<?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-24521802</id><updated>2012-02-03T05:06:19.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're irreplaceable</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>714</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8761272811170388206</id><published>2012-01-27T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T03:09:37.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhtgirHfaJ1qdbbywo1_500.png" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been so long since i last blogged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so tired. So so tired. Mentally, physically and spiritually:/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;JUST SO TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired of being a friend, tired of being a best friend. I feel like&amp;nbsp;I've&amp;nbsp;been keeping myself under pressure from everywhere. Doesn't pay to be nice. Ever. But i'm a sucker when it comes to friends and people i keep close to my heart:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things are just different. I just feel like i lost you. Each time i think of it. I feel like crying. Without fail. Guess i just gotta let it go. People don't come to stay in our lives forever. As much as i wish and miss, hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;谁能打开我的心结。&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/24521802-8761272811170388206?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8761272811170388206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8761272811170388206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8761272811170388206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8761272811170388206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2012/01/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8116387963273217299</id><published>2011-12-29T02:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T02:11:12.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's been great</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwqj3nTnPA1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A late &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i feel like i'm wishing to myself only. Since i think that noone else reads this blog anymore. I mean it's like sooooo dead! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently, out of many study sessions, some just don't work out at all. Went to study at Woodlands library with these mad people, ended up being super unproductive. Headed over to Kallang Leisure Park to have dinner with KaiXiong while oppa plays at the cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdH6mgZKBRE/TvtEN4sR2FI/AAAAAAAABnI/xWqk0PuGNGY/s1600/IMG_0497.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdH6mgZKBRE/TvtEN4sR2FI/AAAAAAAABnI/xWqk0PuGNGY/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uVmv7ZfdJg/TvtFDQeqvJI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Z6QutFPjx-0/s1600/IMG_0504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6uVmv7ZfdJg/TvtFDQeqvJI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Z6QutFPjx-0/s400/IMG_0504.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like a act cute only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was free starbuck on the 2nd last paper. We studied till it was time to head over and get some caffeine to refresh our worn out brains. So, we decided to add some fun to the dead and boring queue. Hafiz and Oppa wanted to place it as "NAPFA" queue. But decided that it was too mean. So they changed it to cheapo queue. Heehee. Hasif got us a place right in front already cause he reached early. But we are a group of 6 i think. So it's kinda mean to just cute the queue. So we decided to just queue up ourselves(: Such awesome people! Then got this guy just come and talk to us then cute our queue-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently some people really damn not auto, never even donate anything to salvation army &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w9TF2YLu9sY/TvtFEI6N16I/AAAAAAAABnU/mvGTCPzuWWc/s1600/IMG_0577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w9TF2YLu9sY/TvtFEI6N16I/AAAAAAAABnU/mvGTCPzuWWc/s400/IMG_0577.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9_jP6P9OVA/TvtFFSxGRaI/AAAAAAAABng/LFivnOZ-RcQ/s1600/IMG_0590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9_jP6P9OVA/TvtFFSxGRaI/AAAAAAAABng/LFivnOZ-RcQ/s400/IMG_0590.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of us with our Starbucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Nevertheless, after the stressful exam period, life's been pretty good, had the most awesome ever class chalet. Never felt this bonded with a class before. Really love them to bits and pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/389955_10150525715176424_566091423_10805176_1913204054_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Portobello Mushroom with Morzerella Cheese (Whatever you spell it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388201_10150525720916424_566091423_10805220_1430727744_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Added with Tomato Puree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmtQCJRd6A0/TvtEH62NiEI/AAAAAAAABnA/3VHv-TrUT_U/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmtQCJRd6A0/TvtEH62NiEI/AAAAAAAABnA/3VHv-TrUT_U/s400/IMG_0638.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5FyEDGRANw/TvtFGpxwonI/AAAAAAAABno/LJ1roBg5FnQ/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R5FyEDGRANw/TvtFGpxwonI/AAAAAAAABno/LJ1roBg5FnQ/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at the amount of alcohol :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS_dqaQgXwY/TvtFQnrQJCI/AAAAAAAABnw/tCDO0X3Ux4M/s1600/IMG_0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CS_dqaQgXwY/TvtFQnrQJCI/AAAAAAAABnw/tCDO0X3Ux4M/s400/IMG_0644.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Popping pills in the chalet!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just kidding. They are Tic Tac(s). It's the special Christmas Edition ones. They don't taste nice. It's cinnamon i think. Taste like.... meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/393343_10150525802091424_566091423_10805513_579017596_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A toast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MeRDRPjRzQ/TvtFYn6TYFI/AAAAAAAABn4/5Ctgy_u0sXM/s1600/IMG_0650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MeRDRPjRzQ/TvtFYn6TYFI/AAAAAAAABn4/5Ctgy_u0sXM/s400/IMG_0650.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just before checking out! One final photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, holiday isn't exactly holiday when you're in Year 3, dreading on wanting to chiong finish FYP report. Just had to camwhore a little so we don't feel so dead right? Right(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1KWTdwTrVI/TvtFZQExbAI/AAAAAAAABoA/YLm-tS-O8s0/s1600/IMG_0663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1KWTdwTrVI/TvtFZQExbAI/AAAAAAAABoA/YLm-tS-O8s0/s400/IMG_0663.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4fa09FJ_fQ/TvtFac76ElI/AAAAAAAABoE/xtu2qT6VAUg/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4fa09FJ_fQ/TvtFac76ElI/AAAAAAAABoE/xtu2qT6VAUg/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35ZV6p85Vq8/TvtFbPAtxmI/AAAAAAAABoM/cKZu-D0zh_o/s1600/IMG_0687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35ZV6p85Vq8/TvtFbPAtxmI/AAAAAAAABoM/cKZu-D0zh_o/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcW0iaZgj-U/TvtFb_A5tWI/AAAAAAAABoU/oZp5bwYihdI/s1600/IMG_0692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcW0iaZgj-U/TvtFb_A5tWI/AAAAAAAABoU/oZp5bwYihdI/s400/IMG_0692.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Work @ Clarks with the awesomest peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Although the management screw up, the boss kinda sucks, unlike Leslie:/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But thank god for these people, they make everything sooo much better, even though Zara, Michelle and I got&amp;nbsp;separated&amp;nbsp;from them): But so glad that the rest of them can click so well! *wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AuzPPh5s-ao/TvtFiTZ9TOI/AAAAAAAABog/DH80yJVdXzo/s1600/IMG_0697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AuzPPh5s-ao/TvtFiTZ9TOI/AAAAAAAABog/DH80yJVdXzo/s400/IMG_0697.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were giving out clarks t-shirt. So yanhui took and tired on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like the latest baseball uniform fashion uh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vX-M5a3upaI/TvtFpxvf6JI/AAAAAAAABoo/OmWjWXk7Dbo/s1600/IMG_0704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vX-M5a3upaI/TvtFpxvf6JI/AAAAAAAABoo/OmWjWXk7Dbo/s400/IMG_0704.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Second last day of work at Clarks, so we headed to 18chef to have dinner! All the girls squeezed into Mandy's car, while the guys took a cab there. Heehee! Had fun gossiping away also!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Awf7JE4vFs0/TvtFv5ez8FI/AAAAAAAABow/vZ2wL8_j4vk/s1600/IMG_0729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Awf7JE4vFs0/TvtFv5ez8FI/AAAAAAAABow/vZ2wL8_j4vk/s400/IMG_0729.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the day of set-down while we have our break:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After the last day of work, we wanted to hang out in the night, so we decided on going to Sheryl's house. Since there's like no one at home. We made it into a house party. Hell of a crazy one. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv7Hj150nu0/TvtF2kKou0I/AAAAAAAABo4/FXKfL6W6iuo/s1600/IMG_0760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv7Hj150nu0/TvtF2kKou0I/AAAAAAAABo4/FXKfL6W6iuo/s400/IMG_0760.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's too many of us. So we have to take 2 seperate trips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for others to come up, just had to take photo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cam-whores.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDFbIDxsZJE/TvtF7rUWRPI/AAAAAAAABpA/wbkBgDjbBq0/s1600/IMG_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDFbIDxsZJE/TvtF7rUWRPI/AAAAAAAABpA/wbkBgDjbBq0/s400/IMG_0761.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My beloved oppa at work. Heehee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTO0BgpUep0/TvtGA_vEcoI/AAAAAAAABpI/FR5mcMT_qcw/s1600/IMG_0764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTO0BgpUep0/TvtGA_vEcoI/AAAAAAAABpI/FR5mcMT_qcw/s400/IMG_0764.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JE0LKyroLk/TvtGGGDZHSI/AAAAAAAABpQ/1HUmLvAfIHI/s1600/IMG_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JE0LKyroLk/TvtGGGDZHSI/AAAAAAAABpQ/1HUmLvAfIHI/s400/IMG_0769.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F30nYX4204I/TvtGLZfamlI/AAAAAAAABpY/BA9jPsoqcT4/s1600/IMG_0776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F30nYX4204I/TvtGLZfamlI/AAAAAAAABpY/BA9jPsoqcT4/s400/IMG_0776.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate Fondue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNmbLnkU-YU/TvtGSMEjikI/AAAAAAAABpg/icSWTDw1_bQ/s1600/IMG_0777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNmbLnkU-YU/TvtGSMEjikI/AAAAAAAABpg/icSWTDw1_bQ/s400/IMG_0777.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvIlS-zoDHQ/TvtGYV5rYBI/AAAAAAAABpo/pn0CH1lUKbw/s1600/IMG_0779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvIlS-zoDHQ/TvtGYV5rYBI/AAAAAAAABpo/pn0CH1lUKbw/s400/IMG_0779.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxx_tfgugzU/TvtGfanlVeI/AAAAAAAABpw/QwFtVJCtkbI/s1600/IMG_0784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxx_tfgugzU/TvtGfanlVeI/AAAAAAAABpw/QwFtVJCtkbI/s400/IMG_0784.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What are you guys thinking?! It's just a Fondue House Party yo! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBBG-HnqGQc/TvtGkdLEapI/AAAAAAAABp4/ZduSVwkCgGY/s1600/IMG_0785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YBBG-HnqGQc/TvtGkdLEapI/AAAAAAAABp4/ZduSVwkCgGY/s400/IMG_0785.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The master chef that made all of these possible! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgfJn3LFNIs/TvtGqJKSEhI/AAAAAAAABqA/M31cQkHUEcc/s1600/IMG_0792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BgfJn3LFNIs/TvtGqJKSEhI/AAAAAAAABqA/M31cQkHUEcc/s400/IMG_0792.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxL_tXvB41A/TvtGwgrgjPI/AAAAAAAABqI/qHwrusYeU3Y/s1600/IMG_0796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XxL_tXvB41A/TvtGwgrgjPI/AAAAAAAABqI/qHwrusYeU3Y/s400/IMG_0796.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zr_grvmah4E/TvtG2ZKgUMI/AAAAAAAABqQ/aPiCGK0fSOc/s1600/IMG_0800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zr_grvmah4E/TvtG2ZKgUMI/AAAAAAAABqQ/aPiCGK0fSOc/s400/IMG_0800.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409631_10150543749401424_566091423_10875238_1943214408_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, you guys are right, it's impossible for my class to have a house party without the booze:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ta-da!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/396617_10150543552246424_566091423_10874366_723524952_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384911_10150543552676424_566091423_10874375_477171346_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tequila shots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/405589_10150543559286424_566091423_10874428_221955649_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In order to make this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu1aGcsvgOU/TvtOqZHaq0I/AAAAAAAABq8/3ZijA4UqAIs/s1600/IMG_0812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu1aGcsvgOU/TvtOqZHaq0I/AAAAAAAABq8/3ZijA4UqAIs/s400/IMG_0812.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He did this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The more noise we made, the more tequila and gin he poured and stop pouring orange juice &amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the next day, Weijie had driving, Tiffannie, YiYan and Jiamin had work in the noon, Oppa had to go to school for Inter-Con official, Zan had to go school for FYP.&amp;nbsp;Most of them failed to do what they were supposed to have done:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, in the night, they met up for another round of drinking. Like some alcoholics. So we are like hungry monsters also, so we decided on eating Nihon Mura. We only had 30 mins to order cause we went in late. So Clarence went to order quantity x7 for everything even though there's only 5 of us! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2IP9YDx792Y/TvtOwWyD-cI/AAAAAAAABrE/ewsTnqsGSak/s1600/IMG_0827.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2IP9YDx792Y/TvtOwWyD-cI/AAAAAAAABrE/ewsTnqsGSak/s400/IMG_0827.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2-MljBk2hQ/TvtO1QtSNFI/AAAAAAAABrM/w6xn3uaKWo8/s1600/IMG_0828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H2-MljBk2hQ/TvtO1QtSNFI/AAAAAAAABrM/w6xn3uaKWo8/s400/IMG_0828.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was so much food that we just can't finish):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UW0qdDUxKkA/TvtO7I0DMFI/AAAAAAAABrU/b8EmpEK1Jgw/s1600/IMG_0830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UW0qdDUxKkA/TvtO7I0DMFI/AAAAAAAABrU/b8EmpEK1Jgw/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bs6cC50-ubA/TvtPBDErZbI/AAAAAAAABrc/3ENEYi-eBbc/s1600/IMG_0832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bs6cC50-ubA/TvtPBDErZbI/AAAAAAAABrc/3ENEYi-eBbc/s400/IMG_0832.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4-uVqmof_M/TvtPGzoWw4I/AAAAAAAABrk/1qDjlT4o_YI/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S4-uVqmof_M/TvtPGzoWw4I/AAAAAAAABrk/1qDjlT4o_YI/s400/IMG_0833.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys all had christmas hats! Heehee, so cute! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/383826_10150543752776424_566091423_10875260_862825306_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9YIwsuq8oU/TvtPMIQ7r0I/AAAAAAAABrs/C7mZ6S9chtc/s1600/IMG_0847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R9YIwsuq8oU/TvtPMIQ7r0I/AAAAAAAABrs/C7mZ6S9chtc/s400/IMG_0847.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;Zara bought Jiaqi and I chickies! Heehee. My chicky is the one in brown, hers in pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My chicky's nose was at the verge of dropping so she kept laughing at mine. End up, her chicky's eye went missing. Of course I laughed back at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, my chicky's eye went missing too-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day, after doing FYP, oppa managed to scam Elle to come down to town and have dinner together. We are such lame people. We headed to town just to eat.... Wendy's-.- LIKE TAMPINES CANNOT EAT LIKE THAT! Who's idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, just cause we bullied Weijie, so he treated us to Gelatosimo! Actually i think oppa treated too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBBTSa0hIcM/TvtHDL-XB5I/AAAAAAAABqg/AEu9Jviudjc/s1600/IMG_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sBBTSa0hIcM/TvtHDL-XB5I/AAAAAAAABqg/AEu9Jviudjc/s400/IMG_0860.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Friday, Yiyan, Zara and I met up for dinner after my FYP. After which, we took the car and sent Zara down to her friend's 21st chalet at Goldkist. I tell you, she like a princess okay. We park car accompany her walk to the chalet then walk back and slack in the car. So camwhore again! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFtMe4SNesM/TvtHEFkhSAI/AAAAAAAABqk/YJsy2xHasD8/s1600/IMG_0874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RFtMe4SNesM/TvtHEFkhSAI/AAAAAAAABqk/YJsy2xHasD8/s400/IMG_0874.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, after she was done, i walked back in to fetch her out while yan took the car nearer to the entrance pavement. After that, we headed down to 112 Katong to fetch Oppa and Zan cause they just finished work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Supper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Had to head down to Bukit Timah to pick Sheryl. And so that Sylvia can follow us. Cause she doesn't know how to get there. So... the initial plan was to go 126 for some porridge. But ended up, we headed to&amp;nbsp;Upp Thomson Road for Prata house. Ended up, there was an ice-cream parlour next to it. And guess what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The shop is owned by oppa's friend. So... He treated Zara, Sheryl and I ice cream while the others when to park the other car. Apparently yanyan almost knocked someone down. Tsk! Cause he was using Sylvia's car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pU2DjvBMdjI/TvtHIb0MDVI/AAAAAAAABqw/VHB3F8b1L14/s1600/IMG_0880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pU2DjvBMdjI/TvtHIb0MDVI/AAAAAAAABqw/VHB3F8b1L14/s400/IMG_0880.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next day was Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked in at River View Hotel Junior Suite. Like some atas kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/406887_10150482387757080_554382079_8718441_833805360_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, oppa called and asked how was the room. And checked if there was any HDMI cables for the television. The TV in the living room was concealed in, so we couldn't check. I walked into the room and check. When i came out, this is what they did,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THEY TOOK OUT THE ENTIRE BRACKET! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/383322_10150482380602080_554382079_8718339_1250526805_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, as retarded people, they wouldn't let this off. We started using this as photo booth frame. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;One by one start joining in:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407177_10150482380722080_554382079_8718341_1063844043_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/400746_10150482380912080_554382079_8718344_925291912_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380878_10150482381087080_554382079_8718348_1766701383_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then they opened up the sofa to use as a bed cause Zara and I were painting our nails inside the room:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/404515_10150482382177080_554382079_8718370_1743992250_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403862_10150482382327080_554382079_8718373_562232750_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388249_10150482383587080_554382079_8718390_1917801818_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed down to meet the rest in the evening to buy the alcohol @ Holiday Inn. Heehee, spotted oppa wearing this super cartoon-ish jumper. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405578_10150482384687080_554382079_8718403_197642065_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/402178_10150450197168978_577753977_8622476_413862940_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ain't that much of a alcohol right? :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375412_10150482384307080_554382079_8718399_1277486673_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/401710_10150482385282080_554382079_8718410_136492218_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sheryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/405571_10150482385492080_554382079_8718413_337680621_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yan and Zara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374362_10150482386037080_554382079_8718418_1817808103_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annoying Zan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/388665_10150482386417080_554382079_8718423_1562450879_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Benson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389508_10150482386917080_554382079_8718430_525678260_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eugene Korkor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399782_10150464763951028_717261027_8702355_1307014068_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378598_10150464772536028_717261027_8702424_767739417_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388344_10150464782906028_717261027_8702497_1734181365_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry bird spotted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/390779_10150464785121028_717261027_8702515_1609774222_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qi &amp;amp; Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392138_10150464785976028_717261027_8702523_827364353_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399692_10150464858576028_717261027_8702902_2112872506_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiffannie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381736_10150464860601028_717261027_8702913_968560910_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone! They think my hands that long is it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/401054_10150464862466028_717261027_8702925_924652298_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beloved oppa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/379835_10150464863091028_717261027_8702928_1746244033_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See what he did to me)':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/381096_10150464865346028_717261027_8702943_2031060280_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my, table is sooooo messy:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/400095_10150482387777080_554382079_8718442_1667037362_n.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395627_10150482388647080_554382079_8718456_227815721_n.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All they guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/396779_10150482388122080_554382079_8718448_2056487406_n.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oppa&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/399950_10150482388822080_554382079_8718459_744604179_n.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alec!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/407741_10150482388937080_554382079_8718461_129868250_n.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life's been greater, greater than what i expected:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8116387963273217299?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8116387963273217299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8116387963273217299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8116387963273217299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8116387963273217299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/12/lifes-been-great.html' title='Life&apos;s been great'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VdH6mgZKBRE/TvtEN4sR2FI/AAAAAAAABnI/xWqk0PuGNGY/s72-c/IMG_0497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5579104443275115501</id><published>2011-12-28T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T03:04:22.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivations</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I need someone to give me the motivation to keep blogging in this space. 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margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="st" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.omy.sg/hengkangwei/2010/12/29/%e6%ad%8c%e8%af%8d%ef%bc%9a%e3%80%8a%e5%88%9d%e6%81%8b%e3%80%8b/" style="color: #772124;"&gt;《初恋》&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;抚摸你脸 像是拥有全世界&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;幸福悄悄蔓延 让谁敷衍了明天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;直到一天 你说你不愿缠绵&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我的世界突然崩溃 生命顿时生缺陷&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;你走了 我累了 一个人 学会擦泪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;那就是我初恋 让人多么的怀念&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;无法控制的伤悲 是成长的转捩点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我们学会沉淀 记忆保持最完美&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;越无言 越离间 就是要 勇敢走一回&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;或许长大 就是要习惯道歉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我们之间 过多天真的诺言&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;坦然说出那句再见 不会是沧海桑田&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;谁多说 那一句 对不起 失去意义&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;那就是我初恋 你不需要说抱歉&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;之所以会错过了 是为和对的遇见&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;成就那个夏天 忽然长大那一天&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;越咀嚼 越思念 记忆中 那不是终点&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;可笑的是 偶像剧也常出现&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5349301635153429358?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5349301635153429358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5349301635153429358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5349301635153429358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5349301635153429358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_16.html' title='《初恋》'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4045052065029862370</id><published>2011-11-15T01:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T01:47:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear it down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lb9viccOFs1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时会羡慕，应为他始终比较在乎你。或许我太坚强，还是该说假装坚强，因此让人觉得我一定没事，一定能够照顾好自己。但是有谁知道在我内心深处有多脆弱？有谁知道我也想要被照顾。还是应为我的防备心太强，没人进得来？如果一个人是真心想要跨过那一条防备线，不管多困难都一定会用尽所有方法。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4045052065029862370?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4045052065029862370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4045052065029862370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4045052065029862370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4045052065029862370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Tear it down'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1014021824159293418</id><published>2011-11-14T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:43:34.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You, just you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le01zuqtoo1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been great, in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i was woken up in the morning by my parents. So, i texted Clarence that i'm awake. And since he just got up too, i told him to come over. Then, i headed back to sleep. Then i heard the doorbell. It's him! Opened the door at 11.11. Like a happy only^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to meet Yanz to go sing K! at last! Rained Cats and Dogs and so we had Mac while talking crap! K at Dte. Yanz voice is really like a power pac! And there was this pretty ah liansx next door that Yanz saw. So we told him to accidentally go into the wrong room and say hi. LOL. Of course he didn't do it uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM cause Yanz wanted to cut hair. I think all the saloon slacking or something. 7.45 say closed alrdy. LOL, wts right? So we dinner-ed at CS. No more Laksa! Damn sad okay! It's like my favourite hor! Then i heard from Yanz that my dear girl is emo-ing. So we cabbed back to Clarence house to get the car and drove down to Bugis to fetch the princess and headed back to Bedok. Wanted to go to Simpang. Then it started raining. So we went to Bedok Point to try out KungFu Paradise instead. Quite suck leh! Why everyone says that it's nice. Yanz went a few times and said it was nice. But yesterday he agreed that it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make Frozen Cheesecake at Jasmine's house today. I think it turned out well for a virgin attempt! Pictures will be up tomorrow! Don't judge okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally i can apps Ricky. Like, AT LAST! Each time i talk to him. I can't help but feel the distance. Despite the constant assurance that everything's still the same. He misses me and vice versa, i really can't help but feel it's not like the same anymore! I don't know how's life over there. I feel like he and ZhenBang is still the same. Actually, i even feel like he and Zara's still the same. Maybe because they are always&amp;nbsp;bickering, while we are always more towards caring. So now that he's gone, i don't feel that same anymore? I just feel like i'm not a good sister. So much for doting on him. Never mind, i shouldn't think so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1014021824159293418?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1014021824159293418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1014021824159293418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1014021824159293418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1014021824159293418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-just-you.html' title='You, just you.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6071644934035023571</id><published>2011-11-06T14:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:18:51.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's 19th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le86yeJcAa1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yesterday was a tiring yet joyous day! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked ytd at Telok Blangah Hill park for the Nebo Quest event. It's like a hot there only! Jia Min and I cabbed down and reached super early at 7am instead of 7.30am. Cause the taxi uncle like a fast only(: Cab fare was cheapppp yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home after that to chiong and bathe before meeting Clarence at 201! Went to take car at Zara's house to rot at T1 with Janus also. Finally JiaQi's violin ended and we headed to Bugis for Steamboat! Met a really nice ang moh that brought us laughter! Heehee! But right, we ordered 10 plates of pork, the pork never came:/ It only came after super duper long~ ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Strickly Pancakes after that. It's awesome. But somehow, i think we all agree that it's too sweet:/ Hees! Wanted to relax at Play Nation but we look at the price only sian. It's like $12.90 after GST for just 2 hours of console gaming, nothing else. Wah, we go Clarence play better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided to head over the barrage. Unfortunately, when we reached there, it started slight drizzle. So we decided not to take the risk. Thank god we smart. When we got back into the car, exit carpark, it started raining. Woohoo. Heng shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safra Tamp instead. Super crowded though the downstairs and carpark looks so... empty. So, we had to wait. Clarence and Janus watched soccer while the 3 of us found a cosy spot outside Sakura and started playing Tap Sonic. That annoying JiaQi kept singing the annoying song coming from the kiap kiap machine. Is irritating one loh! End up when she playing Tap Sonic, she hates the doremon song. Cause it makes her distracted. LOL! After damn long then we finally got to play! Headed home after that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peektures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpZN5mV3dMY/TraBgKdzOWI/AAAAAAAABh8/DY5kfNyQO7Q/s1600/IMG_0166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpZN5mV3dMY/TraBgKdzOWI/AAAAAAAABh8/DY5kfNyQO7Q/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yanz the &lt;i&gt;zai &lt;/i&gt;driver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore at 126!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lEQaY--ZoU/TraBgyQqQcI/AAAAAAAABiA/UzvAjavJokw/s1600/IMG_0167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--lEQaY--ZoU/TraBgyQqQcI/AAAAAAAABiA/UzvAjavJokw/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MZEY2TQQqc/TraBhI1fyLI/AAAAAAAABiM/wky7_9HA5hc/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8MZEY2TQQqc/TraBhI1fyLI/AAAAAAAABiM/wky7_9HA5hc/s400/IMG_0168.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xZteL3rbykQ/TraBkE69n9I/AAAAAAAABig/0LqQ-ssbIfE/s1600/IMG_0171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xZteL3rbykQ/TraBkE69n9I/AAAAAAAABig/0LqQ-ssbIfE/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's trying to prove that he's got big eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0Ubi4o69v0/TraBkkliGQI/AAAAAAAABio/NciIhk6DQSg/s1600/IMG_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i0Ubi4o69v0/TraBkkliGQI/AAAAAAAABio/NciIhk6DQSg/s400/IMG_0172.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for Janus to withdraw money, we decided to camwhore in the car! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOyEGTEUaFI/TraBlGEvEII/AAAAAAAABi0/UXoGyGvzEuo/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kOyEGTEUaFI/TraBlGEvEII/AAAAAAAABi0/UXoGyGvzEuo/s400/IMG_0173.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JeImLT3nYdg/TraBmmjpDnI/AAAAAAAABjA/ACNzDbfgDXg/s1600/IMG_0175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JeImLT3nYdg/TraBmmjpDnI/AAAAAAAABjA/ACNzDbfgDXg/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VObnNn0Hu0U/TraBnf89vPI/AAAAAAAABjM/truwNhNrC0o/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VObnNn0Hu0U/TraBnf89vPI/AAAAAAAABjM/truwNhNrC0o/s400/IMG_0176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFLkJt3u9YA/TraBoMI9P1I/AAAAAAAABjQ/lL_vun4TMfM/s1600/IMG_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFLkJt3u9YA/TraBoMI9P1I/AAAAAAAABjQ/lL_vun4TMfM/s400/IMG_0177.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Telok Blangah when we reached super early, got monkeys! 5 of them okay! No joke.&lt;br /&gt;They ransacked the bins to find food, drank coke, ate prawn crackers, climbed onto the chairs. climb trees(duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMF_2qpCcjw/TraBq6MX-SI/AAAAAAAABjc/ckP5aOHFV1M/s1600/IMG_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMF_2qpCcjw/TraBq6MX-SI/AAAAAAAABjc/ckP5aOHFV1M/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7omHFXl26k0/TraB4BAkrNI/AAAAAAAABjs/PnuXeNWUVMI/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7omHFXl26k0/TraB4BAkrNI/AAAAAAAABjs/PnuXeNWUVMI/s400/IMG_0180.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjpG2x3ndck/TraB479JNNI/AAAAAAAABj0/tenYIjAQ-3Q/s1600/IMG_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zjpG2x3ndck/TraB479JNNI/AAAAAAAABj0/tenYIjAQ-3Q/s400/IMG_0181.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5Q2tDQHOsI/TraB6fzoRGI/AAAAAAAABkA/ogtWJfkGAAw/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g5Q2tDQHOsI/TraB6fzoRGI/AAAAAAAABkA/ogtWJfkGAAw/s400/IMG_0183.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fRNZ-EQwEc/TraB8KQ2BnI/AAAAAAAABkQ/n4E3yNYjduA/s1600/IMG_0185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fRNZ-EQwEc/TraB8KQ2BnI/AAAAAAAABkQ/n4E3yNYjduA/s400/IMG_0185.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently Elle was trying to whack the tennis ball uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat while waiting for a seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7r-P4MAnty8/TraB-lv0CYI/AAAAAAAABks/ekTT-M4KhVc/s1600/IMG_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7r-P4MAnty8/TraB-lv0CYI/AAAAAAAABks/ekTT-M4KhVc/s400/IMG_0190.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWk5aGViWQw/TraB_QYdTmI/AAAAAAAABk0/xuBa7IT6DMU/s1600/IMG_0191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWk5aGViWQw/TraB_QYdTmI/AAAAAAAABk0/xuBa7IT6DMU/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INXDW66NChs/TraCAhqBuEI/AAAAAAAABk8/nj5ezdwsaxU/s1600/IMG_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INXDW66NChs/TraCAhqBuEI/AAAAAAAABk8/nj5ezdwsaxU/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UP6zTnkuptE/TraCF8Qea9I/AAAAAAAABlE/SwYM6iRbp18/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UP6zTnkuptE/TraCF8Qea9I/AAAAAAAABlE/SwYM6iRbp18/s400/IMG_0193.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Strictly Pancakes! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMYVUlSuFlA/TraCHWy85OI/AAAAAAAABlU/4dUvZxmcxdA/s1600/IMG_0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NMYVUlSuFlA/TraCHWy85OI/AAAAAAAABlU/4dUvZxmcxdA/s400/IMG_0195.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The annoying duet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ez1MpwXERpw/TraCIQeLWFI/AAAAAAAABlY/8FSjsvgkEy8/s1600/IMG_0196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ez1MpwXERpw/TraCIQeLWFI/AAAAAAAABlY/8FSjsvgkEy8/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jn2LN6v0VXw/TraCLLRQQ5I/AAAAAAAABl4/yKLNtqDLtsU/s1600/IMG_0200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jn2LN6v0VXw/TraCLLRQQ5I/AAAAAAAABl4/yKLNtqDLtsU/s400/IMG_0200.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTQCZGS3bkU/TraChhDmf1I/AAAAAAAABms/M-0JqtYFT4k/s1600/IMG_0206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTQCZGS3bkU/TraChhDmf1I/AAAAAAAABms/M-0JqtYFT4k/s400/IMG_0206.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9-KkgQPrGA/TraCnBu37LI/AAAAAAAABm0/JtkDzlK6kgk/s1600/IMG_0207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9-KkgQPrGA/TraCnBu37LI/AAAAAAAABm0/JtkDzlK6kgk/s400/IMG_0207.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome! If it makes you hungry, i'm so sorry:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6071644934035023571?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6071644934035023571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6071644934035023571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6071644934035023571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6071644934035023571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/11/yesterday-was-tiring-yet-joyous-day.html' title='Baby&apos;s 19th!'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpZN5mV3dMY/TraBgKdzOWI/AAAAAAAABh8/DY5kfNyQO7Q/s72-c/IMG_0166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2452610461753848872</id><published>2011-10-30T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T01:19:53.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you just fuck off?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;W&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le01zuqtoo1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since i last blogged. And when i'm finally back, i have nothing but whinings.&lt;br /&gt;Today, when i woke up, i wanted to go queue up for the 4S. Then my mum told me that the queue is super long, told me not to queue. So, i went to purchase it online. Being a happy girl, i happily bought it, scheduled delivery on Friday. Then, my dad came home in the evening to screw my whole life upside down, downright down. He told me he wanted a freaking bundle. The bundle came along with a $100 voucher and blah blah. So, i called Singtel to cancel it, blah blah. So that i could purchase it in stores, along with that $100 voucher. Then.... since Singtel doesn't wanna pick up my calls, i went down to store. Only to find out that the 16GB white was since available. I felt like killing myself man. But, it's okay. I can live with the color. But here is my dad screwing my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2452610461753848872?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2452610461753848872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2452610461753848872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2452610461753848872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2452610461753848872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-been-ages-since-i-last-blogged.html' title='Will you just fuck off?'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-750017604166977923</id><published>2011-10-30T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:17:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windows to the soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="orientaltiger: (by Susanna)" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp16l0y5mU1qzfjmqo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Checked out this personality survey on Nadiah's blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://psychcentral.com/personality-patterns/"&gt;http://psychcentral.com/personality-patterns/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's probably quite true. I just needed something nonsensical/ boring enough for me get away from this shit:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Accessible" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;Accessible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You're comfortable expressing yourself in words and actions, with no self-censorship. You believe that if someone doesn't like what they see it's not your problem, but theirs. A high score on the "accessible" trait suggests that you have a lot of friends, socialize often, and enjoy rap/hip-hop music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You don't see the need to keep your thoughts to yourself, or to have a zone of privacy that encompasses only yourself and a small circle of friends and relatives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Unflappable" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Unflappable&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are not a slave to your emotions. It takes a lot to upset or unnerve you. That's why you're a good person to have around in a crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You don't let it all hang out, which means that those around you often don't know the pressures you're under or what you're going through. You're not the kind of person people run from in a crisis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Outgoing " style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Outgoing&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are more interested in interacting with others than in being by yourself. For you, it is a boring waste of time to sit around, alone, and analyze why you are the way you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You don't prefer your own company to being with friends; you're not so interested in what's going on in your mind that you don't need to interact with others. And you get no pleasure out of sitting around, alone, trying to figure out what makes you tick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Reckless" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Reckless&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You tend to give in to your impulses and indulge your cravings. Rather than fight your emotions, you often do what comes naturally, which means occasionally overdoing it, sometimes even embarrassing yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are not good at resisting temptation and avoiding overindulgence; you are not the kind of person who doesn't regret anything you said or did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Friendly" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Friendly&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You would rather hang out with others than spend time alone, and you'd far rather be doing something with your friends than just sitting around. You're happy in a crowded room, club, stadium, or auditorium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You're not a private person who is ill at ease in a group; you don't view excessive socializing as a waste of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Warm" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Warm&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You have a genuine interest in other people. You're a natural host, and are always thinking about how you can increase the happiness of those around you. When friends have problems or are in trouble, you're usually the first person they turn to for aid and comfort. Scoring high on the "warm" trait suggests that you are among those who enjoy domestic activities — doing things around the house — and are enthusiastic about charitable work, helping others, and making the world a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You don't always say exactly what you're thinking; you don't like the idea of causing anyone pain because of your criticism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Understanding" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are willing to take the time to find out what's going on with other people, especially if they're in distress. You're a good listener, you don't criticize, and you offer unbiased, respectful, honest advice when it's requested. With a high score on the "understanding" trait, it is likely that you are enthusiastic about charitable work, helping others, and making the world a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You don't feel the need to impose your standards on others or say things that, even though true, cause pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Passionate" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Passionate&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are in touch with your emotions, and sometimes you react before you think. The good news: you don't tamp down your feelings. The bad news: you sometimes say or do things that you later wish you could take back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You do not live your life on an even keel; you do not go for long periods without experiencing some mood swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Sociable" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sociable&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are a people person. You're much more likely to be found in the middle of a crowd than home alone. When there's a good time to be had, you're likely to be having it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You are not necessarily happier when you're by yourself, and would not choose to be home alone rather than, say, in a crowded club with your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5 id="Sympathetic" style="font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Sympathetic&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You have a knack for knowing what's going on in the hearts and minds of those around you, without their having to tell you explicitly. People tend to turn to you with their problems because they know you care, and that you will likely offer good advice and a helping hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 18px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;You do not feel that people with sad stories are just looking for attention, or have brought their problems upon themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-750017604166977923?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/750017604166977923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=750017604166977923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/750017604166977923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/750017604166977923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/checked-out-this-personality-survey-on.html' title='Windows to the soul'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5489304912676996555</id><published>2011-10-29T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:48:20.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When reminiscing gets the better of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Geneva, 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;And I remember it all. I remember what shirts you wore, I remember the first text you sent to me. I remember your laughter, your smell, I remember the exact day of our first kiss. I remember every feeling I felt, I remember all the hopes I had, I remember everything I gave up. I remember how my life changed, I remember the things you said, I remember the first time you whispered those three words. I remember your shy smile, the way you played with my hair, the way you held me so tight I couldn’t breathe but I loved it more than anything else. I remember our first kiss, I remember the way your face looked so close to mine, I remember the way my fingers fit so perfectly into yours. I remember everything about you; your perfect hair and your gorgeous face and the way you could never do anything wrong. But I also remember the last day, the last kiss, the last text. I remember all the tears I cried, I remember feeling worthless, I remember waiting by my phone for a text that never came. I remember the lack of explanation, I remember being shoved away like I never meant anything to you at all. I remember feeling used and broken and like nobody understood, especially not you. I remember wondering how you could know everything about me, how I could give you every single piece of me and still not be enough for you. I remember each thing that made me smile, and each thing that made me cry. I remember thinking about you, dreaming about you, and wishing for you. I remember believing with all my heart that it would happen, expecting forever, and having my forever cut short. I remember drifting away from you, and drifting back to this relationship we like to call a friendship. But you and me, we can never be friends. There’s always been something more in the way we look at each other, and you know it. So here I am, looking at you, feeling all the emotions I’ve always felt when I look at you. I know we can never have back what we had before, but maybe we can start something new. I love you. And I remember. Tell me you remember, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5489304912676996555?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5489304912676996555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5489304912676996555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5489304912676996555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5489304912676996555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-reminiscing-gets-better-of-you.html' title='When reminiscing gets the better of you'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-9209645878003966585</id><published>2011-10-29T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T17:47:02.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter vs Lord of the Rings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsblooMSw61qdjagn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true right! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-9209645878003966585?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/9209645878003966585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=9209645878003966585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9209645878003966585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9209645878003966585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/harry-potter-vs-lord-of-rings.html' title='Harry Potter vs Lord of the Rings!'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4387610880384313756</id><published>2011-10-22T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T01:21:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I really need to blog soon. This space is getting dusty):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4387610880384313756?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4387610880384313756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4387610880384313756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4387610880384313756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4387610880384313756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-really-need-to-blog-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3911325504759567527</id><published>2011-10-04T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:37:47.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A 1000 miles away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lljjtcYP7v1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i blogged, i had a ton of things to blog on my mind. Now i forgot everything-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime back while i was on the bus to meet Jasmine, i saw this girl in front of me with wet hair. I was thinking.. &lt;i&gt;"Ohh, so this is how it looks like going out with wet hair"&lt;/i&gt;. She's like me. Cause i always go out with wet hair. Suddenly, Ricky came to my mind. It's just a sudden impromptu thing. Each time i think of him, I'll feel sad, and happy. He's not longer by my side. And honestly, i really miss him alot. Thinking of him brings back alot alot of memories. Like how irrational, how he does things without thinking much. Happy cause he's so special to me. He's irreplaceable, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why i was suddenly struck by the thoughts of missing him, is cause i like to go out with wet hair. He'll often nag at me for doing so. Each time at chalets, he would take a towel and wipe my hair dry for me. Though i don't say anything, Honestly, it's a heartwarming feeling. It's like anything said would ruin the moment. I like it when people wipe my hair for me. I just feel a heartwarming sweet feeling. At times, i really wish he would be here to help me wipe my hair again. The most recent one was when he came over my house to bathe and use the hairdryer. Seeing that my hair was wet, he blow dry my hair too. I wish i could relieve the moment. But he's no longer here, he's a 1000 miles away. He probably wouldn't remember this anymore? But i do, every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he left, he left me a letter asking me specifically asking me to remember drying my hair. I cried at that. I didn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that he's be back in probably 4-5 years, it seems to take forever. 4 years, not long, not short either. 4 years down the road, can he still remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3911325504759567527?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3911325504759567527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3911325504759567527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3911325504759567527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3911325504759567527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/1000-miles-away.html' title='A 1000 miles away'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2474793586722623842</id><published>2011-10-01T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T01:20:41.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexual Educational Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8j9dfW4As1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sexual educational conversation with J&amp;amp;J some time back. Total epic joke man! It's really funny and dirty man! Don't judge okay! It's all educational stuffs. Chatted about one night stand, woman/man can do how many times, HIV diseases, sex during menstrual period, guys can cum how many times, vigra and sex pills. Then I mentioned about men on average, can have sex 40'000 times in his life. The moment is said 40'000 times, Je went on to say "in a year" ? Then we burst out laughing. Cause we went to calculate, if a guy were to have sex 40'000 times a year, assuming he has sex everyday, he would have to have sex on an average of 109.58 times in a day, 4.5 times an hour. I mean, who can have sex 4.5 times every hour?! Then if you go sleep for 8 hours, work for 8 hours, when you get back home, you must immediately have sex for 73 times before you get back on track. Wtf right?! Okay, his sex drive must be damn good, or the woman figure damn zai to get him horny enough to do 109 times:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke maximum. Then we found out that the origin of AIDs is cause some guy went to have sex with a monkey, that's why he contracted AIDs. And this slowly spread): Dumb guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we invited lots of stares from uncles sitting around us. I know they interested and probably more experience laa. Hahahaha, Yes, we did say that out:P Then again, talking about such stuffs is an open public, nonetheless we are bound to invite these stares:/ And it all started with the aeropostale poster in Orchard that we told to be taken down cause it violates IDK what either. Personally i think there's nothing wrong with it. Apparently a DJ said that it might have hurt guys ego. Heehee. Cause they don't have the figure? :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2474793586722623842?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2474793586722623842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2474793586722623842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2474793586722623842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2474793586722623842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/10/had-sexual-educational-conversation.html' title='Sexual Educational Talk'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8619476296942716697</id><published>2011-09-29T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:19:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're never there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhbyhmyvjT1qbugsho1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was packing my drawer this noon while trying to find the receipt that i had when paying my school fees last year. Apparently i was on bank loan. No actual idea why on earth do i have to still pay cash. But somehow i subconsciously remember that bank loan only covers 90% of the school fee. Oh, that aside. I was packing my drawer, where i found a few letters given to me by my juniors, by my friends, my teachers. This was before i had graduated from secondary school. Being in student council for like 4 years has indeed brought me different school experience than what a normal student would have experienced. It also really brought me memories that are so precious. While reading the letters, i would suddenly reminiscence, the people, the moments. Within these letters, i have had letter from friends that i used to be so close with, promising to be forever there for me irregardless of what shit i get myself into. Then i think again, these 3 years, have they been here for me? I have really been on roller coaster tides, but no, they didn't even know. Much less be there for me. Moral of the story, people never keeps promises. ( Admit it's true. ) I wouldn't deny, i wasn't there too. In fact, i haven't even heard from them. People who say meet up since zion ages ago, and till now? I haven't even seen a single trace of them, (except on facebook).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell:/ Today was one of those nonsensical days when Jasmine and I are just plain bored and crazy. (Actually it's just me that's crazy). We met up for lunch at Mac. With both our current voices, eating Mac was a torture. Headed down to Pasir Ris park and attempted to try out films for my diana mini. More like wasting films uh. We keep taking nonsensical photos, but i guess that's the whole purpose of it right? Nevertheless, we finished the existing roll and used another too! :/ It was freaking hot!! Headed back E!hub and headed down to Expo to walk walk at Robinsons! Wanted to dinner at Astons, ji tao fail and decided to head back Tampines. Went to develop the films. Stupid Aunty, told her wanna develop films, keep talking, blah blah, head never even raise up and see what films-.- She offered me instant print, end up see already then she told me only available for collection on Friday-.- Slap her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have dinner at foodcourt, but somehow suddenly ended up at DinTaiFeng, XiaoLongBaosx for the win! This period no prawns fried rice! )': Jasmine and I just emo only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down and emo cause films only can collect on Friday after 3. Just emo only. Cause i keep coughing, how? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8619476296942716697?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8619476296942716697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8619476296942716697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8619476296942716697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8619476296942716697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/was-packing-my-drawer-this-noon-while.html' title='We&apos;re never there.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1981482685862368031</id><published>2011-09-28T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T02:06:40.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a gift from above.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_latlm9bUup1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to blog today, and i did. I will TRY to blog tmr and more often! Changed my background, this background not my choice actually. But blogger was a total bitch and refuse to let me upload mine. So i used it's defaults. So unlike me, i know. Each time when i change my blogskin, i feel this happiness and this is what motivates me to keep the blog alive. I tried to source for an ideal blogskin just now. Much failure. I wanted something simple. But i wanted the style, yet bringing out the simplicity within in. Unfortunately i didn't manage to find one. But i'm contented with this! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;你是上天赐给我的恩惠。&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/24521802-1981482685862368031?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1981482685862368031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1981482685862368031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1981482685862368031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1981482685862368031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/youre-gift-from-above.html' title='You&apos;re a gift from above.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8682252270117941312</id><published>2011-09-28T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T01:17:22.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause your hug is a necessity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le3i4oOMYq1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i abandoned this lil place for quite a while. But life's been pretty mundane. Nothing interesting going on. It's holiday now, but Clarence is having attachment, so is jiewei and Janus. BaoShan and Yiyan is missing like always. Zara and Kelvin has work, Jiaqi and Jasmine has work): I feel abandoned:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, hope life's gonna brighten up soon! Cause Wanting, Zhaode, Weijie, Kelvin, Clarence and BaoShan's birthday is coming up soon! OMG, actually it's quite far till Shan's birthday leh:O *senses money flying*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya!On saturday, had work, like a no life-er only! ): Anyway, went home to bathe and headed to behind for dinner with mummy. Clarence came over to slack before heading out to meet Zara at Bugis. Tampines to Bugis is actually just quite near by car. Unfortunately, the GPS in the car's a bitch, a whore, who brings us round and round! We took 40 mins to get down to bugis cause it cheated us to go to safra, &amp;gt; bedok reservoir area &amp;gt; PIE &amp;gt; exit Geylang &amp;gt; Bugis. Major wtf-ness right? I know. Dessert at usual Ah Chew with Zara and love before heading back. Just a brief dessert session cause Clarence was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back was a headache cause we missed the exit, the GPS sucked too. Missed the KPE exit, so flew over to Hougang &amp;gt; chance to salvage, missed it, flew to some flyover. Then, exited PIE (Tuas) cause didn't wanna make things worse, just before exiting, i shouted not to exit. Cause i saw Sims Avenue at the back. But he exit-.- Mess all the way. Took 45 mins-.- Petrol like a free only uhh-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, headed to a flea with Zarabanana at Expo! We are usually not free kinda people. But just for cheap deals, we went down. Anyway, reached there and was really tempted to buy lotsa nonsense. Lucky controlled by Zara. Hees! After finishing our loots, we headed over to Robinsons sale. Of course we went there for Confectionaries! Heehee. Loot loot and went to disturb Michelle! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slacked at BK like 2 rich kiddos waiting for loveee to come fetch us, like a 幸福 only, i swear! Diana mini-ed! Hope the pictures turn out well leh! :/ Love came to fetch us at Expo, headed to Changi airport to eat mac while waiting for Kelvin to end work! Jiewei came down to find us. Drove over to budget terminal cause Kelvin's almost done! I was Zara's Maria man!&lt;br /&gt;*Jason, if by any chance you see this. Please tell her to behave, and dock her salary. She feeling rich recently*&lt;br /&gt;Bedok 511 at last for dinner! Shioksx only! Unfortunately no bring cammy, so no photos! ): Sent Kelvin back to Yishun before heading back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to have a list of new places to check out sia! Forever going the same place, got car also go same place, so boringsx! I shall change blogskin soon! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8682252270117941312?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8682252270117941312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8682252270117941312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8682252270117941312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8682252270117941312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-i-abandoned-this-lil-place-for.html' title='Cause your hug is a necessity'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8520814231144717957</id><published>2011-09-17T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:13:32.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only memories and regrets last forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmtmsixuZO1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things happened, no wish to mention~ Nevertheless, i'm not allowed to wash my hair today. I swear it's killing me deep down. Everyone knows i can't stand it when i don't wash my lovely hair):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed with my mummy and aunt at Nihon Mura. Super irritated with her, but after that was fine. The salmon skin with pork floss was awesome! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was texting CL. He mentioned something that i super agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Cherish who you have, cause the only things that last forever are memories and regrets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True right? Gotta agree with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note, baby's coming to pick me later! Then meet the rest. Hees! So 幸福, IKR :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8520814231144717957?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8520814231144717957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8520814231144717957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8520814231144717957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8520814231144717957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/things-happened-no-wish-to-mention.html' title='Only memories and regrets last forever'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2023992595769481570</id><published>2011-09-17T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T03:14:16.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being too close makes you wanna leave;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ld3lic1oQB1qf9ooso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading someone's blog. Emo posts all the way. Though i really dislike the person a lot, but i can feel the pain, the feeling of dying a little each time, every time a random thought of that person comes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;All i texted, was a sentence out of concern, what i received, was something that got me major annoyed. I was annoyed, but i would say i was affected. 2 days in a row, i've received fked up texts. That's it, i'm stopping there. I don't wanna get more affected than i already am. So this time, i'll wait for you to text me. Maybe you should think about how you'd feel if it were you receiving such a text. Maybe if you bother you'll see things that you don't for now. So while you're too busy and tired to text or apologise to me, you have the energy to entertain her. Alright, i get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, baby's got his license on&amp;nbsp;Monday! Heehee, i was so happy that i screamed at work! My mother called me a mad woman. But i don't care. Lalalala~ So, he took the car out yesterday to look for me, Zara, Kelvin and Jiewei at 445. Sent Jiewei home before heading to 800+ for ice cream! Happygirl92! But my dear boy is clearly worn out): Heart pain seeing him suffer at his ITP, but there's nothing i can do other than to give him a good massage every weekend. (Though i dread helping him massage, but i'm still gonna do it:/ ). When we went back, I LEFT MY PODDY IN THE CAR! Major emo-ness): Sad die me! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up, i had to travel a lonely journey to school today without my poddy, lonely journey~ ): Lesson leant, never leave poddy in the car or with unauthorised person ( = everyone else ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee! I DYED my hair! Weijie and Sufea chose the colours! So yeah, brown again. Dreading brown. But i'm dye-ing this light colour so that the next colour that i can dye is ash brown, with a tinge of green! (Y) YAY!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed with BX and Weijie, OMG, long long time since i saw that army guy. Hees! After that met up with Zaralalala and Zhaode's gang. Kim Gary for supper! Too full to eat anything. But i wanna eat Kim Gary tmr leh! Cause Zara's Cheese baked rice looked awesome just nao:/ Talking to YX on msn now. Heehee, for once, he's being nice! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2023992595769481570?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2023992595769481570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2023992595769481570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2023992595769481570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2023992595769481570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/been-reading-someones-blog.html' title='Being too close makes you wanna leave;'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8754594294961082788</id><published>2011-09-12T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:36:00.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB trip, show me you care:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9j2h8j7eY1qdbbywo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llv5prx7B81qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somehow i let everything in, i let my heart get into my head. But somehow, i don't know why. I feel like things are different. Topics starts to deplete, we have lesser to talk, we start to care less, we start to take for granted that the other party will still be there at the end of the tunnel. We start to get annoyed with each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JB trip with Fairuz and Sylvia was funnnn, i wanna go again! Forgot to upload pics! Heehee! Make you people hunnngggrrryyyy! Nevertheless, when we reached JB and boarded a cab, this stupid uncle, he got lost. But, it's not just as simple as getting lost. I think he freaking got no puiny brains. We were heading to a seafood restaurant, he drove into a private estates? Stupid much right? He U-turned out, asked for directions from a road side store. He got back in and started to drive quite fast, we thought he knew his way already. Ended up, he got lost again. This time, it was in the middle of nowhere. Hate how Malaysia like to do things half way uh. The uncle drove onto this road, there was no streetlamps, no trees, nothing at all. He just drove, halfway, there wasn't even anymore road, it's all sand alrdy. AND HE CONTINUED DRIVING. Omg, seriously dumb uncle.Then he U-turned and went onto another sandy path, ahead was a puddle of water. So he stopped in front of it and asked Fairuz how. OMG, really dumb k! He think his taxi jeep uh?! He U-turned and saw a construction site, he went in and asked for directions. Can you believe it? A taxi driver asking road side stores and construction people for directions. How much more dumb sia:/ This time, he asked my friend if wanna continue with the journey or go back JB central (the place we came from)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we arrived at the place, the cab fare was RM39, instead of the max RM20 that Fairuz usually pay when he go there. We didn't wanna pay the price. Then he started saying things like, it's not like he wanna get lost either, it's not like he would wanna cheat his own religion people. OMG, the first thing that came to my mind was: "means if it's all&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;in the cab, he'd have the intention to cheat us?!"!! So unreasonable right?! Anyway, we were too tired for all these drama, we just wanted to pay and get outta the cab. We were in the cab for 1 freaking hour getting lost-.- Saying he's stupid and unreasonable is an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the seafood area at 10pm. We were so damn hungry! We ordered crabs, prawns, omelette, veggy, 10 man tou(s), 2 rice! Ate till 12am. Food was seriously awesome! Loooooveeee the black pepper crab! The place was facing the sea! Cabbed back to JB central area, bought disc and went to the customs. We ended up being stranded there! There was no buses that was willing to send us back! Waited for damn long before a bus sent us back! Happy max! Singapore's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home, damn bo hua cab alone sia! It was like... $30): But, even the Singapore uncle know where's the place la! Wahlao eh! zzz, the uncle was damn niceeee! Heehee, At least he's friendly and even taught me some tips when going Malaysia. heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cacX7LFptlo/TmzvnD9Pv9I/AAAAAAAABgY/tz_BAWsg7XY/s1600/P1010019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cacX7LFptlo/TmzvnD9Pv9I/AAAAAAAABgY/tz_BAWsg7XY/s400/P1010019.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2ULoIYllY/Tmzvv5feoPI/AAAAAAAABgc/GxU2CGyaegw/s1600/P1010021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zG2ULoIYllY/Tmzvv5feoPI/AAAAAAAABgc/GxU2CGyaegw/s400/P1010021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ftUYUyItx2Q/TmzwtJlGG7I/AAAAAAAABg8/jiGGG6uAiww/s400/P1010049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zX_LTTTxqkw/Tmzw1HMJDzI/AAAAAAAABhA/Ify_ykIaScI/s1600/P1010050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zX_LTTTxqkw/Tmzw1HMJDzI/AAAAAAAABhA/Ify_ykIaScI/s400/P1010050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg2vDz9B6_Q/Tmzw7ftoS2I/AAAAAAAABhE/Nm4udXlSe9w/s1600/P1010051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bg2vDz9B6_Q/Tmzw7ftoS2I/AAAAAAAABhE/Nm4udXlSe9w/s400/P1010051.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7oPhLhwDVI/TmzxC5GPS3I/AAAAAAAABhI/MDMxj4wOr-s/s1600/P1010053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7oPhLhwDVI/TmzxC5GPS3I/AAAAAAAABhI/MDMxj4wOr-s/s400/P1010053.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;When i was in Malaysia, i replied you short and fast, cause i suppose that i can explain when i get back Singapore. Since i don't get reception everywhere. Eventually, i got you annoyed. When i was at the bus bay, i was panicky, i was afraid of how to explain to my mother. You know my situation. And yet, you chose to get annoyed at me too. I didn't mean to get you annoyed. After i received the text, i went quiet, i didn't know what to reply. Cause honestly, i was too lost. I had wanted you to comfort me, telling me everything was gonna be fine. I don't need solutions, i just needed comfort. I needed you to calm me down. But no, you got angry, you could have not replied at all, maybe i would have felt much better. Jasmine said it's cause you're worried, but i'm not too sure. Should i be happy if you were worried? If so, the next time you're worried, show it, say it. It wouldn't make you lose anything by saying it. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8754594294961082788?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8754594294961082788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8754594294961082788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8754594294961082788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8754594294961082788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/somehow-i-let-everything-in-i-let-my.html' title='JB trip, show me you care:/'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cacX7LFptlo/TmzvnD9Pv9I/AAAAAAAABgY/tz_BAWsg7XY/s72-c/P1010019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8611155853799476477</id><published>2011-09-11T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T00:24:50.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your hugs, my drugs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llv5p4dZQz1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;smurf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; you baby&amp;lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for wedding lunch with mummy this noon at OCBC center for my neighbour's wedding~ It was alright! My mum was saying that she's so full after the wedding while i felt okay. Simply cause i didn't know how to eat alot of dishes. So i gave all of them to my mummy. Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, took bus 10 back to tamp, lonnngggg journey! Bus home with dear boy! It's been like a week since i last saw him): ITP has snatched him away): How could this happen! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus down to DTE with Zara and Kelvin! Wanted to smurfy there, but then tickets were sold out): So, we ate justacia and headed back to Tamp to smurfy! Yaysx! Though we sat on the 4th row, but it was not exactly that near. Smurfs was good! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8611155853799476477?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8611155853799476477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8611155853799476477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8611155853799476477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8611155853799476477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-smurf-you-baby-went-for-wedding-lunch.html' title='Your hugs, my drugs.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1697947816267099907</id><published>2011-09-10T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T03:22:34.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing phase.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l8n9127TBf1qdbbywo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life's been pretty happening.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of holidays! And i'm stuck in school on Monday and Tuesday for FYP. Nevertheless, went out for dinner with Sheryl at Swensens@Holland V. Reached home pretty late:/ Then tuesday, after FYP, went to Nabins with Jiewei, Fairuz and Sylvia. Played five ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, woked up damn early to go for a job interview at Raffles place with Weijie. Emo, didn't get the job:/ Headed down to MBS to get the liquor from Yanhui. Then to Bedok for lunch and meet Nadiah and Sufea to buy food and everything needed at the BBQ. Fairuz joined us shortly followed by Sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was alright, Portobello mushroom with salt, pepper and&amp;nbsp;mozzarella&amp;nbsp;cheese by Fairuz was just heaven sent. Awesome muchsx. Drank in the night. Omg, drank quite alot i guess:/ Sabo-ed by Leon then by Fairuz. His plan was to sabo Sylvia, but i also kena. Cause we plan punishment on both sides. :/ Lesson learnt, never be beside the guys! Puked man, the taste of the vodka sucks anyway, really really love my martell much more. Martell&amp;lt;3! Stayed till 5 plus in the morning with Fairuz and Leon. Then wanted to bus home when Jiewei called and said he's coming to pick me up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, woke up in the noon, then received Sylvia's text to go JB, really is super impromptu. But we managed to make it work out! Shall elaborate on the JB trip in another post. It was awesome, but could have been much better should there not have been so much hiccups:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyp in school today again, super no life. Anyway, after that we movie marathon Fright Night, Final Destination 5 and Hoodwinked in ABE room. We made ourselves super comfortable in the sofa and watched the movie. HAHAHA, really nua like no one's business man! Home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go sleep soon, actually i'm waiting for my nails to dry. It's taking forever):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1697947816267099907?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1697947816267099907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1697947816267099907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1697947816267099907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1697947816267099907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/passing-phase.html' title='Passing phase.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8360211071815057650</id><published>2011-09-03T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:17:03.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my name = retard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln1pnxqZ9z1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Yeah, i'm one of the biggest fools on earth. Yes i am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;And yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm0yvpshN71qaobbko1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somebody kill me alright?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8360211071815057650?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8360211071815057650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8360211071815057650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8360211071815057650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8360211071815057650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/yeah-im-one-of-biggest-fools-on-earth.html' title='my name = retard'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3527577657118666055</id><published>2011-09-03T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:53:10.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm stupid, that's why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqh8oyySDV1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lmzf9jrEB21qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqobvh1Zq71qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really can't put my feelings into words right now. I guess these helped a little. Too much for me to describe. It's just.... crap feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You really don't have to go to such measures to make me be there for you. I said i would, i would.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You really don't have to pretend to be so down, just to get me to place you on the important list.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You really don't have to try so hard to fit in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You don't have to talk so much bad things about them just to make me feel like they are really horrible for treating you like this, resulting in me wanting to do more for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You really don't have to take sides, no one needed you to take sides.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You really don't have to make me feel so pathetic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You make me feel like a total retarded idiot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably the last few to realize that my true concerns were being taken for granted, my willingness to go the extra mile is taken as a way to play a prank on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;And my trust for you is eventually the source of my own misery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3527577657118666055?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3527577657118666055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3527577657118666055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3527577657118666055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3527577657118666055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-stupid-thats-why.html' title='I&apos;m stupid, that&apos;s why.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3808455177767981608</id><published>2011-09-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T22:36:53.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318635_10150298760757080_554382079_7890709_4916454_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, honestly, there are lots of things that are on my mind right now:/ Don't even know where to start:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara's birthday wasn't exactly a blast. But i enjoyed the company while it lasted. I'm sure everyone did(:&lt;br /&gt;But somehow my mind was pretty occupied i must say. I suppose at some point Zara could tell :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i'm happy that yanz is back with us! Like at last i see his cute face again! :P Anyone knows that i'm kinda obsessed with his facial expressions cause it's sooooo cute, heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, mind blank now. Shall update when i sort out my thoughts:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3808455177767981608?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3808455177767981608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3808455177767981608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3808455177767981608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3808455177767981608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-last-okay-honestly-there-are-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8158282625111589279</id><published>2011-08-29T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:44:06.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're who we thought we weren't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj4gea0AOY1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln3df78n081qbpwzeo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid someday i'd be replaced, someday you'll&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;that there are much more people out there that are worthy of your unconditional love and concern. Someone who wouldn't throw her temper at you. Someone who wouldn't keep you out each time she feels threatens, that you have to end up finding a way back in. Someone whom you wouldn't need to constantly assure her on who she is to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljp8349QXg1qf7jbio1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I've become one of them.&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/24521802-8158282625111589279?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8158282625111589279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8158282625111589279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8158282625111589279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8158282625111589279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-afraid-someday-id-be-replaced.html' title='We&apos;re who we thought we weren&apos;t.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2334367806429585049</id><published>2011-08-29T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:43:41.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljmzpcwMTm1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an ice princess. I never said i wasn't. That's what my brothers called me since i was younger. I can be totally&amp;nbsp;nonchalant about something, even if it's hurting me so much deep down. I can hate someone so much, even if it means to say that the person is of blood relation to me.&amp;nbsp;Yes, i'm a cold blooded person. I can have no emotions. I can keep you out of my world if i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when someone tears down my protective layer, i'm someone totally different. I can cry for you because you mean something to me. I will let my guard down. I will do anything for you even if i know you're just taking advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llljmalKH61qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, i build up another layer of ice within myself. I learnt how to hurt others before they can do so to me. I will bring them down before they do so to me. When i sense that i'm about to be forsaken, about to be taken advantage of, i will, hurt you before i feel hurt by you. I'll say hurtful things without any qualms. I will push you away, get you off my back, just so that i won't feel painful when you leave me eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln8tt0JqUJ1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i do have my weak moments too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2334367806429585049?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2334367806429585049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2334367806429585049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2334367806429585049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2334367806429585049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-ice-princess.html' title='Ice Princess'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3063060551246060403</id><published>2011-08-10T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:53:35.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lllk3u56Na1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3063060551246060403?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3063060551246060403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3063060551246060403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3063060551246060403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3063060551246060403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4378953202040418861</id><published>2011-08-09T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T23:22:41.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnnomoLrcA1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a long day at school. I swear man. MBS, then LP. Richard Chang really is pro. We asked him for concentration area, he say he will go through tmr(which is today). He really think he cute, who wanna come school on National Day? End up, he just briefly went through. Cause he was not prepared yet-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca&amp;amp;C is boring as usual! Starbucks treat by Weijie during lunch break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/367521569.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1312901906&amp;amp;Signature=0%2Bbi1mYO15n%2B9e34TrBDL4BqfcI%3D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to library with Sylvia after class attempting to study. Ended up, we were locked in the room! Omgsx, wtf sia! Thanks to someone before us who broke the handle-.- Shit them sia, srsly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/367601255.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJF3XCCKACR3QDMOA&amp;amp;Expires=1312902353&amp;amp;Signature=YCYcN8OBT3a0Md1MsBDFDcqLxH4%3D" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;can't rotate photo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended up, Sylvia called Patrick to come save us by helping us open the door. It couldn't be opened-.- They called the front office, the technician, the service personnnel, all can't open. The one with the key also can't open!! We like 2 idiots sitting inside the room waiting for someone to come rescue us): Finally when the door opened, we like super happy bird92. Faster get out of the library, so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack at spectrum and left around 6.20 to head down to timbre to meet Jiewei and Janus! (:&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed there, major fighting session, trained down to bugis and walked to Haji Lane looking for Nabina! Suddenly someone came and walk beside us, FAIRUZ! LOLOLOL, can you believe it? Stand at the roadside and talk for 30-45 minutes?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over Nabina~ Jiewei and Sylvia shisha-ed while Janus and I chit chat! I did take a few puffs~ Scared my breath or clothes stink of the smell. Ended up, Sylvia went to open a bottle of Martell :O Kinda unexpected sia! Anyway, keep drinking. I also don't know why. Maybe cause i keep thinking of things that i don't exactly wanna be thinking? Ohwell. Shan't go into think-too-much state~ lalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we left the place pretty late:/ Ended up, even with the extended train and bus hours, we couldn't board the bus~ Watched it pass us by:O So, we took a cab back to jiewei's house. Then, Janus( who didn't drink, except a few sips of a beer at timbre), drove Sylvia back to her house! Which is at... Bukit Gombak?! Like one end to the other sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back Tamp, park the car, walked to 201 to drink my teh O iced! Bestttt! Then love accompany me walk homeeee:D Reach home kena scolded like no tmr): But it's all worth it! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4378953202040418861?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4378953202040418861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4378953202040418861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4378953202040418861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4378953202040418861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/yesterday-was-long-day-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-127309266004332537</id><published>2011-08-07T03:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T04:05:53.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Carl Jung&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3qWwJsWxvE/Tj2dzdxEMpI/AAAAAAAABgU/kBa8smLKMQI/s1600/hmm3+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3qWwJsWxvE/Tj2dzdxEMpI/AAAAAAAABgU/kBa8smLKMQI/s640/hmm3+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re like a fire fly, a spark, a glow, a match in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Be thankful for what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don't have, you &amp;nbsp;will never, ever have enough.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Oprah Winfrey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for you guys, loving you guys always. For being there when i need you, for going through shits with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Janus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we always end up arguing, i know you're concerned. You might be annoying with your naggings at times, but when you're not there, somehow it just doesn't feel right): It's as though there's something missing:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jiewei&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're an asshole. But i still love you! You know me so well, but i know nuts about you, that makes myself sadder than you are:/ You're always there for me with the comfort that i need, lovessss! &amp;lt;3 ! Probably can't live without you):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Clarence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveeeee darling! Need say more? Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Zara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinkywinky! You're annoying at times, but we can get annoying together! Without you in my life, I'll be hell in a mess! Thankful i have you with me, understanding me. You and Jiaqi like that best people in my life that i can ever have! &amp;lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;JiaQi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sotonggggg~ Thanks for always tolerating me! Sometimes feel like killing you thanks to your blurness! Gives us reasons to bully you! Love maxx! Can't live without youuuuuuu, ever&amp;lt;3 Muacksxsx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much loves! So much more memories to be created with you all &amp;lt;3 ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-127309266004332537?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/127309266004332537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=127309266004332537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/127309266004332537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/127309266004332537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/meeting-of-two-personalities-is-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3qWwJsWxvE/Tj2dzdxEMpI/AAAAAAAABgU/kBa8smLKMQI/s72-c/hmm3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5705026091730946300</id><published>2011-08-07T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T01:58:14.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lja1v0NH7b1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we gotta learn this. Not everyone's gonna be there till the very end. Someday when it's time, they'll leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Just accept the fact, people leave"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5705026091730946300?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5705026091730946300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5705026091730946300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5705026091730946300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5705026091730946300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/guess-we-gotta-learn-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8699982682179423592</id><published>2011-08-05T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T01:11:50.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause you mean so much to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llg1qeKeoW1qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loq4pz9ZzC1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljbw1lU7FA1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this 3 pictures just totally speaks how i feel. Many people come and go. Close girlfriends, guy friends. How many actually stay? Like what Peiyun used to say, for some people, there's just an expiry date to the friendship. Time's up and poof they're gone. Some never really left, just probably left on the shelf, until the day they need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i'm scared of trusting people, or trusting close guy friends. In fact, i trust them so much:/ They know sooooo much about me. But sometimes, fate only allows us to walk to a certain point. There isn't even a clear reason why we grew apart. And now, there's always this awkwardness that we can't cross. We used to know each other so well, now we're like strangers. Wanting to talk, but things just don't work out the same anymore. And i'm too afraid to step up, cause it'll make me look like an idiot trying to act close, when i don't even know what's going through in their world. While they don't know what i'm going through either. There's just the mental barrier that i myself can't cross:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, i'm more afraid than ever to trust. To trust my secrets, to trust my tinny winny heart with him. Cause this time, he's capable of crushing me to pieces.&amp;nbsp;I'm afraid to ruin everything that i have right now.&amp;nbsp;Cause i'm scared i might just rely on him too much that i don't know when to stop relying. I'm afraid that i might get used to being pampered like a little princess.I'm scared that one day when he leaves me like all the others, i'm left open. I'm scared that when he gets so close, he'll realize that i'm so weak inside. I'm worried that when he sees through me, I can't even hide anymore. I can't even retract back into my safety little bubble. I'm too afraid that when we get too close, i can't handle it when you leave. Everyone else, i had my piece of reserve. With you, i want to remain that piece, apparently, sometimes i feel like you can tear all my facade down. You can tell apart when i'm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to care, but i don't want you to care. I want you to let me rely on, to pamper me like your little princess and yet, never leave. For you, i can tear down my facade, i can allow you into my little safety bubble. But yet, i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;All cause i'm afraid of the pain and the price that comes with this comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me you'll be there till the very end.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8699982682179423592?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8699982682179423592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8699982682179423592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8699982682179423592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8699982682179423592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/cause-you-mean-so-much-to-me.html' title='Cause you mean so much to me'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5765812584689771386</id><published>2011-08-05T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T00:37:14.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>This year, i would say, it's a year where i have no plans on my birthday, nothing at all. But i'm happy. Just cause my lovely friends are here with me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter-ed with Jiewei, Zara and Kelvin on saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;Steamboat on Sunday evening with lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, after butter, i stayed over at jiewei's house, all the way till 2pm, i went home, changed and went out to meet Jiaqi and Minsan. Think imma pro man! Cause i slept less then... 2 hrs? And i got woken up in the early morning on saturday:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures shall talk! Cause i'm sleepy actually):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/262852_10150272550372080_554382079_7642029_8054935_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to put this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/198750_10150272550402080_554382079_7642030_1193284_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Macroons from qiii! &amp;lt;3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215189_10150272550437080_554382079_7642031_1217762_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Insane kartriders. Tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/284451_10150272550587080_554382079_7642036_5272524_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New way of eating pork yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223043_10150272551222080_554382079_7642051_2106325_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Much loves class! &amp;lt;3! Thanks sylvia in particular! The annoying one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/285072_10150272551432080_554382079_7642056_1754457_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big Bird wants to fly like a G6!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/262559_10150272552162080_554382079_7642073_1298611_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say hi to the diana mini!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/281872_10150272553282080_554382079_7642098_7747500_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215130_10150272553082080_554382079_7642093_3493863_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/223774_10150272553022080_554382079_7642092_7362549_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/282020_10150272553142080_554382079_7642094_1800616_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Chewwww at last with darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5765812584689771386?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5765812584689771386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5765812584689771386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5765812584689771386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5765812584689771386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4461220901541268876</id><published>2011-07-29T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T00:29:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_llcjtiNUK51qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;youstupidirritatingevilthatkeepscallingmealittledevil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;evenjasminecallsmealittledevilnow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px; font-style: italic;"&gt;bullymeandimakesureyouliarliarpantsonfireburnuntilchaota!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;scoldmecrazyandiwillkickyouintowoodbridgeandyoucantcrossthebridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cutallyourkboxsongsuntilyougotnoxiongmei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stopsayingthatitalkgotnosenseokayitalkgotsenseisyoudontunderstand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;onedollargotthreetriessoigotirritateyouforthepriceofonedollar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youknowyoulovemeverymuchsostopcallingmelittledeviltoactyigealright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;dontmakemepostupallyourdrawingsoverhereokay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Onecomplimentarypicforyoubelow(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youwannaslapmehowcanyouitreatyousogood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youslapmeionedollarthreetriesthreebonushitsfrommetoyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-style: italic;"&gt;awwwhowsweetcanigetlikeseriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youwannapukewaitigetplasticbagforyouokay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;butcantguranteegotnoholes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seeimsuchanicepersonawww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333399; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;youaresuchanevilboyboytryingtohidebehindanangelscirclet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333399; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;suchaliar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: italic;"&gt;BOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;I used to type this to a particular someone. I guess i miss him now. Each time i think of him, it gets a little sour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4461220901541268876?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4461220901541268876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4461220901541268876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4461220901541268876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4461220901541268876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/youstupidirritatingevilthatkeepscalling.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5870907145326303998</id><published>2011-07-28T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T23:50:25.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause seeing you makes the world go round</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljd3lblaiY1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Went out with Hunnypie on Wednesday! &lt;b&gt;Happygirlmax_92!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was crap that day, i swearrrrr, stupid presentation was kinda incomplete. My whole group was late. LOLOLOL, Fairuz the idiot, cheated my feelings by telling me he's not coming to class when he was already nearing class. Asshole. Gave me a panic attack for like 10seconds. Asshole. Anyway, we were so desperate that we told Sylvia to wait outside the class so that we can drag time, no need present yet. Thank god we finished in time. Tsk, see what last minute work does! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Orchard with Clarence cause he wanted to buy something in order to use up his voucher, we spent quite awhile in Robinson trying to get something. Ended up, he settled for a FCUK jacket. Starting i said it was ugly, so it made him think very very long. Ended up i say it's nice and... off he goes to the cashier counter~ Lalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i say this uber cute shirt, so i made him try it on. Awwwww! So freaking cuteeee max! Heehee! Couldn't resist taking a few photos&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hP026oV819k/TjF-7HUsu9I/AAAAAAAABgA/8aBHn5GYVvQ/s1600/P1000402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hP026oV819k/TjF-7HUsu9I/AAAAAAAABgA/8aBHn5GYVvQ/s400/P1000402.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, we stopped by to eat Cold Stone. That day, they were arguing on the bus if it's cold stone or cold rock. Both shops apparently exists, only to realise that Cold Stone is the popular oneeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vxUKtuYaCY/TjF_E6JRokI/AAAAAAAABgE/QICLQOxPtGM/s1600/P1000405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5vxUKtuYaCY/TjF_E6JRokI/AAAAAAAABgE/QICLQOxPtGM/s400/P1000405.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMZcYiGD4GY/TjF_NB-u4CI/AAAAAAAABgI/YM3AYNhR_l4/s1600/P1000406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMZcYiGD4GY/TjF_NB-u4CI/AAAAAAAABgI/YM3AYNhR_l4/s400/P1000406.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HUOZEQ28Abc/TjF_UmvfkWI/AAAAAAAABgM/FsdETFtQP6U/s1600/P1000415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HUOZEQ28Abc/TjF_UmvfkWI/AAAAAAAABgM/FsdETFtQP6U/s400/P1000415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't really think it's that nice leh, quite over rated leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Far east after that to find my flats! Found it at last! Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;Met up with zarabanana after that for dinner! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking which to get, where to go:/ Feel soooooo lost!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5870907145326303998?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5870907145326303998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5870907145326303998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5870907145326303998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5870907145326303998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/went-out-with-hunnypie-on-wednesday.html' title='Cause seeing you makes the world go round'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hP026oV819k/TjF-7HUsu9I/AAAAAAAABgA/8aBHn5GYVvQ/s72-c/P1000402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-9147490637512961901</id><published>2011-07-23T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T23:22:52.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgimdrfjsG1qb1tlno1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Instead of seeing me as just someone that they can take advantage of. Take my kindness for granted. There's a limit to my patience. I can be there for you when you truly need me. But stop taking it for granted that i'd be there to always clear up your shit. I'm not your cleaner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;That being said, i don't think you even give a shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Afterall i'm just someone you come to when others can't be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-9147490637512961901?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/9147490637512961901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=9147490637512961901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9147490637512961901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9147490637512961901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/instead-of-seeing-me-as-just-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-9378944567849447</id><published>2011-07-21T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T00:02:44.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll2vgcxzwo1qaobbko1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So much for a Happy Monthsary.&lt;/i&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/24521802-9378944567849447?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/9378944567849447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=9378944567849447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9378944567849447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9378944567849447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-much-for-happy-monthsary.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4830181059651097902</id><published>2011-07-20T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:03:57.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljfc06OYyY1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;So much in my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I disappointed you, yet i couldn't even say a thing to defend myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;You don't know how it feels like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;You don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;You don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4830181059651097902?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4830181059651097902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4830181059651097902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4830181059651097902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4830181059651097902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-much-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2238380876143987219</id><published>2011-07-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:47:45.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnqo5zDnCo1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i don't understand why do i have to live up to people's expectations, do what they tell me to. I get people telling me what i should do, what i must do, why can't i do things otherwise. Why can't i just do things that way i please to do it. Seriously, don't tell me who i am. And, initially, i thought we were more important than this. I see what we mean to you. I just don't see and feel things in the same way as it does. Maybe staying apart and keeping a part to myself was much better than this. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I'll be fine, we'll just keep the memories and the best parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Love you always. xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2238380876143987219?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2238380876143987219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2238380876143987219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2238380876143987219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2238380876143987219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/sometimes-i-dont-understand-why-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2188294510067832395</id><published>2011-07-18T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:09:56.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunkards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo44526SQb1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with ZhenBang and Ricky to have lunch! Mac for lunch, what an awesome lunch! Headed to buy stingray at NTUC, marinated it when i got home. Usually the uncle will remove one side of the side, but this time, the uncle didn't! So, yeah, FML. I had to spend so much time and effort removing the skin. Tsk! Wonder if people even appreciate it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Saturday:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to buy food with people. I felt so out of place. So, don't belong there. No one from my clique came and help me. Clarence was playing maple. Seriously, fuck maple okay. Met with kind of shits. They are not the usual kind of people to think in the appropriate manner i suppose? I just didn't like being there. Headed down to Clarence's house after that. Felt much better after i saw Janus and Wenyong. It's like a relief. Afterall that's where my safety bubble belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janus set up fire, i cooked. They sat around. Honestly, i dislike people who don't contribute. Don't misunderstand, i'm not pointing fingers. Just, thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking in the night, Ricky kept giving Zhenbangb shots.Don't feel like elaborating much. Cause it wasn't entirely an awesome night. Just, so many things to worry, so much constraints. Maybe it's cause we're with a bunch of people that we were not too comfortable with. Anyway, headed up to Clarence's house cause it looked like was gonna pour. Then, Zhenbang got high, He getting high i can understand. But, when others around him can't control him, then it's a downright disturbance to other people's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to the swimming pool area when they were getting way too noisy. Eventually, we were chased away by the security before we even started drinking. Zhenbang puked into the drain by the pool. Q walked in the other pool. Qi had a headache due to drinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Split our ways and headed to Clarence's house while they went over to Benson's house. Zara was right, we should have split up right from the start. If it weren't for Ricky who wanted to drink together, we prolly would have split. Then i probably wouldn't even have to seek your thoughts in regards to me bringing Q down-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texas with the guys, while the rest slept. Ganged up to make Janus drunk:P it was as though we hit jackpot. However, we had to endure with his nonsensical disturbance to all of us. *Sigh* Mac breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home in the morning at around 9! Slept at around 12-1. Woke at 4. Seriously sleep deprived! But, anything for HP! Sorta late for the movie cause we were off schedule:/ So we rushed here and there. But we managed to make in just in time. Really is just in time:D Jiewei was late though):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie, Lai Lai @ Liang Seah Street! It was supposed to be Ah Chew dessert! ): Headed home after that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Ohhh, not forgetting WenYong's classic Solar bear! The bear runs on solar powers! So cute! I can imagine the bear! hohoho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2188294510067832395?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2188294510067832395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2188294510067832395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2188294510067832395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2188294510067832395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-met-up-with-zhenbang-and-ricky.html' title='Drunkards.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6201754103402713972</id><published>2011-07-13T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T00:26:16.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walls or Bridges?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhye7pjnI61qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;People build walls because it's just piling up pieces of bricks, nothing much. Don't even have to worry about it crashing down, cause it hardly happens. People don't build bridges cause it takes time and effort to reach to the other end. You need 2 parties building the bridge in order for it to work. It one fails to, the bridge falls apart, comes crashing down, entirely. Moreover, you need to maintain the bridge regularly to make sure it doesn't rust and crash. So tell me, why would anyone even want to build bridges?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Weijie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it totally true, Weijie told me this after seeing the quote above. Why do we bother building bridges? Sometimes we get tired building it, maintaining it. It's such a chore! But we can't possibly all live in solitary? We all hurt people, people come and go. Cause there's no such thing as an entry ticket to a person's life. You can barge in when you like, and make your disappearing act as and when you please. Just wished that sometimes, you could tell if the person is here to stay or not. So you wouldn't have to waste time entertaining them, putting in feelings and effort, only to find them disappearing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these few days have been tiring. I'm just so tired, God knows why. Ohwell, been hanging out with a friend whom i'm glad came back. I'm open to friends, i tend to give too much, tell too much, fall too hard. I need a god damn-ed bubble to myself. Seriously. Sometimes it gets scary when the past comes catching up with you, for the good and for the worse. But it sure felt nice when these memories fill us up. Makes me feel like we could go on indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go sleep soon and post more on another day. Been real lazy these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a side note, really *cross finger* hope that Baby passes his driving! &amp;lt;3 !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6201754103402713972?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6201754103402713972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6201754103402713972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6201754103402713972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6201754103402713972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/walls-or-bridges.html' title='Walls or Bridges?'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4606659961228549664</id><published>2011-07-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:29:00.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want to blog, but i'm tired! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Guess i'll just wait another day then i blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Till then, Miss me! &amp;lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4606659961228549664?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4606659961228549664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4606659961228549664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4606659961228549664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4606659961228549664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-want-to-blog-but-im-tired-guess-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7552503091914007288</id><published>2011-07-06T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T18:19:38.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When annoyingness gets the better of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljoud4GAfA1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons before 9am are never my thing, i swear. Lesson at 8.30 today, i woke up at 7.45! Naiseeee. I took my own sweet time to prepare and drag myself to school. Ended up, sat beside elle and started talking about East Spring Primary people! The world is soooooo small. Jiewei&amp;nbsp;recognizes&amp;nbsp;her, she recognizes him! Her way of identifying him is super classic. Heehee! Shan't post here, later Jiewei paiseh. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Clarence at station after class ended~ While taking the train back, i wanted to rest on his shoulders. But seriously, i think my beloved is getting more annoying by the days. He didn't wanna let me rest, so, he started tickling my leg. When i held his hands, he'll use another hand, then use his bag strap. Oh, seriously, from queenstown all the way to simei keep annoying me man! So i asked him when does he keep annoying me. He told me he needed some self entertainment-.- IF HE WANTED SELF-ENTERTAINMENT, SHOULDN'T HE BE MAKING HIMSELF?! &lt;b&gt;Where's the logic yo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the train for Simei to Tampines, he swore he won't disturb me. I think he thinks he's very cute! One station, HOW TO REST?! OMGSXSXSX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched at Mac and roam-ed around. I found the hokkaido cookies that Lennie used to buy for us from hokkaido! But, it's like... super ex! $27.80 for 18 pcs, it's super nice! But had to resist it! ): While walking home, bumped into AKY, that Chao Keng warrior. He's on "leave" till Tuesday. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home to nua! Shall blog later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah, btw, kinda hate the new blogger template sometimes cause it's soooo restrictive, like no transparency settings. So, i hate to manually applied transparency to the bg photo so that it doesn't look sooooo outstanding. And i realised my font size was wayyyyy bigger than usual, no wonder it looked weird! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7552503091914007288?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7552503091914007288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7552503091914007288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7552503091914007288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7552503091914007288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/lessons-before-9am-are-never-my-thing-i.html' title='When annoyingness gets the better of you.'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3758050016839728102</id><published>2011-07-05T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:40:12.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To your advantage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljzqv1t6NU1qf7jbio1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Nods! Recently, someone told me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"Eh, Arina! Whenever i want _____, i comfirm will think of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Seriously, i feel disappointed in this sentence. It's cause this person will only think of me when the person wants something that is obviously to his advantage? I have to do other shitsx, while they only rip the benefits of it. Like what the hell? I'm like the sparetire? I'm like being taken advantage of? Nope, i don't know how to feel like I'm the candle and they only come to me in the dark. I don't like being taken advantage of. I'm nice to my friends, so i hope they don't make us of the kindness to take advantages. Obviously, that is clearly impossible. I mean, with someone around that is so good to take advantage of, who wouldn't?! I like the one clearing shitsx.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, changed my blogger background! I think it's pretty much screwed up! But, just deal with it, it won't be long before i change again. LOLOLOL, I can't stand living with the same background forever! I loved my previous bg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's a retard as always. Richard is still not done with the papers, not that i really care actually, i'm just curious about my marks, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to cool down before meeting up an old friend! (like i very old like that). Love those good old times. Despite all the disputes, all the up(s) and down(s), i still think that some friends, we'll be on their side afterall. I may have missed out alot, but we can catch up on the details!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when walking home, walked under the MRT track, damnnnnnn unlucky! Don't know what shit drop on my clothes, i strongly believe it's part of a bird shit. Oh man, fuck this shit seriously. Gross shit. Okay, shall stop this shitting shit:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go sleep soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3758050016839728102?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3758050016839728102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3758050016839728102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3758050016839728102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3758050016839728102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/07/nods-recently-someone-told-me-eh-arina.html' title='To your advantage'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8202013962080452218</id><published>2011-06-29T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T23:34:39.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tuNl1fYPlyo/TgtC0kjbWGI/AAAAAAAABdg/_yQNPdOFCp4/s1600/handwrittenheart.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tuNl1fYPlyo/TgtC0kjbWGI/AAAAAAAABdg/_yQNPdOFCp4/s1600/handwrittenheart.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, today's a stupid-ttm day. First, we were supposed to meet at 10 at Tampines MRT, majority of us reached at 10.15, wanted to wait for Fairuz, Ended up we waited, but we left first. Took 37 down, walked awhile before we saw the Hedges Park Condo boarding, then we walked towards it, only to find out that, it's only the boarding-.- The showroom is at somewhere further down! -.- F our lives, seriously! Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Decided to hail a cab to cab down instead, there's like 5 of us, so Taxi(s) won't take us): Then lucky us! There was a 7-seater cab! We headed back to fetch Fairuz from the bus stop, then cabbed down to the Showroom. The moment we boarded the cab, Sheryl called and said that lesson's over. We were like.. -.- thanks. Anyway, we still headed down in the end, stayed for less than 30 mins and.. off we go! Bus-ed back to Tamp and ate Pastamania with my dear classmates! Dearest came over to find meee&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Walked around after that! Stomachache again! ): Kept going to the looloo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Home and nua, talked on the phone with dearest and he's being unusually annoying. He keeps going on and on with the &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999;"&gt;" What's wrong with you?" "I don't know" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999;"&gt; "Toothpick"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He kept saying &lt;b&gt;"What's wrong with you"&lt;/b&gt; cause i asked him that question when he was making alot of stupid NOISES. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then he started with the &lt;b&gt;" I don't know"&lt;/b&gt; himself, he'll ask &lt;b&gt;"What's wrong with you?"&lt;/b&gt;, then answer it himself with &lt;b&gt;"I don't know?"&lt;/b&gt; RETARDED RIGHT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then he said &lt;b&gt;"Toothpick"&lt;/b&gt; cause it sounded like &lt;b&gt;"Toopid"&lt;/b&gt; when said fast and over the phone. RETARD BOYFRIEND! I think he just likes annoying me-.- So, i went to spam on his Facebook wall to show him my annoyingness. He deleted all of them! ): Luckily i'm smart enough!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;TADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTkIKNSwywQ/TgtC75TnutI/AAAAAAAABdo/EE7DYWqG2S8/s1600/spammmm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VTkIKNSwywQ/TgtC75TnutI/AAAAAAAABdo/EE7DYWqG2S8/s640/spammmm.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Smart right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nua-ing~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mummy bought Salted crab and fried kway teow home from JB! Okay okay only, Black Pepper crabbbb soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;JB soon! Mummy says okay to go! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zYuXi6Opqs/TgtC2WAgWWI/AAAAAAAABdk/pwNQV9Kly0Q/s1600/in+your+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9zYuXi6Opqs/TgtC2WAgWWI/AAAAAAAABdk/pwNQV9Kly0Q/s400/in+your+face.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Saw this while i was watching drama and someone commented. LOL! Instant SS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8202013962080452218?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8202013962080452218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8202013962080452218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8202013962080452218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8202013962080452218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-todays-stupid-ttm-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tuNl1fYPlyo/TgtC0kjbWGI/AAAAAAAABdg/_yQNPdOFCp4/s72-c/handwrittenheart.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7552772759566500613</id><published>2011-06-28T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T00:31:16.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj013zUiUZ1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly dawned upon me that, a year ago, on this day, I remembered spending the day at downtown east with Clarence. Then, BaiXiang called me to go down to YenChing's birthday! It was at east coast park, Baixiang got the place wrong and landed himself and Shafiqah at Pasir Ris Park. Thank god, he met us and we headed down to Jasmine's place together and she drove down(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and we sort of felt out of place, remember want-ing to get a drink, but stores nearby are all closed and the vending machine was a total bitch. Had a stroll along the pavement with everyone, making lots of noise like some mad woman. HAHAHA, miss those good ol' days:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i remember BaiXiang disliking Clarence cause of some reasons:S ( shan't say it here! ) But it's heartwarming to know that i have a brotherrrr like him(: Miss him much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random to the max post, just thankful that beloved is still by me till today, and that good friends are reallllyyyy hard to come by(: &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7552772759566500613?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7552772759566500613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7552772759566500613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7552772759566500613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7552772759566500613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7986816084516458025</id><published>2011-06-27T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T23:46:23.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll6nkwpl9Q1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ohwell, was supposed to have blogged on Thursday night after i get back. But drag, drag and drag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Neeways, Back from Genting with Jiaqi, Zara and Jasmine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We left on Tuesday, came back on thursday. It was just a short getaway trip, nothing much actually. Just that we shopped at Padini like idkhowmanytimes. Cause only clothings from that shop are probably nicer? Okay, actually we went in Bum City lotsa times. But we remember Padini more cause the spotlights there, *shakes head* Buay tahan man! One shop i don't know how many spotlights must they have man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Food there is not very nice): Standards kinda dropped, alot. And, Zara and I didn't get to eat our wanton mee): Maybe we should have really stuck to the plans of&amp;nbsp;separating&amp;nbsp;up from Jiaqi and Jasmine to go eat it! Since they were sooooo persistent on eating their mac breakfast which turned out to be nothing like Singapore's! Hotcakes with Sasuage ftw! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Didn;t take like tons of pictures): Kinda upsetting on that part, but then again, we can always have another getaway trip, correct? @Zara Wong, @Jasmineganhy, @SuperJiaqi ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Anyway, Clarence came over to slack with me on Friday(: Nua-ed cause I had to wait for the uncle to come fix the toilet door. Ended up, the uncle never came-.- Make me miss my Sakae sushi! ): Dinner in the night with Zhaode, Nadiah and ChiaChang! Followed by supper at Zara's area with Zara, Zann, Jason, Michelle and Jiewei. Everyone bring sister, so i must bring a brother along too:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Met up with Clarence again on Saturday! Was supposed to walk around in the noon and then he'll have to head off in the evening to go study. Ended up, his friend ps-ed him. So we roamed ehub and headed over to JW's hse to slackkkkkk:D Fishing Joy ftw! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Dinner at Western Food, Zara joined us for supper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Ohno, after i got home, it was bad bad bad): Tummy upset, i couldn't sleep the entire night, Vomited, Diarrhea (idk how to spell). Anyway, it was a bad bad night, I thought everything was over once i can fall asleep. God knows when i woke up in the morning, i was feeling horrible as ever, feeling of puking! Laid in bed the entire day, all i ate was 5 spoons of porridge, a cup of tea. ): Fever in the night. Oh, just plain horrible!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Today, feeling better in the noon alrdy, in the morning still had major backaches): School tmr): So not looking forward! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7986816084516458025?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7986816084516458025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7986816084516458025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7986816084516458025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7986816084516458025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/ohwell-was-supposed-to-have-blogged-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5214138599007859497</id><published>2011-06-21T01:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:44:25.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkvdpdohb11qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gonna leave this town for a little getaway&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;with my dear girls&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;Zara &amp;amp; Jiaqi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;amp; Jasmine too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shall be back on thursday with a long post with lotsa photos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Miss me while i'm away&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5214138599007859497?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5214138599007859497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5214138599007859497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5214138599007859497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5214138599007859497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/gonna-leave-this-town-for-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4579188930864608675</id><published>2011-06-19T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T04:13:02.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkakmntUaO1qgxj2oo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rot-at-home day initally. But, was awoken by my mother from my slumber to help her head down to TM to change a stupid luggage. Then, she made me pick a luggage by myself. It's like asking a total idiot about luggage to buy a luggage! I seriously don't know what to pick man! Anyway, i spent damn long, ALONE, trying to pick a stupid luggage. I found one at last that fulfills my requirements! Happy! Got a pierre cardin luggage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, last night when meeting michelle, she passed this to meee:D Aww, how sweet right! It's actually a chocolate! She gave the alphabet C, J and A.&lt;br /&gt;A- Arina&lt;br /&gt;C -Clarence&lt;br /&gt;J - Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;But i threatened to give it to Jiewei since we were tgt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNMCJkW8gAw/Tf0FHSKh6MI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ueh_6qtLKkM/s1600/P1050631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNMCJkW8gAw/Tf0FHSKh6MI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ueh_6qtLKkM/s320/P1050631.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, new polishes from the other time! Look at my favourite color! Okay, the flash made the colour not very obvious): But, lovelovelove!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3NHdaF2c-E/Tf0FBU-8R-I/AAAAAAAABdM/XohhpwGIYS4/s1600/P1050628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X3NHdaF2c-E/Tf0FBU-8R-I/AAAAAAAABdM/XohhpwGIYS4/s320/P1050628.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uWaRsF6arwI/Tf0FOT7uReI/AAAAAAAABdU/rR1zlfr5ZpM/s1600/P1050649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uWaRsF6arwI/Tf0FOT7uReI/AAAAAAAABdU/rR1zlfr5ZpM/s320/P1050649.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, my passport cover that i finally decided to use! It's the same colour as my previous Guy Lorache wallet! Whiteeeee! I loveeeee white wallets, but they get dirty easily): Anyway, i love my passport holder! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-STU7BU2Uzfk/Tf0FQ1yf9KI/AAAAAAAABdY/CHuGWHnLmmA/s1600/P10506441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-STU7BU2Uzfk/Tf0FQ1yf9KI/AAAAAAAABdY/CHuGWHnLmmA/s320/P10506441.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9x32Ckwae4w/Tf0FS_HqlgI/AAAAAAAABdc/mrl98Y027-Q/s1600/P10506452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9x32Ckwae4w/Tf0FS_HqlgI/AAAAAAAABdc/mrl98Y027-Q/s320/P10506452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And tada! Painted my nails again! Finally! Navy blue with fairy dust! :D Err, but i made lotsa mistakes): Thankfully it's not obvious! Okay, i didn't realise that it's already 4 am! I should go to bed like naoooo! ): Cause my dad just came into my room and act-ed cute-.-&lt;br /&gt;Nights world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4579188930864608675?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4579188930864608675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4579188930864608675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4579188930864608675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4579188930864608675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/today-was-rot-at-home-day-initally.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNMCJkW8gAw/Tf0FHSKh6MI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ueh_6qtLKkM/s72-c/P1050631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8929178203159191717</id><published>2011-06-19T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T03:08:15.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headed down to school to do FYP yesterday. The unfortunate thing is that our lecturer did not come by to check on us. Cause we had to get her approval before proceeding ahead. It's annoying since she keeps changing our plans for FYP :/ We didn't manage to last doing it for long. We started playing after an hour or 2. Just fooling around and twitter-ing away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed down to Bedok 85 with Clarence, Jiewei and Michelle for BaChorMee and HaoJian! Jason joined us shortly after we started eating. Durian after that. The uncle not friendly at all one man! Jason was like joking around with the uncle and i think the uncle sorta got angry after awhile? Usually i thought Durian uncle(s) are quite jokey one? Anyway, they kept asking me want this or that. I really don't know! All the time, i always only eat durians at home when my daddy buys back. After yesterday, it just proved i'm still a daddy/mummy's girl when it comes to durians): The guys bought 2 packets of Durian @ $9 each. And had a packet of durians free. I kept asking them how come got free one. But they just kept shoving and telling me it's for me. Even though i'm an idiot, i know for sure theirs is like the much better ones than mine-.- They just kept asking me telling me that the "free" packet is for me. Seriously, i got irritated. I mean, can't you just tell when i'm still asking nicely. I thought Jason should understand this well-.- When they were halfway through, Clarence asked if i wanted theirs, i refused flatly. Actually i wanted. But i was just too irritated to even take theirs. Since they claimed so much that the "free" durians is for me, then i shall just stick with my durians. They gave me 2 really small pieces, the difference in taste was really... major.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, when they were splitting the bill, what the hell, i had to pay the same as them-.- Seriously? wtf? Mine was the free durian and I had to pay for their food-.- Honestly, i'm super not happy with the way they treated me-.- Yes, it annoys me max that my boyfriend is with them into not telling me. I don't even see the point of not telling? Nevertheless, the durian session sucks. It sucks when people are not into the same thing. Hope the next time will be better(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, i'm not being petty about having to pay, it's not really about the money. More about the way i was being treated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8929178203159191717?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8929178203159191717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8929178203159191717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8929178203159191717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8929178203159191717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/headed-down-to-school-to-do-fyp.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3488946788681473099</id><published>2011-06-16T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T03:17:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljr5o91ce21qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't know if anyone reads this. But you just make me feel like you're such a despo. How you could ask a random girl to be your girl. Telling her disgustingly sweet nothings. Things that i didn't even think possible to be said without loving the person. Then, when you find out that the girl actually has a boyfriend, you suddenly avoids her. Like seriously, attached girls can't have guy friends?! Grow up seriously. Got boyfriend must give up guy friends, it's all about trust dude. I don't mind being friends. But sometimes, i wonder if being friends is a step too far. Maybe people whom you met at game, stays in the game. I love my boyfriend, there's no need for an&amp;nbsp;explanation&amp;nbsp;or the need to prove. A prick like you might probably be an insult to our relationship. Just an advice: Grow up dude. People my age are far more matured than you are. You are one childish guy i've ever known. Oh, by the way, i'm only reason i'm disappointed that you're in my friend's list and that such childish people exists, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3488946788681473099?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3488946788681473099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3488946788681473099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3488946788681473099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3488946788681473099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-know-if-anyone-reads-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-298875880031004238</id><published>2011-06-16T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:43:40.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;My internet's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;My phone's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;So i'm acting like a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, maybe not:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-298875880031004238?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/298875880031004238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=298875880031004238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/298875880031004238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/298875880031004238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-internets-bitch-my-phones-bitch-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1020741053535801994</id><published>2011-06-16T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:37:39.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkeczaNtDm1qjov2uo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljg80ou7eX1qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljebiztVt51qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Doesn't it feel good to be a child? When there's only broken toys, no broken hearts. When your toughest decisions are what clothes should a barbie doll wear, which girlfriend should she hang out with? And even kicking a guy/girl aside is perfectly normal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting tired trying to play Ms nice/ Ms forgiving. I have my tolerance, and it's clear that some people have already stepped past the borders. I maybe be fierce when it comes to strangers, but when it comes to friends, i have a weak spot for that. I'm too soft hearted. Even though sometimes i call Zara a loser when she gets soft hearted. But, hell yeah, i'm the total loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ever since after IT show, been idling everyday at home:/ Monday met up with Jw, then Harry's bar to meet the bunch of guys. I'm the only girl! Where's Zarabanana when i need her?! Eating her kit kat i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was rotting at home the whole day, with Clarence. Heehee! Chicken porridge ftw! Love anything mummy cooks! Clarence's bowl was filled with ginger. Hahaha! He ate another packet of Chicken Abalone Instant Noodles. And he kept behaving like a small boy cause i deprived him of NUGGETS! Muahahah! (Actually i spelled niggets, remind me of niggers?) Frolick in the evening before he headed off to training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a yet-another-rotting-day:/ GG the whole day:O Dinner-ed with Jiaqi and Clarence. My durian plans went into the water again! Friday! I'm determined to eat durianssss on fridayyyy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1020741053535801994?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1020741053535801994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1020741053535801994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1020741053535801994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1020741053535801994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/doesnt-it-feel-good-to-be-child-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3680261557085780131</id><published>2011-06-14T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T00:40:01.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljfqc5mQ3h1qf7jbio1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, neglected my blog again):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working IT fair for the past 4 days! So it should be understandable that I don't blog. By the time i reach home, finish bathing, it's time for me to hit the sheets. In fact even like this also i don't get enough sleep man! By the time i get home and sit on my bed, legs aching like maddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was okay uh, other than leg tired, no voice, dry lips, no time to makan. The people there are niceeee. Imma IT fair noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake Jason Lim Ah Bear every morning man. Spam calling, i wish my house had a phone that could auto-redial. Then i don't have to bring the house phone with me into the bathroom and on loud speaker to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a nua-ing day! Slept till 1 plus. When i woke up, i jitao sian diao. Cause it was raining and my brother did not keep the clothes before he went out! ): Soooooo, i had to re wash all the clothes! Poor me. Headed out to meet Clarence and Jiewei in the evening for dinner! Was eating junk food while waiting for the Da Shao Ye to come down): So Clarence and I bought OldChangKee to eat. Hohoho, i ate the super big fishball. It's nice! Then the girl beside our table went off to buy OCK also! LOL. After that we drank Coke Float, then their eyes also open big big. Apparently they already ate mac, popcorn, OCK and some other nonsense already. HAHAHAH! No coke float for them! Playing with the Coke Float with Clarence until Jiewei came. Omgsx, he's so slowwww! Ended up dinner at EAT at CS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Clarence go say out my chou shi at IT fair then try and make up to me by disturbing me. Hmph! Horrible boy! KOI after that! At last! Happy ttm! Poor Zara, no KOI for you! No at least till tmr! Heeeheee! I'm an awesome friend. I care for you, that's why no delivery of KOI to your house, HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's Bar to meet the whole bunch of guys. True enough, it's gonna be boring for me): But not really, since i have Clarence and Jiewei, and my fishing joy! Idiot keep spamming my coinssss): Some friend he is! Clarence was niceeee enough to pei me walk to inter before I go and meet my mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, home so early on a holiday night. So unlike me): &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;NEEDS ZARA AND JIAQI to gooooo outttt soooon! ): Why you all so busy de):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3680261557085780131?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3680261557085780131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3680261557085780131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3680261557085780131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3680261557085780131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/oh-neglected-my-blog-again-been-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2002190699970282219</id><published>2011-06-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:57:41.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just an urge to blog nonsense right now:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj68podVVb1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj68eguJmM1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj4y3xqZJs1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj68g6etGN1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO, Oreo! I suppose it's Oreo Cheesecake? ): I don't like cheesecake. They seem.... cheesy to me. I like cheese, but not cheesecakes. Why no normal Oreo cakes?! I wish my birthday cake is an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;ANGRY BIRD OREO CAKE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry birds ftw! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2002190699970282219?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2002190699970282219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2002190699970282219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2002190699970282219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2002190699970282219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-urge-to-blog-nonsense-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6055892179853228530</id><published>2011-06-06T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T14:40:24.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll4idcuQK71qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really long since i last blogged! Heh! (swipes all the dust away from my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i had exams coming along. Ohwell, hectic life!&lt;br /&gt;Just a week before exams, and i was still fooling around. Exam period was hell. I swear i didn't study much. Every night on twitter with my classmates, agreeing to wake each other up at 4am. End up wake up, wake classmates up, go back sleep, they also go back sleep. The plan only succeeded on the last paper. I guess cause the last paper was really killer:/ I seriously didn't have to mood to study anymore): It was as though IT paper was the last. When i was reading the notes, the words came bouncing back to me. Zomg:O Woke at 4, bathed at 5, train at 6, school at 7. Paper at 8.30. After paper, went home to zzzzz. Haha, tired mansxsxsx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that exams are O V E R. Time to enjoyyy! Saturday, went to buy polishes with the 2 mad girls. Zara and Jiaqi! Finally got my mermaid's tears! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="ym3pk.jpg" src="http://desmond.yfrog.com/Himg620/scaled.php?tn=0&amp;amp;server=620&amp;amp;filename=ym3pk.jpg&amp;amp;xsize=640&amp;amp;ysize=640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I don't care what they say, i'm in love with you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is totally not my usual colour. No where near, But i just like it. Cause i like this colour:D Heeeheeee!&lt;br /&gt;Was with that crazy Jiaqi after Zara went to work. I tell you, this mad woman actually dragged me to food court to paint her nails! Tsk! Even asked me to pei her paint. I did this nails in a hurry. I mean, i don't want everyone to see that i'm actually painting my nails in the foodcourt?!&lt;br /&gt;Dinner in the night with Jiewei at Bedok 511, we keep saying wanna go, but never go. At last we went! Kangkong, Sotong, Ba Chor Mee, Pig kidney/liver Mee Sua. Food was okay uh, Sotong quite worth the price i think(: Sunday dinner with Jiewei at Tampines 800+ Astons! That 2 mad guys like some hungry ghost like that. Both ordered Double Up. LOL. Pigster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Baixiang laterrrrr, with Jasmine and Weijie! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6055892179853228530?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6055892179853228530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6055892179853228530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6055892179853228530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6055892179853228530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/06/been-really-long-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6107848418356454053</id><published>2011-05-21T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T01:00:21.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljoraaCuBP1qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy 4th year anniversary my beloved boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(shan't say much here:P )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised i haven;t been blogging for quite a while): Sorry for the lack or updates! Been really lazy):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway life's so mundane~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. on wednesday, went down to Amara Hotel with the entire class to attend an auction. Something different, but it's boring uh. But it's nice when the hammer is being casted down:D Headed down to Bugis with Weijie to study and also grab the starbuck half price! Waited for Jiaqi to end work. Went over to find Zara before leaving. We ended up going to Watsons after that to shop cause it was having sales. Hate sales when i'm broke! ): Didn't buy much cause im going brokeee really soon):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday met up with Jiaqi, didn't do much, just hanged out and home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, lessons were cancelled, moved backwards. Practically did nothing much in class? Like rot only. Trained back with darling. Was thinking what to eat, i wanted him to cook, he wanted to da pao): Ended up, we headed to NTUC to buy ingredients. It was some simple fare, but i'm still super happy cause it's cooked by him(: KOI deprived! Cause it's super hot, he's lazy to queue, so we headed home~ Cooled down, cook our lunch. I think i forgot to wake my brains up or i left it somewhere. Don't know what i doing sia. I poured the entire packet of noodles, with seasoning into the pot. Sounds alright? But i didn't pour the seasoning in, i merely placed the entire packet in-.- Tardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dishes to wash after that! :O That's the price i pay to get him to cook me my scrambled egg. He knows me well. I hate watery eggys! (like mac's! ew!) It was awesome! Finishing up with salt and pepper! Daebak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked and played with synthesia. Heehee! He wants to play piano! And he's gonna play for me~ He wants to learn how to play wedding dress, i need a girl, where you at, haru haru, lies, oh, into the new world. Hohoho, much loves! Cause majority is BB's song! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painted his nails! Heehee! Do cute! Shall show you all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1plVkeT0Tg/Tdadsm3x1HI/AAAAAAAABdI/449q3J9xEB4/s1600/P1050575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1plVkeT0Tg/Tdadsm3x1HI/AAAAAAAABdI/449q3J9xEB4/s400/P1050575.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i played my Monopoly Millionaire, he fell asleep): Pigster.Woke him up after an hour~ Power nap for himmm~ Ate a packet of my Strawberry hello panda. After that, when we walked past my room while want-ing to go out already, he took along a packet of Cookies and Cream hello panda! ): Then he said he forgot to take sth, when into my room again. Didn't realise what he took until we were in the lift, he took my last packet of Strawberry hello panda! OMG): He toook ALL my Strawberry hello panda):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM after that(: KOI! Hahaha, Clarence can't stand me want-ing to try Peach Green Tea, he wanted to try also, Ended up, he ordered and it was so normal and not worth the price paid. Then i told him about Ovaltine Milk Tea. Kena say by him for not telling him earlier, than he can try. So i act smart, go say next time i treat him-.- Wish i never said that. Hopes he forgets:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frolick after that! Didn't get to try the mango flavour that Jiaqi say vv nice, we ate honeydew instead, Naiseeee! Esp with Oreo and Lychee Nata de Coco! &amp;lt;3 Much loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around Urban Write and Popular till nearing 10! And Prize Stage expanded! No angry birds though): Went home at 10 plus! Good girl sia! Friday night stay at home(: It was a simple day, but it's perfect in its ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Frt-8EJqM/Tdacyq8UgWI/AAAAAAAABdE/6bKezf57W4g/s1600/love%2521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Frt-8EJqM/Tdacyq8UgWI/AAAAAAAABdE/6bKezf57W4g/s640/love%2521.jpg" width="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALWAYS&amp;lt;33&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/24521802-6107848418356454053?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6107848418356454053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6107848418356454053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6107848418356454053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6107848418356454053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-4th-year-anniversary-my-beloved.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1plVkeT0Tg/Tdadsm3x1HI/AAAAAAAABdI/449q3J9xEB4/s72-c/P1050575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1287697013488488507</id><published>2011-05-09T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:50:00.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljsuy7yGNS1qf7jbio1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hohoho, I have been having this urge to get an iphone): Someone lend me your iphone to use while i wait for my iphone 5! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljwkuc03e21qf7jbio1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I &amp;lt;3 my dearest boyfriend.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Of course, i love Zara, Jiaqi, BaoShan, Ricky, Kelvin (Zara don't jealous kays!), Jiewei and Janus too! &amp;lt;33 you all!&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/24521802-1287697013488488507?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1287697013488488507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1287697013488488507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1287697013488488507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1287697013488488507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/05/hohoho-i-have-been-having-this-urge-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6839499546069179522</id><published>2011-05-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:41:34.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Koenigsegg CCX 2006 1" height="300" src="http://www.freebestwallpapers.info/bulkupload//15//Vehicles/Koenigsegg-CCX-2006-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Koenigsegg CCX Fast Five 600x398 Fast and Furious 5   Fast Five Cars List" height="265" src="http://automodifiedesign.com/uploads/2011/04/Koenigsegg-CCX-Fast-Five-600x398.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure some of you know that I'm pretty obsessed with such cars. I go.. "OMO OMO!" when i see those pretty awesome cars on the road. I'm kinda obsessed with the sounds that the cars make. (Not like those modified cars that make so much noise, car move so slow-.-_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, headed out for a movie with Jiaqi in the night yesterday(: She couldn't decide whether to watch Fast 5 or Thor. Ended up, we watched 9.50pm show Fast and Furious 5. Then we headed upstairs for Thor at 12.30. Heehee! We only paid $8.50 each for 4 hours worth of movie. Sit till butt pain sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the blur to the max girl got to watch both movies that she wanted in the end. LOL! Thrilling uh! Heehee! I like mid night movies at Tampines for a reason(: Heehee! &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home at almost 4am :O Slept till super late today then wake up:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, steamboat with Baixiang and Weijie and the steamboat place that Zara brought us the other time! Hees! It tasted nicer when i went with the clique the last time):&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's true that steamboat only tastes awesome when eaten with a large group&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching elections now. LOL! Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6839499546069179522?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6839499546069179522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6839499546069179522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6839499546069179522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6839499546069179522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-pretty-sure-some-of-you-know-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4944673664393175614</id><published>2011-05-05T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T00:26:15.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj34r5Tgvg1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haven't been hearing from Ricky. Haven't seen him online. I updated MSN, hope can see him online. Wonder if he misses us): Sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If someone wants to talk to you, they'll make the effort to do so. It's as simple as that"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgskcfhL9e1qh6gkvo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;I need a bottomless basket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;full of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all you need in life is someone to wrap their arms around you, hold you tight and assure you that everything is going to be just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? The thought of school work, assignments, FYP just makes me sick. Worst thing? It's only the beginning of the torture):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4944673664393175614?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4944673664393175614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4944673664393175614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4944673664393175614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4944673664393175614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/05/havent-been-hearing-from-ricky.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8065701985814603784</id><published>2011-05-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:09:21.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lieyftnKdj1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been awhile since i last blogged? Anyway, Last friday, met up with Zaraaa after school, together with clarence, slacked together and talked a lot before heading home and Clarence went off to meet his other brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, went out for dinner with Clarence, Zara and Jiewei at Bedok 85. It took us a long time to decide where to go for dinner, IKEA or Bedok 85. Eventually decided and psycho-ed Jiaqi to psycho her dad to go down there and eat as well. Ice cream after that at Udders! My suggestion! (&amp;nbsp;Realized&amp;nbsp;it's always me whenever we go to some weird place and eat :O )&lt;br /&gt;We ordered all BESTSELLERS only! 10 Flavours in total! Quite worth the price in fact! (:&lt;br /&gt;But the liqueur flavours are a little over the taste. The alcohol taste clearly overpowers the ice cream):&lt;br /&gt;Not recommended for those who doesn't like the alcohol taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool at Safra after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="298" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/229000_10150161460597109_623272108_6965521_114142_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="298" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/227823_10150161461822109_623272108_6965531_4271584_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Top: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Awesomely Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;, Hazel Nut, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Mao Shan Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;, Tira-Miss U, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Rum &amp;nbsp;Raisins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From Bottom: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;ChocMarsh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Lychee Martini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Baileys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Snickers with Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Cookie &amp;amp; Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, headed down to Town with Clarence and Zara. Shopped around, didn't get anything): Wanted to get flats! ): Loitered around a lot. Before deciding to head home. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, pool with Clarence and Janus, nothing much, met up with Zara after that. Jiewei couldn't make it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, i'm lazy to blog):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMWjeGnSt5k/TcAYV08nftI/AAAAAAAABcg/xnrb7LQYvYI/s1600/P1050372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMWjeGnSt5k/TcAYV08nftI/AAAAAAAABcg/xnrb7LQYvYI/s400/P1050372.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMghXuB_0Yk/TcAYdPMGsaI/AAAAAAAABck/rrOcyWH-9UM/s1600/P1050373.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gMghXuB_0Yk/TcAYdPMGsaI/AAAAAAAABck/rrOcyWH-9UM/s400/P1050373.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grumpy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0FzdYqgeGB4/TcAYyNevxJI/AAAAAAAABcw/ju3ynQPiaU4/s400/P1050383.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ah pek! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPA_nhay_TE/TcAY37xcVaI/AAAAAAAABc0/dzklHSzfBCU/s1600/P1050384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPA_nhay_TE/TcAY37xcVaI/AAAAAAAABc0/dzklHSzfBCU/s400/P1050384.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAvsssldEqQ/TcAY-Q7fBgI/AAAAAAAABc4/EdjW39pSwiE/s1600/P1050386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GAvsssldEqQ/TcAY-Q7fBgI/AAAAAAAABc4/EdjW39pSwiE/s400/P1050386.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_tzzhm5Ix8/TcAZFviMFKI/AAAAAAAABc8/v_Mrh4tkkD4/s1600/P1050387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X_tzzhm5Ix8/TcAZFviMFKI/AAAAAAAABc8/v_Mrh4tkkD4/s400/P1050387.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In this photo, he was talking to Janus:O ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-coQW9K7vvGw/TcAZNqwa6lI/AAAAAAAABdA/WXQhH_gHB0o/s1600/P1050389.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-coQW9K7vvGw/TcAZNqwa6lI/AAAAAAAABdA/WXQhH_gHB0o/s400/P1050389.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8065701985814603784?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8065701985814603784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8065701985814603784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8065701985814603784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8065701985814603784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/05/been-awhile-since-i-last-blogged-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMWjeGnSt5k/TcAYV08nftI/AAAAAAAABcg/xnrb7LQYvYI/s72-c/P1050372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-961780138004040987</id><published>2011-04-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:38:38.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pXAN2YQdM/Tbg3vXbkNNI/AAAAAAAABcY/42Vu-Am9leo/s1600/P1050364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pXAN2YQdM/Tbg3vXbkNNI/AAAAAAAABcY/42Vu-Am9leo/s400/P1050364.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohyeah, Mummy's friend went to Japan and bought this back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;It's OMFG so nice, but she only bought 1 each back:O Shall ask her to buy more when she goes again:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, after school today, took train back with darling. I was lifting his skin on his hand. Then he pinch-ed me! Damn pain! Until my veins swollen and swell up. Then i made him rub on the way back. Now become like this! :O It's super painful okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGG874gOw4w/Tbg31rHTeKI/AAAAAAAABcc/cdEn6K8Z4No/s1600/P1050366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGG874gOw4w/Tbg31rHTeKI/AAAAAAAABcc/cdEn6K8Z4No/s400/P1050366.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's SOOOOO BIG! &amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-961780138004040987?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/961780138004040987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=961780138004040987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/961780138004040987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/961780138004040987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/ohyeah-mummys-friend-went-to-japan-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHyhXh8viT0/Tbg3bwjHK9I/AAAAAAAABcQ/AdDOjOkUPs8/s72-c/P1050360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3032243027921342805</id><published>2011-04-27T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:13:27.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eL08qT806K4/Tbgp0jXPyBI/AAAAAAAABcA/Lu5L8s3zsCk/s1600/P1050276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eL08qT806K4/Tbgp0jXPyBI/AAAAAAAABcA/Lu5L8s3zsCk/s400/P1050276.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night, i couldn't sleep. Kept thinking how would it feel like when i was at the airport at 5 am. I told myself, it'd be all fine. I know it will be a teary goodbye, but i told myself that i'd hold back those tears no matter what(:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday morning, my dad was late in sending us to the airport. I was kinda panicky at Ricky's call, i was afraid he'd call me and tell me that he had to enter the departure hall already. Nevertheless, we reached at 5.30. Chatted and took lots of&amp;nbsp;Polaroid. I felt kinda okay seeing his smile and all. Everything seemed kinda.. normal? I doesn't feel like he's leaving. Up till the point he went into the departure hall, i felt okay. Although i admit that i wish i could hug him a little tad longer:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the skytrain, i was trying to stuff my stuffs into the bag, meanwhile, Zara and Jiaqi already started reading the letter. After i read the letter, i totally couldn't control myself. I could totally imagine him tell me those words. It's as though he was there. Up till now the words are like etched in my mind. Cried a little, but i had to be strong. Now i'm wondering i be strong for what use! Maybe cause i saw Zara's red eyes and teary face, i remembered Ricky's words to take care of her. Mood's kinda horrible after that. As much as we try and cheer up and talk, there just feels like a horrible feeling aura around. While on the bus home, unknowingly, i cried, cause i thought of the letter again): Sigh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna take awhile. Then i told Zara, i wonder how ZhenBang can take it, how he can resist those tears and still come and comfort us! If it's her leaving now, I jitao will cry on the spot, hug her and cry out loud, whole week stay at home reminscene on our memories.I really pei fu Zhen Bang alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again, i'm gonna stay strong, cause i'm Arina(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, maybe i'm not that strong afterall):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_A6gVDWHQgo/Tbgp76t05DI/AAAAAAAABcE/dU05uSLkax8/s1600/P1050331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_A6gVDWHQgo/Tbgp76t05DI/AAAAAAAABcE/dU05uSLkax8/s400/P1050331.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute pig we've got here!&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/24521802-3032243027921342805?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3032243027921342805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3032243027921342805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3032243027921342805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3032243027921342805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/monday-night-i-couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eL08qT806K4/Tbgp0jXPyBI/AAAAAAAABcA/Lu5L8s3zsCk/s72-c/P1050276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7881494728146218263</id><published>2011-04-26T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:26:20.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so dead tired, will blog tmr):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you my dearboy who just left)':&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel the loss, the emptiness, definitely.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7881494728146218263?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7881494728146218263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7881494728146218263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7881494728146218263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7881494728146218263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-so-dead-tired-will-blog-tmr-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6258775804484317180</id><published>2011-04-26T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:09:31.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li7mtieAJK1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, i'm already supposed to be sleeping. Then i gek kiang, go read Zara's and Jiaqi's blog. They both talked briefly about sending Ricky off tmr morning. Can't help but start feeling emotional): Everyone knows how much he means to me okay. It's gonna be a tearful goodbye i suppose. Already missing him badly)': Can't imagine my life without this nonsensical guy. His actions are always so impulsive, he never thinks before he acts. Yet, it's something that we wouldn't experience without him around. Miss his way of walking, machaim "lam pa dua dua, can't walk properly" Sorry it's a little crude:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack, Jiaqi wants to have mac breakfast in the morning tmr(: I shall stop blogging in case i tear and look like a total wreck tmr):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6258775804484317180?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6258775804484317180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6258775804484317180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6258775804484317180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6258775804484317180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/as-matter-of-fact-im-already-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3450781985329924841</id><published>2011-04-24T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T23:25:29.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_linjyotNs11qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e2919c; font-family: 'century gothic'; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: #a374b2; font-family: Rockwell; font-size: 20px; text-align: center;"&gt;Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday wasn't awesome, not at all): I only went out in the evening to have dinner with Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was awesome, cause i get to see my lovelies~&lt;br /&gt;Met up for movie at Plaza Sing, sad thing that BaoShan couldn't join us for movie): Arthur was quite a nice movie. Funny yet saddening)': I kinda teared abit&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Remember to wash your winky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to Bugis for dinner! Steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;After which, rushed down to downtown east just so that we can take neoprint with my dear little brother(:&lt;br /&gt;BUT, the machine was a total bitch. Jiaqi told me to press a button which turned out to be end button and we couldn't edit anymore. I was totally irritated, not by jiaqi, but the machine being a total bitch and the counter girl being a pain in the ass. She kept asking, did you press this button. Blah blah. Obviously i said no! Okay, i lied. Whatever. Even darling told me to just say no. I mean, who would say yes, i pressed the god damn-ed button! Then, she said she'd go get her manager-.- Gone for idk how long, annoying much. Eventually i managed to psycho her to let us re-decorate the photos. The stamps and doodles are super limited-.- And they aren't pretty! That makes me sad! )': Dragged around after that and Jiaqi's dad sent me, Zhenbang, Zara and Clarence home~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;My house = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Pasir Ris Secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Zara's house = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Duman Secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;ZhenBang's house = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;GongShan Primary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Clarence's house = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Metta School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! We all got school to represent us okay! For easy directions around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't take much photos. Don't know why either. I guess it's cause we went for a movie. Nothing much to take)': Gonna miss him so freaking much! ): Already feeling it! The date's getting closer and closer:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217281_10150171520282080_554382079_6796670_6571313_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/225081_10150171520472080_554382079_6796673_6409159_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life without you = Unimaginable! )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/223374_10150171520652080_554382079_6796677_2507724_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tell you, we all damn greedy. Just Zara, Ricky and I, we finished more than 8 plates of pork!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No joke kays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215381_10150171520722080_554382079_6796680_5969564_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the photo album and the photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222086_10150171520877080_554382079_6796682_7288055_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ricky's friendship bra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215400_10150171520942080_554382079_6796683_7090048_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222941_10150171521012080_554382079_6796684_6268601_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gay brothers that have the same wardrobe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215457_10150171521157080_554382079_6796687_582435_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last time i took a photo with him was in sec 4!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217643_10150171521462080_554382079_6796692_6561098_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While trying to think of what she should do:O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222156_10150171521652080_554382079_6796696_1657447_n.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="480" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222823_10150171521752080_554382079_6796699_2117802_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3450781985329924841?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3450781985329924841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3450781985329924841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3450781985329924841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3450781985329924841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/real-tears-are-not-those-that-fall-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7618656671132938898</id><published>2011-04-20T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T23:35:28.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ui2KyqoZyl4/Ta78TnB_goI/AAAAAAAABb8/t5dyCR1ent0/s1600/P1050249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ui2KyqoZyl4/Ta78TnB_goI/AAAAAAAABb8/t5dyCR1ent0/s640/P1050249.JPG" width="530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Sneak Preview!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to watch my Summer Happiness since this evening. BUT, have been constantly delayed :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line-up for KMW is totally crap. Even though i really wanna go. But, i'm not some rich kiddos that can afford to go, have to take into considerations as to whether it's worth is or not. Apparently, i myself think it's not too worth it uh! Wahlao. The only big groups are - Big Bang, 2NE1, FtIsland. That's pathetic! I mean, U-kiss, Miss A is totally acceptable! But! They have rookie and super rookie groups that i have no idea debut already or not-.- Such as Dalshabet and X-5. Noooooo, thank you~ &amp;amp;the tickets are so freaking ex-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was about to go watch my drama, then teevee had the MaPoDouFu. Quite nice man! So i watched while munching on Garrett's popcorn, waiting for mummy to come home and munch with me :/ After i was done with it, Cute Sotong asked me to help her make a Hongki skin. LOL. So i just did a simple ttm one, just change pics only. I wanna go watch drama one okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada, school tmr): Boring shit! Make up lessons in the morning for missing friday's lesson): Plus GEMS. Ohemmgee! It's like 8 - 5?!&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;%^%^$#%$(*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7618656671132938898?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7618656671132938898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7618656671132938898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7618656671132938898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7618656671132938898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/sneak-preview-i-wanted-to-watch-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ui2KyqoZyl4/Ta78TnB_goI/AAAAAAAABb8/t5dyCR1ent0/s72-c/P1050249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-563965440144874075</id><published>2011-04-19T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:00:06.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li5hvxDXTg1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;To my dearest &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;JiaQi, Sotong wifey!&amp;nbsp;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 19 cakes for you in this picture! :D Get lotsa presents okay! (: Hope we'll get to continue celebrating together with you in the years to come! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I camped till 12 to post this post for you okay! Be touched uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lirwtvbRPf1qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know you want it simple this year, letters for you! Since they mean more. Well, i loike receiving letters. Though they are not "useable", but. It's heartfelt. Like a heart to heart thing. Me like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school started today): When we were in Year 1, we had self introduction on the first day. When we were in Year 2, we went to class to get notes, and off we go. When we're in Year 3, we don't have self introduction. In fact, we don't even know who's in our class and who's in the buddy class. We took notes and started having lecture on the first day of school. It's so not awesome being a year 3 student. I need time to accept the fact that school has already officially started):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_likocp7o1N1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I wish someone would but this for me now):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Been ages since i last ate it! Classic childhood food! I have a little bit of childhood okay! Even though i have never eaten this before (see below) when i was young! ): In my whole life, i only took a bite of it at the age of 17, cause we bought it for ZhaoDe, and he see me poor thing, never eat before, go let me take a bite): POOR KID RIGHT! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lih72kGZTJ1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bedtime soon):&lt;b&gt; I'm sleep deprived):&lt;/b&gt; luckily i took a nap just now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My darling is already in bed since 9 plus 10!? Yet i'm camping for this dear girl's birthday(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-563965440144874075?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/563965440144874075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=563965440144874075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/563965440144874075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/563965440144874075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-birthday-to-my-dearest-jiaqi.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8158860187853165412</id><published>2011-04-18T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:31:56.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lirohlNfp91qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Seriously , Best Friends create memorable memories that enables you to blog out clearly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Sisters make you blog and then they copy paste!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Best girls i ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Zara, Jiaqi &amp;amp; Baoshan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up at 2 at Tamp MRT, usual stuff, all late. When Zara and I reached, BaoShan just left house. LOL. Headed over to MS with Clarence, Janus, Zara, Jiaqi and BaoShan. Ricky wasn't feeling well, so he didn't come along): Jiewei woke up late. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara went to buy GongCha. Then we went to buy Awfully Chocolate birthday cake for JiaQi, and i bought a single scoop ice-cream. Love their ice-cream cause it's super thick:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208312_10150165650337080_554382079_6741664_2857281_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/222103_10150165648767080_554382079_6741626_2551661_n.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222177_10150165648822080_554382079_6741628_5149158_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by Best Fries forever. Strolled to Marina Square. I swear it's strolling. Janus and gang attempted walking behind Jiaqi, Baoshan and Me. Haha, they ended up in front of us again. Cause we were too busy eating our fries! And can't be bothered with them:P JiaQi landed cheese on her hair, me too a little):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/221690_10150165648917080_554382079_6741631_5683900_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215595_10150165648992080_554382079_6741633_7953375_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217736_10150165649172080_554382079_6741637_3029790_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205104_10150165649257080_554382079_6741640_3156587_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling at Marina Square. Before that, camwhore in the toilet with Jiaqi and BaoShan. Can't stand the 2 aunties. Poor Zara and the guys, had to wait for us to start the bowling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215239_10150165649702080_554382079_6741651_7191065_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217053_10150165649797080_554382079_6741653_8020153_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208710_10150165649887080_554382079_6741655_8049949_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207426_10150150987992109_623272108_6861952_2930348_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling~ Split into 2 teams.&lt;br /&gt;Team 1: Arina, Clarence, Jiaqi, Janus.&lt;br /&gt;Team 2: Jiewei, Kelvin, Zara, BaoShan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was against Jiewei. Haha. He got more serious during the 2nd round when everyone was more like playing a fool around already. Cut cake after the 1st round. Clarence don't wanna let jiaqi blow the candles. LOL. And as usual, we're a clique that suffers hardship. WE HAD NO PLATES! We ended up using our own tissue. We had the honour of asking a culinary student to cut the cakey for us:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222100_10150165649982080_554382079_6741657_1510221_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215231_10150165650062080_554382079_6741659_4203384_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216428_10150165650257080_554382079_6741662_4510009_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216460_10150165650457080_554382079_6741667_1414936_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205211_10150165650617080_554382079_6741669_3197702_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205726_10150165650732080_554382079_6741672_6843829_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216572_10150165650887080_554382079_6741676_3967155_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No blowing of candles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/218142_10150165650997080_554382079_6741678_7941595_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Culinary student's skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes. Kelvin bowled this twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/221805_10150165651117080_554382079_6741680_2018007_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued 2nd round of bowling while we were camwhoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217436_10150165651232080_554382079_6741682_2448371_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215982_10150165651332080_554382079_6741684_6566524_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217564_10150165652187080_554382079_6741699_5650062_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216466_10150165652697080_554382079_6741707_7222304_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208666_10150165652777080_554382079_6741709_5567652_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi Damn funny. I took a picture of Kelvin's pose after he releases the bowling ball. Jiaqi saw, and this was what she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;She: OMG! Wah, my pose so nice one ah! I didn't know leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Me: *stares at her feeling confused* This is kelvin leh, not you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;She: .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218043_10150150992112109_623272108_6862011_1662070_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked around and we ended up playin Prize stage. Hands itchy. Wallet feeling flat! But ended up playing! ): Decided to catch some Rila(s) for Jiaqi as part of her birthday present. So we decided to ask the person to help us arrange the toys(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Dinner! Wasn't quite awesome. Didn't exactly enjoy their food very much? Nevertheless. We ordered 8 or 9 plates of Sashimi:O Initially, they came in a plate, 3 person portioning. But, it took them AGES to serve. So we decided to call upon the person and ordered 3 plates, which means 9 portions! In total, they had almost 8 or 9 plates. And, there was super lot of food left. Cause we're a bunch of greedy ass(s). So, in order to avoid paying for wastage. There was a dustin behind us. So, we threw quite an amount of food into the bin. However, there was still alot of food left! So, Kelvin took out a plastic bag, and kept it in his bag to throw away later. The soup was filled with food in it. So, Clarence used the ladle. And mashed all of it. It's gonna be the most horrible tasting soup i guess? Miso soup with horribly mashed toufu:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/206803_10150165655122080_554382079_6741744_3732278_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Zara was FORCED to eat the Sashimi. Cause it was her who asked for 3 extra plates. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207554_10150165654172080_554382079_6741735_3027781_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She couldn't stop laughing, cause Kelvin was trying to gouge her with Sashimi&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208442_10150165654397080_554382079_6741738_870374_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sashimi stealer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One epic scene:&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin wanted to make it look like he was eating sushi. Instead of putting it into his mouth, he was supposed to drop it into the plastic bag. But he missed and dropped it on the table. Then he got a shock. Epic face at that moment. Didn't have the chance to take pictures. Cause, clever me did not charge my camera after the USS trip. Thinking that it should be able to last. Judging from our ability to spam photos, i should have charged! So, today's spammed was reduced greatly):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, back to prize stage. Ah ha! Tempted! Played, but didn't have good luck with it. I wasted $5, but Jiaqi wasted $7): Haiyo, sadded. But, decided to stop instead of dropping deeper into the temptation:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained home and gossipping session with Zara, JiaQi, Janus and Clarence. Oh, just in case you all don't know. My clique guys are gossip queens kays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto, i have to sleep now. ZARA, JIAQI. I'm DONE! Now very detailed though. Lazy la. People got school tmr kays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the loots for JiaQi today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="298" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206309_10150151113602109_623272108_6863771_3625087_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excluding the small one in front. She looted that from my house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="298" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207913_10150151111472109_623272108_6863741_1121223_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her big family! The biggest and smallest are loots form my house! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8158860187853165412?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8158860187853165412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8158860187853165412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8158860187853165412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8158860187853165412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/seriously-best-friends-create-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7773684224918223504</id><published>2011-04-16T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:16:49.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lisd7ncRp41qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 30px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 45px;"&gt;It’s funny how the people who know the least about you, always have the most to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda tired man~ But just refuse to go to bed and rest. Afterall today marks the end of ITP. Happy~ Yet, i don't really feel anything at all. Like probably it's cause school's starting on Monday already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm a sad life girl who doesn't have a freaking break before school starts-.-&lt;br /&gt;Blog another day when i'm in the mood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7773684224918223504?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7773684224918223504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7773684224918223504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7773684224918223504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7773684224918223504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-funny-how-people-who-know-least.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1693838324075708134</id><published>2011-04-11T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T02:29:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfq8sltaBd1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I must have done something right to deserve you in my life&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uss with my beloved clique yesterday, definitely awesome! Why wouldn't it be right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long post for this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day started off like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Informed everyone to meet at 8am at Tampines Mrt the pervious day. I reached at 8am on the dot. As usual, the&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;WHOLE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; clique is late. But, surprisingly, the earliest ones to reach was Ricky and I. FYI, Ricky is NEVER early, screw him. But we were both early. Called the rest. Clarence was on the train over, Zara about to leave house, Jiewei's on the bus. Janus, idk. Jiaqi said she's meet us at 9 cause she have breakfast at home. So, when those who were supposed to meet reached, we headed over to mac to eat breakfast. Ricky was making a fuss over the fact that i ordered Sausage Mcmuffin Meal, without the egg. He wanted the egg, but he didn't tell me! So, ha! No egg for him. Zara was having problem with her eggy. So Ricky suggested helping her "get rid" of the egg by eating it for her. So they started arguing over the egg. Seriously, they fight over the slightest thing:S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at 9, Jiaqi told me she just woke up. Congrats. Everyone wanted to kill her. And Janus started whining about waking up so early. He shouldn't be the one whining. Zara, Jiaqi or me should be the one! Since we had to work on other days):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed over the Harbourfront to wait for Kelvin the King and JiaQi, the princess of Sotongs. Slacked around at vivomart. Clarence ruined Ricky's eggy chocolate): So, we started slacking aorund in Watsons after that cause we're bored. So the fun starts here. Ricky was curious about foundation and concealer and all. So, he tired on Foundation and liquid concealer on his eye bags. Super funny. All the guys was like surrounding him to see what it's like. Jiewei was begging the both of us to stop influencing and psycho-ing him into such stuffs. Obviously it was useless. We left the store and tried out eyeliner on Ricky:D It's was damnnnnnn funny cause Ricky had deep folds for his eyelids, so we drew super thick. HAHAHAHA. He looked damnnnn cute. Then, we tried it on Jiewei and Clarence. It took us quite awhile to psycho them to try it on:D Failed experiment:D But, Jiewei looks awesome with eyeliner on his lower lids:D Clarence one was a total failure due to my incompetence):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nevertheless, entered USS at 11 instead of 10. ): Had fun the whole day:D They are a lucky bunch of kiddos. Cause they have me to get staff discount for them for everything! Seriously. TSK! Went to outlet to leave our bags. Jiewei and Ricky was super enticed by the huge turkey leg! So we got one to share(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUMMY for the first ride! First row!&amp;nbsp;:D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then BattleStar Galatica! Human First row, thanks to Ricky the idiot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cylon 2nd last row. It was awesome. This time i opened my eyes! I wanted to cough halfway through the ride! ): But i can't what! Felt so xing ku mansx!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, my dearest couldn't take the ride cause he has motion sickness): Headed over to Fairy Godmother to buy potion bottle and some drinks. Thirsty! Camwhore!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escaped off to Rapids adventure. It was a long wait.. It was supposed to be jiewei and janus getting wet. But it ended up having all of us getting wet. Some more wet than others. I was half wet. Really is half): Qi bought her lovely pair of Ripples slippers before we moved on. Lunch at Goldilocks. Damn cheap i swear! $9.85 for 8 person meal. Cheap right! Bought Churros and Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shrek 4d! Sadly, Janus, Clarence and Jiaqi's seat wasn't fully functional. Some impacts wasn't as strong): Waterworld next! Sat at the Soaked area. Woohoo. Got splashed by pails of water. But when the ski boat came, hurhur, Ricky, Jiewei, Jiaqi and I got wet! Jiaqi wasn't too bad. The rest of them laughed at us! To hell with them! Got a yard bottle! Internal secret! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we came out, it was already thunders and lightning. We had to stop all outdoor activities): Headed over the mummy and took twice more. On the second time, there was only the 8 of us on the roller coaster! :D Awesome right! I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked in the rain to FairyGodmother to take our bags, they saw the turkey leg and bought again! This time buy one get one free. Happy ttm! camwhore outside Frairs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walked over the Hollywood area. Got Milkshake at Mel's Drive-In. Shopped awhile and left the park. Shopped at Candylicious and left for Bugis for dinner! Jiewei went off to meet his friends. Asshole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner at Lai Lai Casual Dining. The place that i once deprived Zara of her Taiwan Mian Xian. Pretty awesome food, quite reasonable price too:D Unfortunately, we're all full. If not can go over Ah Chew for dessert! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While at the MRT station, we settled money issues. Then when the train came, we wanted to board. Ricky boarded. Dearest hands was beside me. We had problems trying to move in cause people in there refuse to move an inch at all. Even though there was space inside. Ended up, i got kiaped by the train door): Darling trying to hold me so i don't get kiaped so hard and also try and shield the really hard train door for me. Janus tried to help me shield the station door that isn't as hard but would still hurt me. Ended up, the train door opened and we came out of the train. It stopped awhile. Ricky came out and went back in to scold the people cause they refused to move in, that's why i'll kena hurt. It was so painful that tears came out): Felt so apologetic to Clarence. Even though it's not my fault, but it pains me too): Thanks alot Janus and Ricky. These boys are a little too impulsive. But i know they are worried and meant well. Thanks loves! Even though it hurts, but i think Clarence's one was worse): His nerves kena the impact i think): The entire outside of the hand was red)':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took the next train and went back home. Even though the end of the day was kinda sucky, but a kiss from dearest makes everything better&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Walked Jiaqi to the bus stop and chatted while walking there(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... PICTURES! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208229_10150158454937080_554382079_6683994_4718771_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206722_10150158455307080_554382079_6684009_1386379_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK LIKE GIRL SIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216745_10150158455452080_554382079_6684013_752969_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216623_10150158455577080_554382079_6684017_6934075_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217553_10150158455827080_554382079_6684023_5059566_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215953_10150158456622080_554382079_6684042_8006164_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215332_10150158456737080_554382079_6684045_7565100_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208416_10150158456842080_554382079_6684047_5105164_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215385_10150158456967080_554382079_6684050_3037256_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tickets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215631_10150158457152080_554382079_6684054_808526_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms Woody Woodpecker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215985_10150158457317080_554382079_6684055_4717404_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome Turkey leg, they ate 3 in total! It's $10.80 each!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217774_10150158457972080_554382079_6684067_4302038_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217188_10150158458262080_554382079_6684070_5842786_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couple lovey~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206694_10150158458567080_554382079_6684076_5443916_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/218173_10150158458712080_554382079_6684079_1438264_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Princess Qi, with her slave - Xiong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207855_10150158458982080_554382079_6684085_4086607_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206282_10150158459382080_554382079_6684092_5003339_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205514_10150158459807080_554382079_6684100_7054877_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215795_10150158460222080_554382079_6684109_7190525_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brothers always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208432_10150158460857080_554382079_6684117_4363229_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters for life(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217210_10150158461182080_554382079_6684121_6856490_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218165_10150158461337080_554382079_6684125_7837174_n.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yo kiddo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215166_10150158461647080_554382079_6684132_7566183_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206275_10150158462097080_554382079_6684141_6461881_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208302_10150158462262080_554382079_6684143_1743313_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215617_10150158462442080_554382079_6684149_5514744_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207243_10150158462672080_554382079_6684153_6320732_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/218154_10150158463082080_554382079_6684157_5781422_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/206552_10150158463877080_554382079_6684163_7352691_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208288_10150158463972080_554382079_6684165_5782619_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/206998_10150158464412080_554382079_6684170_4793127_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216940_10150158464607080_554382079_6684171_3224604_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216214_10150158465092080_554382079_6684179_7635867_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215254_10150158465177080_554382079_6684181_1808452_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207027_10150158465442080_554382079_6684185_7986063_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/205624_10150158465572080_554382079_6684186_4722830_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/206308_10150158465847080_554382079_6684189_2764863_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215396_10150158466602080_554382079_6684205_6437843_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside Mummy:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205203_10150158467437080_554382079_6684220_1359621_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They retook this shot alot of times. Cause they wanted to take 3 persons only. Each time, there's extra people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217533_10150158468242080_554382079_6684237_5023331_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the whole entire roller coaster to ourselves! Just the 8 of us! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208095_10150158468687080_554382079_6684247_1261232_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kiddos playing with water puddle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216706_10150158468747080_554382079_6684248_2363834_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205468_10150158472042080_554382079_6684290_704440_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217067_10150158472112080_554382079_6684291_405430_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Share food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/206888_10150158472332080_554382079_6684296_2347828_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215356_10150158472442080_554382079_6684298_3339788_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Treat you drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207918_10150158472527080_554382079_6684300_3377638_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215443_10150158472657080_554382079_6684306_2953976_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cover umbrella!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216245_10150158473387080_554382079_6684326_3761168_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyday i'm shuffling~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216537_10150158473267080_554382079_6684323_2331746_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217752_10150158473487080_554382079_6684327_4386592_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how wet we are T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208248_10150158473752080_554382079_6684331_3388281_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207295_10150158473862080_554382079_6684334_4155807_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't it look like him? *pouts mouth*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217118_10150158473937080_554382079_6684335_7923566_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry Bird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/215243_10150158474112080_554382079_6684340_5118737_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jokeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/217761_10150158475207080_554382079_6684369_2216773_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alot of tries for this. Tsk! Ricky suggested it. But he suck at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205740_10150158476277080_554382079_6684397_6196245_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216821_10150158476447080_554382079_6684402_5223265_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216236_10150158477092080_554382079_6684418_5572491_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216109_10150158478017080_554382079_6684445_686881_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standard classic face whenever there's Niu Rou Mian infront of him&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207301_10150158476147080_554382079_6684393_387100_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208497_10150158479157080_554382079_6684469_7338293_n.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207131_10150158475857080_554382079_6684386_2491004_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207783_10150158478447080_554382079_6684457_4530735_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217126_10150158478602080_554382079_6684459_3148906_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/207206_10150158478817080_554382079_6684463_3371419_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/217237_10150158478877080_554382079_6684465_5347350_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216305_10150158479007080_554382079_6684468_7162321_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216119_10150158475997080_554382079_6684389_3224052_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208650_10150158477707080_554382079_6684436_6705674_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215359_10150158479262080_554382079_6684470_1922791_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/207380_10150158478692080_554382079_6684461_8003636_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/208701_10150158479367080_554382079_6684473_7644716_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/215931_10150158479787080_554382079_6684485_3583344_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216676_10150158479957080_554382079_6684490_5943131_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/208617_10150158480062080_554382079_6684491_4027977_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216626_10150158480162080_554382079_6684493_753234_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/216475_10150158480212080_554382079_6684494_1826134_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216609_10150158480302080_554382079_6684497_7418710_n.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;I love all of you guys! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more pictures, please click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?id=554382079&amp;amp;aid=306901"&gt;here:D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**Blogger screwed up alot): Saying what 1GB free space used up, screw them. I had to copy paste from Facebook in the end. Good in a way. So that they picture files are smaller, won't lag:D&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/24521802-1693838324075708134?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1693838324075708134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1693838324075708134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1693838324075708134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1693838324075708134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-must-have-done-something-right-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-4540268175708983094</id><published>2011-04-09T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:36:10.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lieqnxXJvR1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;You know my name, not my story. You’ve heard what I’ve done, not what I’ve been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod man. I have sooooo much to blog, but i'm so lazy to update. Cause i'm kinda tired actually. But i'm feeling persistent to blog today. Anyway, USS in a few hours! Okay la, not like I've never been there. In fact, i work there-.- But, going with the clique just feels awesome awesome. Looking forward to it. Please don't disappoint me okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the lack of updates was due to a major reason that. I was wayyyy too lazy to carry my laptop home. So, i dumped it in the office. But, today must bring home. Cause it's weekends, plus i'll have to upload the awesome photos tmr:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, work's boring as usual. Thank god, just one more week to go. Can't wait for school to start. Cause when school starts = ITP ends. Woohoo! SHIOK AH! First time in 18 years of my life, i want school to start soon. Then again, when school starts, FYP starts. Damn it. I think i hope it's holiday all year round and money drops from the sky or grow on trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go sleep soon. Or tmr there's be a zombie in the park. That's me. Ohwell, maybe a few more zombies = my whole clique&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara said this just now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Maybe the ant went into your ear. Then the ant coat your ear wax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't it be the other way round?! The ear wax coat the ant. She thinks that the ant feeds on ear wax then can grow in size?! HAHAHAHA, retarded friend i have here. But i love her still:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-4540268175708983094?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/4540268175708983094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=4540268175708983094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4540268175708983094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/4540268175708983094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/you-know-my-name-not-my-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1901673742169618388</id><published>2011-04-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:44:20.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ligsi6BKaU1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A true friend is not like the rain that pours and goes. It’s more like the air; sometimes keeping quiet but it’s always there, constantly hanging around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #888888; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since i last blogged man): Nevertheless, weekdays are boring as ever, right? Saturday - Headed down to USS to get the tickets with Zara. Then met up with Bok and Clarence to go Expo, nothing much at the sale leh~ So, headed down to Airport to eat Astons Specialities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, love came over and eat lunch together. Rice, peanuts and nuggets&amp;lt;3 I think we're forever stuck with the nuggets, since 3 years ago until now. LOL. Good thing he didn't Dota on my computer today:D Cause i was hogging it throughout~ Finally when i went to wash the dishes, he got hold of the computer. So.. i forced him to go play WII with me:D Had fun! I bet he had fun, Cause i lost! ): SO SADDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dinner at Tampines 802 there with Janus. Hokkien mee and Oyster! I only eat the eggs by the way. Hees! Walked all the way back to Tampines Inter to slack at Mac, Milo Macflurry ftw! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tmr-.- ):&lt;br /&gt;D R E A D I N G &amp;nbsp;T O &amp;nbsp;T H E &amp;nbsp;M A X !&lt;br /&gt;10 more days, i will endure it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh, why the picture above is cause it reminds me of Zara's nails! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from last week when love was at my house while waiting for Zara and Kelvin to come and fetch us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f12KjaDjvlA/TZiNL27xYrI/AAAAAAAABX4/f96haBBpgPM/s1600/P1040841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f12KjaDjvlA/TZiNL27xYrI/AAAAAAAABX4/f96haBBpgPM/s400/P1040841.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He ruined my polaroid! Look at the first pic! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLkPhV5Mg0Q/TZiNoIrr3sI/AAAAAAAABX8/-dXsezmRwGQ/s1600/P1040842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLkPhV5Mg0Q/TZiNoIrr3sI/AAAAAAAABX8/-dXsezmRwGQ/s400/P1040842.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He's so self engrossed with the game, he ignored me and made them wait for 20 mins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yy-DcqsA1V4/TZiPqIKEQmI/AAAAAAAABYA/XW05vsVV8L0/s1600/P1040846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yy-DcqsA1V4/TZiPqIKEQmI/AAAAAAAABYA/XW05vsVV8L0/s400/P1040846.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playplayplay):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2ON5TyYPGw/TZiSZTNS99I/AAAAAAAABYE/mzrVlcCmv9w/s1600/P1040856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q2ON5TyYPGw/TZiSZTNS99I/AAAAAAAABYE/mzrVlcCmv9w/s400/P1040856.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fried soft shell crab from TM atrium Japanese food fair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98UAWrqj_tw/TZiS7XRNFLI/AAAAAAAABYI/Jo0mtAtd2Xw/s1600/P1040857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98UAWrqj_tw/TZiS7XRNFLI/AAAAAAAABYI/Jo0mtAtd2Xw/s400/P1040857.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Latest nails! I know it's retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1901673742169618388?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1901673742169618388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1901673742169618388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1901673742169618388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1901673742169618388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/04/true-friend-is-not-like-rain-that-pours.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f12KjaDjvlA/TZiNL27xYrI/AAAAAAAABX4/f96haBBpgPM/s72-c/P1040841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-273668291821817538</id><published>2011-03-27T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T17:17:11.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the past 2 days, it's been awesome nights with awesome people with awesome drive around(s). Why only nights? Because Friday in the day, it sucks, Cause i had work. After work it was orhsum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright. So.. Friday after work, met up with Zara and Kelvin at Tampines One. They came to fetch me! Ohyes! She took the car! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://www.rentcarsingapore.com/images/hyundai_tucson.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They, we headed down to Bedok 85 for dinner! The first time i went, was with Vic &amp;amp; Jasmine. Then with Janus, Jiewei, Clarence &amp;amp; Zara. This time with Zara &amp;amp; Kelvin(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="265" src="http://yumyumformytumtum.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/p1030348.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://yumyumformytumtum.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/p1030357.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://yumyumformytumtum.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/p1030360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then, followed by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ice Cream Chef! Been wanting to go there cause my brother often buys the ice cream home last time. But i hardly get to eat it):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.omy.sg/danielang/files/2008/10/chefs1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[Ieat+mix.jpg]" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/RnuuzJ1hbMI/AAAAAAAAC88/ewBqqpqT4wo/s1600/Ieat%2Bmix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img height="640" src="http://hazelhearts.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/p1100379.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://hazelhearts.files.wordpress.com/2010/09/p1100382.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had Soursop with kinder brueno, Zara had Horlicks with kinder brueno. Kelvin had White Chocolate with chocolate chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday, Clarence loveeeee came over to my house to nua while waiting for Zara and Kelvin to come fetch us. Meanwhile, he was very hardworking. He updated the Garena, Dota and maps on my computer so that he could play Dota-.- Ended up, i did the housework while waiting for him to play finish. And, Zara was waiting downstairs for 20 minutes for him! ): Felt so bad about it. But it wasn't my fault! ): End up when we went down, my Ice Cream Red Tea from KOI alrdy melted )':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And Clarence's whatsapp was spammed by Zara and Kelvin. LOLOLOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Headed down to Nex @ Serangoon, it's our virgin trip there, we never went there before. LOL! All food over there man! Headed over to Chomp Chomp for dinner. But before we went for dinner, we already made plans for supper later. LOL. Insane people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="BBQ Stingray" height="265" src="http://www.ladyironchef.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/BBQ-Stingray.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KN_yiXrvPVk/TRqvPdcdhrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/HHJq47qyXSs/s400/IMG_2032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Chomp Chomp BBQ Chicken Wings" height="640" src="http://www.ladyironchef.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Chomp-Chomp-BBQ-Chicken-Wings.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner, headed back to Tamp to fetch Jason, pool till 12am. Then we were deciding to head over to get dessert at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Ah Chew?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://blog.omy.sg/danielang/files/2008/05/ahchew11.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or.. Dim Sum at:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Wan Tou Sek (126)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v111/kensimthebear/moto_0290.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ended up, we decided to head to Ah Chew. But upon reaching there, Zara wanted to eat Lai Lai Casual Dining. Well, actually, i had no interest in eating there. But i didn't really mind if they wanted to eat there. Ended up, we left the place and headed over to 126. LOL. I felt guilty for making all of them change location&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Sorry people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dirtystall.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/img_5517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dirtystall.files.wordpress.com/2010/06/img_5499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[DSC00369.JPG]" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1urelabXSfQ/R4ZnqUoariI/AAAAAAAAAC8/b2RTcApFQM4/s400/DSC00369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[DSC00368.JPG]" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1urelabXSfQ/R4ZnNUoarhI/AAAAAAAAAC0/GEG6XD4xGdo/s400/DSC00368.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sent Kelvin home @ Yishun. Geylang &amp;gt; Yishun = 20 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sent Clarence home @ Savannah. Yishun &amp;gt; Simei = 20 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sent Zara and the car home @ Tampines. Simei &amp;gt; Tampines = 15 mins. (LOL, WTF ratio)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walked home with Jason = 15 mins. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jason the Safety Driver, who drives at 150km/hr. He attempted to compete with a Honda Civic R series outside Safra, and an Audi around Yishun area, with a Hyundai. LOL. Joke. But it was so much fun. Teehees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I reached home at 3.20 i think. LOLOLOL!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When it was 1am, my mum called. I told her i was leaving soon. When we just reached 126. HAHAHA! Rubber-ised timing:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Was supposed to head down to ION with Zara, Kelvin and Clarence. End up Clarence can't go out. So we stayed at home, &amp;amp; it's Monday again tmr! WTS! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-273668291821817538?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/273668291821817538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=273668291821817538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/273668291821817538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/273668291821817538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/for-past-2-days-its-been-awesome-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/RnuuzJ1hbMI/AAAAAAAAC88/ewBqqpqT4wo/s72-c/Ieat%2Bmix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5859808327883384463</id><published>2011-03-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T23:01:16.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldpvz0Wygx1qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldkf0vLWOR1qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITP sucks so much that i can't describe about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took away my life, my time, my well-deserving holiday, my sleep, my fun, my play time, my resting time, my time which could be spent working - earning more money, my time to spend with friends, my time to spend with boyfriend. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;OMG, FML OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kinda lazy to blog now. Plus my life = home - work - break - work - home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cycle repeats from Monday - Friday-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, perhaps in between i did meet friends after work. For a miserable few hours-.- FML, i'd rather be doing FYP. I wish ITP never existed-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5859808327883384463?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5859808327883384463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5859808327883384463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5859808327883384463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5859808327883384463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/itp-sucks-so-much-that-i-cant-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5946584516021800265</id><published>2011-03-20T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T01:32:17.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcbuoqQNc21qajjdco1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was a fairytale, i wore a dress, you wore a dark red tee shirt. Okay, random, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY 3 YEARS 10 MONTHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating boy texted me at 12 to wish me. Saying that i didn't text him. Before that i was complaining that he go club, cfm won't message me to wish me de. I swear he did that to prove me wrong~ But it's okayyyyy:D&lt;br /&gt;So now, he's back to clubbing-.- Irritating much! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-5946584516021800265?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5946584516021800265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5946584516021800265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5946584516021800265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5946584516021800265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/today-was-fairytale-i-wore-dress-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2240073983309599730</id><published>2011-03-18T00:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:54:40.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="By ange de l’amour  " src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lclrnuEIuB1qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 1.7em; font-style: italic; font-weight: 100; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; text-align: center;"&gt;You know its love when you are willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada, today's the end of my 2 days MC. I didn't keng to get this 2 days MC okay, was really sick. My voice is god damn awesome. I swear it's so freaking sexy! *wink wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, honestly, the coughing is killinggg meeee! Every night also can't fall asleep in peace, have to keep coughinggggg till i can wake the whole house up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITP sucks as much as ever, on Tuesday, LO came down to visit us, all of us were whining to him about how much we're suffering, begging him to take us back. {it's something that's i-m-p-o-s-s-i-b-l-e man): } Alan allowed me to leave early as my voice was god awesome. Headed home via bus 8 to dump my things and went to find cuteboy at 445. Found his twin there too:D Dinner-ed at 445. Had porridge. I was super stupid, i have no idea what got into me, i just pressed the middle of the pepper bottle, pepper poof-ed on my porridge. Mad stupid-.- Janus was busy laughing at me while Clarence was saying "woah, Arina, i didn't know you like pepper this much" -.- Shit you people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to the polyclinic yesterday late morning, waited for an hour plus, ALONE. ): Sadded): Cause Zara was sleeping and Clarence wasn't being nice to accompany me to the doctor-.- &lt;i&gt;( i've got an awesome boyfriend, i know!)&lt;/i&gt; Home and met up with Zara to go get our loots. Met Clarence, Janus and Jiewei after that with some girl, dinner-ed with them, but i didn't eat. Thanks man, 5 persons eating western in front of a sick person. &lt;i&gt;(i've got great friends, i know!)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Headed home, ended up eating nothing cause i had no appetite): Drank a little soup so that i can take my medicine. ): Sad life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with love and Justin today(: Quite an awesomeeee day, dinner with Qi at T1 kopitiam followed by Manpuku! Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U3sgF1v674o/TYI7WvlCwYI/AAAAAAAABXE/Zife2kxQIhw/s400/P1040831.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The pair of havaianas that Love bought for me, Don't it look familiar? Look back at my August post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dAIt6UbAuZQ/TYI7fLKBTyI/AAAAAAAABXI/AUPQhVPtCl0/s400/P1040832.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-M4b1SMwDclg/TYI7m2GzJKI/AAAAAAAABXM/TLtw-7hI3WM/s400/P1040833.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The holes in my lovely bunnie pouch, caused by the Effiel Tower keychain on my keysss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ufm_MFiHR7k/TYI7s4KpvQI/AAAAAAAABXQ/eiYTBzW9j4M/s400/P1040835.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-QAQ9GHonC40/TYI70V6SwpI/AAAAAAAABXU/9-n9LQuP4oU/s400/P1040836.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Medicines hate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VBxkX-iEnhw/TYI78ICOswI/AAAAAAAABXY/JB8T9v_lr0U/s400/P1040837.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know the sides look awful): Hur!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2240073983309599730?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2240073983309599730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2240073983309599730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2240073983309599730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2240073983309599730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/you-know-its-love-when-you-are-willing.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-U3sgF1v674o/TYI7WvlCwYI/AAAAAAAABXE/Zife2kxQIhw/s72-c/P1040831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6434916314127148477</id><published>2011-03-16T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T01:11:00.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcnc7wYTsU1qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is exactly how i feel at ITP. Totally. Like Shit):&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a super sexy voice, turning in soon):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6434916314127148477?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6434916314127148477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6434916314127148477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6434916314127148477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6434916314127148477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/alright-this-is-exactly-how-i-feel-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8697695596709146183</id><published>2011-03-14T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:32:19.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently at work, almost bored to death): Reason why i'm not doing my work is cause i'm being locked outta of office's database, so i can't do anything): Hur!&lt;br /&gt;I'm coughing here like noone's business. Coughing my lungssss out):&lt;br /&gt;Boring, currently in need of an iphone to satisfy my craving for a spare phone. *gian gian*&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is super stupid i know, but you do stupid things when you're superrrrr bored and superrrr hungry):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8697695596709146183?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8697695596709146183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8697695596709146183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8697695596709146183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8697695596709146183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-currently-at-work-almost-bored-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-750873644438414142</id><published>2011-03-13T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T03:14:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5xAjhXPT7U/TXvBotKskiI/AAAAAAAABW4/6dQIbw6SGbk/s400/4.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: italic; font-weight: 100; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Marilyn Monroe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, i am a sinner for my mistakes. I changed, too much, for the worst. Sometimes i wish the kind of mistakes that i make are like: i smoke, i swear, i drink too much, i'm a hell-lot-of-crap. But, it's not so superficial. It's more in-depth. I changed. I don't know in what way. The worse thing? I have no idea how to change back. And no-one's here to tell me what went wrong. I'm like an idiot thrown in the dessert without knowing the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no doubt. I do&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;the the importance of you. I love you, so much more than you can imagine, so much more that you doubt. But sometimes, i feel like you can't see it at all, like as though I hid it all behind an opaque screen. Maybe that's how i feel about you too. I wish it's like that. I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too stupid, so i prolly trust all my friends. At least my clique i mean, so if any of them cheats me, i'mma goner. So please, stay by me. Cause i love you, you all more than anything else in the world. You guys mean the entire universe to me. I hope things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, everything did. It eventually will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Love you forever,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Always do.&amp;nbsp;&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/24521802-750873644438414142?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/750873644438414142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=750873644438414142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/750873644438414142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/750873644438414142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-believe-that-everything-happens-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-R5xAjhXPT7U/TXvBotKskiI/AAAAAAAABW4/6dQIbw6SGbk/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2131103726338855434</id><published>2011-03-10T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T01:00:22.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lerktbkJ621qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;The only reason I don’t respond truthfully when someone asks me what’s wrong is because I know that most of the time people don’t care about my problems and they jsut want to know what’s going on because it satisfies them to know everything that goes on with everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;In tumblr you can say, “Follow me back,” to be followed. But in life you can’t just say, “Love me back,” to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could do that:\ I have a million things to blog. But when i look at this empty space. My mind goes blank. There's so much i wanna say. So much I wanna write on this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the bus back to Tampines to meet Zara for dinner, i randomly occurred to me this status that i saw quite awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Girls get together with the hope that the guy will change for the better after time. Guys get&amp;nbsp;together&amp;nbsp;with the hope that &amp;nbsp;the girl never changes. That's the hard truth. It.. Sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta agree. But, what can we do about it? :\&lt;br /&gt;It's about the breaking-up season AGAIN-.- What's a breaking up season?&lt;br /&gt;Every year this period, there's gonna be a large number of people breaking up. This year, the season is back. And i'm afraid that i might join in this season. I hope that i'll never have to join it. Cause it sucks sooooo much):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i don't like this feeling at all. The feeling of crying myself to sleep. The urge to cry every now at then, irregardless of where i am. The kind of heartache each time i hear an emotional song or see something that has memories of us. When i was with Zara just now, I think everything was relatively okay, trying hard to fight back some tears. But the moment i opened the door and entered my room, I feel like i'm not gonna be okay. I feel like a paperweight being tied to a rope, at the highest point. Every word you speak, every action you do, is like a wind blowing by me. Making my emotions sway to extreme points. Every hint you drop, is like cutting a few strands off. It's like a living hell. Awaiting your decision as to whether I'll go back into your arms, or i'll go cut to hell, with the rope being cut off&amp;nbsp;instantaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I can't even feel myself anymore :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2131103726338855434?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2131103726338855434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2131103726338855434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2131103726338855434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2131103726338855434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/only-reason-i-dont-respond-truthfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1918189851684460324</id><published>2011-03-08T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T18:29:15.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess i changed too much along the way:\&lt;/b&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/24521802-1918189851684460324?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1918189851684460324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1918189851684460324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1918189851684460324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1918189851684460324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-guess-i-changed-too-much-along-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-9001974116118466577</id><published>2011-03-06T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:37:25.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leogdrA7dO1qdm8swo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #666666; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px;"&gt;Behind my smile is a hurting heart. Behind my laughs I’m falling apart. Look at me closely and you will see: The girl I am just isn’t me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the first day of attachment. Till now, i'm undecided to take a bus or to take a train to ToaPayoh. Okay, i shall stick with MRT for now, cause it seems much safer:S Now it seems like everyone's bombarding me with what to wear for ITP tmr. Okay, i have NO IDEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm annoyed with ITP, ruining my holidaysss): And it sucks cause i won't know how many days i need to work, how many hours a day, what time report work everyday, need work weekend anot, what time end. Okay, you get it. It sucks cause we know nuts about it-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from&amp;nbsp;whining&amp;nbsp;about ITP. I think i'm trying to handle a heartache over here. Major heartache, don't ask about it. I have no idea why is this happening.Perhaps i thought too highly about myself in your heart. Maybe I'm really not on the top of your&amp;nbsp;priority&amp;nbsp;list, not even near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-9001974116118466577?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/9001974116118466577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=9001974116118466577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9001974116118466577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/9001974116118466577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/behind-my-smile-is-hurting-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7997197446299341065</id><published>2011-03-04T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T00:18:25.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf3t9tAnRp1qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h1" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #666666; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;The most memorable people in life will be the friends who loved you when you weren’t very lovable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Aidan Chambers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool again today! Actually was supposed to meet Layhan at 7. So Zara and i met up at around 5 to go soh at TM, cause watson's is having sale. ( We like damn aunty sia!)&lt;br /&gt;After ZD, Za, Kel, Clar and i met up, Layhan said she could make it. Wts?! Okay, annoyed much. This is probably the last time gonna ask her out. I mean, it's annoying can?!&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to head to Harry's bar, but apparently, change of plans, headed down to Safra to play pool instead. &amp;lt;3 the noodles there! That's the only reason why i like that place. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ECP tmr with Clique! Happy~ Sad that my sotong can't come T.T Peektures tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7997197446299341065?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7997197446299341065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7997197446299341065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7997197446299341065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7997197446299341065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/most-memorable-people-in-life-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7763305333753569836</id><published>2011-03-02T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:32:04.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lawayoxyEn1qajjdco1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="h1" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #666666; font-family: Merriweather, 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 25px; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 37px; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end you’ll see who’s fake, who’s true and who would risk it all for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; color: #888888; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;-Tiffany Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes baby! Exams are finally O V E R officially baby! That means i can play all day and party all night! Alright, sad thing, only for 5 days. Effing 5 days. It's okay, i'll try to live it to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City Plaza today with Zara, finally get to eat my Arnold's chicken! Yes ah, i ate my brotherrrr's chicky chicken! Then headed to her house to annoy her mummy! Teehees! And then, headed down to want our darling(s) play basketball. It kinda ended not too happily ever after uh, cause some people started playing rough! My poor boy! ): Ohno, it's my poor BOYSSSS! Why play till so rough man! Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kbox tmr with lovelies! (:&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, i'm still remembering the classics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"My hand smells like dog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You dog. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Bark and i'll help you!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chhhiiickkkeeeen, damn bastard right! Tsk, that's how my clique is, annoying much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7763305333753569836?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7763305333753569836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7763305333753569836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7763305333753569836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7763305333753569836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-end-youll-see-whos-fake-whos-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-783575797428063877</id><published>2011-02-27T02:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:42:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jh1JNNZosVE/TWlIRo5gTXI/AAAAAAAABU8/CWhgxx4a4AU/s1600/Submitted+by%25C2%25A0rainbowsnicecream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jh1JNNZosVE/TWlIRo5gTXI/AAAAAAAABU8/CWhgxx4a4AU/s400/Submitted+by%25C2%25A0rainbowsnicecream.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Looking at this photo totally reminds me of what me and Jason's been doing recently. Going on like: whatthefuck whatthefuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's like cute to the max plus annoying other people to the maximum man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-783575797428063877?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/783575797428063877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=783575797428063877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/783575797428063877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/783575797428063877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/looking-at-this-photo-totally-reminds.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-jh1JNNZosVE/TWlIRo5gTXI/AAAAAAAABU8/CWhgxx4a4AU/s72-c/Submitted+by%25C2%25A0rainbowsnicecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6351242404887228852</id><published>2011-02-21T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T02:21:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldy1mn1k6y1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgcx4wCekw1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some days, what i really need is something simple. Just a gesture, just a simple hug, or perhaps, just a smile. That's all i probably need to make everything better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally filled now, No idea how am i supposed to feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6351242404887228852?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6351242404887228852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6351242404887228852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6351242404887228852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6351242404887228852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-days-what-i-really-need-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2889307060257628723</id><published>2011-02-15T01:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T01:42:15.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le3ftgU8zq1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To my dear boy ( Clarence ) &amp;amp; to all my sweet hearts!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so it was supposed to be a happy day, but it's the first day of my exams. So "exciting" man! Went down to meet Clarence and his friends at Bugis after my paper, met Qiqi too^.^&lt;br /&gt;Roamed around, pretty much a boring Valentine's Day): Unlike Zara who went for picnic at ECP! *Envy*&lt;br /&gt;I wish for a romantic valentine's day though):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it's okay! Makes me &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;H A P P Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; just to be able to see that cute boy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying again tmr): Currently psycho-ing weijie to come down Tamp to study tgt. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;OMG la! Seeing Zara's post and facebook makes me go: 好羡慕哦！Yes, you guys can probably imagine me saying that. LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did i mention that i like this picture alot:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Realised that there's so many places that our clique haven done together before! Though we're already together for so long-.-&lt;br /&gt;1. Picnic&lt;br /&gt;2. Marina Bay Sands&lt;br /&gt;3. Resorts World Sentosa&lt;br /&gt;4. Henderson Wave&lt;br /&gt;5. Marina Barrage&lt;br /&gt;6. Universal Studios Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i thought of more, but suddenly my brain went blank. Think it's time for me to hit the sheets! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffhncASC81qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;You guys definitely will always mean something big to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2889307060257628723?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2889307060257628723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2889307060257628723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2889307060257628723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2889307060257628723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day-to-my-dear-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-3160167802882908331</id><published>2011-02-11T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:52:14.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_le1pcetXpG1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing upon a miracle for the upcoming exams! Omg la, i seriously feel so screwed up about it. I think i've been playing way too much): Needs to get back on track/ start studying soon? Kinda feel stressful leh! My whole class like most also start studying already?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leiaxoDkH61qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, the thing that makes me pretty much sad is that my first paper is actually on Monday (14/2), which is freaking &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML seriously uh! Sway ttm uh! Anyway, i have absolutely no idea what to get for that dear boy of mine cause i really think that there's nothing i can get for him. I can't possibly&amp;nbsp;out-buy&amp;nbsp;his mummy what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to hit the sheets now! Tata! Will be back probably tomorrow to update about CNY! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-3160167802882908331?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/3160167802882908331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=3160167802882908331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3160167802882908331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/3160167802882908331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/wishing-upon-miracle-for-upcoming-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1157839893039051551</id><published>2011-02-06T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T03:48:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg0sm7tiMa1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly lotsa thoughts dawned upon me just now. In a couple of months, we'll be&amp;nbsp;separated. Not for a while. but probably what seems forever. Yeah, people may say that, you can still keep in touch even though the other person is no longer with you physically. But, let's just face it up alright? You're gonna be half a globe away. When we're about to wake up to go to class/work, you're about to go to rest. You may say that you'll come back. But, when you come back, the most you can stay is only a couple of days. At most, a couple of weeks. That's about it! Right, stay as close as always, I would love to believe these sweet little lies we always tell each other. Deep down, you know it's never gonna happen, it's never gonna be the same. Everything is gonna change in that moment you board the flight. I'm probably expecting a teary goodbye, judging from the fact on how i feel like tearing up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg0s3iPqLu1qbjt25o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to you who never knew you meant as much. Seriously, you mean a lot to me. A whole lot more than what you imagined to be. Losing you, it's definitely not the same. No one can replace you. I love how i can whine about anything under the sun to you. How you'll tell me your troubles. I love how i could read what you're thinking. But, the moment i lost the ability to see through your thoughts, i knew i lost you. That's when i kinda lost a part of myself, cause it's so weird without you. You said i could cope and go back to normal, to the period before i met you. But, i doubt i can, cause you mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel upset and super disappointed that you forsake me because of someone else. I was condemned, not for my own mistake, but for someone's else foolishness. Where i'm not given the chance to prove that our friendship won't be affected by anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1157839893039051551?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1157839893039051551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1157839893039051551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1157839893039051551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1157839893039051551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/suddenly-lotsa-thoughts-dawned-upon-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2472975821388247205</id><published>2011-02-03T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T23:20:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leqsssK1iJ1qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="By misswallflower" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leptpmitdx1qaobbko1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2472975821388247205?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2472975821388247205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2472975821388247205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2472975821388247205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2472975821388247205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/bymisswallflower.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8836531331600761507</id><published>2011-02-01T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:49:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had so much plans on what to do when i get home.&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;1. Continue downloading dream high and transfer it into my itouch so i won't be dead bored during CNY&lt;br /&gt;2. Paint my damn-ed nails.&lt;br /&gt;3. Put my bed sheets.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do up blog.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do BMT.&lt;br /&gt;But, all of it, i only managed to put on my bed sheets. I'm super duper pissed off. _|_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, bathed immediately so i could start doing my things soon. Until some fuck shit started finding trouble with me. Seriously, don't know what the fuck is his problem. Ended up, the whole thing spoiled my mood of doing anything. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called me a bitch, i'm not, but no doubt, you're a motherfucking bastard.&lt;br /&gt;The only words i have for you is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK OFF, MOTHERFUCKER! The world's a whole lot better place without you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wisdom tooth made the area around the gum god damn-ed pain. Seriously, of all time, right before CNY. Great timing. Probably it's a blessing in disguise, don't have to talk so much crap. Plus it gives me reasons why i'm so moody/ grumpy/ unhappy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8836531331600761507?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8836531331600761507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8836531331600761507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8836531331600761507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8836531331600761507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-had-so-much-plans-on-what-to-do-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-1747152873524663211</id><published>2011-01-31T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T01:30:31.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_leqsz72ZNu1qaobbko1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-1747152873524663211?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/1747152873524663211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=1747152873524663211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1747152873524663211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/1747152873524663211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/cherish.html' title='Cherish'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-5154974782905744801</id><published>2011-01-24T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:49:59.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Submitted by: crimsonsnow" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lefccqwx1J1qddkhgo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: 'Droid Serif', serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; border-collapse: collapse; color: #ea9999; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;THE WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD; WHEN SOMETHING FROM YOUR PAST, RECENT OR LONG AGO, HAUNTS YOU AND IS IN YOUR MIND EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcymhpTZHX1qddkhgo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #330000; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; border-collapse: separate;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We'd have long forgotten;&lt;br /&gt;These memories will haunt your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/24521802-5154974782905744801?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/5154974782905744801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=5154974782905744801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5154974782905744801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/5154974782905744801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/worst-feeling-in-world-when-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-447975394917095069</id><published>2011-01-24T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:40:27.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_las0g7NvDZ1qddkhgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;One's for me, One's for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-447975394917095069?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/447975394917095069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=447975394917095069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/447975394917095069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/447975394917095069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/ones-for-me-ones-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-7393786963108881339</id><published>2011-01-20T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:40:00.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbkw08lZ0D1qddkhgo1_500.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; YEARS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; MONTHS ANNIVERSARY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;LOVE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;You're sick, I'm sick): Both sick):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Get well soon darling^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Meeting Sotong at Bugis later to pei her shop shop. I hope Clarence don't ge training and come &amp;nbsp;join us or go home, cause he's sick and i seriously discourage that you still go for training): But, the fact is, he's as stubborn as a mule, doubt my advice will get into his mind:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Anyway, just now i met up with Zara to accompany her to CP to see see walk walk. Dinner with Jasmine and mummy(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Went up to WTS to accompany them go pay for the KL trip, (how i wish i can go). Dad confirm won't allow one. Then, we were given 2 wooden amulet like thing to write our well wishes and hang on the board, like in those taiwan dramas/temples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;So, we saw this one.. It says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;24hrs msg, to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;him 4ever, no quarrels, PSLE results pass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Yes, the main point? She's getting her PSLE this year, she has a boyfriend whom she messages him 24 hours a day. And, she hopes she doesn't quarrel with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;RIGHT. P6 = 12. What was i doing at 12?!!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Anyway, dinner @ Pizza Hut. The new year's pizza isn't that awesome): Hawaiian is always the best(Y) ! Followed by movie at 920, The Ghost Must Be Crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;It's quite funny, should go watch!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;heeheee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-7393786963108881339?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/7393786963108881339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=7393786963108881339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7393786963108881339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/7393786963108881339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-3-years-8-months-anniversary-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-6218249227473626384</id><published>2011-01-20T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T01:39:46.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbgvy3oWZs1qddkhgo1_500.png" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;That was how i felt. My opinion was not required. Cause irregardless of what i say, the outcome will still be the same. So, it somehow made me feel like, you're not asking me. You're just telling me. Whether or not we're okay with it, you're just going ahead with it. Then, i'm sorry. You can't change the way i feel. But if i'm the only one who feels this way, the problem may lie with me. BUT, when the entire group and others more also feels the same way, perhaps, the problem don't lie with me at all. First impression is important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbf14lMEh01qddkhgo1_500.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just wanted to say:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;You're important to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't wish/want to lose you to some girl that comes along the way. But if i eventually lose you, maybe that's all our relationship is able to withstand. Then, i'm pretty much speechless. I mean, what more can i say?! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-6218249227473626384?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/6218249227473626384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=6218249227473626384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6218249227473626384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/6218249227473626384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-was-how-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-8782834467775115192</id><published>2011-01-17T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:00:19.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lenyydJbt11qd60sao1_500.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbq9k7cxXK1qddkhgo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;This year don't seem to be a very good year:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-8782834467775115192?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/8782834467775115192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=8782834467775115192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8782834467775115192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/8782834467775115192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2491298277582361092</id><published>2011-01-16T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:35:13.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Omg, can't believe that i already have friends turning 19, i thought most of us just turned 18?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, we had a chalet to celebrate his birthday. It wasn't as fun, i have no idea why uh. But then, it's yet another memory of ours(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKFWwoBeI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-KDzRfc-Ajk/s1600/P1040282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKFWwoBeI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-KDzRfc-Ajk/s400/P1040282.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JIAQI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKKDInuUI/AAAAAAAABTU/YIr5hGAqRlE/s1600/P1040285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKKDInuUI/AAAAAAAABTU/YIr5hGAqRlE/s400/P1040285.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;New workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKRbPqhcI/AAAAAAAABTY/qC2dJJoVYpQ/s1600/P1040286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKRbPqhcI/AAAAAAAABTY/qC2dJJoVYpQ/s400/P1040286.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKVa4jxAI/AAAAAAAABTc/Thh3OODkrJU/s1600/P1040288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKVa4jxAI/AAAAAAAABTc/Thh3OODkrJU/s400/P1040288.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKa0JfLMI/AAAAAAAABTg/O9XKTDJbFD8/s1600/P1040292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKa0JfLMI/AAAAAAAABTg/O9XKTDJbFD8/s400/P1040292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She look like some mad woman who's drunk&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs057.snc6/168736_498180277079_554382079_6068687_6891102_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs745.ash1/163788_498180497079_554382079_6068690_6759383_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Prince(s) who are being served.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs782.ash1/167256_498180777079_554382079_6068696_6024950_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG, just look at the purple flames!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs018.snc6/166876_498181082079_554382079_6068701_3962259_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KZJA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs771.ash1/166167_498182032079_554382079_6068702_1135510_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sambal Prawns, new love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs066.snc6/167688_498182802079_554382079_6068709_6867835_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Froggy, time to eat stingray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs054.snc6/168439_498182947079_554382079_6068711_1687949_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, play play play! Tsk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs036.snc6/166644_498183067079_554382079_6068712_4998778_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor maid life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs740.ash1/163218_498183737079_554382079_6068720_6887980_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weiseong with my present:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1395.snc4/164750_498184037079_554382079_6068724_3459326_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday Cake for Janus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1369.snc4/164131_498184152079_554382079_6068725_1789937_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We borrowed his cake to, celebrate ppl's birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs038.snc6/166853_498184257079_554382079_6068726_3718986_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday PeiYun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs756.ash1/164757_498185012079_554382079_6068738_129236_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chivas for this time(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs067.snc6/167776_498185547079_554382079_6068746_76216_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My eyes look weird! O.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs057.snc6/168723_498185667079_554382079_6068747_4537864_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs744.ash1/163691_498186867079_554382079_6068755_2586177_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, the actual birthday boy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs797.ash1/168781_498187107079_554382079_6068759_2421062_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs036.snc6/166614_498187382079_554382079_6068762_649813_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs036.snc6/166614_498187382079_554382079_6068762_649813_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Love this clique, and everyone of you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;There ain't no other people who can replace you guys(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24521802-2491298277582361092?l=shatteredheartts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/feeds/2491298277582361092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24521802&amp;postID=2491298277582361092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2491298277582361092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24521802/posts/default/2491298277582361092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shatteredheartts.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-janus-omg-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08424494830845094918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_quB5X1pD9Bk/TTHKFWwoBeI/AAAAAAAABTQ/-KDzRfc-Ajk/s72-c/P1040282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24521802.post-2348062865213413551</id><published>2011-01-13T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:29:24.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-stroke-width: 1px; color: #343434; font-family: 'Droid Serif', serif; font-size: 20px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poeticheartache.tumblr.com/post/2710888233/lets-face-it-weve-changed-weve-all-changed" style="color: #343434; font-family: 'Droid Serif', serif; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;LET’S FACE IT, WE’VE CHANGED. WE’VE ALL CHANGED. SOMEWHERE BETWEEN SCHOOL ENDING AND SCHOOL STARTING. WE’VE ALL GONE IN OUR OWN DIRECTIONS. HEARTS WERE BROKEN AND FRIENDSHIPS WERE FUCKED OVER. NEW LOVES STARTED, AND NEW PEOPLE CAME INTO OUR LIVES. WE NO LONGER TALK FOR HOURS ABOUT NOTHING AT ALL. WE’VE ALL CHANGED. SOME FOR THE BETTER AND SOME FOR THE WORSE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, i'm thankful for you guys(: I'm glad most turned for the better(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for so many things, so many memories before these changes started taking place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="mediaContainer" id="mediaContainer" style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="esplanadegrpphoto.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/esplanadegrpphoto.jpg?t=1294925198" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="qii.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/qii.jpg?t=1294925212" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="esplanadejieweisengiemejessie.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/esplanadejieweisengiemejessie.jpg?t=1294925219" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Just look at how different we looked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="esplanademebaoshan.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/esplanademebaoshan.jpg?t=1294925221" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Janyan.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/Janyan.jpg?t=1294927270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How much we changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="GEEKIFIEDNERDIFIED2.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/GEEKIFIEDNERDIFIED2.jpg?t=1294927274" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How close we used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="jessme.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/jessme.jpg?t=1294927301" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;How hypocrisy didn't exist yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="shannme.jpg shan&amp;amp;me" height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/shannme.jpg?t=1294927410" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="senme-1.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/senme-1.jpg?t=1294927419" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Yanme.jpg yan&amp;amp;me" height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/Yanme.jpg?t=1294927423" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Before things fell out of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="baoshnme2.jpg baoshan&amp;amp;i" height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/baoshnme2.jpg?t=1294927519" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="SAKAErickyshansen.jpg SAKAE; ricky,baoshan&amp;amp;sengie" height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/SAKAErickyshansen.jpg?t=1294927548" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When we were just a few classes away from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="SHOPPINGrickyme2.jpg SHOPPING; ricky&amp;amp;me" height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/SHOPPINGrickyme2.jpg?t=1294927625" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="SCHOOLDAYSzarame2.jpg SCHOOL DAYS; zara&amp;amp;me2" height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/SCHOOLDAYSzarame2.jpg?t=1294927634" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When we sat right beside each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="SHOPPINGshanme.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/SHOPPINGshanme.jpg?t=1294927642" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="SHOPPINGrickyme.jpg SHOPPING; ricky&amp;amp;me5" height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/SHOPPINGrickyme.jpg?t=1294927646" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="7zaiclarence.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/7zaiclarence.jpg?t=1294927687" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When true&amp;nbsp;happiness existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC02526.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC02526.jpg?t=1294927722" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks for being there through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC02546.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC02546.jpg?t=1294927741" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thanks for all the insanity you guys brought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="CNYsenme.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/CNYsenme.jpg?t=1294927845" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="AIRPORTclarme6.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/AIRPORTclarme6.jpg?t=1294927851" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="remembered038-1.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/remembered038-1.jpg?t=1294927882" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When vandalism on our hands are so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imgEnv" id="imgEnv-fullSizedImage" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC04511.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC04511.jpg?t=1294928259" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC04512.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC04512.jpg?t=1294928265" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC03669.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC03669.jpg?t=1294928312" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4 years in council, we've been through lotsa shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC04872.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC04872.jpg?t=1294928337" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Each other's SunShine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC04924.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC04924.jpg?t=1294928347" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Acting cute as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05423-1.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05423-1.jpg?t=1294929036" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every birthday we passed together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05420-1.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05420-1.jpg?t=1294929140" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05669.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05669.jpg?t=1294929165" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every chalet we've been to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05673.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05673.jpg?t=1294929168" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05675.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05675.jpg?t=1294929169" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05655.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05655.jpg?t=1294929179" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Every delicacies we've tasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05660.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05660.jpg?t=1294929183" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05647.jpg " height="400" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05647.jpg?t=1294929194" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All the hardship we've been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="DSC05984.jpg " height="300" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m134/oOarinaOo/DSC05984.jpg?t=1294929846" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The risk(s) we've taken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For this photo, only Zara and Ricky and prolly those present will understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7a2531; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Verdana, Arial, sans-se
