<?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-5270786228106706456</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:38:02.559+08:00</updated><category term='bitchiness :P'/><category term='beauty.'/><category term='blogspot (:'/><category term='mondays :P'/><category term='talking :O'/><category term='hot hunks ((:'/><category term='gratitude.'/><category term='hypo (:'/><category term='emotions :)'/><category term='valentines (:'/><category term='thoughts...'/><category term='fondue :D'/><category term='poems (:'/><category term='guys.'/><category term='death.'/><category term='evangelism (:'/><category term='anticipation'/><category term='promises :/'/><category term='crying.'/><category term='family.'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='CNY'/><category term='thanksgiving (:'/><category term='luck'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='love.'/><category term='holidays (:'/><category term='faith.'/><category term='christmas.'/><category term='life :D'/><category term='anger :('/><category term='prayer.'/><category term='friends (:'/><category term='mummy'/><category term='feeling :D'/><category term='birthdays :)'/><category term='camp.'/><category term='gym :D'/><category term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'>a hymn of love;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8843452097455924089</id><published>2008-06-03T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:58:56.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought our days would last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it wasn't our destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause in my mind we had so much time, but I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;No I can believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can still find the strength in the moments we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking back on yesterday&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memory will always be a memory.&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8843452097455924089?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8843452097455924089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8890079563140115930</id><published>2008-05-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:57:24.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;Eu are Ediotic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8890079563140115930?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8890079563140115930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8890079563140115930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8890079563140115930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8890079563140115930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8119063774195664227</id><published>2008-05-09T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:27:01.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time.time.time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time.time.time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8119063774195664227?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8119063774195664227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8119063774195664227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8119063774195664227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8119063774195664227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/05/time.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7557689245849414360</id><published>2008-04-15T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:32:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i hate guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7557689245849414360?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7557689245849414360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7557689245849414360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7557689245849414360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7557689245849414360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/04/update.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8173033110298519527</id><published>2008-03-30T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:30.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANISHA &lt;3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a post dedicated to you , need I say how much I miss you too?&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times we've had.&lt;br /&gt;We needa meet and catch up, ex love-guru! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R-9-JRj-KzI/AAAAAAAAASg/wr4eqXWwsMY/s1600-h/DSCF1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183500393924930354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R-9-JRj-KzI/AAAAAAAAASg/wr4eqXWwsMY/s200/DSCF1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet your boyfirend is jealoussssss :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8173033110298519527?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8173033110298519527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8173033110298519527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8173033110298519527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8173033110298519527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/anisha-3-heres-post-dedicated-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R-9-JRj-KzI/AAAAAAAAASg/wr4eqXWwsMY/s72-c/DSCF1016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-2826045896074105319</id><published>2008-03-18T19:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:30.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAM'S THOUGHTS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;" living in love's shadow "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-3pDT_3uI/AAAAAAAAASY/s7m4Red8Z1s/s1600-h/DSCF1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179060012391063266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-3pDT_3uI/AAAAAAAAASY/s7m4Red8Z1s/s200/DSCF1729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" love's firm grip "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-2vTT_3tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6l2NQS-olio/s1600-h/220279254_17c20cbec5_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179059020253617874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-2vTT_3tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6l2NQS-olio/s200/220279254_17c20cbec5_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;" pure love "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-2RzT_3sI/AAAAAAAAASI/k9DGBqQRKcg/s1600-h/358121267_308c435079_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179058513447476930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-2RzT_3sI/AAAAAAAAASI/k9DGBqQRKcg/s200/358121267_308c435079_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-2826045896074105319?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2826045896074105319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=2826045896074105319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2826045896074105319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2826045896074105319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/sams-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9-3pDT_3uI/AAAAAAAAASY/s7m4Red8Z1s/s72-c/DSCF1729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6512941755929416093</id><published>2008-03-15T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T23:10:08.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelism (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOD.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever doubted God?&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever questioned God?&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gotten angry with God?&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what He looks like?&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever lost God?&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God did not create evil.&lt;br /&gt;Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my God is awesome. &lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that He's my God (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6512941755929416093?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6512941755929416093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6512941755929416093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6512941755929416093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6512941755929416093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/god.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6229239306553410479</id><published>2008-03-15T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:31.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RANDOMNESS #15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourites, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXUDT_3pI/AAAAAAAAARw/WF6mYEyIJWs/s1600-h/13032008680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177898567334878866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXUDT_3pI/AAAAAAAAARw/WF6mYEyIJWs/s200/13032008680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXhTT_3qI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8W_OJHCwgp0/s1600-h/15032008691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177898794968145570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXhTT_3qI/AAAAAAAAAR4/8W_OJHCwgp0/s200/15032008691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXqjT_3rI/AAAAAAAAASA/zC5sOCtDnrI/s1600-h/27022008656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177898953881935538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXqjT_3rI/AAAAAAAAASA/zC5sOCtDnrI/s200/27022008656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere, &lt;s&gt;anyone&lt;/s&gt; you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6229239306553410479?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6229239306553410479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6229239306553410479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6229239306553410479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6229239306553410479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/randomness-15-my-favourites-d-anytime.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9uXUDT_3pI/AAAAAAAAARw/WF6mYEyIJWs/s72-c/13032008680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-2107758494500835610</id><published>2008-03-12T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:31.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEARTZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9qOmjT_3oI/AAAAAAAAARo/ARZ6nQw4L2M/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177607514581098114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9qOmjT_3oI/AAAAAAAAARo/ARZ6nQw4L2M/s200/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Heartache,&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak,&lt;br /&gt;Heartbrake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Way Back Into Love - Hugh Grant and Haley Bennet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead,&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed,&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely for so long,&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the past,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away,&lt;br /&gt;Just in case I ever need them again someday,&lt;br /&gt;I've been setting aside time,&lt;br /&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine,&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching but i just don't see the signs,&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's out there,&lt;br /&gt;There's got to be something for my soul somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light,&lt;br /&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night,&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love.&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart again,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real,&lt;br /&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel,&lt;br /&gt;I need inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love,&lt;br /&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love,&lt;br /&gt;And if I open my heart to you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do,&lt;br /&gt;And if you help me to start again,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;*** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is noteasily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always &lt;em&gt;perserveres&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Corinthians 13:4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it wasn't true love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-2107758494500835610?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2107758494500835610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=2107758494500835610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2107758494500835610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2107758494500835610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/heartz.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R9qOmjT_3oI/AAAAAAAAARo/ARZ6nQw4L2M/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5395875799701542783</id><published>2008-03-11T19:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:04:22.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #14.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Straightjacket feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back me down from backing up&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath now it's stacking up&lt;br /&gt;Etched with marks, but I can deal&lt;br /&gt;And you're the problem and you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Try this on, straightjacket feeling&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I won't be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust you is just one defense&lt;br /&gt;off a list of others, you don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;Beg me time and time again to take you back now,&lt;br /&gt;but you can't win&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;but today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the memory slips away&lt;br /&gt;There will be a better view from here&lt;br /&gt;And only lonesome you remains&lt;br /&gt;and just the thought of you I fear&lt;br /&gt;it falls away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was hell &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you'd be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;but today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5395875799701542783?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5395875799701542783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5395875799701542783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5395875799701542783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5395875799701542783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/03/randomness-14.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7331579232708278801</id><published>2008-02-15T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:53:49.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VALENTINE'S &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God so lo&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;ed the world,&lt;br /&gt;     That He g&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ve&lt;br /&gt;            His on&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;y&lt;br /&gt;           Begott&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;                  So&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                      T&lt;/strong&gt;hat whoever&lt;br /&gt;       Believes &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;n Him&lt;br /&gt;         Should &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ot perish,&lt;br /&gt;      But have &lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;verlasting life&lt;br /&gt;- John three &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ixteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing through troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Growing through God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7331579232708278801?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7331579232708278801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7331579232708278801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7331579232708278801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7331579232708278801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-3-for-god-so-lo-v-ed-world.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-1418004267937380382</id><published>2008-02-09T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:31.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #13.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's why they call it unlucky no. 13) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R63OGpLNlVI/AAAAAAAAARg/Tlz1F4tK_t0/s1600-h/08072007341-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165010961191245138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R63OGpLNlVI/AAAAAAAAARg/Tlz1F4tK_t0/s200/08072007341-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, I'm learning to be strong like you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stick it through, thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;I have your back.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best mummy anyone can have.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord,&lt;br /&gt;For giving me such a wonderful family, such a wonderful mother. Your love is everlasting, so is mummy's. She's truly the best mother anyone can ask for and she always has my best interests at heart. I saw once in a window shop, a magnet which said : 'God created mothers because He can't always be there', which is half-true. I can't express my gratitude in words. Lord, please let us be strong and take each step of faith with you. Guide her, show her the correct way and bless her future. Please let him be slow to anger and me patient and understanding. You are the God of miracles, I won't ask for one, because I am in no position to ask for anything. After all you've done for me, I will not be selfish. Lord, free me of this selfish sin and help me to take things in my stride. Let me walk with you, so that nothing can go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday, it's You I live for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday, I'll follow after You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday, I'll walk with You my Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-1418004267937380382?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1418004267937380382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=1418004267937380382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1418004267937380382'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY this year may probably be my last.&lt;br /&gt;Last...&lt;br /&gt;YES, last.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt a few important lessons and realised a few important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live life to the fullest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what tomorrow brings.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave Earth with regrets.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have regrets, but I regret having regrets, so I'll try my best not to .&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Treat others how you want them to treat you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone is perfect and we all harbour thoughts of revenge...&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;I want to treat them like how God will, cause that's how He wants me to treat them.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect too, so sometimes I give them a taste of their own medicine :P&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying not to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family's the best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God.&lt;br /&gt;I love my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love God for giving me such a wonderful extended family too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, CNY 2008 came and went in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;It's already the 2nd week of Feb!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, during my stay in M'sia, I was &lt;em&gt;constantly&lt;/em&gt; reminded of you.&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sign God?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I don't think I'm ready yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:S&lt;/span&gt;am, sam, sam, sam...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-2391879120436401773?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2391879120436401773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=2391879120436401773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2391879120436401773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2391879120436401773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-1102631576717459698</id><published>2008-01-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T22:53:52.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #12.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What About Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shadows fill an empty heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As love is fading,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From all the things that we are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But are not saying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we see beyond the scars&lt;br /&gt;And make it to the dawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the colors of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And open up to&lt;br /&gt;The ways you made me feel alive,&lt;br /&gt;The ways I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that never died,&lt;br /&gt;To make it through the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love will find you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is breaking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;To start a new day.&lt;br /&gt;This broken heart can still survive&lt;br /&gt;With a touch of your grace.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fade into the light.&lt;br /&gt;I am by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Where love will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're here,&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've come this far,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;For I am right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;For all my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-1102631576717459698?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1102631576717459698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=1102631576717459698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1102631576717459698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1102631576717459698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/randomness-12.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8397449912518028964</id><published>2008-01-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:34:36.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise how fragile and unpredictable life can be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not scaring myself by thinking of all the scary situations I can die in.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being more appreciative towards life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm quite weird and I &lt;em&gt;PMS&lt;/em&gt; alot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm having frequent moodswings too.&lt;br /&gt;There was something I wanted to say here but I forgot, hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love life.&lt;br /&gt;I love the people around me and the things they do for me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way they make me laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;I love the support they give me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the things they do for me and not expect anything back in return.&lt;br /&gt;I love the times we shared together - good, bad, happy, sad.&lt;br /&gt;I love the sillyness, weirdness, craziness and hotness :D&lt;br /&gt;I love YOU (people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love God for giving me everything in it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, empower me with your strength.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8397449912518028964?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8397449912518028964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8397449912518028964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8397449912518028964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8397449912518028964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/life.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8464043185911517811</id><published>2008-01-22T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:32.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;STOP ANIMAL CRUELTY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The killing of 300,000 animals has to &lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XqcxAFDPI/AAAAAAAAARA/pcaw8GCKAzw/s1600-h/freedom_animals_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158286728133676274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XqcxAFDPI/AAAAAAAAARA/pcaw8GCKAzw/s200/freedom_animals_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XqsxAFDQI/AAAAAAAAARI/hr7C5Ck-4m0/s1600-h/freedom_animals_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158287003011583234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XqsxAFDQI/AAAAAAAAARI/hr7C5Ck-4m0/s200/freedom_animals_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XrLxAFDSI/AAAAAAAAARY/uQMzw2gGoWU/s1600-h/freedom_animals_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158287535587527970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XrLxAFDSI/AAAAAAAAARY/uQMzw2gGoWU/s200/freedom_animals_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8464043185911517811?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8464043185911517811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8464043185911517811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8464043185911517811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8464043185911517811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/stop-animal-cruelty-today-killing-of.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R5XqcxAFDPI/AAAAAAAAARA/pcaw8GCKAzw/s72-c/freedom_animals_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8186738093056303329</id><published>2008-01-17T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:23:56.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;170807;&lt;br /&gt;170108;&lt;br /&gt;17 years old&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; come back.&lt;br /&gt;We'll be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;*** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, LOTS of things happening today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed! :/&lt;br /&gt;Adam Khoo didn't make me cry yet, he's been cracking me up with perverts, rich men and speed readers.&lt;br /&gt;SHAG.&lt;br /&gt;SHAG.&lt;br /&gt;But fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love it."&lt;br /&gt;- Ng Wei Kwang, &lt;em&gt;16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8186738093056303329?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8186738093056303329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8186738093056303329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8186738093056303329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8186738093056303329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/17.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7430167977558773859</id><published>2008-01-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:01:04.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #11.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was scrolling through my archives, I realised how &lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt; my friends are.&lt;br /&gt;I was overwhelmed (to the point of tears) with love and gratitude for them and what they've done.&lt;br /&gt;We've literally been through thick and thin, and they still stand strong beside me.&lt;br /&gt;How nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE ALL OF YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said it many times before and I MEAN what I SAY.&lt;br /&gt;Every single word of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on Samantha's life:&lt;br /&gt;1. stressful&lt;br /&gt;2. exhausting&lt;br /&gt;3. hilarious&lt;br /&gt;4. blessed&lt;br /&gt;5. comfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, although love may be overrated.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you guys, ain't.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;*** *** ***&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY, I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS THANKS THANKS THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;REGRET NOT KNOWING YOU EARLIER.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL VISIT, PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL COME BACK, PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FORGET TO REMEMBER ME.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7430167977558773859?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7430167977558773859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7430167977558773859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7430167977558773859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7430167977558773859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/randomness-11.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3106430242500731999</id><published>2008-01-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:49:05.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DYING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I feel that being afflicted with a terminal disease doesn't mean it's the end of the world. In fact, at times I feel that being terminally ill is better than being healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;You probably think I'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;But no, and neither am I drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for two simple reasons.&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate life and the things in life more when we are nearing the end of the road. Sometimes I wish I had a terminal disease, so that I can learn to appreciate everyone and everything around me. I wish that God could just punish me for not valuing everything. All of us are so caught up with our hectic life that we can't even find time to pause and admire things around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we know that life is going to take its toll soon, we tend to be more generous, more understanding and generally more Christ-like [i feel]. This is also one reason that supports my stand. Although we can be Christ-like without the sickness, it would be difficult to keep up this behaviour. However, with the sickness this 'forced habit' of being Christ-like will slowly etch itself into our daily life. And true transformation will take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is what I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Undoubtedly there'll be conflicting opinons, but whatever (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things I wanna do before I die:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bungee off from a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;2. Touch the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the end of a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sing my favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;5. Die in the arms of my love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 things I am going to do before I die:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pray for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend time with God, thank Him for my life and everything in it.&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk to my besties and friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Spend time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell you how much I love you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of interpreting death as 'the end of the world', why not take it as 'the beginning of heaven'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God will teach me to appreciate life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3106430242500731999?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3106430242500731999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3106430242500731999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3106430242500731999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3106430242500731999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/dying.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7013300684193540152</id><published>2008-01-06T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T21:17:52.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring out into the night,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to hide the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the place where love&lt;br /&gt;And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.&lt;br /&gt;And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The miles are getting longer, it seems,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The closer I get to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not always been the best man or friend for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But your love remains true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;You always seem to give me another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm going home,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the place where I belong,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be careful what you wish for,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you just might get it all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all,&lt;br /&gt;And then some you don't want.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you wish for,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you just might get it all.&lt;br /&gt;You just might get it all, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home,&lt;br /&gt;Back to the place where I belong,&lt;br /&gt;And where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not running from.&lt;br /&gt;No, I think you got me all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret this life I chose for me.&lt;br /&gt;But these places and these faces are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;I said these places and these faces are getting old.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 isn't turning out the way I want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's turning out to be much better than I thought, in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;This is the first sunday without you guys and it wasn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone misses you guys.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally re-united with my besties, same small group!&lt;br /&gt;Together with lots of fun people! (:&lt;br /&gt;Tuition was cancelled today, cos Ms Siva is ill! :S&lt;br /&gt;Homework progress still slow, but slow and steady people win the race! :P&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends reading this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU PEOPLE   &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the bestest.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You Lord for providing me even though I'm so unworthy of everything.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed and contented with what/who/where I am.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are always here for me and I'll always be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch out people, I just may be lesbian cos I love you guys soooo much!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7013300684193540152?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7013300684193540152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7013300684193540152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7013300684193540152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7013300684193540152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/randomness-10.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3774556288146999004</id><published>2008-01-05T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:17:55.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEC 1 ORIENTATION CAMP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feelings just came and went after the camp.&lt;br /&gt;It was madness, fun, exhaustion, hype-ness, sadness and craziness all mixed together.&lt;br /&gt;But it all came and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality flooded my mind after camp broke.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;We still owe Capt. pumpings.&lt;br /&gt;GR/VM/BMT/QM haven't done their briefings.&lt;br /&gt;Post mortem (scariest thing ever) has to be done soon.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;And worst of all there's tonnes of homework to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why are you still here, Samantha?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toooodles ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3774556288146999004?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3774556288146999004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3774556288146999004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3774556288146999004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3774556288146999004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2008/01/sec-1-orientation-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5798052098060967919</id><published>2007-12-30T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:10:43.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOUT GOH-ING AWAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is goh-ing out to Andrew and Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're probably back in Japan now. And I've been missing you guys every minute of your plane journey and still am. I just wanna say I LOVE YOU GUYS! (: And as of 2158 I have some stuff to tell you guys already! I'll gladly be your news updater, the news in Singapore's as hot as it's weather. Miss me already? I MISS YOU GUYS LOADS! *listening to &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt; as i type this* Anyways, thanks for the advice, encouragement, jokes, horsing around, etc. You guys are the bestest. Life is sooo going to be boring without you guys. Thanks for everything. I'm gonna start counting down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS LOADS! m-wah! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;xoxoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sam (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5798052098060967919?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5798052098060967919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5798052098060967919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5798052098060967919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5798052098060967919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-goh-ing-away.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-2393642500427839571</id><published>2007-12-29T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:49:06.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #9.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done 4 crossword puzzles in 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I've chatted for 1.5 hours on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I've IM-ed for 2 hours on msn.&lt;br /&gt;I've thought those thoughts a thousand times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone willing to trade their shoes for mine?&lt;br /&gt;Mine's PRADA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - pissed&lt;br /&gt;R - rhetorical&lt;br /&gt;A - angry&lt;br /&gt;D - disillusioned&lt;br /&gt;A - angrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***   ***   ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention that I detest guys who :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. are LOSERS.&lt;br /&gt;2. have zero confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;3. are 2 timers!&lt;br /&gt;4. are gay-ishly man?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;5. have no style.&lt;br /&gt;6. are indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEN are so sick!&lt;br /&gt;They make women sick.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-2393642500427839571?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2393642500427839571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=2393642500427839571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2393642500427839571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2393642500427839571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/randomness-9.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-948634071054957143</id><published>2007-12-22T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:43:35.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LORD, i need you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-948634071054957143?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/948634071054957143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=948634071054957143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/948634071054957143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/948634071054957143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/lord-i-need-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-2751513553380552104</id><published>2007-12-11T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T10:02:27.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, such a broad and seemingly endless topic.&lt;br /&gt;My life - short, boring and busy topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks have been hectic.&lt;br /&gt;I scarcely have the time to do anything properly.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff that's been done half-way are all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy, busy and more busy.&lt;br /&gt;Busy settling TOFU and SRC stuff, and I haven't touched LTC yet!&lt;br /&gt;Then there's SOOCamp too which is pressurizing.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting &lt;em&gt;Christmas&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The season of jolly, folly fun!&lt;br /&gt;And this year I'm spending it all in Singapore! (:&lt;br /&gt;But I miss Australia and the people there! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is it the weather?&lt;br /&gt;I feel that everything around me is resembling the place I was 364 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;The wind - so chilly.&lt;br /&gt;The air - so grassy.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere - so happy (but definitely less busy).&lt;br /&gt;The smell - so rosewood-y.&lt;br /&gt;The sun - so warm.&lt;br /&gt;The people - so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite emotional, randomly high and temperamental these days.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?!&lt;br /&gt;I think I know why.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people hide &lt;strong&gt;important&lt;/strong&gt; stuff from me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when they pretend not to know it.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I fail to extort info from them.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WHAT YOU DID!&lt;br /&gt;You're not helping, you're making it worse.&lt;br /&gt;Any idea how lost we are, how guilty we're feeling, how sad we're gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't forget to remember me, boy :'(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-2751513553380552104?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/2751513553380552104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=2751513553380552104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2751513553380552104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/2751513553380552104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-1885944800080266717</id><published>2007-12-09T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:54:28.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARC! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #8.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc's 13th birthday today!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully he starts behaving his age! :P&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY LITTLE BRO!&lt;br /&gt;He's the only guy who's able to make me &lt;em&gt;love and hate&lt;/em&gt; him the same time.&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was a fun-filled day!&lt;br /&gt;Shanice is staying over for 5 days!&lt;br /&gt;YAYNESS! :D&lt;br /&gt;She's so cute and adorable and comes with a built-in MP3!&lt;br /&gt;She can sing Christmas songs and Barney songs too!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she's not for sale (:&lt;br /&gt;At Giant, she was singing so loudly and so clearly (for a 1.75 year old kid) that the passers-by were giggling and praising her!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to claim her as my own...&lt;br /&gt;But coveting means breaking 1 of the 10 commandments, so...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, SHE'S SO CUTE! :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting her on my Christmas list.&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Christmas, getting Xmas pressies is giving me a severe headache!&lt;br /&gt;And I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;MONEY TOO!&lt;br /&gt;This is sooo frustrating! :/&lt;br /&gt;How come I have absolutely no memory of this last year?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I was in Australia, little wonder.&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gdnite.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna save the world now.&lt;br /&gt;Tah-Tah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-1885944800080266717?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1885944800080266717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=1885944800080266717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1885944800080266717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1885944800080266717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-marc-randomness-8.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8958443977827208315</id><published>2007-12-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:16:12.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #7.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am quite random these few days.&lt;br /&gt;2. the shocking truth.&lt;br /&gt;3. 2nd disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;4. instant gratification.&lt;br /&gt;5. high hopes - dashed.&lt;br /&gt;6. euphoria!&lt;br /&gt;7. stress.&lt;br /&gt;8. disillusioned love.&lt;br /&gt;9. CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;10. SANTA CLAUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8958443977827208315?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8958443977827208315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8958443977827208315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8958443977827208315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8958443977827208315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/randomness-7.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5692693748403212851</id><published>2007-12-06T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:19:03.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;让我为你 &lt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想我是遇见了爱&lt;br /&gt;不然思念不会停不下来&lt;br /&gt;你让我的冬天离开&lt;br /&gt;剩下都是温暖的对白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;我想这是上天的安排&lt;br /&gt;你让我找到幸福的所在&lt;br /&gt;整个世界的精彩比不上你的微笑&lt;br /&gt;值得期待&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让我为你把你手怀空出来&lt;br /&gt;只有你能安静的依赖&lt;br /&gt;拥抱着风吹走所有伤害&lt;br /&gt;我会用爱为你的生命上彩&lt;br /&gt;让我陪你一直走到未来&lt;br /&gt;不管什么阻癬都不放开&lt;br /&gt;快乐不会像潮汐随时更改&lt;br /&gt;而是每天醒来真实的存在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5692693748403212851?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5692693748403212851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5692693748403212851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5692693748403212851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5692693748403212851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/3.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3290535053620558917</id><published>2007-12-05T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:14:59.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promises :/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO PROMISES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like to wait for a promise that will never be fufilled?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like when high hopes crash?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl laid back in her big, comfortable chair. Her optimistic character refused to give up, though she fully knew that it wasn't going to be fufiled, her smile widened and her features softened. The flame that had been burning in her heart for the past 6 months hadn't been extinguished. She convinced herself it was God's will. It was all in God's perfect will. The little girl laid back in her big, comfortable chair and patiently waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Your weakness, I am made perfect.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't feel like saying anything more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3290535053620558917?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3290535053620558917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3290535053620558917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3290535053620558917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3290535053620558917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7045831625739354043</id><published>2007-12-04T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:30:54.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #6.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a rich husband, I would want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To go to DUBAI for our honeymoon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And stay in the best hotel for a night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And own an island in 'the world'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And visit the palm islands on a helicopter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To live happily forever after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;But in Singapore, it's really difficult to find such a rich man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'll just settle for a rich man who...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;has a bank account full of love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;can spend his happiness with me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;will give up his riches for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, that was just crap. As I walking the long path toward my home today, I just happened to glance up at the night sky, and somehow God just reminded me of how minute I was. I was this little, lonely girl walking under the endless, magnificent sky and it felt intimidating. However, I know that I have this awesome and wonderful God who is in control of everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And wherever you are, we're looking up at the same night sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come back quick! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7045831625739354043?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7045831625739354043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7045831625739354043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7045831625739354043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7045831625739354043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/12/randomness-11.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5389175755265372350</id><published>2007-11-22T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:33.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hot hunks ((:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNFAIRNESS! :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this tiny, little issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY DO ANG-MOHS LOOK SO GOOD?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think majority of these caucasians look great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other minority look stunnigly gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Examples of the minority would be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jonas Brothers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TVCX-q4UI/AAAAAAAAAQE/itKyqSbClfs/s1600-h/jonas+brothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135463711882535234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TVCX-q4UI/AAAAAAAAAQE/itKyqSbClfs/s200/jonas+brothers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Denton :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TV-3-q4VI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3VAK_UkTQxo/s1600-h/james+denton.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135464751264620882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TV-3-q4VI/AAAAAAAAAQM/3VAK_UkTQxo/s200/james+denton.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel Radcliffe (if that's how you spell his name)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TWk3-q4WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/a1DuVq-0uPM/s1600-h/2005_harry_potter_and_the_goblet_of_fire_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135465404099649890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TWk3-q4WI/AAAAAAAAAQU/a1DuVq-0uPM/s200/2005_harry_potter_and_the_goblet_of_fire_010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frankie Muinz :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TXG3-q4XI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LebUpugNPjs/s1600-h/frankie+muniz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135465988215202162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TXG3-q4XI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LebUpugNPjs/s200/frankie+muniz.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shia Lebeouf (i think) :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TYBX-q4YI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kP2edgBrFMc/s1600-h/shia+lebeouf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135466993237549442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TYBX-q4YI/AAAAAAAAAQk/kP2edgBrFMc/s200/shia+lebeouf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicholas D'Agosto (((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TYbn-q4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CShKD6FT1P4/s1600-h/Nick+D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135467444209115538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TYbn-q4ZI/AAAAAAAAAQs/CShKD6FT1P4/s200/Nick+D%27Agosto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [I want him as my flying boyfriend!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know, I'm picky and materialistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, if only Singaporean men were half, no a quarter, as breath-taking as them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However all hope is not lost, because there is a guy worthy of commendation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's none other than ADAM CHEN! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TZ0X-q4aI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3en9tg3KHWE/s1600-h/adam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135468968922505634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TZ0X-q4aI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3en9tg3KHWE/s200/adam1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a beau :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Singaporean men, pah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason why I'm being called an SPG is because of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalalala...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5389175755265372350?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5389175755265372350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5389175755265372350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5389175755265372350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5389175755265372350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/11/unfairness-i-have-this-tiny-little.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/R0TVCX-q4UI/AAAAAAAAAQE/itKyqSbClfs/s72-c/jonas+brothers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8598364680653295780</id><published>2007-11-09T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:34.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talking :O'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;071107, &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice day, spent with nice people (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;yea, i mean you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kows, Dinesh, WJ, Sarah and I went to SAFRA TAMP to play poooooooooool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;After 3 games of pool, I pitied the guys who got me in their team.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I really sucked at it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sarah joined us later, that's when we started to sit down and eat food and do &lt;strong&gt;STUPID &lt;/strong&gt;stuff! :D&lt;br /&gt;The stupid stuff were really time-consuming, strangely-interesting and funnily-true.&lt;br /&gt;Right? 'San-jiao-lian'&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the &lt;em&gt;HOKKIEN MEE&lt;/em&gt; there is &lt;u&gt;SHIOK&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;The chilli was spicy too! But still it was shiok, shiok, shiok!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I took like 3 kinds of liqiud before my tongue finally returned to normal temperature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzSACvhbfFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ix6oHtcvWiY/s1600-h/07112007503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130866660086611026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzSACvhbfFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ix6oHtcvWiY/s200/07112007503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trusty water bottle and 2 cans of sweet drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening, Shakila and I cycled to the beach to have some heart-to-heart talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was really heart-to-heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tire went FLAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, we had to walk all the way from the spiderweb to downtown east.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This took us more than 30 min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I enjoyed the walk back cause of our hearty little talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[She's a good talker I must say.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I love her to bits!!! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The later evening was the greatest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I think I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8598364680653295780?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8598364680653295780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8598364680653295780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8598364680653295780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8598364680653295780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/11/071107-3-nice-day-spent-with-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzSACvhbfFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ix6oHtcvWiY/s72-c/07112007503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3087331899667148104</id><published>2007-11-06T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:35.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fondue :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FONDUE! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;We (Jazlyn, Shakila, Belle and I) had tonnes of fun making fondue and watching movies at Jaz's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the best day I've had since ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delane couldn't make it cause she was overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarice had a surprise brithday dinner to attend to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda had family dinner at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, you guys missed out on loads of fun! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, we had KFC take-in and Shakila even had the fortune of taking it home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belle took home the chocolate milk used to make the mouth-watering chocolate dip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We joked alot and took candid shots too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall let the pictures do the talking, as 'pictures speak a thousand words' (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[P.S. Shaun this ISN'T an emo/mushy/romantic/whatever post :P]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBfjmk8cOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-NrRkuKUur0/s1600-h/DSCF1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129705040830558434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBfjmk8cOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-NrRkuKUur0/s200/DSCF1508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBg1mk8cPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kJL_3EplumE/s1600-h/DSCF1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129706449579831538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBg1mk8cPI/AAAAAAAAAPE/kJL_3EplumE/s200/DSCF1518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;US on the bus (: /at Jaz's house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBhMmk8cQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/J0iDDlIcoh0/s1600-h/DSCF1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129706844716822786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBhMmk8cQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/J0iDDlIcoh0/s200/DSCF1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBh9Gk8cRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/SdNg4o5mRz8/s1600-h/DSCF1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129707677940478226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBh9Gk8cRI/AAAAAAAAAPU/SdNg4o5mRz8/s200/DSCF1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate and chocolate milk!/Me slicing bananas (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBiUWk8cSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nz-0JGD02-k/s1600-h/DSCF1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129708077372436770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBiUWk8cSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nz-0JGD02-k/s200/DSCF1545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBjyGk8cTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UWTawcQRlxs/s1600-h/DSCF1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129709687985172786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBjyGk8cTI/AAAAAAAAAPk/UWTawcQRlxs/s200/DSCF1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belle and Jaz stirring chocolate!/Me with the sliced fruits! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBly2k8cVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/G1VyluCu3iA/s1600-h/DSCF1565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129711899893330258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBly2k8cVI/AAAAAAAAAP0/G1VyluCu3iA/s200/DSCF1565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us three at the backseat! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End of a happy day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3087331899667148104?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3087331899667148104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3087331899667148104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3087331899667148104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3087331899667148104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/11/fondue-d-sunday-was-fun-day-we-jazlyn.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RzBfjmk8cOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/-NrRkuKUur0/s72-c/DSCF1508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-4513602054120131610</id><published>2007-11-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:02:03.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crying.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions :)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CRYING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there's anything wrong with crying.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I love to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Crying reassures me that I'm in touch with my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Some people think that crying is a sign of weakness or fragility - that only goes to show how narrow-minded they are.&lt;br /&gt;Though, crying for the wrong reasons &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; stupid and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes crying just comes naturally, without any rhyme or reason.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the reasons are obvious.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they're not.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we just don't want others to know the reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Funny how tears can be joyful and anguished?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-4513602054120131610?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4513602054120131610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=4513602054120131610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/4513602054120131610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/4513602054120131610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/11/crying.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6453988638529696395</id><published>2007-11-01T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:53:44.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The language of love is universal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.Te Amo.Naan Unnai Kadhalikiren.Seni seviyorum.Kimi o ai shiteru.我爱你.Dangsinul saranghee yo.Saya cinta kamu.Chan raak ther.Je t'aime.Ich liebe dich.Te adoro.Eu amo te.S'ayapo.Ti amo.Ik hou van je.Taim i' ngra leat.Te iubesc.Lubim ta.Kanbhik.Aloha wau ia oi.Eu te amo.Nagligivaget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crush,&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;Like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Marriage,&lt;br /&gt;Family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6453988638529696395?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6453988638529696395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6453988638529696395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6453988638529696395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6453988638529696395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/11/love.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6467267381681527661</id><published>2007-10-31T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:21:08.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;313007, 10, 10, 10kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, the &lt;em&gt;object&lt;/em&gt; of our obsession and frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARICE!&lt;br /&gt;I believe you, he IS hot!&lt;br /&gt;So hot that you wanna have 10 kids! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAZLYN!&lt;br /&gt;Your husband wants 20 kids &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And I want to be their godma, well, not 20, I'll go bankrupt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM!&lt;br /&gt;You loser.&lt;br /&gt;He's playing with your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6467267381681527661?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6467267381681527661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6467267381681527661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6467267381681527661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6467267381681527661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/313007-10-10-10kids.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5714057274814218337</id><published>2007-10-28T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T23:34:16.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, THANK YOU GOD.  (:&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Not a coincidence, but Your will  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, THANK YOU EVERYONE who remembered.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.  &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, THANKS for the wonderful presents you guys gave me!&lt;br /&gt;Although I had a difficult time unwrapping it cause of the many newspaper wrappings around it, I still love it!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, THANKS to the person who gave me the 'book of memories'.&lt;br /&gt;It's the most meaningful present so far.&lt;br /&gt;Though I hate the fat photos of me in it.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, it was quite funny seeing candid shots of me, now I know how ugly I can get.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lastly, THANK YOU for coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This was the best surprise ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you didn't talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's ok, there's next week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Unto You be all glory and praise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How my heart seeks Your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As I'm waiting on You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Only You are my strength and my tower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fill my life with Your power,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As I stand here in awe of You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5714057274814218337?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5714057274814218337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5714057274814218337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5714057274814218337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5714057274814218337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-959371686058081832</id><published>2007-10-22T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:36.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays :P'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Rainy days and Mondays always get me down'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain totally ruined our M.A.D project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was not the bad thing, in fact it was to our advantage (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The maddening thing was that Wei Kwang and I had to slpash in puddles and brave the strong winds with our puny umbrealls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PFFFT :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And guess who I met along the way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABIGAIL! Long time no see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to find a date to catch up, dear :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After exchanging our greetings, Wei Kwang and I headed towards the beach - 7.45am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I shall skip the boring details that occured btw 7.46am to 7.59am*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news is that we had &lt;strong&gt;2 FREE hours of CIP&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;FREE Macs breakfast&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we had to wait from 8 to 9.30 for our breakfast to arrive, we whiled the time away by playing UNO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So FUN! (: [no, i do not have a deprived childhood, i just prefer to relive those happy-carefree moments].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after gobbling down our Macs, we [Dinesh, Kows, Wei Jie, Wei Kwang, Ashley, Sarah, and I] went to Dinesh's house to play &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RISK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got WJ as my ally! And boy, is he damn good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;According to him [cause I left for school ], we conquered everyone and had 300+ troops in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good going dude! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rxyi9PMDETI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_qorCMyBWDU/s1600-h/22102007468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124149648973566258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rxyi9PMDETI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_qorCMyBWDU/s200/22102007468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RISK! [this game lasted for about 3hrs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxykLvMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Spb1-Dw3ePA/s1600-h/22102007470-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124150997593297218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxykLvMDEUI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Spb1-Dw3ePA/s200/22102007470-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WJ and my troops, with our territories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxykxPMDEVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/L0DohXOt-jM/s1600-h/22102007471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124151641838391634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxykxPMDEVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/L0DohXOt-jM/s200/22102007471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 heads - WJ [emperor], Adriel [president], Ash [prime minister].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxylwvMDEWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/w4dg03dv0Ac/s1600-h/22102007476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124152732760084834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RxylwvMDEWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/w4dg03dv0Ac/s200/22102007476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our troops conquered Asia, Australia, Africa and Europe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rxynh_MDEXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8VVjYi7Mpnc/s1600-h/22102007478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124154678380269938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rxynh_MDEXI/AAAAAAAAAO0/8VVjYi7Mpnc/s200/22102007478.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our troops attacking the 'Axis troops'  :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Podcast decorating in school was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But the outcome totally sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The panel collapsed! :OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goodness, I really regret persuading Cheryl to stick everything on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BIG MISTAKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After the podcast decorating and some phonecalls, I returned back to Dinesh's house with a mission - to play WWE on Xbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Never happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The guys were playing HALO 2, so instead I settled for a game of stress with WK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I totally THRASHED him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorry dude, I beat you hands down, like 20 - 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boohoo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But playing with you is totally fun, especially when I see you do the funny actions when you lose or when you take your time to put the cards or when you try to guess what my card number is or when you get a shock cause I "STRESS" so loudly :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dude, you suck! But you totally rock my socks when you showed me that STUPIDUMBOHDOH magic trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why? Aspiring to be the next Copperfield? DREAM ON! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyways, you totally ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks dude! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok, goodnight world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm on a mission.&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/5270786228106706456-959371686058081832?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/959371686058081832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=959371686058081832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/959371686058081832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/959371686058081832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/mondays.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rxyi9PMDETI/AAAAAAAAAOU/_qorCMyBWDU/s72-c/22102007468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-1571594004499293187</id><published>2007-10-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:36.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;RANDOMNESS #5.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rw9-LfMDESI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SdWgQALxlXk/s1600-h/DSCF1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120450037159235874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rw9-LfMDESI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SdWgQALxlXk/s200/DSCF1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The epitome of joy and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you love me like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/5270786228106706456-1571594004499293187?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/1571594004499293187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=1571594004499293187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1571594004499293187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/1571594004499293187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/randomness-5.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/Rw9-LfMDESI/AAAAAAAAAOM/SdWgQALxlXk/s72-c/DSCF1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8649394489005599852</id><published>2007-10-12T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T21:52:26.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF ONLY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd admitted my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;If only my pride had not prevailed.&lt;br /&gt;If only I had &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;courage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd been there for you.&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd been more tactful.&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd learn to treasure you.&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd tried to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;If only I hadn't been mean.&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd learn to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I can re-wind time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things never turn out the way we want them to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8649394489005599852?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8649394489005599852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8649394489005599852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8649394489005599852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8649394489005599852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-only.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8010858141579421436</id><published>2007-10-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:36.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNTITLED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RwefwPMDEPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aAZ_Lr9ikKg/s1600-h/love+cloud.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118235152589459698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RwefwPMDEPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aAZ_Lr9ikKg/s200/love+cloud.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is such a magical feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It's unpredictable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the cloud, one moment it's there, the next it's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8010858141579421436?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8010858141579421436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8010858141579421436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8010858141579421436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8010858141579421436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/10/untitled.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RwefwPMDEPI/AAAAAAAAAN0/aAZ_Lr9ikKg/s72-c/love+cloud.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7347889541290759814</id><published>2007-09-15T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:29:37.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERMAN! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO IN &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; WITH &lt;em&gt;HERMAN&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I think he's hot.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok , I know I have a unique taste :P&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be great if, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情剧本》&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果说我们相遇是个奇迹&lt;br /&gt;而美丽爱情不是瞬间流星&lt;br /&gt;我早已写好剧本等你参与配我演下去&lt;br /&gt;如果最后我们平行前进&lt;br /&gt;我还是会等你&lt;br /&gt;一个我一个你&lt;br /&gt;两个人的世界太美丽&lt;br /&gt;曾经以为不管多孤单&lt;br /&gt;都只能一个人去走完&lt;br /&gt;但这一刻有你我多安慰&lt;br /&gt;如果你愿&lt;br /&gt;我会用尽所有力气去守护着你给的爱情城堡&lt;br /&gt;一辈子让你听见我的心跳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Herman's DA bomb! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7347889541290759814?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7347889541290759814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7347889541290759814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7347889541290759814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7347889541290759814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/herman-3-i-am-so-in-love-with-herman-i.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5122520183023631078</id><published>2007-09-10T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:19:26.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelism (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST FOR TODAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will begin the day by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;praying&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; "This is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it." (Psalm 118:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;harbour doubt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lack faith&lt;/span&gt; for...&lt;/em&gt; "Without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him." (Hebrews 11:6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lack strength&lt;/span&gt;, for&lt;/em&gt; "the Lord is the stronghold of my life - of whom shall I be afraid?" (Psalm 27:1b)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;worried or frustrated&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; "Cast all your anxiety on him beacuse he cares for you." (1 Peter 5:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not feel &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; for Jesus said,&lt;/em&gt; "And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." (Matthew 28:20b)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not let the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pressures of life&lt;/span&gt; bother me, when Christ said,&lt;/em&gt; "In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." (John 16:33b)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Father,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the blessings in my life. Thank You for my family, my friends, my teachers, my house, my friends, my everything. Lord, please help me to treasure them whole-heartedly and not take them for granted. Help me too, to not misuse or mistreat them, but to love them because You loved me too. I cannot thank You enough for family and friends, and Your plans for them in my life. Lord, lead me, guide me and help me be Your light in the darkness. Bless my family and friends abundantly and touch them with Your love, just like how You've touched me. I committ all these unto Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ignore the last post, it was rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;  I'm perfectly alright! (:&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks for your concern.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5122520183023631078?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5122520183023631078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5122520183023631078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5122520183023631078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5122520183023631078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-for-today-just-for-today-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-4772628313678402407</id><published>2007-09-07T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T23:52:21.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger :('/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEAT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for slaping me awake and making me realise my mentality and maturity was that of a ten-year old. You did a &lt;em&gt;GREAT&lt;/em&gt; job of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so foolish, flabbergasted and fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think that I actually invested my feelings, my time and my precious brain space on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am THIS close to crying now.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to feel now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to react.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can come back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think my heart's closed.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you turn my whole world upside-down and inside-out?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you always 2 steps infront of me?&lt;br /&gt;I need the gym :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm over-sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should disappear from the phase of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;I think we shouldn't even have met.&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe it was God's plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I want to be enveloped by the busy-ness of life again, to forget all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, why is everyone falling in love when I'm falling out?&lt;br /&gt;No, let me rephrase: why am &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; falling out of love when &lt;em&gt;everyone else&lt;/em&gt; is falling in?&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;[I took a span of 2 hours to write this post, and within the 2 hours, many things happened.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I know why God arranged for this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;For people like FRIENDS to comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dearie who offered me a 'tissue' [hopefully you're reading, you never do :P]&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to the lady who has 'no love life'.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TWO! (:&lt;br /&gt;There's one more person whom I wanna share it with, but he's offline now.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it seems so easy to walk away now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm walking to someone else.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good riddance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-4772628313678402407?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/4772628313678402407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=4772628313678402407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/4772628313678402407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/4772628313678402407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/cheat.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-8568662599266503828</id><published>2007-09-05T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:16:52.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitchiness :P'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luck'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-From Clayton (haha, see I did post it!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was SO fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;Had a lunch par-tay with my besties!&lt;br /&gt;Though the food was simple, we barely had enough to eat and by 4, we were happily munching on koko krunch again!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot express my love for koko krunch(the food, not person... well maybe the person too) in words, to put it simply it's heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;And at 5, Shakila left :(&lt;br /&gt;But, we occupied ourselves with a &lt;strong&gt;MINDMAP&lt;/strong&gt;, which was too censored to published :P&lt;br /&gt;Many 'facts' were revealed and it seriously was bitchy, rofl, but it was all in the name of fun and fun only, right girls? &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking home from White Sands to burn off some calories, I thought of this:&lt;br /&gt;'Things I think of when these songs play:'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's Left of Me (Nick Lachey) - Rainy days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For You I Will (Teddy Geiger) - Serenading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance With My Father (Luther Van Dross) - Gramps! :'(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakaway (Kelly Clarkson) - A bright future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When You're Gone (Avril Lavigne) - Matthew migrating :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here Without You (3 Doors Down) - Loneliness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Great Escape (Boys like Girls) - Young couples eloping :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;True (Ryan Cabreara) - Falling in Love &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We're in Heaven (DJ Sammy) - Comfort.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What Hurts the Most (Rascal Flatts) - Unrequitted love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teardrops on My Guitar (Taylor Swift) - Getting ditched for someone better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Absolutely Everybody (Vanessa Amorosi) - Graduation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Doing Too Much (Paula DeAnda) - Break-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I think too much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-8568662599266503828?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/8568662599266503828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=8568662599266503828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8568662599266503828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/8568662599266503828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/randomness-4.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-196435651505882744</id><published>2007-09-04T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:46:23.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR &lt;em&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/em&gt; FRIENDSHIP &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our special friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Your position; no one else can take.&lt;br /&gt;Our special friendship,&lt;br /&gt;So strong; it'll never break.&lt;br /&gt;Our special friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think of it,&lt;br /&gt;My heart skips a beat! (:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Samantha Wong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem is dedicated to all my friends - guys, girls, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, I came up with this poem 5 minutes before my Geography CT.&lt;br /&gt;So yea (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My september holidays are NOwhere near holidays, especially I have to go back to school for consultation and CCA and whatnot and mug at home.&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;the gym has taken away part of my stress, cause I'M LOSING WEIGHT! (:&lt;br /&gt;(a little does count)&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;I get to see my gym partners like everyday! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-196435651505882744?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/196435651505882744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=196435651505882744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/196435651505882744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/196435651505882744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-special-friendship-3-our-special.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7666059946452564554</id><published>2007-09-04T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:12:37.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Jesus loves the little children,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the children of the world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they are precious in His sight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus loves the little children of the world!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the games meeting today and it was super hilarious and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being so patient Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for being soo retarded Clarice!&lt;br /&gt;The games that you guys thought of are quite fun I must say, hopefully they won't get rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was kinda bored and started doodling on paper and this is what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RtzJcHkljnI/AAAAAAAAANs/O2NCy5R7NGM/s1600-h/04092007438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106177562437324402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RtzJcHkljnI/AAAAAAAAANs/O2NCy5R7NGM/s200/04092007438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[people, don't blame me for putting your names there, you should be honoured that I thought of you guys k? (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, for the past few days, the gym's become my latest friend! (:&lt;br /&gt;(To Matt: there's nothing wrong with going to the gym... I go there to keep fit.)&lt;br /&gt;The gym's quite cool actually, I especially love the treadmill! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;And my favourite button is... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, toodles, I'm gonna get ready for gym! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7666059946452564554?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7666059946452564554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7666059946452564554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7666059946452564554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7666059946452564554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/09/randomness-3.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/RtzJcHkljnI/AAAAAAAAANs/O2NCy5R7NGM/s72-c/04092007438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-384758627007529945</id><published>2007-08-30T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:23:21.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOMNESS #2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Blog Keeping Rules&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post there rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Wait, this is not for the weak-hearted or people with a family background of chronic diseases.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. I love the smell of whiteboard markers and nail polish, don't ask why, I just like it ok?! (:&lt;br /&gt;#2. Hypo has become my FAVOURITE game! Thanks to Azalea, and Jazlyn!&lt;br /&gt;#3. Music is a part of my life, no music = no me.&lt;br /&gt;#4. I have alter-egos, I think (:&lt;br /&gt;#5. I hate politics and almond jelly.&lt;br /&gt;#6. Sometimes I get so fed-up with myself because I'm so fickle.&lt;br /&gt;#7. Chocolates are the best remedies for &lt;em&gt;anything &lt;/em&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;#8. I LOVE MY BEST FRIENDS! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the 8 humans that are destined to save the world with this tag are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Clarice&lt;br /&gt;2. Shakila&lt;br /&gt;3. Jazlyn&lt;br /&gt;4. Delane&lt;br /&gt;5. Clayton&lt;br /&gt;6. Andrew&lt;br /&gt;7. Matthew&lt;br /&gt;8. Shaun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have many many things to say.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;changing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-384758627007529945?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/384758627007529945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=384758627007529945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/384758627007529945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/384758627007529945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/randomness-2.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6930947639706833710</id><published>2007-08-29T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T22:41:57.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;RANDOMNESS #1. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME?&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Wong Qi Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.WHAT COLOUR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;my pink starry boxers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese songs, to my surprise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. ARE YOUR LEGS CROSSED?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?&lt;br /&gt;dinner! (: [i ate qute a number of dishes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON WHAT COLOUR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE! &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Cool but humid :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TAlKED TO ON THE PHONE??&lt;br /&gt;Wei Kwang, emath questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;teeth and lips :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS?&lt;br /&gt;Clayton is a &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY! cause once tomorrow is over, i am FREE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. FAVOURITE DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;Home-made chocolate-coffee frappa! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVOURITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What is your favourite sport?&lt;br /&gt;badminton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. HAIR COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;Dark- brown (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.EYE COLOUR?&lt;br /&gt;Dark-brown (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. SIBLINGS?&lt;br /&gt;1 younger brother is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.FAVOURITE MONTH?&lt;br /&gt;December! HOLIDAYS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.FAVOURITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;Black carrot cake! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?&lt;br /&gt;Latest Harry Potter... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;28th October? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. SATURDAY OR SUNDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Sundays! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?&lt;br /&gt;hurhur, for an outing, no. for a date, yes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE MARMITE?&lt;br /&gt;what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. SUMMER OR WINTER?&lt;br /&gt;winter! I wanna touch snow and make snow angels! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;depends on who the giver/receiver is :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO WRITE BACK?&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Who's most LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;people who like doing these quizzes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS?&lt;br /&gt;10th floor hbd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING?&lt;br /&gt;mainly textbooks, and 'to kill a mockingbird' (FORCED) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. DID YOU WAKE UP BEFORE YOUR ALARM WENT OFF ?&lt;br /&gt;mummy is my natural alarm clock! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. DO YOU MISS BIG BROTHER YET?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a big bro (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FAVOURITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;the smell of rain, don't ask why :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT INSPIRES YOU?&lt;br /&gt;anything inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. BUTTERED, PLAIN, OR SALTED POPCORN?&lt;br /&gt;caramel please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. FAVOURITE CRISPS?&lt;br /&gt;kettle chips - crinkle-cut BBQ chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. FAVOURITE CAR?&lt;br /&gt;ASTON MARTIN! OMG!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVOURITE FLOWER?&lt;br /&gt;white roses, so cliche, but so sincere (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. How MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING?&lt;br /&gt;i don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. CAN YOU JUGGLE?&lt;br /&gt;haha, yes, school, church, life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE WEEK&lt;br /&gt;Schooling days: Monday, Weekends: Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. RED OR WHITE WINE?&lt;br /&gt;red, but i prefer water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. DO YOU OWN A DONOR CARD?&lt;br /&gt;not old enough yet :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;what day is it? what time will i come back today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. WHAT ARE YOU DOING ONCE YOU HAVE FINISHED THIS ?&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP! zzz... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6930947639706833710?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6930947639706833710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6930947639706833710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6930947639706833710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6930947639706833710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/randomness-1.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-72265309785592215</id><published>2007-08-24T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:29:24.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam loves it when:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Wei Jie says something gramatically incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;:) Wei Kwang gets so tense over something minor.&lt;br /&gt;:) Sing Chuen whispers to WK and the next moment she's whacking his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;:) Sarah when she imitates her mum.&lt;br /&gt;:) Arlene laughs over something not as funny as the one before.&lt;br /&gt;:) Ashely cracks a joke and ends up being the butt of all jokes.&lt;br /&gt;:) Joel &lt;em&gt;tries&lt;/em&gt; to be serious with Dinesh around.&lt;br /&gt;:) Dinesh teases people, only to be teased himself.&lt;br /&gt;:) Wesley blushes at the sound of "Ch...." and "Sa..."&lt;br /&gt;:) Adriel gangs up with Dinesh against his own brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p_8lHc3yn90" width="255" height="215" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want my husband to sing this for me when we're walking along that beach :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Iris - Ronan Keating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-72265309785592215?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/72265309785592215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=72265309785592215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/72265309785592215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/72265309785592215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/d-sam-loves-it-when-wei-jie-says.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3772652200373004967</id><published>2007-08-20T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:26:25.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evangelism (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVANGELISM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt;"And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions." - Joel 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kind of touched by yesterday's sermon. In fact, I cried a little. What Pastor said touched my heart, real deep. His words was like the ringing of an alarm clock that jolted me awake from my silly illusions and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; was what I had been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;I needed this boost of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for never failing me,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for taking me back,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for revealing just a little of your majestic self,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the miraculous signs,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for reminding me that you're watching ,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for loving me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FOREVER YOURS;&lt;br /&gt;hold me now and never ever let me go,&lt;br /&gt;my Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;my precious Saviour,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3772652200373004967?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3772652200373004967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3772652200373004967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3772652200373004967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3772652200373004967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/evangelism-28-and-afterward-i-will-pour.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5385098663543093627</id><published>2007-08-17T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:05:02.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anticipation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANTICIPATION &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything happen on a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;rainy&lt;/span&gt; day?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Tan was absent! = 2 free periods :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr Sim scolded us for not changing back into our uniform :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The election posters were hilarious. ROFL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bio was GOOD :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aunty gave us (Sarah and I) extra delectable mushrooms and soup! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We joined the English consultation and had to 'migrate' twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It ended at 4 and I only completed 1/2 of the SS worksheet :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We (Kows, Billy, Dinesh, Sarah, I) walked one big round to Esso :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to the toilet and they 'disappeared' after I came out. LAME -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's still raining :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone called me just to hear my voice. LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want it to stop raining!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I'm anticipating:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shou Zu, da jie ju!!! :'(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bonding with AKMM &gt;.&lt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Badminton with Shakila, rain or shine, IDC :&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Conference call with some of my favourite ppl :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Msn with my other favourite ppl too :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLEEP!&lt;3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5385098663543093627?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5385098663543093627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5385098663543093627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5385098663543093627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5385098663543093627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/anticipation-3-why-does-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-5452791172733416736</id><published>2007-08-16T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:03:05.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE; the downside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Samantha's life is messed up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's pathetically useless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;She knows what she can't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's grateful for her mum though, who's been encouraging her all along.&lt;br /&gt;She's also grateful for her friends, who've added colours in her life.&lt;br /&gt;She's thankful for music, which plays a major part in her daily schedule.&lt;br /&gt;She's thankful for sleep, a haven where troubles seem so far away.&lt;br /&gt;But she's not grateful for that irritating brother of hers, who refuses to acknowledge her in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's beginning to see everything in a new light.&lt;br /&gt;She's starting to feel God's work in her life.&lt;br /&gt;She's pondering about what the future beholds.&lt;br /&gt;She's wondering when He'll return.&lt;br /&gt;She's repenting, so that she'll go to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs Him.&lt;br /&gt;She needs vibrance and zest.&lt;br /&gt;She needs less physics, more bio.&lt;br /&gt;She needs time to stop. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;She needs rejuvenation.&lt;br /&gt;She needs your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of waiting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call me when you've found my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-5452791172733416736?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/5452791172733416736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=5452791172733416736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5452791172733416736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/5452791172733416736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-downside.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6795556322243519221</id><published>2007-08-15T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T22:04:04.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypo (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty and the Beast &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;True as it can be&lt;br /&gt;Barely even friends&lt;br /&gt;Then somebody bends&lt;br /&gt;Unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little change&lt;br /&gt;Small to say the least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Both a little scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neither one prepared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever just the same&lt;br /&gt;Ever a surprise&lt;br /&gt;Ever as before&lt;br /&gt;Ever just as sure&lt;br /&gt;As the sun will rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Tune as old as song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bittersweet and strange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finding you can change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning you were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain as the sun&lt;br /&gt;Rising in the east&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Song as old as rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tale as old as time&lt;br /&gt;Song as old as rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While playing hypo with scandal,&lt;br /&gt;I asked this question: "What would your fairytale romance be like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scandal: (misinterpreted the question)&lt;br /&gt;Later on, replied: 'Cinderella, because it's like, she never thought she would be able to get him, but she just kept faith that she stood a chance, and she got him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEET! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: 'Beauty and the Beast, because i think all guys are beasts until you find the real prince inside.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but my real reason (sorry i forgot to add) was because loving a 'beast' is a really difficult thing to do. Only when you've mastered loving someone who's horrible on the outside but beautiful on the inside, then that's when you've mastered true love. Because true love transcends all boundaries :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihR7gsSKoZs" width="255" height="180" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6795556322243519221?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6795556322243519221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6795556322243519221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6795556322243519221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6795556322243519221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/beauty-and-beast-3-tale-as-old-as-time.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7629877339138594940</id><published>2007-08-14T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T21:48:29.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Far away - Nickelback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, This place&lt;br /&gt;Misused, Mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Too long, Too late&lt;br /&gt;Who was I to make you wait&lt;br /&gt;Just one chance&lt;br /&gt;Just one breath&lt;br /&gt;Just in case there's just one left&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know, you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing ifI don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my knees, I'll ask&lt;br /&gt;Last chance for one last dance&lt;br /&gt;'Cause with you, I'd withstand&lt;br /&gt;All of hell to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd give for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give anything but I won't give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know, you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing ifI don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;But you know, you know, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I needed&lt;br /&gt;I need to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;Stop breathing ifI don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Believe it&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and, never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I viewed it on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j4y-RzVGrHg" width="215" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the sense, Shakila.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to learn from you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7629877339138594940?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7629877339138594940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7629877339138594940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7629877339138594940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7629877339138594940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/far-away-nickelback-this-time-this.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3465112782125899991</id><published>2007-08-12T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T21:57:00.068+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger :('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend today!!!&lt;br /&gt;However, he's leaving for Japan before heading back to the UK...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go too!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see him again during the Dec hols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, thanks for cracking jokes with us, Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;You really made my day with all the crappy dares and catchy sentences!&lt;br /&gt;The way you rebutted Clarice was like sooo professional! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROFL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although we didn't know each other that well, we had a really, really great time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I loved your English accent!&lt;br /&gt;Please come celebrate Xmas with us! It'll be great!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye, keep in touch! :'(&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;That was the happy thing.&lt;br /&gt;Now for the unhappy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; today...&lt;br /&gt;Until you came along and totally spoiled my mood.&lt;br /&gt;You HAD to remind me of it.&lt;br /&gt;You HAD to make me upset.&lt;br /&gt;You HAD to say that did you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm just happily living my happy life and you HAD to rake up the unhappy past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What a B******!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shut up and go away, I'm not doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&gt;:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3465112782125899991?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3465112782125899991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3465112782125899991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3465112782125899991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3465112782125899991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/friendship-3-i-made-new-friend-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-6685397156904311121</id><published>2007-08-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:47:09.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life :D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypo (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYPO AGAIN! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypo is really contagious.&lt;br /&gt;And I made someone cry over one simple statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the call later!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was talking to someone about PRIMARY SCHOOL! (:&lt;br /&gt;And what love was at that level of 'maturity'.&lt;br /&gt;And the countless number of scandals and teasing we got.&lt;br /&gt;And the innocence and zest.&lt;br /&gt;And the embarrassing moments which seem hilarious now.&lt;br /&gt;And how funny all these seems a few years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;And how I wish I could do it again now without being laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the note-passing, chitter-chattering, giggle-whispering and whatnot have all been forgotten the day we left primary school. Well, most of it has anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE NEED A 6/6 &lt;em&gt;REUNION&lt;/em&gt;! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-6685397156904311121?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/6685397156904311121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=6685397156904311121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6685397156904311121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/6685397156904311121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/hypo-again-d-hypo-is-really-contagious.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-3867065601257882093</id><published>2007-08-10T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:58:37.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hypo (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HYPO! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothetical (if this how you spell it) questions are DA BOMB!&lt;br /&gt;This question: "What will your wedding be like?" made me realise that i have an ideal layout, but the only thing missing is the groom.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started like this:&lt;br /&gt;Shakila, Clarice, Jazlyn and I were having lunch at LJs today. And as usual, Clarice was 30 min late, so for every 10 min, she had to answer 1 hypo question. So after bombarding her with the questions (i shall not bore you with them), it was her turn to seek 'revenge'. I usually look forward to her questions (yes clarice, this is a compliment) because they're funny and interesting (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy was I right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions posed were:&lt;br /&gt;a) Gown?&lt;br /&gt;(laughter)&lt;br /&gt;b) Venue?&lt;br /&gt;c) What is the layout?&lt;br /&gt;d) Lunch and dinner?&lt;br /&gt;(laughter)&lt;br /&gt;f) After dinner?&lt;br /&gt;And slowly it grew to:&lt;br /&gt;g) Wedding cake?&lt;br /&gt;(giggle)&lt;br /&gt;h) Honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;(giggle)&lt;br /&gt;i) Bridesmaid?&lt;br /&gt;(rofl)&lt;br /&gt;So the average time taken for each person to answer was 4 minutes -.-&lt;br /&gt;But thank God for these 3 girls who divulged more than this today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I would be at a loss without you guys! (:&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sooooo looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Talking has just become our new hobby! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-3867065601257882093?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/3867065601257882093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=3867065601257882093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3867065601257882093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/3867065601257882093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/hypo-hypothetical-if-this-how-you-spell.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5270786228106706456.post-7308873441021228105</id><published>2007-08-10T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T21:40:59.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogspot (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOO! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI BLOG! (:&lt;br /&gt;i still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three cheers for blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xanga disappointed me...&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5270786228106706456-7308873441021228105?l=signswemissed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/feeds/7308873441021228105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5270786228106706456&amp;postID=7308873441021228105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7308873441021228105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5270786228106706456/posts/default/7308873441021228105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://signswemissed.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>SAM [:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15979016560790514282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iMOWNtNgChQ/ScOs6vmxaVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/DWJGyAzahyI/S220/strongenough.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
