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Enjoy it as much.'/><category term='Moved'/><category term='Contented'/><title type='text'>My lovely wonders</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>492</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7642985009381642</id><published>2011-10-11T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:37:28.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>MOVED TO WORDPRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://sixloveeight.wordpress.com/"&gt;sixloveeight.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7642985009381642?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7642985009381642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7642985009381642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7642985009381642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7642985009381642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/10/moved-to-wordpress-sixloveeight.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5685207120897609772</id><published>2011-06-17T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T23:47:00.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moved'/><title type='text'>Moved</title><content type='html'>Moved SOME to tumble. But ill keep blogger going :D:D&lt;div&gt;Click on this link : &lt;a href="http://www.sixloveeight.tumblr.com/"&gt;sixloveeight.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5685207120897609772?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5685207120897609772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5685207120897609772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5685207120897609772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5685207120897609772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-463525080710918595</id><published>2011-06-16T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:35:57.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History repeats itself'/><title type='text'>History repeats itself.</title><content type='html'>So much empty conversations. &lt;div&gt;Everything leads to something smaller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much hidden, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So afraid things may turn out the wrong way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too many obligations &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats does being true means ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;So here's to everything, coming down to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Here's to silence that cuts me to the core&lt;br /&gt;Where is this going? Thought I knew for a minute&lt;br /&gt;But I don't anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-463525080710918595?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/463525080710918595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=463525080710918595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/463525080710918595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/463525080710918595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/history-repeats-itself.html' title='History repeats itself.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8015263018817100029</id><published>2011-06-16T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T20:49:37.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just a dayyy'/><title type='text'>Just a dayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGeqdrgzNfo/Tfn1Xv9eEPI/AAAAAAAADl8/Y-8AeBM88h8/s1600/8227_1225282922984_1556342027_30609432_4614227_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGeqdrgzNfo/Tfn1Xv9eEPI/AAAAAAAADl8/Y-8AeBM88h8/s400/8227_1225282922984_1556342027_30609432_4614227_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618791798481490162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying .. Studying and more studyingg. Im so tiredd. Would someone take me by the hand and say '' hey ! set aside those books , let your hair down , and ill take you somewhere to have funn ". Only if this ever come by. Time seem to be running fast. And im still dragging my feet to catch up with it. Grr. I just want to step out of this world where everything seem to be trying to keep up with time. Just going to somewhere that i can take my hat off and swim into a sea of enjoyment. I cant wait to grow up . In fact, I want to grow up but i dont want to be grown uppp. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody is buzzing about.. what kind of marriage they want. What would it be like after they have married. And as usual I gave it a thought too. Hmm. Honestly, im pretty scared of marriage.I dont like to be burden . I want to have kids , maybe a football team. But i dont want to bear them. But the greater pain it is, the more you love them right ? haha. I dont want to see occasional events sink to the bottom of the sea. Just looking at married couples forgetting special days makes me give marriage a second thought.  I want to lead a life where there are many joyous events. Enjoying company and just so contented with life. haha. Taken this thought against my dream of being a kampong girl , a kampong wife perhaps.  With a simple life and letting everyone know true happiness is gain when the heart is contented. :D Superficial gains are going to last for awhile in this world where greed and lust seems to please the heart. But will we ever find true happiness with this desire ?  kekeke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to confess that i am pretty shallow with the guy i want to be with. For example, I am particular about height, age..etc. The amplitude , attitude , and the way he shows his gratitude. His view on occasional events, is it ever important to him ?  Will anything lose his heart on such ? Will he always bring out the joy in me under any circumstances ? Ever most important , is he a christian ? Will he always and always be a gentleman ? I am just so particular about every aspect. However much, the heart still means the most to me. But once again, what if i had made a wrong choice.?  If none ever matches this content , maybe ill consider living single for life. :D. wakaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YaY ! im so psyched for tomorrow's net outreach. A combination of net. Back to square one. :D:D/ hahaha. I cant wait to see how is it going to be like. kekeke. Non-youth campers Unite ! . wakaka. And the following day with my YTSA graduation dayy. Mann i just feel old graduating from every other thing this year. Im on my last lap RUNNNN RUNNN RUNNN. ;D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8015263018817100029?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8015263018817100029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8015263018817100029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8015263018817100029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8015263018817100029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/just-dayyy.html' title='Just a dayyy'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MGeqdrgzNfo/Tfn1Xv9eEPI/AAAAAAAADl8/Y-8AeBM88h8/s72-c/8227_1225282922984_1556342027_30609432_4614227_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4880548161029203830</id><published>2011-06-15T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T22:25:17.192+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You know me best.'/><title type='text'>You know me best</title><content type='html'>Sometimes being predictable is one thing. But you sure got to know the person well before doing so. And when you dont , refrain from putting on false claim. Cause you'll just seem as though you have not been very much a good friend to know the other well. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt my sweethearts knows me besttt. :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just appreciating them time and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joycelyn, JC , Best-guy-friend, marcia, buddeh, theodora. :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoyedddddd note.-  Dont judge for you dont me just yet. Dont comment when you have nothing better to comment. Stay out of it.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4880548161029203830?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4880548161029203830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4880548161029203830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4880548161029203830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4880548161029203830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-know-me-best.html' title='You know me best'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6617504518171073378</id><published>2011-06-11T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T01:02:41.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What a week'/><title type='text'>What a week</title><content type='html'>A quick update on my weeeeekk :D:D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday was awesomeee. With the best class aroundddd. So much for ranting about my class being segregated but this class party was awesome. Sure has brought many distance to a narrower gap. :D:D. Although there werent a bbq pit. But all of us had fun just being in a Water war. Love itttt. Looking forward to an awesome time with my class sooonn. Thing are starting to kick in. :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a funfilled week with poa lessons. And a good time studying with theodora at little ice cream kafe and paya lebar on every other day. Mannxzxz , after all the ice creams i have consumed , i am sure to pull gravity to a new level. wakaka. Failed netball gatherings. Today, a good day of poa tuition. Yurpp . Studying and more studying. hahaha. Shagggggg.Yay to JC return. And Yay to looking forward to joycelyn and qianhui dayyy. :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said that ill never let you know. and .You'll never know.cause. you never asked. because. you never felt it. you dont understand me like you use to. and. you stop prompting after the first trial - Things have change. Time have tell us something here. And perhaps i have lost the priority in you. The reason why everything is so different.  I dont want to tear at the thought of it anymore. A good smile to bed would be what i long for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday in advance Feng yuan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all you have been all these year. Appreciate you loadssss. And i cant wait for whats install for us. An awesome looonngg friendship over the years. That ill always keep in heart. &amp;lt;3. Happy sweet sixteen :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6617504518171073378?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6617504518171073378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6617504518171073378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6617504518171073378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6617504518171073378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-week.html' title='What a week'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2653333137921859288</id><published>2011-06-06T22:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:35:24.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only you knew.'/><title type='text'>If only you knew</title><content type='html'>Dont you feel like sometimes without some 'ones' in your life, your path still goes on ? But when you are on the brink of giving up on them , just forgetting all the memories. You give a second thought for after all they were once your really good friend and losing them seems __. i dont know.   Or rather, sometimes not having to speak for period of time shows that you dont really need them and can always dimiss that friendship you had , despite them being special and other plus points. However , at the same time you dont want to lose them after all that you have been through together. Despite the long silence, there wasnt initiation. Wouldnt you doubt the effort ? But when everything starts to distant and just defer from the way it was before. They dont understand your feelings anymore. Ignorance seem to be raging. The unkown of such, they too makes you feel neglected upon new company.Without the knowledge of some other, just literally tearing silently to bed at the thought of it. How many times do i need to try ? Even speaking just brings you to lose ends. history repeats itself. Wouldnt you be left in a dilemma ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2653333137921859288?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2653333137921859288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2653333137921859288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2653333137921859288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2653333137921859288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-only-you-knew.html' title='If only you knew'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8867743273875029690</id><published>2011-06-06T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:58:02.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life short. Enjoy it as much.'/><title type='text'>Life short. Enjoy it as much as you can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6v__revg9A/Teu55wBUVFI/AAAAAAAADl0/Dj86NomvTWY/s1600/DSCN0388.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6v__revg9A/Teu55wBUVFI/AAAAAAAADl0/Dj86NomvTWY/s400/DSCN0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614785762241565778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As i was reading JC's blog. I realised we are lifting the same dreams. Not surprised. haha. I have always wanted to live with villages , build my own house, plant trees, playing little kampong games,  play with kids and just enjoying life , with slightest worries in life. Being free to be who you are and abstaining from being seen as hypocritical.I believe in innocents. I remember sharing with some of your about going to the countryside in future. And i have to agree i wont get high paying job, earn loads and even being " up there ". But dont you see ? Life short , why would you want to live a in a world with stress , pressure and living up to a million expectation. Wouldnt a good smile be more enlightening ? A life just contented with simple pleasures. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is pretty much inspired when i travelled to different countries. As i look out the window, i have always wondered " have they ever thought of developing like the world " . But as the reason of being contented with simple pleasures sunk into my heart. I wanted to be like them. Not fighting for demands of the world but just what little things that pleases the heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, from a very tender age. I hated competitions . I never liked the way the world never seem to find peace. I often like to wonder " what if the world never changed. ?" , " Cant we all have a fair share ? " , " wouldnt it be less superficial if the world hadnt developed ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would really love to be apart from this superficial world. Travel back in time to where everything was simple. Or looking into the future. Picture how much i would love to live with villages to shower them with love and care. Just living a life with a really contented heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8867743273875029690?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8867743273875029690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8867743273875029690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8867743273875029690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8867743273875029690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-short-enjoy-it-as-much-as-you-can.html' title='Life short. Enjoy it as much as you can'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6v__revg9A/Teu55wBUVFI/AAAAAAAADl0/Dj86NomvTWY/s72-c/DSCN0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2099095747232560818</id><published>2011-06-01T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T23:16:25.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When there is a smile'/><title type='text'>When there is a smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA05mW9Ygo0/TeZWHoB7wRI/AAAAAAAADlo/7_XoosFeukk/s1600/63648_1631120651902_1053194617_31518019_1635193_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA05mW9Ygo0/TeZWHoB7wRI/AAAAAAAADlo/7_XoosFeukk/s400/63648_1631120651902_1053194617_31518019_1635193_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613268674568503570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HEEEELLLOOO JUNNEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good start for Junee. :D:D. Loving it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy birthday :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday mum. Love you alwaysss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got an email that i graduated from  YTSA- young team singapore ambassordor. . Yay. Finallyyy :D:D. Cant wait for graduation dayyy. wooohoo. Love it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite of all favourites is back from kuantan. Love you JC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to do some exercise today . YAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Lee is taking us for poa . Goodness. He is wayyyy better :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story of us is turning around.- Just let it be more than just randoms. Once again, its all up to you. Your turn. - May history not repeat itself  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big thanks to buddy for being my dearest company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back a few hours before June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a good meal with poa tuition peopleeee. Awesomeee. Betty POWER !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i cant wait to date all my favourite out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOYCELYN YEW WILL YEW WHEN WILL YOU BE FREEE. I MISS GOING OUT WITH YEWWWWW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New theory : You flood my phone , you probably mean the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2099095747232560818?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2099095747232560818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2099095747232560818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2099095747232560818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2099095747232560818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-there-is-smile.html' title='When there is a smile'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZA05mW9Ygo0/TeZWHoB7wRI/AAAAAAAADlo/7_XoosFeukk/s72-c/63648_1631120651902_1053194617_31518019_1635193_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-9181299024304922114</id><published>2011-05-31T23:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:47:10.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The story of us'/><title type='text'>The story of us</title><content type='html'>I used to think one day we'd tell the storY of us&lt;br /&gt;How we met and the sparks flew instantly&lt;br /&gt;People would say, "they're the lucky ones"&lt;br /&gt;I used to know my place was a spot next to yoU&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm searching the room for an empty seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;'Cause lately I don't even know what page you're on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, a simple complication&lt;br /&gt;Miscommunications lead to fall out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So many tHings that I wish you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many walls up I can't break through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing alone&lt;br /&gt;In a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And we're not speaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know&lt;br /&gt;Is it killing yoU&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Since a twist of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it all broke dowN&lt;br /&gt;And the story of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Looks a lot like a traGedy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next chapter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'd we end up this way?&lt;br /&gt;See me nervously pulling at my clothes&lt;br /&gt;And trying to look busy&lt;br /&gt;And you're doing your best to avoid me&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think one day I'll tell the story of us&lt;br /&gt;How I was losing my mind when I saw you here&lt;br /&gt;But you held your pride like you should have held me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh, we're scared to see the ending&lt;br /&gt;Why are we pretending this is nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I've never heard silence quite this loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm standing alone&lt;br /&gt;In a crowded room&lt;br /&gt;And we're not speaking&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dying to know&lt;br /&gt;Is it killing you&lt;br /&gt;Like it's killing me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Since a twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;When it all broke down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And the story of us&lt;br /&gt;Looks a lot like a tragedy now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is looking like a contest&lt;br /&gt;Of who can act like they care less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I liked it better when you were on my side&lt;br /&gt;The battle's in your hands now&lt;br /&gt;But I would lay my armor down&lt;br /&gt;If you'd say you'd rather love than fight&lt;br /&gt;So many things that you wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;But the story of us might be ending soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Doesnt it all sound really familiar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Are we on our last chapter ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I dont want to be the one initiating conversations;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;asking you __;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I dont want to be the one making all the effort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;When you dont seem to compromise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Its all up to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Its your turn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-9181299024304922114?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/9181299024304922114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5541032632098673400</id><published>2011-05-26T01:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:49:20.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIXLOVEEIGHT turns 4'/><title type='text'>SIXLOVEEIGHT turns 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK0whFX7qM8/Td042L_G01I/AAAAAAAADlY/RwM1vCVqjW8/s1600/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK0whFX7qM8/Td042L_G01I/AAAAAAAADlY/RwM1vCVqjW8/s400/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610703214355075922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY SIXLOVEEIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It has been 4 years since the birth of this blog. It feels as though i have made this blog as close to being my diary. A book of my history. Just how much i have changed very much shows on this blog. A close-up of memories compiled together. Close to heart.-Sixloveeight.blogspot.com. You are living :D. Happy birthday / Happy anniversary. &amp;lt;3 - Future years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Celebrating this Day :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Resolution of the day : To be a hairpee girl for the day. :D&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/694034281624289469-5541032632098673400?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5541032632098673400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5541032632098673400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5541032632098673400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5541032632098673400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/sixloveeight-turns-4.html' title='SIXLOVEEIGHT turns 4'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hK0whFX7qM8/Td042L_G01I/AAAAAAAADlY/RwM1vCVqjW8/s72-c/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2102512373875974640</id><published>2011-05-26T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:08:24.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today was a fairytale'/><title type='text'>Today was fairytale</title><content type='html'>Today was a fairytale&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbaAgpGZJQk/Td0vTIsTcmI/AAAAAAAADlQ/yEOKoWzQe-w/s1600/247100_211303668900252_100000618600476_657549_1472326_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbaAgpGZJQk/Td0vTIsTcmI/AAAAAAAADlQ/yEOKoWzQe-w/s400/247100_211303668900252_100000618600476_657549_1472326_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610692716570833506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little secret of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always dreamt of life being very much like a fairytale. Or perhaps being a princess living in a castle. With tiara , wands and pretty princess dresses. hahaha. Balloon, soft toys , sweets and candies with photos hung and place every where :D  These are just my favourites :D  " opps "  Nahh, guess its just my child like dream :D.  - mini dream on my messy old table. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really never meant to hurt . I never want things to be this way. I hope your new intentions will bring us some where. I hope ? . / And i am not someone who wants everything to myself. Not one who takes away what is blessed. If it has seem as though i am taking away whats yours truly, sorry. I dont mean it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody look to the left . Everybody look to the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been 4 years. Many ___ have been made. 3 ? 4 ? perhaps. Its everywhere. Not to brag, but just to show how much i have been in school. Well , looking at all these ___ , I guess they are what left on the surface. Where joy and laughter could be found. But to look deeper , was there ever a good __ . One that is heartfelt ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not again. . :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dont know where are we now ? Do you consider this distant shorter now ? There is nothing about us in conversations. It has always been one-sided.  Do you realize ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2102512373875974640?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2102512373875974640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2102512373875974640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2102512373875974640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2102512373875974640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/today-was-fairytale.html' title='Today was fairytale'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gbaAgpGZJQk/Td0vTIsTcmI/AAAAAAAADlQ/yEOKoWzQe-w/s72-c/247100_211303668900252_100000618600476_657549_1472326_n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6178063977319227436</id><published>2011-05-22T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T23:26:13.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In my hands'/><title type='text'>In my hands</title><content type='html'>Things i hold within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;God is my all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sincerity is the key for best efforts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Its the thought that counts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treasure what you have before you lose it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be contented&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgive and forget&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life is short . enjoy it while it last&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being who you are is more important than who you're not&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Problem are inevitable , its how you go about solving it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ICE CREAM is my distressing pill :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The closest friends around are my bestest friends around :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time flies . Every minute counts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The world is round&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love my bestfriends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play the game of trust - into the ears, down the heart. All zip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Sixloveeight is turning 4 in 4 days :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6178063977319227436?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6178063977319227436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6178063977319227436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6178063977319227436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6178063977319227436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-my-hands.html' title='In my hands'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7192494239345866752</id><published>2011-05-21T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T00:42:14.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who you are.'/><title type='text'>Who you are.</title><content type='html'>How much you mean to me does not really determine what you have done for me but what you have been to me. The more comfortable i am to share who i am to you , the more you mean to me. ( the game of trust) To think about it , i am less open nowaday. And when you feel you have master the way i am. You probably mean the most to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend who hear your cries will defer. Be it with a mind that is bind to ignorance like a picture on the outer surface.Or a with a heart that hears you differently. Friends who are able to crack the smiles on my face makes me feel like i am the luckiest girl in town. Besides God, nothing means more than these .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all feels unsettled again. Time continues to run as more bugs my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7192494239345866752?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7192494239345866752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7192494239345866752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7192494239345866752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7192494239345866752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-you-are.html' title='Who you are.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8318587055741660732</id><published>2011-05-19T17:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T17:38:53.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask me anything &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/sixloveeight" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/sixloveeight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8318587055741660732?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8318587055741660732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8318587055741660732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8318587055741660732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8318587055741660732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3483995028631126035</id><published>2011-05-18T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T23:17:42.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When the sun rise.'/><title type='text'>When the sun rise.</title><content type='html'>When the sun rise&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXV2d4mVWHw/TdPhKovQ7qI/AAAAAAAADlA/2i6QGiNKzp0/s1600/224390_10150176956783152_780768151_6727945_5415969_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXV2d4mVWHw/TdPhKovQ7qI/AAAAAAAADlA/2i6QGiNKzp0/s400/224390_10150176956783152_780768151_6727945_5415969_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608073533857001122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results. Results. Should i be happy or sad ? I dont really know actually. Pretty glad that my efforts did paid off. On the other hand, depressed about not reaping as much as i thought i could have. Its okay. This is going to be a good wake up call . Consistency here you come !.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I looked at my results, and looking at other aspects of my life. This question came to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" What talents do i have ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was having some heart to heart with JC in the pool yesterday. I started contemplating about different ones in my life. And there were questions bugging me. Through my lifetime experience. How many have become friends I can count on ? Or rather. Who have been through thick and thin with me ? Can i still rely on them in the future ? . Just as I thought about it. I realise how quiet i have been. How much i dont express myself , maybe to a handful . And i question myself again. " Why ? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Stranger, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry for shoving the board in between your legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3483995028631126035?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3483995028631126035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3483995028631126035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3483995028631126035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3483995028631126035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-sun-rise.html' title='When the sun rise.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXV2d4mVWHw/TdPhKovQ7qI/AAAAAAAADlA/2i6QGiNKzp0/s72-c/224390_10150176956783152_780768151_6727945_5415969_n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-184432128573703388</id><published>2011-05-17T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:24:07.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Season'/><title type='text'>The season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30q6BAELP7o/TdKKR8k1YBI/AAAAAAAADk4/QENZBHzMwmE/s1600/241560_10150183820364296_745559295_7046151_2124065_o.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30q6BAELP7o/TdKKR8k1YBI/AAAAAAAADk4/QENZBHzMwmE/s400/241560_10150183820364296_745559295_7046151_2124065_o.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607696526952718354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been days after the Exams. Pretty good break i would say. -Birthday celebrations, relaxing, MORE sleep, Stomach ICE CREAM :D , a good swim and fun fun fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be more specific. Birthday celebrations of chileng and sherrie.  Which was awesomeeee. Photos up soon soon soon. Slept over 14 hours. WOAH. right. But i am not a pig. keke. Ice cream makes me happy :D . And today, down to JC's place for a gooooodd swim, some heart to heart,  with monopoly deal :D:D. What makes me happier is things are more or less settled. I am a reallllyy HAPPY GIRL now. keep this going :D:D.  Love you Jesus :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turning back to the world of misery. - RESULTSSS. hahaha. Its okay. I am going to mug till O'levels. No more procrastinating. One mistake is enough. keke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to all that have been such a sweeet heart. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To eyecandy : you are funnnyyy. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Joycelyn. : When can we go out ? I misss you :D  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To JC : I love you loadsss. You mean the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To BGF : you're the best :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To buddeh : Thanks aloooottt . A million dozen. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To marcia : I love your silliness. Keep it up. :D &amp;lt;3 you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Sherrie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you are surprise surprise surprise. Burger Queen. keke. Well, i have lied umpteen time to you on your birthday. But suree it was easy with your innocents. keke. Anyway, thank you for being such a sweetheart all these years. Each year with a sweet time on your birthday. keke. And thank you for your company. It has always been my pleasure to have you. YAY. Love you loadsss. See you realll soon :D Hearts. 0202. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-184432128573703388?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/184432128573703388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=184432128573703388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/184432128573703388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/184432128573703388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/season.html' title='The season'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30q6BAELP7o/TdKKR8k1YBI/AAAAAAAADk4/QENZBHzMwmE/s72-c/241560_10150183820364296_745559295_7046151_2124065_o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6732056102214950046</id><published>2011-05-14T14:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T00:32:48.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500th post'/><title type='text'>500th post.</title><content type='html'>500 th Post&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cNtgoEQ0es/Tc4l2mWWxXI/AAAAAAAADkw/p6Gq9asy4po/s1600/228429_10150200043744281_711884280_6572015_3493141_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606460206060324210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cNtgoEQ0es/Tc4l2mWWxXI/AAAAAAAADkw/p6Gq9asy4po/s400/228429_10150200043744281_711884280_6572015_3493141_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everything feels pretty much settled. And coming to post with a contented heart. :D&lt;br /&gt;As far as it seems. I would like to thank God for his special blessing upon me. Placing different ones in my life. And making it all colourful. Piecing a broken heart and setting frowns to a smile. Changing my life and showing me beautiful sides of life.&lt;br /&gt;Special ones comes in all the time. Life change, people change and a new journey begin. And this time round , plenty have been well place in the hearts of mine. No doubt priorities have been set for them. And loving their ever company. I couldnt have bring myself across without you guys. Appreciated for your to have always been there for me. Holding my hand , guiding me on and being my listening ear. An effort to understand me and knowing what i have kept in my heart hidden :D. What i would say, knowing my true feelings, prompting me and not believing that feign joy. It felt all better sharing with you guys. I know i can always count on you :) Will always be special and close to heart &amp;lt;3. Thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;@smiles - Joycelyn yew, Jenna chiew, Buddy, Marcia tan&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.  A time out with special ones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. FOOD and loads of FOOD. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&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/694034281624289469-6732056102214950046?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6732056102214950046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6732056102214950046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6732056102214950046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6732056102214950046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/500th-post.html' title='500th post.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cNtgoEQ0es/Tc4l2mWWxXI/AAAAAAAADkw/p6Gq9asy4po/s72-c/228429_10150200043744281_711884280_6572015_3493141_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4076224481454838856</id><published>2011-05-11T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:19:46.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the Midst'/><title type='text'>In the Midst.</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Chileng.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a blessed birthday. Thank you for being such a sweetheart. Love it when you constantly sets the smiles on face. Your presence has sure overwhelmed me. You may be one old hag, but ill love you the same always. keke. Hearts to you :D.&lt;br /&gt;smileess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Midst of exams. I often like to think of ten things that i like to do out of freedom from books. And here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;JOYCELYN AND QIANHUI DAY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Grandma&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One visit to edge again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birthday celebrations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;SLEEP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ICE CREAMS &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a new bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two more that i am going to think of as exam flies pass. keke&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking about Exam.. Pretty stressed over it. Reviewing my performance, i suppose this time round its going to be just as bad. Not being pessimistic but i could have done better. keke. No point hanging on to failures , but learning to move on is a way of life :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am pretty much a smileyy willeyy this few days. Prolly setting aside what i have been bothered with. It was a goood night and morning study everyday. It just draws me away from a world of pessimism which i was living in. haha. Down early and meeting wei ye, clement and ren jue. Pretty good study buddies i would say. And they have constantly crack the smiles on my face :D. Thanks guys though you have been prettyy @$%&amp;amp; with youknowwhat.hahahaha. but im fine with that. immuned. hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my 499 post. 1 more to halve a thousand. Over 4 years and i have reached this number. woots. - ( 26/05/08 - sixloveeight turns 4 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4076224481454838856?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4076224481454838856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4076224481454838856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4076224481454838856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4076224481454838856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-midst.html' title='In the Midst.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-414938732187781782</id><published>2011-05-08T22:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T01:59:31.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's  Day</title><content type='html'>MOTHER'S DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9fqEGUOBU4/TcaoR-7LHWI/AAAAAAAADko/jR_boDylZnw/s1600/P05-10-09_23.51.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9fqEGUOBU4/TcaoR-7LHWI/AAAAAAAADko/jR_boDylZnw/s320/P05-10-09_23.51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604351813211594082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special day to commemorate and appreciate all the mum's in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to say. i LOVE you mommy. I know you wont be seeing this . But its the thought that counts :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all you have been. A little sacrifice of all the cash i have in hand for a simple gift, flower a card and my heart is little compared to all you have done for me. And for that i appreciate you loads. Really glad to see that you love the gift i gave you. keke. Love you always.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY ! PAP won 81 seats in parliment.  . woots. I was jumping for joy while my dad carried a frown. hahaha  Yay PAP ! PAP ! PAP !. Love you loadsss. &amp;lt;3. Lets bring Singapore to greater heights. Sadly , 5 years down the road when i am 21, i cant place my vote. 10 years down ,  when i am able to vote. . PAP you have my vote !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-414938732187781782?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/414938732187781782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=414938732187781782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/414938732187781782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/414938732187781782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s  Day'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9fqEGUOBU4/TcaoR-7LHWI/AAAAAAAADko/jR_boDylZnw/s72-c/P05-10-09_23.51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2942988364220702900</id><published>2011-05-08T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:41:59.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You make me smile.'/><title type='text'>You make me smile</title><content type='html'>I often prefer to talk to somebody who is able to make me smile, laugh or cheers. Brightens my day and show me its a conversation worth carrying forth. However, you just make a difference. A million times talking to you just sets a million frowns on my face. And replies with feign joy to you seems superficial. But my heart is set not to distant from you again as ignorance seem to have make drastic change between us. Hence, this is one thing i dont just do according to my will and emotions but a heart to want to make it all well again. And i set all hopes for things to get better between us. Though i know very well you pretty much dont hear the cries, being oblivious and have not take not to such uncertainties. - distant conversations, interactions, and relations. And to rely on hope is all i need. May history not repeat itself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-The story of us. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you stop caring like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you stop starting conversations like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you lost the sense of having an instinct to my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you always think i'm alright , but sometimes i'm just not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Is this story of us on the last chapter ?&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/694034281624289469-2942988364220702900?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2942988364220702900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2942988364220702900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2942988364220702900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2942988364220702900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-make-me-smile.html' title='You make me smile'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2963382660950819833</id><published>2011-05-06T18:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:11:30.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Making my Vote'/><title type='text'>Making my vote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riK3yUFR8V8/TcPb8oZMrOI/AAAAAAAADkQ/o3Qc9XwYExc/s1600/P190809_14.46.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603564196060769506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riK3yUFR8V8/TcPb8oZMrOI/AAAAAAAADkQ/o3Qc9XwYExc/s320/P190809_14.46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody is buzzing about election. Its the day before the big election. I want to make a vote. Sadly, my rights are not reserved. And if i ever get to vote, ill make my stand for -- PAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt there may be flaws from our government. However, they have sure performed their capabilities in sustaining Singapore development. - Providing peace, stability and progress. No group or person is perfect . A good government often not serve the nation with what is favoured but what is right. Furthermore, having humility within a government is one major aspect. Not every government has that , and making this step sets reputation and integrity on the line. How often do you see your leaders apologising ? And this performs responsibilty upon the government. A risk worth taking forth. In response of the opposition, it was utterly disappointing to have made critics instead of being gracious and repond in a 'first world' manner. As such , to graciously accept the apology and offer to work with the government to make Singapore a better place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, if the nation's concern is if the opposition have a say in the parliment and want to vote for them. And if everybody had the same mind set, wouldnt this good government with have diminished ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was reading the forum page of strait times, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Certainly , i disagree with some official policies. And yes, the PAP government can feedback in implementing policies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what matters most to me is the big picture and the PAP has served Singapore exceptionally in this respect. Singapore is peaceful , stable and progressive; we have weathered the recent economic crisis successfully . Our progress within 50 years is nothing short of amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By contrast, the opposition parties are thriving on emotions but are short on concrete plans. They arouse emotions because they want to win votes. Ultimately , they do not expect to execute policies or be held accountable for their consequences.&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Mr Low thia kiang of the workers' Party wanted to be a co-driver, steering Singapore safely. But his stand in Aljunied GRC shows otherwise. He does not want to be co-driver; he wants to knock out a key driver- Foreign Minister George Yeo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isnt such a move destabilising nationally ? Would it be in the national interest or that of the Workers' Party ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Mr low is sincere in wanting to be an alternative voice of Singaporean, he would still be ready to take up the Non-constitiency MP role&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until there is an opposition party with balanced views, with equal or better candidates than the PAP, I am not convinced that we should entrust them with the power to steer Singapore towards a brighter future."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Doreen Chang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Certainly, i agree with what she has stated. A good government does not serve to be on the upper hand but doing whats best for the country. A good government is upright and has good foresight. And i believe PAP has been keeping up with it, in evidence to Singapore's development. Where we are today is because PAP is doing a good job. And why do opposition continue to question their capabilities ? Are they providing benefits to gain popularity or doing what is right ? Incentives are not always the way to please the people . Knowing what is right and executing the right policies to rule a country is still what bring about good governance. Once again .. After so many year of success . Why do you still question the government's capability to provide the best for the nation ? .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, right leaders may not be determine by what we say. But i pray for wisdom upon the people that they make the right decisions. Your will is our concern. You know who are the right leader for us. I pray for your guidience upon Singapore. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2963382660950819833?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2963382660950819833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2963382660950819833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2963382660950819833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2963382660950819833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/making-my-vote.html' title='Making my vote.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-riK3yUFR8V8/TcPb8oZMrOI/AAAAAAAADkQ/o3Qc9XwYExc/s72-c/P190809_14.46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1829681312540423438</id><published>2011-05-06T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T01:24:58.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new journey ahead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New company'/><title type='text'>New company , New journey ahead</title><content type='html'>Everything seems to be moving . Even in this face of life, it just feels as if my life have been rotated 360 degrees. The old has gone the new has come. I have started to find books the new way to life. Once i got my head down to books, the world of problems seems to be turned off. And .. I kinda like that feeling. Facing troubled times up and again with helpless counterparts has made a change in my heart. From my view on thing, tackling it and facing giants. Just so much have been running through that little mind of mine. Amd all these have caused a drastic change of heart and mind. A facade joy , quiet on the inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1829681312540423438?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1829681312540423438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1829681312540423438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1829681312540423438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1829681312540423438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-company-new-journey-ahead.html' title='New company , New journey ahead'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3001969336282911907</id><published>2011-05-03T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:37:20.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hear the heart'/><title type='text'>Hear the heart</title><content type='html'>3 or 4 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Joycelyn once said , " &lt;em&gt;i know you are telling me not because you are not trustable but you are telling me cause we are bestfriends .&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Though it was years ago, but this comment she made has been kept in my heart for a long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3001969336282911907?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3001969336282911907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3001969336282911907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3001969336282911907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3001969336282911907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/05/hear-heart.html' title='Hear the heart'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2892207662914482991</id><published>2011-04-29T23:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:42:12.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mess up'/><title type='text'>Mess up</title><content type='html'>The exams are here. Really disappointed with myself not performing to potential. How do i strive ? Tired and worn out. Regrets and failures. Its time to make a change , in heart. May God grant me with the strength to hang in there. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DA7S_OcfYmI/TbraxSiFFPI/AAAAAAAADkI/NDTdlHU32rc/s1600/DSCN0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601029626911855858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DA7S_OcfYmI/TbraxSiFFPI/AAAAAAAADkI/NDTdlHU32rc/s320/DSCN0121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why . But my heart and mind feels mess up. There is just some things that make my heart feel unsettled. So uncertain. I feel very much vulnerable . Where am i leading to ? I dont feel myself anymore. I would really love to pulled myself back. But where have i gone ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I havent been sharing much of whats kept deep in my heart. Some things just makes me feel away from everyone else. I just felt an obligation to give a leak of what is kept within. Everyone seems to be living their own life. A gap on every side. hmm. Maybe its time for me to be set apart. Not alone but be alone. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear God, show me the plans you have for me. Let the smiles and cheers i am carrying across not be a facade but real joy that comes from my heart. amen.&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/694034281624289469-2892207662914482991?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2892207662914482991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2892207662914482991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2892207662914482991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2892207662914482991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/mess-up.html' title='Mess up'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DA7S_OcfYmI/TbraxSiFFPI/AAAAAAAADkI/NDTdlHU32rc/s72-c/DSCN0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2469906377549184273</id><published>2011-04-23T08:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:55:02.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friday.'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STARE IN TO THIS PHOTO .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Good Friday- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing is going to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIL-5xamvRs/TbIgvvVU3HI/AAAAAAAADjg/YSfnifmchQE/s1600/218069_10150173468238180_722393179_6800458_7231768_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIL-5xamvRs/TbIgvvVU3HI/AAAAAAAADjg/YSfnifmchQE/s400/218069_10150173468238180_722393179_6800458_7231768_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598573291306802290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favourite Photo - Hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBgT3iZGRI/TbIgvR8oQJI/AAAAAAAADjY/qs_YXmQ2tJ4/s1600/223285_10150173468533180_722393179_6800462_7238843_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5wBgT3iZGRI/TbIgvR8oQJI/AAAAAAAADjY/qs_YXmQ2tJ4/s400/223285_10150173468533180_722393179_6800462_7238843_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598573283418587282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers to Aljunied Net .opps..- Best Net around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gjl5_LixTx0/TbIgfaakqLI/AAAAAAAADjQ/J7sBw4C0n14/s1600/223524_10150173467868180_722393179_6800452_4629501_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gjl5_LixTx0/TbIgfaakqLI/AAAAAAAADjQ/J7sBw4C0n14/s400/223524_10150173467868180_722393179_6800452_4629501_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598573010813757618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What do you say , It sure was a good friday. An awesome morning service, good company and best thing that ever happened to me :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;During service. The Drama, dance and sermon was about the father's Love. Sure it was heart warming. And i could felt God presence. Adding on , i was once again reminded of the sacrifice God made for me. He died on the the cross for my sin , because he loves me. :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;An embarrassing moment of my life . - " why are your going to tempines so early ?"  Not going to emphasis. hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A good Lunch with a celebration for yan fang and my sister's birthday. Many Many photos taken. And an awesome time with the best net around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Studied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And the day ended off with nice desserts, with speaking to you once again . It has been quite awhile. Glad to hear from you. keke. Heartss. &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/694034281624289469-2469906377549184273?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2469906377549184273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2469906377549184273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2469906377549184273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2469906377549184273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIL-5xamvRs/TbIgvvVU3HI/AAAAAAAADjg/YSfnifmchQE/s72-c/218069_10150173468238180_722393179_6800458_7231768_n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1391046499389511866</id><published>2011-04-20T23:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:12:06.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ll stand by you'/><title type='text'>I'll stand by you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ExsUwnDR4g4/Ta7_Uxvi5yI/AAAAAAAADiw/kv7-WXluwJ8/s1600/189543_10150127140476950_635516949_6447459_2318702_n.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ExsUwnDR4g4/Ta7_Uxvi5yI/AAAAAAAADiw/kv7-WXluwJ8/s400/189543_10150127140476950_635516949_6447459_2318702_n.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597692119283328802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to say, but so little to share.&lt;div&gt;Just a breath from what i have been bottling up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry for leaving you alone. No doubt that was the biggest regret of my life. Now, i feel i have lost you. So far that i wonder how long a rod i need to be able to draw you back. To get you back to who you were.  The one i once new. The one that is more fun loving. Not one being who you arnt. Formal and unknowing. Many a time, i have an obligation to talk to you.  I wonder, what is within my hand ? and all it  seem to have been has lost grip and swerve away.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Physic teaches us that a current flow through a circuit, but when it is of excess, the circuit breaks. Hit the circuit breaker and its back again. But  its fault is not repaired.  When excess, how many times with hit the circuit breaker but have not figure its fault,  the circuit will eventually break again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just a little thought through. Have i been turn off ? Or have this circuit not found its fault ? So much in between. A distance i sense. But i know, at all cost, ill continue to stand by you, would not like to take on a bigger regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you chiyean for a listening ear :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45);   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll Stand By You lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Originally performed by The Pretenders]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why you look so sad&lt;br /&gt;The tears are in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Come on and come to me now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be ashamed to cry&lt;br /&gt;Let me see you through&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ve seen the dark side too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night falls on you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;br /&gt;Could make me love you less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're mad get mad&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hold it all inside&lt;br /&gt;Come on and talk to me now&lt;br /&gt;Hey, what you got to hide&lt;br /&gt;I get angry too&lt;br /&gt;Well I’m a lot like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're standing at the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;And don't know which path to choose&lt;br /&gt;Let me come along&lt;br /&gt;Cause even if you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Take me in into you darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when, when the night falls on you, baby&lt;br /&gt;You feeling all alone&lt;br /&gt;You won't be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Won’t let nobody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;Take me in into you darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll never desert you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I’ll stand by you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stand by 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/694034281624289469-1391046499389511866?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1391046499389511866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1391046499389511866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1391046499389511866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1391046499389511866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/ill-stand-by-you.html' title='I&apos;ll stand by you'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ExsUwnDR4g4/Ta7_Uxvi5yI/AAAAAAAADiw/kv7-WXluwJ8/s72-c/189543_10150127140476950_635516949_6447459_2318702_n.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-37465177930318200</id><published>2011-04-19T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T23:20:59.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dinosaur.'/><title type='text'>Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4U59xJ6g-w/Ta2nu_r03RI/AAAAAAAADiQ/WpPUyUQFeFc/s1600/cartoon_cute_dinosaur_love_colorful_dino-535bf7805b78e1bb12fa41458b9f2b05_h.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4U59xJ6g-w/Ta2nu_r03RI/AAAAAAAADiQ/WpPUyUQFeFc/s400/cartoon_cute_dinosaur_love_colorful_dino-535bf7805b78e1bb12fa41458b9f2b05_h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597314337702468882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello best guy friend.  Thanks for helping me out with physic. Also, beside the wisdom of God, i wouldnt have gotten my A1 without you.Your patience in guiding me has sure overwhelmed me :). Alongside with your effort over the phone during midnight isnt an easy job, especially when its me you are coaching. . A great appreciation to you :D  Thanks :D Hearts to you sweetheart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-37465177930318200?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/37465177930318200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=37465177930318200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/37465177930318200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/37465177930318200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/dinosaur.html' title='Dinosaur'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4U59xJ6g-w/Ta2nu_r03RI/AAAAAAAADiQ/WpPUyUQFeFc/s72-c/cartoon_cute_dinosaur_love_colorful_dino-535bf7805b78e1bb12fa41458b9f2b05_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7920526449530443062</id><published>2011-04-18T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:39:28.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimental Value.'/><title type='text'>Sentimental value</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sentimental Value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Often, i look at things with how much it matters. I would say , with sentimental value. No matter how small or big something could be, I think how much it values matters more to me. On a note, i see something that comes from the heart in greater importance than something given on a common value. Nothing worth more than giving a thought in the things you do. For one, i believe lots in the thought that counts. It breaks my heart to see something i value not in place, broken , or shattered . As things just seems irreversible. To present something of the same kind doesnt carry any value. Practically, how similar something else could be, it will never carry the same value as what its originally had. Nonetheless, it breaks my heart most when things of sentimental value are lost.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rA0IhTF0V08/TaxZBq02meI/AAAAAAAADiI/2UriIa942CY/s1600/untitled.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rA0IhTF0V08/TaxZBq02meI/AAAAAAAADiI/2UriIa942CY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596946322125396450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little sneak peak at my kind of guy.&lt;div&gt;I am pretty particular. For the utmost thing i look into is he being a man of God. And on a lighter note, a gentleman. I think this is brought about as i detest the most when the gents in my home doesnt carry that value. And i am very particular with that.  On a third, being man of his word. And next, respect for a girl. But well, carrying the first two characteristic is major. Girls ! Put your hands up if you believe so too !. haha. Sneak peak. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7920526449530443062?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7920526449530443062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7920526449530443062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7920526449530443062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7920526449530443062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/sentimental-value.html' title='Sentimental value'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rA0IhTF0V08/TaxZBq02meI/AAAAAAAADiI/2UriIa942CY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5043355050588929523</id><published>2011-04-16T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-12T00:20:46.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contented'/><title type='text'>Contented</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZYLkyRBMS0/Tamys_GfryI/AAAAAAAADiA/eDr_iGEU0Fc/s1600/481481814v0_400x400_Front_Color-Black.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZYLkyRBMS0/Tamys_GfryI/AAAAAAAADiA/eDr_iGEU0Fc/s320/481481814v0_400x400_Front_Color-Black.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596200497907216162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thanks JC for always being there for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Love our Heart to heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Peanut Butter loves you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Looking at what you have brings a greater cheer than looking at what you dont have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And you'll be more contented than ever.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5043355050588929523?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5043355050588929523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5043355050588929523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5043355050588929523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5043355050588929523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/contented.html' title='Contented'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZYLkyRBMS0/Tamys_GfryI/AAAAAAAADiA/eDr_iGEU0Fc/s72-c/481481814v0_400x400_Front_Color-Black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-474455962134760601</id><published>2011-04-13T18:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T18:55:33.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;God will make a way :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I'm really worn out. Could there be a way out ? Can matters stop rising ? I want to regain that wide smile again. How much i can do and whats within my control is the minimum. Where is that confidence i once had ? There is just so much to do. Matters over matters. Will it ever stop ? C'mon , give me a break , please..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z98vT4gH8lw/TaV_7HOu4RI/AAAAAAAADh4/Tt3ilI9Va64/s1600/P1140970.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z98vT4gH8lw/TaV_7HOu4RI/AAAAAAAADh4/Tt3ilI9Va64/s320/P1140970.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595018765607559442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;When you think life is right high up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;There is bound to be something getting you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Perfection never exist , except the ways of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-474455962134760601?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/474455962134760601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=474455962134760601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/474455962134760601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/474455962134760601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/worn-out.html' title='Worn out'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z98vT4gH8lw/TaV_7HOu4RI/AAAAAAAADh4/Tt3ilI9Va64/s72-c/P1140970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4451578315494007489</id><published>2011-04-09T00:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T02:46:49.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long history.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-Specially dedicated to Joycelyn Yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Living Friendship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2002&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7vSSJinRAk/TZ9EXmqeDJI/AAAAAAAADhg/7x5UMpRQTDo/s1600/194396_10150128823789653_833739652_6339884_1912895_o1-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7vSSJinRAk/TZ9EXmqeDJI/AAAAAAAADhg/7x5UMpRQTDo/s400/194396_10150128823789653_833739652_6339884_1912895_o1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593264434523802770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KROv1EM2E8k/TZ8-qPpRy-I/AAAAAAAADhY/NfjkaytYkvQ/s1600/old%2Btimes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KROv1EM2E8k/TZ8-qPpRy-I/AAAAAAAADhY/NfjkaytYkvQ/s400/old%2Btimes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593258157692537826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-oet6690mA/TZ8-nNCGZPI/AAAAAAAADhQ/_Xxx6FlPbGQ/s1600/SANY1390.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-oet6690mA/TZ8-nNCGZPI/AAAAAAAADhQ/_Xxx6FlPbGQ/s400/SANY1390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593258105451734258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLCu4jvwkI8/TZ8-m_4KWxI/AAAAAAAADhI/JhDH_1tXams/s1600/SANY1517.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLCu4jvwkI8/TZ8-m_4KWxI/AAAAAAAADhI/JhDH_1tXams/s400/SANY1517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593258101920389906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aopYaKKXTJg/TZ8-mJUrRiI/AAAAAAAADhA/7wrSbPLFIik/s1600/2010-7.bmp" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aopYaKKXTJg/TZ8-mJUrRiI/AAAAAAAADhA/7wrSbPLFIik/s400/2010-7.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593258087276037666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0InLPMY-_aY/TZ8-llpe57I/AAAAAAAADg4/xZe1SYpYZOk/s1600/01012011181.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0InLPMY-_aY/TZ8-llpe57I/AAAAAAAADg4/xZe1SYpYZOk/s400/01012011181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593258077699631026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To put it all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;From strangers to friends and now the best of friends :D .  Friendship remains strengthen and well kept. Facing Up and down of life together . The number of times we quarelled can be easily be counted with our fingers , that reason being for your patients over me . keke. In most aspect of my life, you make the utmost impact on me. The changes in perspective and being optimistic. Sure cant carry it off without you.  Your influence has made me more reliant on you and how much i can count on you is everything it takes. Your opinions mean the most to me :D. hehe. Thank you for being such a dear sweetheart.  hearts &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4451578315494007489?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4451578315494007489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4451578315494007489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4451578315494007489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4451578315494007489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/04/long-history.html' title='A long history.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7vSSJinRAk/TZ9EXmqeDJI/AAAAAAAADhg/7x5UMpRQTDo/s72-c/194396_10150128823789653_833739652_6339884_1912895_o1-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6882577567096803109</id><published>2011-03-19T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:27:02.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SC camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRubIsMb39I/TZ82qvVZpvI/AAAAAAAADgw/mIXPxCpbfHU/s1600/190458_192941804077455_100000849092074_467945_5045871_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRubIsMb39I/TZ82qvVZpvI/AAAAAAAADgw/mIXPxCpbfHU/s400/190458_192941804077455_100000849092074_467945_5045871_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593249370106078962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0DyWBceLdA/TZ81uQYlDkI/AAAAAAAADgg/2tFPGIjt_S0/s1600/188230_192941694077466_100000849092074_467943_2609665_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0DyWBceLdA/TZ81uQYlDkI/AAAAAAAADgg/2tFPGIjt_S0/s400/188230_192941694077466_100000849092074_467943_2609665_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248331005759042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1Ry1mpjepM/TZ81uBPs_NI/AAAAAAAADgY/4bq7dSTw2yY/s1600/197006_192815090756793_100000849092074_467325_2284500_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u1Ry1mpjepM/TZ81uBPs_NI/AAAAAAAADgY/4bq7dSTw2yY/s400/197006_192815090756793_100000849092074_467325_2284500_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593248326941998290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lazy bums on the table . Nice Heart to heart . &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-94c8Rex226w/TZ81RKwxE5I/AAAAAAAADgI/bEZWVSMAQ0U/s1600/190418_192812344090401_100000849092074_467259_8285120_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-94c8Rex226w/TZ81RKwxE5I/AAAAAAAADgI/bEZWVSMAQ0U/s400/190418_192812344090401_100000849092074_467259_8285120_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593247831280391058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_tiSU_IPZA/TZ81QxPDleI/AAAAAAAADgA/M21dkYqjZj4/s1600/200628_192810684090567_100000849092074_467214_1459394_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_tiSU_IPZA/TZ81QxPDleI/AAAAAAAADgA/M21dkYqjZj4/s400/200628_192810684090567_100000849092074_467214_1459394_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593247824428111330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ey7H9WwC1Tw/TYQ9S3IZRRI/AAAAAAAADeA/0_q-gh1TBic/s1600/196545_192752900763012_100000849092074_466527_2730566_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ey7H9WwC1Tw/TYQ9S3IZRRI/AAAAAAAADeA/0_q-gh1TBic/s400/196545_192752900763012_100000849092074_466527_2730566_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585656832092357906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eZyi9Xyi0Ao/TYQ9SiMpfeI/AAAAAAAADd4/xq2rReeoU2Y/s1600/196049_192752954096340_100000849092074_466530_6049345_n%2B%25283%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eZyi9Xyi0Ao/TYQ9SiMpfeI/AAAAAAAADd4/xq2rReeoU2Y/s400/196049_192752954096340_100000849092074_466530_6049345_n%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585656826473053666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E6s507yn-lc/TYQ9SrGXI7I/AAAAAAAADdw/_BicJW62AT8/s1600/190359_192750140763288_100000849092074_466419_4156301_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E6s507yn-lc/TYQ9SrGXI7I/AAAAAAAADdw/_BicJW62AT8/s400/190359_192750140763288_100000849092074_466419_4156301_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585656828862604210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T58RDgivx2U/TYQ9SWXLLZI/AAAAAAAADdo/yNM_WTWcqrM/s1600/189345_192750210763281_100000849092074_466421_6466783_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T58RDgivx2U/TYQ9SWXLLZI/AAAAAAAADdo/yNM_WTWcqrM/s400/189345_192750210763281_100000849092074_466421_6466783_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585656823295978898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgHkXf4Jank/TYQ9SHw28SI/AAAAAAAADdg/ZK3qYVu9CwA/s1600/197595_192750167429952_100000849092074_466420_2787103_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgHkXf4Jank/TYQ9SHw28SI/AAAAAAAADdg/ZK3qYVu9CwA/s400/197595_192750167429952_100000849092074_466420_2787103_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585656819377172770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture update from student council camp :D&lt;div&gt;Depict the photos - SC camp buddy , Jenna chiew againnn.hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture speak louder than words :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6882577567096803109?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6882577567096803109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6882577567096803109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6882577567096803109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6882577567096803109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/sc-camp.html' title='SC camp'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRubIsMb39I/TZ82qvVZpvI/AAAAAAAADgw/mIXPxCpbfHU/s72-c/190458_192941804077455_100000849092074_467945_5045871_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3288518506351199206</id><published>2011-03-15T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:26:51.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; "&gt;1 Corinthians 13 : 4-13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love is patient . Love is kind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; It is not rude, it is not self-seeking , it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; It always protects, always trusts , always hopes ,always perseveres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Love never fails....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And now these three remain : faith hope and love . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But the greatest of these is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I promise to post something whenever i come online. Got nothing much in mind but a simple appreciation to those that have been my listening ear. Though i am still confused and have got the least idea. But just would like to say a thank you for your listening ear and the smiles you have brought upon my lowest point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;- Wei ye, chi yean , jenna, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;louise, buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3288518506351199206?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3288518506351199206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3288518506351199206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3288518506351199206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3288518506351199206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6727546905924900430</id><published>2011-03-15T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:22:53.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much can i say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mind is in a wild. I dont know if i should really give it up . Just wondered how many times you have set that frown on my face. You have got me really distracted. For now , each time you spoke to me, it gradually feels that i become the least significant. Am i just one you turn to express how much you had of yourself. ? When will one conversation be like it use to, one conversation about us. ?  Every message sent feels obligated. Just would like to know , when will you understand me like you use to ?  Do you realise thing are parting ? Could you still be full of yourself ?  I will still question myself. Should i be taken for granted ? Should i really give it up ? I pondered. When will i feel less obligated to talk to you again ?  Will time tell ? Or do i even matter to you anymore ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its not the same . This is where i lay you on the edge of a cliff.  Not where ignorant is a norm.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Come In With The Rain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I could go back to every laugh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But I don't wanna' go there anymore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I know all the steps up to your door,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But I don't wanna' go there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Talk to the man with the reasons why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And let me know what you find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I’ll leave my window open,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just know I’m right here hopin’,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That you’ll come in with the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I could stand up and sing you a song,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And I, I’ve got you down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I know you by heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And you don’t even know where I start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Talk to the man who put you here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And don’t wait for the sky to clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I’ll leave my window open,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;‘Cus I’m too tired at night to call your name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Oh, just know I’m right here hopin’,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That you’ll come in with the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I’ve watched you so long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Screamed your name,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I don’t know what else I can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But I’ll leave my window open,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;‘Cus I’m too tired at night for all these games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just know I’m right here hopin’,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That you’ll come in with the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I could go back to every laugh,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But I don’t wanna’ go there anymor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; "&gt;To readers : You know it, if you know it . Please don  have me spilling it. :P. Just to those im comfortable with, you know it already. :P . Not a word to this post. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; "&gt;Thanks to those i have confide to . Your opinion is greatly considered :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6727546905924900430?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6727546905924900430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6727546905924900430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6727546905924900430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6727546905924900430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-much-can-i-say.html' title='How much can i say'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-9033130733700552973</id><published>2011-03-14T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:58:25.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep running</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M86ryZ1Mxv0/TX43uUwbTBI/AAAAAAAADdY/8Ix7vBLwDMM/s1600/189701_10150112576933557_703243556_6511865_7204575_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M86ryZ1Mxv0/TX43uUwbTBI/AAAAAAAADdY/8Ix7vBLwDMM/s400/189701_10150112576933557_703243556_6511865_7204575_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583961856971328530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was cross country once again. hehe. I was really pessimistic about the run. I really had thoughts running my mind that i couldnt make it.  thoughts of - I had lost my stamina , no speed , not prepared etc etc. Even before the race, i was ranting to everyone around me that i was really scared and think that i cant do it. But by God's grace , i manage to pull it off to the 4th placing. It was so unexpected. Shock is one word ill describe. . I felt like giving up right at the finishing line but i press on and collapsed at the finishing line. phew !  In addition to something embarrassing that is kept within some of us.hehe. shhsss shhss. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was running.  I was actually having loads running through my mind. I thought of keeping focus and learnt that when i have a goal, all i need to do is to keep focus and ill reach it with effort. Also, i thought of you. I thought of how much you matter. But once again, should i really give it up ? You have kept me distracted , ever since we last spoke.  I really have no idea.  What more should i do ? Anyone ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to marina for yuki yaki and catched a movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching big mamma with wei ye, feng yuan clement and theodora. I caught this quote from the movie - the world is in a rush but he waits to be perfect :D Nice eh ? My favourite quote so far.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Df2gwmwarc/TX43uATsnRI/AAAAAAAADdQ/rsiXnyQhH_U/s1600/154266_1543771671785_1159792629_1246912_736533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Df2gwmwarc/TX43uATsnRI/AAAAAAAADdQ/rsiXnyQhH_U/s400/154266_1543771671785_1159792629_1246912_736533_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583961851482119442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says we resemble. Maybe ?&lt;div&gt;Back from student council camp and i was dead beat. I really enjoyed myself. Well, i was actually looking forward to such camps when i am the camper no more. :D. In fact, i love being the planner. hehe. So much fun just slacking around most of the time. Everyone was wacky. Also, being paranoid by the cat roaming around, i was trick of it being real close to me. I scream and jump. That cause a trauma in me. hehe. The seniors especially kept prompting me that the evil thing is around , and dare me to go near it .hahahaha. NO WAY !  But anyway, i had loads of fun . Especially on the second day where we all got dunked :D. hehe. Success i would say :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught up much with jenna in particular. hehe. Was really amazed at how much we had in common . And i thank God for her. Also , appreciated her listening ear when we were lazying around in the canteen as we didnt want to get our butts moving.hehe.  Thanks babe. Love you..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love it even more when time spent in camp had just turn to memories. Times when friendships are built and strengthen. woots to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i was telling some of you about it. I think to treasure and not take for granted is the key to any form of relationship. Ranjit's departure sure left me questioning myself about what have i been doing. I realised i lack the heart of compassion. The heart to show greater care and concern. And if i really dont want to live a life of regret. I should really make an extra effort to build a strong relation before i really lose one :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, ive learnt to turn to God under any circumstances. He is there all the time. Further, why should i fear the ends of times ? Or maybe, i should question, have i been walking right with God ? &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/694034281624289469-9033130733700552973?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/9033130733700552973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=9033130733700552973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/9033130733700552973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/9033130733700552973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/keep-running.html' title='Keep running'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M86ryZ1Mxv0/TX43uUwbTBI/AAAAAAAADdY/8Ix7vBLwDMM/s72-c/189701_10150112576933557_703243556_6511865_7204575_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5720031273713300624</id><published>2011-03-05T15:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:46:53.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it just feels like thing have change.  Could it be me or you ? Everything is parting between us. Could it all ever be piece back like it use to ? Keeping quiet doest seem to stand anymore. Whats significants ? Should i be giving up ? Could you be unaware ? I thought .  What more can i do ?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I question myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Was there once you did something special for me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Should i be taken for granted ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Was there once you are overjoyed because of me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;How much do i matter to you ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5720031273713300624?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5720031273713300624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5720031273713300624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5720031273713300624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5720031273713300624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/difference.html' title='Difference.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2930413436529594706</id><published>2011-03-02T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:33:46.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Wanna say goodbye :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I Never Wanna Say Goodbye :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPzz8F4plkY/TW5KsPMvdkI/AAAAAAAADdA/ay_4pHw7Y2I/s1600/39321_428771299123_848589123_4713240_4053461_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPzz8F4plkY/TW5KsPMvdkI/AAAAAAAADdA/ay_4pHw7Y2I/s400/39321_428771299123_848589123_4713240_4053461_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579479112213296706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Ranjit . Well real soon its going to be a goodbye. I really hope you had spend good old times well for your last week or so. I am really sorry for being a terrible friend.. I am sorry i hadnt place more care and concern for you. Sorry for not giving you a greater attention. I am sorry for forgetting you wanted to have a talk with me.  Sorry for failing to be a good friend to you. Though knowing you were facing troubled time since last year, and i could tell from your facial expression, well i noticed them. Which explains me prompting you with " are you okay ? "  from time to time. But i do know you werent.  You smiled less and werent the same Ranjit . I really feel terrible towards you . I really wish i had slow down my pace and be a better friend to you. And not just asking you in general anymore. But anyway, i will keep your mum in prayer. I hope so too that she will get well soon. I really would like to see the smiles on such a dear friend like you. I hope things get better back there in India. I would like to wish you all the best. I would also like to take my last opportunities to be a better friend to you. I would like to always be there for you dearest friend. A promise it shall be.  It sure was a talk with you today i wish things was different. But then again, you were right, in all things we should really thank God for his blessing. I appreciate loads for your care and concern when i dont seem right in school . I appreciate you loads. I hope your return will be soon. Ill miss you being around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your goodbye has really taught me loads. Though i had friends that have been going away , I really never thought a good friend of mine would say goodbye too. Maybe i teared for every other one of them and it seems like a total norm for me to tear up. But i sure know it was a heart breaking news to me for you to leave , I really felt your importance and how special you have been as a friend to me. I was speechless when you assured me. I really didnt know how to respond. Your departure is sure going to be different from every one else, maybe a greater impact to me.  I thought for a whole night about it. And when you spoke to me today , i thought again,  your words are truly encouraging .  Even every other time, you sure have encouraged me.. And i thank God for you . Sure its hard to know and to be sure you are leaving but like you said, just hope things get better. And for sure, we'll keep in contact. hehe.  Be sure you do. haha. Or ill mail a punch to india. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, hang out sometime soon ! Well, like we always do when we were in the same class. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everything dude. Hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2930413436529594706?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2930413436529594706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2930413436529594706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2930413436529594706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2930413436529594706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-never-wanna-say-goodbye-p.html' title='I Never Wanna say goodbye :P'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPzz8F4plkY/TW5KsPMvdkI/AAAAAAAADdA/ay_4pHw7Y2I/s72-c/39321_428771299123_848589123_4713240_4053461_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7450263828014576065</id><published>2011-02-26T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:33:35.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday day out with rubbish junk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTxTc3aDVRI/TWfn2N5dtFI/AAAAAAAADco/uhn7TqMaXuo/s1600/167899_10150095323267943_597917942_6167494_5287834_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTxTc3aDVRI/TWfn2N5dtFI/AAAAAAAADco/uhn7TqMaXuo/s200/167899_10150095323267943_597917942_6167494_5287834_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577681582151283794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To buddy ( he/she didnt want to disclose himself /herself )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey buddy,  i am going to make this post dedicated to you. Well, to thank you so much for the other day. Thanks for asking me out to do a little shopping for youknowwhat . hehe. Though it was a short period of time but i really enjoyed it with you. Playing around and teasing and really having so much fun together. Well , least i did. haha. Pretty funny buddy you are. hahaha. So so sorry for being so indecisive but i would love to thank you for your patience. haha. Guess i was blabbering all the way through and thank you for listening.haha. I think i was madness then.haha. In my opinion, i really thought its was a nice time out counting it our first time out . haha. Your company is my pleasure. I do look forward to future times playing and having loads of fun with you. hehe. Oh yahh ! and thanks for making the extra trip youknowwhere when we met up and when we were going back. Sorry for the distance once again. But all in all , i would really love to appreciate to have such a buddy like you. Once again, you got my trust :D. Juice Candies :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7450263828014576065?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7450263828014576065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7450263828014576065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7450263828014576065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7450263828014576065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/thursday-day-out-with-rubbish-junk.html' title='thursday day out with rubbish junk.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xTxTc3aDVRI/TWfn2N5dtFI/AAAAAAAADco/uhn7TqMaXuo/s72-c/167899_10150095323267943_597917942_6167494_5287834_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1347645425239752501</id><published>2011-02-26T01:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T01:12:54.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenna's birthday</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 15 Birthday Jenna Chiew. :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sJBSnBATw/TWfhUYFMw6I/AAAAAAAADcg/wPkY8vxNG7s/s1600/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sJBSnBATw/TWfhUYFMw6I/AAAAAAAADcg/wPkY8vxNG7s/s320/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577674403699540898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey babe.! Thanks for being such a sweetheart. Such a dear friend to me. It was really awesome knowing you . Love your company and all that you have been. Your optimism has inspired me loads. I have always seen you as someone i really look up to. hehe. Your craziness and wacky moments sure get me kicking. Knowing you is such a great deal. Well, you are sure a blessing from God.hehe. I love you and treasure you loads. There is so much i would love to express your importance and value to me . But it will go a long way round. Shall put a stop here . Really love you a million dearest. Hearts Lovely. :D &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S . Though the gift was simple but i really hope you like them.hehe. Owe you a card :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1347645425239752501?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1347645425239752501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1347645425239752501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1347645425239752501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1347645425239752501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/jennas-birthday.html' title='Jenna&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sJBSnBATw/TWfhUYFMw6I/AAAAAAAADcg/wPkY8vxNG7s/s72-c/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-671965790264748743</id><published>2011-02-16T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T21:39:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;It was the night things changed, can you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down&lt;br /&gt;It's a revolution, throw your hands up, 'cause we never gave in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px; "&gt;Insignificant Presence. &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/694034281624289469-671965790264748743?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/671965790264748743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=671965790264748743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/671965790264748743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/671965790264748743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1507612154339185318</id><published>2011-02-16T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T11:26:24.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYNniMt9gg8/TVtDwG5mzVI/AAAAAAAADcY/guc2nEt6e1w/s1600/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYNniMt9gg8/TVtDwG5mzVI/AAAAAAAADcY/guc2nEt6e1w/s200/Picture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574123457566133586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It makes me feel so loved to see that everyone tries to put the smiles on face with the things i love most. Every now and then , they mention about taylor swift, going out together , talking about good times in the past, teasing , joking around etc . I really feel so fortunate to have such lovelies around me. Well, least these smiles they left on me has helped me killed some wrinkles. haha. I think the best moment in life is when your darkest moment turns around. That very smile that is left on you is the greatest one around. teehee. Just came to me that i am always smiling when my spirits are high. The smiles that is lasting on my face never go till the moment of my darkest hour come around. hehe. I really love to smile my way through things. I have always kept in mind that the best way to walk out of dark time is to take it easy and smile away with things . For now, it has always work this way for me. And i am glad such simple act is the healer to my frown. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1507612154339185318?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1507612154339185318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1507612154339185318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1507612154339185318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1507612154339185318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/smiles.html' title='Smiles'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gYNniMt9gg8/TVtDwG5mzVI/AAAAAAAADcY/guc2nEt6e1w/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3992717156940247358</id><published>2011-02-12T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:16:37.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - Haunted [HD]</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/92isX62fv1g?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her being a little bimbotic makes me love her more. :D &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3992717156940247358?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3992717156940247358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3992717156940247358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3992717156940247358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3992717156940247358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/taylor-swift-haunted-hd.html' title='Taylor Swift - Haunted [HD]'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/92isX62fv1g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4163624062449498005</id><published>2011-02-11T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:09:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY :D</title><content type='html'>Chinese New year season.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to be as far as i recall. hehe. Has been awhile and taylor swift is all that is in my mind. So information are not all detailed .haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A season of being a demure girl with heels and palms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the First day of CNY. My family had the usual presenting of orange and red packets. Visit visit. I have got to admit, i love it when my extended cousins are little ones. So adorable. Love playing with them. teehee. To my other g'parents place and had good time with my other side of cousins.hehe. Love CNY &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the second day of CNY. i stayed at home and slack for the whole day. Went over to korkor's house and enjoyed my time there. My first time in dress in front of my church friends. Weird weird ttm. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the third day of CNY. My dad brought us to visit a few wealth off family. One is his friend and the other was my dad's cousin also to my childhood friend's place after which. hehe. The one to my dad's friend place was usual. Big house, big time.  Then its was my dad's cousin's place. Its the boss of OSIM. So , as expected, the house was huge. And met up with long long not met extended cousin. Roy and Raquel. Their oldest's sis is in UK. hehe. But anyw, their house was massive. I was really amuse. They have got 5 ++ living room. A soccer field swimming pool. basketball/tennis court. Theatre. .etc etc. It was just hugggeee. hahaa Roy brought my sis and i around. Pretty nice guy.haha. Had some time gambling away till we had to leave for another house.hehe. Visiting is fun much. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a visit to Roy's place, I had further catchup with him. Awesome guy to talk to. Funny for one !. haha. opps. Roy, this is to boost your ego a little.haha :P Mr olddy polddy. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church and back to school :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love it when my class is starting to get along. My clique in class is wayyy awesome. Love the times spent together and love their spirit of ANYTHING GOES. haha. woots. They are the best thing that has ever happen to me in faith 4/3-3. teehee. hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4163624062449498005?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4163624062449498005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4163624062449498005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4163624062449498005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4163624062449498005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-d.html' title='CNY :D'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5601341486411906117</id><published>2011-02-11T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T23:27:30.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>Taylor swift &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bvQn3Zx25I/TVVU2wJ6g5I/AAAAAAAADcQ/k2o6dBSDJLY/s1600/180836_499021774842_574419842_6314904_3667735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bvQn3Zx25I/TVVU2wJ6g5I/AAAAAAAADcQ/k2o6dBSDJLY/s320/180836_499021774842_574419842_6314904_3667735_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572453413557011346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love it . When she did that sign and the whole crowed followed. Hearts everywhere. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TVVKywfg1GI/AAAAAAAADcI/zH46c5lEHoY/s1600/168389_499392224842_574419842_6319426_6865577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TVVKywfg1GI/AAAAAAAADcI/zH46c5lEHoY/s320/168389_499392224842_574419842_6319426_6865577_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572442349811848290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who is this old man ? Goodness !?!!!. you got to know its taylor swift's dad. The factory of the coolest girl around. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TVVKykIILVI/AAAAAAAADcA/BEADWicQ2d4/s1600/180369_499393519842_574419842_6319470_1343886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TVVKykIILVI/AAAAAAAADcA/BEADWicQ2d4/s320/180369_499393519842_574419842_6319470_1343886_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572442346492538194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its taylor swift you got to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 Feb 2011 is the very day i will never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day i love a day i remember. hehe. Taylor in Singapore is such a dream come true. Everybody's critics are wrong, way wrong ! Taylor can totally sing. She is wayy good. I love her more for that. muahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's the concert ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No doubt it was awesome. Except that the part sezari took away the first half hour. Never understood why they had to slot him in. All we want is taylor swift. !!. Before the concert, i met up with ryan for dinner then met the rest and it goes on. Honestly, it was pretty boring at the begining. There set a Caucasian girl next to me . Pretty and nice. hehe. Through the whole concert we were Best of friends. We went down to the railings and had a much clearer view of taylor. woots. Had such an awesome time with her. But sadly i forgot to get her contact. Least, her company made know to me how you can get along with one so easily when you have got a common interest. hehe. The songs sang by taylor swift was indescribable . She totally blew me away. Love everything she did that day. Her dress, her voice, her dance, her swing of hair.. woah massive. I really wish she would come back to singapore after her 2-year tour. woots.hehe.woo woo i got her back to december tee. Squeeze through a large crowd and ta-da . I got it. My new favourite shirt. hehe Love you taylor swift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feb 10 was a depressing day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed up and waited for my friend to reply. Well because taylor was leaving on that day. I hadnt know how to stalk taylor at the airport. So i stayed up till 4am for my friend's reply, hoping that she could accompany me. However, by the time she replied, i fell asleep. CRAPPP. To find out only 6 people went. I was annoyed with myself . I was so close to meeting her yet so far. Ive really got to be a better stalker. haha. But anyways, i am just praying that taylor would come back again. And ill do anything just to get a good glimpse of her. hehe. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww mann ! Am i obsessed. I dont want to be though. haha. I am thinking so much about her. I really need to slow down. haha. Too much ! too much !. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HEART TAYLOR SWIFT WRITTEN ON THE BACK OF MY HAND. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Just thought of this. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- You accept his flaw, you accept him all :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CNY ??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm. ill save the next post for this one. hehe. Too much taylor spirit in me for this post.haha. Dont want to have any clashy bompy. :D. Love all .&lt;3.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5601341486411906117?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5601341486411906117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5601341486411906117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5601341486411906117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5601341486411906117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bvQn3Zx25I/TVVU2wJ6g5I/AAAAAAAADcQ/k2o6dBSDJLY/s72-c/180836_499021774842_574419842_6314904_3667735_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4359782412567830037</id><published>2011-02-03T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:14:33.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking my mind on CNY 2011</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New year&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUmOM3pP-kI/AAAAAAAADbo/bYEuleTuSZA/s1600/180095_501819748556_703243556_6258956_7164905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUmOM3pP-kI/AAAAAAAADbo/bYEuleTuSZA/s320/180095_501819748556_703243556_6258956_7164905_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569138765966867010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO. Its chinese new year. YAY . I cant wait for the sun to rise. Thats when red packets starts pouring in. hahaha. Sure Sure ! This part of chinese new year means to me, and i cant deny i do look forward to that. hehe. But other than red packets, there is my major crisis to take care of '' FOOD ''. Goodness !! Its the season to eat. But i still have to maintain my diet. Crap. I thought of going on a diet before this season but as expected .. Qian hui cannot resist FOOD. haha. opps. Also, i cant wait to hug on my love letters and munching my way down . woohoo. Its time to go "boinnnn~" on me after Chinese New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to meet my cousins. hehe. Visiting house to house and much much more. Ahhh. I just realise as soon as the sun rise, i need to put on my CNY dress. First time from a long time. hmm. Many have ask me to take photos. But ill see. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently , i choose to not think of the load of work i need to complete. For now, I shall let the joy of CNY run through my mind. Oh Oh. ! I get my sleep too. Between visiting my g'parents house every interval. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about g'parents. Today, i had double dinner. One at my dad's parents place and my mum's mum place. Food was scrumptious. As usual i stomach a major sum. haha. Mann i am really going to be crown FAT FAT . hehee.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After leaving my G'parents house. I realised i left with a heavy heart. I kept thinking to myself if my g'parents were happy. After to speaking to my dad's mum, i started feel there is much i could do to brighten up their day. But i am thinking maybe its time that i need. Even as i continued to ponder, what if i never had time to spare , will i regret loads in future ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fun time in school celebrating CNY. Though only the minimum of my class came. But thankful for them. Also, its such a joy to see my classmates starting to get along . Bonding and enjoying one another's company. It totally feel like the line drawn is fading away. Yay to that.:D I heart Faith 4-3 ..&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to enjoy CNY. Happy chinese new year to all . Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Qian hui eat her fill :D:D:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4359782412567830037?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4359782412567830037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4359782412567830037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4359782412567830037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4359782412567830037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/speaking-my-mind-on-cny-2011.html' title='Speaking my mind on CNY 2011'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUmOM3pP-kI/AAAAAAAADbo/bYEuleTuSZA/s72-c/180095_501819748556_703243556_6258956_7164905_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4179047231878819376</id><published>2011-02-02T15:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:46:25.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Abundant Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUkEpOLf_qI/AAAAAAAADbQ/rHE_aJQzdgg/s1600/29012011237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUkEpOLf_qI/AAAAAAAADbQ/rHE_aJQzdgg/s200/29012011237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568987520447807138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes rejection is the most difficult thing to handle. And really, i hate doing rejection and hate realizing confession before my eyes. Also, How you felt so undeserving of another expression . A sense of lost and confusion. Going through much to say it all. I am sorry to say what i really intended. But i really would like you to understand. Now is not the time. Not the right moment. I really dont deserve such a kind heart. Its alot done . I do feel super guilty and terrible . I really hope this will be the last. Please dont go on. . Maybe just this once but not anymore. Thank you for your blessing. Appreciated and greatly thankful . Maybe ill take it this time but not the next anymore. I am really not worthy of such. And once again thanks and sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thank you for your trust and reliabilty, also being there when i needed you. : joycelyn , yu hung , wei ye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4179047231878819376?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4179047231878819376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4179047231878819376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4179047231878819376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4179047231878819376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/02/gods-abundant-blessing.html' title='God&apos;s Abundant Blessing'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUkEpOLf_qI/AAAAAAAADbQ/rHE_aJQzdgg/s72-c/29012011237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6905230245257601805</id><published>2011-01-29T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:59:53.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Babies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUQ37wfP9QI/AAAAAAAADbE/rZhJTUE-jXE/s1600/08012011208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUQ37wfP9QI/AAAAAAAADbE/rZhJTUE-jXE/s200/08012011208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567636539104556290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Joycelyn Yew Zhi ying&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Rane Ng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday ces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday joel zhang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday shu ting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Daphene &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Kian poh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teehee. I know every year i do the same birthday post. So here i am wishing your a belated birthday. Simple and from the heart. hehe. Hearts to all. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6905230245257601805?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6905230245257601805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6905230245257601805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6905230245257601805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6905230245257601805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-joycelyn-yew-zhi-ying.html' title='January Babies.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TUQ37wfP9QI/AAAAAAAADbE/rZhJTUE-jXE/s72-c/08012011208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8194149235256935469</id><published>2011-01-23T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:40:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TTxHD8yRxfI/AAAAAAAADa8/eHlg_WUHjxk/s1600/39925_138929446145358_100000849092074_180899_1493504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TTxHD8yRxfI/AAAAAAAADa8/eHlg_WUHjxk/s200/39925_138929446145358_100000849092074_180899_1493504_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565401372705277426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes much effort to bring about the smiles and laughs on your face when your heart contains a bottle filled with anxiety. The amount of distraction you get from it bothering you,  affect loads. How much it take to put on a brave front and move on with life with joy aint an easy task. Sometimes, you just dont want to spill it and affect the mood of everybody else. How much you yearn for it to be resolve and put on a natural smile on your face. It gives a bigger load on your chest when matters over another adds on. How much you had wish it all gone. Asking God to lift it off. Wondering about the amount of strength you use to fight it off. Maybe, it has always seem that putting your anxiety aside and cover it up helps. But , sometimes it bugs you even more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought and i chose. I often try walking it off by smiling and laughing away. But have you ever thought how often are these smiles and laughs real ? Some matters do matter to me . But I prefer to not take it out.Breathing it all and hid it so low below ground level. But when its roots starts to grow. The harder it takes for me to sometime force a smile or a laugh. Most of the time, i guess i manage to pull it true. Also, i often tried really hard to be optimistic. Works time to time. And well, sometime i just wish i can blow it all away. whoooooo ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8194149235256935469?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8194149235256935469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8194149235256935469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8194149235256935469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8194149235256935469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/01/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TTxHD8yRxfI/AAAAAAAADa8/eHlg_WUHjxk/s72-c/39925_138929446145358_100000849092074_180899_1493504_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7333072765734815837</id><published>2011-01-03T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:41:04.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011. hello hello</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR.  &lt;div&gt;hello 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TSGWLOEYD2I/AAAAAAAADa0/FkPLLRNWR7M/s1600/01012011181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TSGWLOEYD2I/AAAAAAAADa0/FkPLLRNWR7M/s320/01012011181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557888534651080546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First photo of the year.  I look forward to future ones with everybody else. I think it kind of a annual photo taking together. teehee. As the new year opens. It is probably going to start of firstly with a week of birthdays along with school . heeheee. And i am also going to celebrate an important weekend of birthdays. What am i going to do ? hmm.. Wait and see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to have a camp this week. Social etiquette is in it. GOODNESS. I am no demure girl. Its torture for an experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking.. Its been long ever since i got an interest in dresses  . So maybe , ill make it this year a special one. Maybe putting on once or twice to start with.. Mann.. I am going woo ga ga. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O'level is on this year. I really hope to do well there. No more procrastinating. teehee. There is also NLT 2 up for me. Soon or maybe close to the end of this year ill become a net leader. I know or not too sure . But i am having vision of all my friends coming to christ. And sometime vision of me sharing the gospel. Being totally not ashame. Maybe its my calling. But personally , i am not too sure. I dont know if i can be leading. But i am telling myself that i should have faith and let God work through me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TSGWKyAGIhI/AAAAAAAADas/CZvIC0Tnkmc/s1600/167066_481979566588_598111588_6146606_8150170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TSGWKyAGIhI/AAAAAAAADas/CZvIC0Tnkmc/s320/167066_481979566588_598111588_6146606_8150170_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557888527116935698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A closing for last year. 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the forth day of christmas .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had stopped before SC general meeting.  It was pretty fun. And pretty cooL to see whats install for my school this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the fifth day of christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for ytsa christmas party, it was pretty okay. I had some catchup with them for 2 hrs and off i left for the other party. Tough trip with huge box of candy floss with me from travelling from pasir ris to yishun. teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At QigeBge thanksgiving party. FUN FUN. teehee. Love everything. And plenty of photos were taken. This is where how much i wish i have got a camera. sighh. But i had a brilliant night. All the way to midnight. Awarded most enthusiastic and Joycelyn with most bimbotic. hahaaha. sweet. Check out our matching shoes. teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the sixth day of christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was countdown with church peepo at suntec. Usual and loving it . The new year is here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A stay over at joanne house after which&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the seventh day of christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started the first day of a new year being really sotong. Sleeping on the bus not knowing it breakdown and paying for a drink and not taking it. Tuition. And first edge service with henry seeley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the eighth day of christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had family time. And first ever morning and evening service of 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the ninth day of christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stay at home , relax and try completing my home work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more day to the end of christmas. teeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good year ahead everybody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to whats install for all of us next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of love to all. hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7333072765734815837?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7333072765734815837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7333072765734815837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7333072765734815837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7333072765734815837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-hello-hello.html' title='2011. hello hello'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TSGWLOEYD2I/AAAAAAAADa0/FkPLLRNWR7M/s72-c/01012011181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7351291460769891812</id><published>2010-12-28T13:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:19:01.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirstmas special</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Christmas special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sweet and lovely gift and cards from my awesome church friends..  Appreciated :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN9F3vfOI/AAAAAAAADak/ukWyjmaKDR8/s1600/26122010156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN9F3vfOI/AAAAAAAADak/ukWyjmaKDR8/s320/26122010156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627696025730274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8lree7I/AAAAAAAADac/sciPqOSDXdE/s1600/165248_479170514122_545379122_5882722_6702081_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8lree7I/AAAAAAAADac/sciPqOSDXdE/s320/165248_479170514122_545379122_5882722_6702081_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627687384349618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice lunch at Breeks cafe with my favourite girls on the second day of  christmas :D Miss times like this. Looking forward for future times together :D.  Nice catch up with your.Hearts to you girls.:P. - Rane , kimberly, minyee, joycelyn. Miss those that werent around. ( sherrie, joanne , jacinth grace ). teehee. Group photo on 30th :D. Merry christmas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8TWu5CI/AAAAAAAADaU/sL5vHwNDiB0/s1600/26122010154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8TWu5CI/AAAAAAAADaU/sL5vHwNDiB0/s320/26122010154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627682465506338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay . My parents got me an oven just as i asked for it . hehe. Actually, i have been wanting an oven for quite a while . I have always thought of baking for someone special but never got a chance because i dont have an oven. Also, whenever i asked for one, my parents are always claiming that the kitchen is too small to have one. teehee. Anyw, its a yay to have one. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8Nu3XwI/AAAAAAAADaM/KlW3z3pMGH4/s1600/27122010159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN8Nu3XwI/AAAAAAAADaM/KlW3z3pMGH4/s320/27122010159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627680956112642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNYPIkozI/AAAAAAAADaE/F2dMxa7TUjg/s1600/27122010161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNYPIkozI/AAAAAAAADaE/F2dMxa7TUjg/s320/27122010161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627062857081650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-da ! I baked some cookies . First try-out . woots. Its not bad. But pretty sweet though.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNXX6gaiI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BGy1-ZSesxE/s1600/27122010164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNXX6gaiI/AAAAAAAADZ8/BGy1-ZSesxE/s320/27122010164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627048034134562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Times spent with sweeties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNWQiW5tI/AAAAAAAADZ0/aPqpXT9o60s/s1600/68175_10150117460954257_775649256_7399959_7967750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNWQiW5tI/AAAAAAAADZ0/aPqpXT9o60s/s320/68175_10150117460954257_775649256_7399959_7967750_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627028873930450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas outreach at my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNVjGueuI/AAAAAAAADZs/pHwx62o2xtw/s1600/165269_10150117466514257_775649256_7400012_619922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNVjGueuI/AAAAAAAADZs/pHwx62o2xtw/s320/165269_10150117466514257_775649256_7400012_619922_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627016678439650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Countdown by the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNVaRZigI/AAAAAAAADZk/-goDh3o2KYc/s1600/58039_1631125652027_1053194617_31518031_7619734_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmNVaRZigI/AAAAAAAADZk/-goDh3o2KYc/s320/58039_1631125652027_1053194617_31518031_7619734_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555627014307285506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMxXg9e3I/AAAAAAAADZc/tFMZbsMbbxU/s1600/63648_1631120651902_1053194617_31518019_1635193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMxXg9e3I/AAAAAAAADZc/tFMZbsMbbxU/s320/63648_1631120651902_1053194617_31518019_1635193_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555626395091958642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwuwQxKI/AAAAAAAADZU/-xv86OAItE4/s1600/156889_1631114811756_1053194617_31518000_3572354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwuwQxKI/AAAAAAAADZU/-xv86OAItE4/s320/156889_1631114811756_1053194617_31518000_3572354_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555626384150283426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwSsK3dI/AAAAAAAADZM/eVfI2m1Qhn4/s1600/157066_1631121891933_1053194617_31518023_765031_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwSsK3dI/AAAAAAAADZM/eVfI2m1Qhn4/s320/157066_1631121891933_1053194617_31518023_765031_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555626376616926674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwNEO-bI/AAAAAAAADZE/j2U6AS8zkwc/s1600/163182_1631129292118_1053194617_31518044_4387239_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMwNEO-bI/AAAAAAAADZE/j2U6AS8zkwc/s320/163182_1631129292118_1053194617_31518044_4387239_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555626375107246514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMvmGXL5I/AAAAAAAADY8/gt69H6eKxm4/s1600/166159_1631116171790_1053194617_31518003_5291354_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmMvmGXL5I/AAAAAAAADY8/gt69H6eKxm4/s320/166159_1631116171790_1053194617_31518003_5291354_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555626364647190418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;More or less a sum up for what i attain this christmas so far. More to come though. hehe. Another sum up ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before christmas, i was busy with preparations . Decorating my house and preparing mini christmas gift with little christmas notes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the day before christmas eve , i went to joycelyn's  house to help her with preparation for her net outreach. had a good time there .teehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas eve. I had net outreach. pretty good time hehe. Celebrated christmas , good meal and a good celebration. then down to NEX to catch Repunzle again. hehe. After which , we head down to esplanade for christmas countdown and home sweet home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Christmas day,  i spent time with my family in the after noon. Chi yean joined us after awhile. Head down to Ivan's place in the evening . sweet time with region 7/8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the second day of christmas, there was church service. Had good lunch at breeks with my favorite girls. Home then to grandma's place. OHH . and i had a good surprise with a new oven at home. yay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the third day of christmas, i went for meeting in school. Got some items and started baking cookies at home. teehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is the forth day of christmas. Staying at home . Spending time on my computer and some homework. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward for the next few days. Annual general meeting with student council tomorrow and maybe a meal with charlians . Then its christmas with ytsa and  christmas with region 7/8 in the evening. hehe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i know, after these awesome days pass, its 2011 hello hello. Ill see as it goes. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A christmas that feels like a dream come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7351291460769891812?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7351291460769891812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7351291460769891812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7351291460769891812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7351291460769891812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/chirstmas-special.html' title='Chirstmas special'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TRmN9F3vfOI/AAAAAAAADak/ukWyjmaKDR8/s72-c/26122010156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3019211943608438637</id><published>2010-12-21T00:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T02:15:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new step</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;A new step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-HBmRNKZI/AAAAAAAADYA/L1kkgPkmLKk/s1600/166189_485589494652_833739652_5628336_74685_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-HBmRNKZI/AAAAAAAADYA/L1kkgPkmLKk/s320/166189_485589494652_833739652_5628336_74685_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552805327093442962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A beautiful net i love . :D It just keep changing and multiplying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-HBc5Yn0I/AAAAAAAADX4/MRn-x3aTAnU/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-HBc5Yn0I/AAAAAAAADX4/MRn-x3aTAnU/s320/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552805324577611586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-G0AEvb6I/AAAAAAAADXw/jkXPB6MkQEM/s1600/2010-7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-G0AEvb6I/AAAAAAAADXw/jkXPB6MkQEM/s320/2010-7.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552805093502316450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Christmas is around the corner. And i am all hype for it. Started with simple preparation . Packed some mini gifts with little note in them. hehe. I cant wait for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Woah. Look at where we are now. We are moving toward the end of 2010. Thats pretty fast for me. hehe. I really look forward to next year and bringing up the vision God has set for me. I may not see it now. But i am believing in God for all things thats going to come along. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Once, i thought to myself. What had i dreamt about when i was a little girl. I remembered that i dreamt that i wish to have a beautiful sweet sixteen. A nice one like how cartoons and shows have. Making it the best birthday of my life. But now, i thought again. Maybe it would just remain as a little girl's dream. Cause ever since education start off for me, busy as i am mugging for my major paper on my birthday . What more to include when its my O'level next year. A dream to be fulfilled but i wonder how is it going to come by. Maybe it just wouldnt. And there again i wish for a better tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I think the nicest people in life are the villains of life. On a surface , you see them for who they are not. But deep inside, they are usually the kindest at heart. Searching for beauty in life. hehe. Was just thinking of it when i was watching shows. opps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;No gift is better than having a bestfriend in life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Who else eh ? Everyone speaks . All come around knowing i treasure one person most in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3019211943608438637?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3019211943608438637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3019211943608438637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3019211943608438637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3019211943608438637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-step.html' title='A new step'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQ-HBmRNKZI/AAAAAAAADYA/L1kkgPkmLKk/s72-c/166189_485589494652_833739652_5628336_74685_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7953234873213046324</id><published>2010-12-13T00:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T00:56:57.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 21 BIRTHDAY TAYLOR SWIFT :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQT62dpndqI/AAAAAAAADXQ/hyszqpW4Xkw/s1600/3281079627_40dc01dddd%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQT62dpndqI/AAAAAAAADXQ/hyszqpW4Xkw/s200/3281079627_40dc01dddd%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549836454406354594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY 21 BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hearts &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-lucky 13-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7953234873213046324?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7953234873213046324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7953234873213046324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7953234873213046324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7953234873213046324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-21-birthday-taylor-swift-d.html' title='HAPPY 21 BIRTHDAY TAYLOR SWIFT :D'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQT62dpndqI/AAAAAAAADXQ/hyszqpW4Xkw/s72-c/3281079627_40dc01dddd%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6479565527388105993</id><published>2010-12-12T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T00:27:40.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday JoJo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQTzF50eSeI/AAAAAAAADXI/i66_QvnfWlQ/s1600/8534_161688483764_833263764_3597412_1037507_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQTzF50eSeI/AAAAAAAADXI/i66_QvnfWlQ/s200/8534_161688483764_833263764_3597412_1037507_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549827923573098978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bored ttm. :P&lt;div&gt;Gonna start with a Birthday post and let it go on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY  JoJo. :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey old hag. You just turn 19. I really hope you will be able to enjoy your last year being a teen. hehe. And soon.. hmm. haha. wink wink. Anyw, like the usual birthday note, i note much about you. You have been a real good pal to me. A nice sister in christ. hehe. Thank you for clearing my doubts and helping me with crucial moments. Like major decisions :P. Also, i really love times that we had spent together. And how much we favour Tao pok. haha. To sum up , you are one i love loads. So much to say but here's a limit. hehe. Hope you had bless birthday. hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I owe you a birthday card. Delayed .. Half way there. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy with packing my stuff at home. I realise i got loads to pack before school starts. Furthermore, i need to get down to work or ill be dead when school reopens. Haha. Sheesh to all that have no school in 2 weeks. hehe. But anyway, I really hope its not too late. I do plan to get really organised so that things will be easier next year. hehe. Mugging to O'level. Sweet 16 coming up too :D. hehe. The ageing point of a teen. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HoHoHo. Christmas is coming up.. hmm. Gonna be real busy soon. For the first time, i really want to have more time at home. Not really because of family time but christmas special. ( You guys know i am not very much a family person, i flare up easily with them around. ). I am planning to do cards as usual. And if there is spare cash for me , i would probably get some christmas gift for my lovelies. :D. hehe. yepps yepps. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss camwhoring.. Ever since i lost my camera, the number of picture decreases too. Well , it just stop and stop. sigh much... And my camwhoring mates , I miss you all. :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beside God being my very bestfriend in life. Nothing beats an awesome girl bestfriend over a guy bestfriend. :D. Hearts to you Joycelyn. :P. Would like to thank you for everything. Especially being so consistent in my life :D. And you became my influence. My brain has now function to take your heed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here the wimpy me.. Argh.. I cannot believe i fell back in again. A distraction and a distruption.. I shant be bothered anymore. Wait till you respond..&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6479565527388105993?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6479565527388105993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6479565527388105993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6479565527388105993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6479565527388105993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-jojo.html' title='Happy birthday JoJo'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQTzF50eSeI/AAAAAAAADXI/i66_QvnfWlQ/s72-c/8534_161688483764_833263764_3597412_1037507_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5968024371331306911</id><published>2010-12-09T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:39:43.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning of december.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQDZANVQXkI/AAAAAAAADXA/DxBe_qYG8vg/s1600/162697_116714821728465_103016493098298_94825_6960028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQDZANVQXkI/AAAAAAAADXA/DxBe_qYG8vg/s200/162697_116714821728465_103016493098298_94825_6960028_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548673338522492482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Back to December.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently,  I attended conference, Minyee birthday and a swim with minyee joycelyn and joannne . Pretty much here and there.hehe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conference was awessoomee. Services were great. And God has touch me through the conference. His presence overwhelmed me . Had duty , and it was a pretty nice experience. hehe.. yep yepp. more like a sum up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MINYEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay to you miss 16 year old. Hope it was a sweet birthday surprise for you . hehe. You were burning red that day. haha. Anyway, you have been an awesome friend in my life. I had love your company. Love the you being my solutionair. hehe. I would love to spill your awesomeness but i guess there is too much to fill it here. hehe. But ive got to thank you for everything you have been in my life. hehe. You are a blessing from God.. And i appreciate you loads. hehe. Happy 16 birthday dearest. hehe. Hearts. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday,  head over to minyee's house for a nice swim. Enjoyed ourselves . It has been real long ever since i last swam though. Besides kayaking which was so cui . hehe. Then head down to NEX for a good meal , walked around. As joanne went off, joycelyn and I went down to town to meet Jacinth. I think we kinda wreck the shops in town. Haha. Being plain silly in stores especially in Nubox. haha. Played with laptop camera. haha. And then to fareast to shop. hehe. Found some nice shoes. And got myself a geeky spectacle. haha. Yay to me and the Yews. haaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dannnggg.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so far, it had only been tuition over tuition.. sian ttm . But kinda like it actually. hehe.  On the note, i kinda miss spending time with my Ytsa peeps. Oh. And miss old hag is turning 19 soon. woots. hmm. JoJo. Hint hint. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5968024371331306911?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5968024371331306911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5968024371331306911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5968024371331306911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5968024371331306911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/beginning-of-december.html' title='Beginning of december.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TQDZANVQXkI/AAAAAAAADXA/DxBe_qYG8vg/s72-c/162697_116714821728465_103016493098298_94825_6960028_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7659000964826300489</id><published>2010-12-01T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:48:57.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TPZeFr1yTiI/AAAAAAAADW4/3NLj9zOxiFo/s1600/P9291475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TPZeFr1yTiI/AAAAAAAADW4/3NLj9zOxiFo/s200/P9291475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545723442914020898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Taylor Swift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have been feeling really depressed about not being able to go for Taylor's concert. I know i deeply want to badly.  But still had to face the fact. sigh... D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last night, i dreamt that I met her as i was walking along dont know where. I called out to her. And she turned to figure i called her. A blur look i would say. I was over the moon when i saw her. We greeted and started to move along. Chatted and got to know one another. She then brought me to this place to hang out. And took down my number. When i wanted to take a photo with her, my phone suddenly couldnt find the camera function. So we had to use her camera. The next day , there was this youtube video of her giving me a call and talking to me. "oh my ! Its taylor swiftt !!!! " was all that ran through my mind from where i first saw her. Nothing else but thinking it was such a beautiful moment of my life.  Mann . it was such a sweet dream. When i woke up, i thought it was real and next thing i knew it was just a dream. I started to turn really sad when i realise it was a dream and that i am not going to her concert either. sigh MUCH MUCH. If only it wasnt just a dream.. I would be the happiest girl in the world. Imagine that. Mann. ! Everywhere and thing is about taylor. I really wish to be at her concert . Meeting and knowing her personally like my dream did. haizz. . D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay to quality time with my sister. It was a pretty nice time together. We shop around town for her prom shoes and had some h2h.wink wink. :D . Mann ! She is sure one shopper that is wayyyy troublesome if i were the sales girl. haha. But love the company and time spent together. All i bought was food. muahahaha. Head up to HMV . And as i was looking at other CD. She got me Taylor swift Speak Now album. woots. Love you sis. haha. I really didnt know she will get it. haha. Still thinking wether to get the magazine. hehe. Thanks girl . Hearts to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to december :D. Starting off well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 dec - Minyee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 dec - JoJo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13 dec - TAYLOR SWIFT. !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23 dec - Kor Kor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25 dec - JESUS !!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7659000964826300489?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7659000964826300489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7659000964826300489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7659000964826300489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7659000964826300489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/12/taylor-swift.html' title='Taylor Swift'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TPZeFr1yTiI/AAAAAAAADW4/3NLj9zOxiFo/s72-c/P9291475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6554873138463181130</id><published>2010-11-26T20:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:22:53.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciative</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO_GWP2oOaI/AAAAAAAADWw/Hkis-lsAEwk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543867751831452066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO_GWP2oOaI/AAAAAAAADWw/Hkis-lsAEwk/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;APRECIATIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think its really important to note who have always been there. And sometimes to pay greater attention. Also it aint very nice to keep them as side kick.Especially when they are always there for you. Holding them so thightly when you have no one else to turn to and next thing you know someone new and you put them as reserve. Or rather a spare tyre. . Maybe sometime they don react much or take the whole picture casually but have you ever wonder what really goes through their mind ? Have you set yourself in their shoe ? What if they gave the same "spare tyre" feeling to you ?. Come on! think twice before how you speak. Because the way you speak natuarally spills how much you regard one. It can be sense greatly in one. How much they mean to you. How much you feel they deserve of you. It all can be sense easily. It doesnt take a "Hey ! you mean alot to me" in addition " Hey ! you got to get some time out for me because he/she aint free". Because the very first sentence means nothing when the following sentence comes by. In comparison, to a single sentence of " Hey ! you mean a world to me " and it goes on with a nice conversation about everything you had to talk about. Really do treasure and look widely who is by your side in times of up and down before you lose them without knowing. Even setting your heart right and revealing your inner self, speaking of how much they matter. In fact showing is better compared to telling. Action speaks louder than words. A penny of my thoughts. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6554873138463181130?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6554873138463181130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6554873138463181130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6554873138463181130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6554873138463181130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/11/equality.html' title='Appreciative'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO_GWP2oOaI/AAAAAAAADWw/Hkis-lsAEwk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7332130531733451389</id><published>2010-11-23T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T23:27:03.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO6AQVOEBGI/AAAAAAAADWo/b_7nFzcpFmM/s1600/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO6AQVOEBGI/AAAAAAAADWo/b_7nFzcpFmM/s200/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543509209402049634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BINTAN. -Student Council CAMP.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. Camp could be described in one word - AWESOMEEEEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, when i first saw my grouping, i was pretty disappointed. But things start kicking as the first day of camp came by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did all the preparations and had talks over talks. BORING. But it was fun because my group made it so. This in general described day one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had to wake up at 530 and get prepared by 6. daa daa daa. And we set off for Bintan at about 715. hehe. Thank God i hadnt puke. I thought i would. Had crazy fun with my group. Ate lunch in a shelter outside the ferry terminal because it was raining. Soon we set off for Amazing race on this island of Bintan. Well the whole race was fun fun fun. Practically because my group was fun and we entertained ourselves 24/7. hahahaha. Through this race. We get to play with the local kids , communicate and explore. hehe. Love it loads. Made a totem that signifies my group being. And it was interesting. Anyway, my group was crown the noisiest and loudest group. Love their company . CHARLIEEEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day three&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up early in the morning . But as usual Qianhui was never early. Thus i was late for assembling at the gathering area.opps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God we swap buses. On the previous day we had to sit in this mixture of grp and teachers bus. Which i can claim way boring. That we slept through each bus ride. Whereas in the bus of CHARLIANS.  Sleeping aint the thing. We play and played . sing and sing. To the extent that beside our attach instructor naz and albert. When instructor alvin sat in , he said we were off the hook. hahahaha. They tried to give us serious talk to keep us down. But nahh. FAILL. ahhahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the day. We visited an orphanage. The girls were move out so remaining of the guys .. Once again the activities we did was enjoyable .Partly because my group was super duper hyper compared to the other groups that are pretty dull. No offense. Because many did envious my group. hahaha. Even the guys in my group was participative. haha. At the orphanage, we plant trees , painting of walls, games with the orphans . Sadly to miss out poster making. sigh much. haha. But it sure was an enjoyable day. Plus we got to eat seafood at night. A scrumptious meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had some team building games before we head back to our dorm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenna was kinda like my camp partner. We were in the same group. Sitting together on the bus. Had fun together. And slept together.And as i was sleeping with my bunkmate jenna . Like our beds were link. Thus we thought alike .. We decided not to **** for the whole camp since day two. hahaha. Imagine itttt. But because of the mess we least thought of washing our hair. Ive never had such a partner that thinks alike. And further we sure was crown the dirtiest girls. Because we slept with our clothes for the next day on day two night and the dirty clothes for day three night. Because we thought we would not want our uniform to get crumpled if we had to wear it. muahahhahahahaa. Mann. I love Jenna. Though she is my junior but i do look up to her. I sense that she goes through alot from her blog but its pretty cooL how she pours it out and stay positive as far as she can. Babe, you are one strong girl . I'll always be there for you . Love you babe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day four&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up at about 515 bintan time (s'pre 615) . to get ready and assemble at 550. And yay. I made it on time. hehehe. After breakfast, we prepared to set out for the local school. This time round some of my grp member were swap again and now the wild ones are all in a single bus. Except like jordan and tzi wah who were exco and had to change bus. hehe.  But anyway, the experience at the local school was fun. We played with them and taught them alitte about the Phillippines. hehe. As we were gathering outside the class for exchange of items and some acknowledgement. There this lady carrying this baby called rideo. Super cute. I attempt to play with him and offered to carry him. But he was shy. And as the visit was coming to an end. I offered the baby again and there i was overjoyed when he willingly lean over to let me carry. And i got to take a group photo while carrying him on hand. Sadly not on my camera so i dont know if i could get it. And he also gave me flying kisses. yay. Greatest achievement. Love the kid. And i gave goodbye hug to the girls in the class. They gave me beautiful smiles after which. yay. My heart sure was contented. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got an hour to shop at oleh oleh after the visit. But there aint much there. But i got a bracelet for myself .. And thats all. Following we head back on the bus. Entertained ourselves. Making noise. Ate lunch after settling at the ferry terminal and head back to school. woots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it ends. But memories at Bintan are sure fond memories that live in me forever. Love my group especially. We were practically head over heels. Madness and well bonded. Even when camp was drawn to an end we were in camp spirit and gathered as group to have our last time together. hahaha. We even thought of going out to makan together because we figured we were big eater.hahahaas. Jordan was pratically the word creator "dehhh" / "hehehhe . just kidding" / "A resounding resounding no. ". hahahah Love camp Love the fun fun instructors that were attach to us. hahhaha. woots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7332130531733451389?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7332130531733451389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7332130531733451389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7332130531733451389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7332130531733451389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/11/bintan.html' title='Bintan !'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TO6AQVOEBGI/AAAAAAAADWo/b_7nFzcpFmM/s72-c/155879_473138709652_833739652_5453898_2983742_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-499329048437649585</id><published>2010-11-17T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T00:01:38.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After media fast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TOP4QKc0A-I/AAAAAAAADWg/8PDxOMNm_ig/s1600/DSCN1990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TOP4QKc0A-I/AAAAAAAADWg/8PDxOMNm_ig/s200/DSCN1990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540544923162641378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post as i remember.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and for most. HAPPY 20th birthday to GLADYS SOH  and REEN NG. You girls have been such a blessing in my life and putting the smiles on my face brightens up my day. love you girls. It has been awesome knowing you girls. love lots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a brilliant time on monday with beautiful girls celebrating Gladys birthday.hehe. Fun ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went on media fast that explains my abandon blog.hehe. But i kinda gave myself leeway after the first week. Succeed the first week and giving myself small break the second week. haha. I gave myself 2 hrs a day to watch tv. But it was an accomplishment to fast on my computer for 2 weeks. woots. Not bad ! cheers to me. :D&gt; yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yah ! i lost my wallet and $100 went down the drain. sigh much. And goodbye taylor swift because of that.. She is coming and i am not going. roarr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation night for the kindergarten kids. yay ! i love them I love playing with them. Looking forward in working with them in future. Soon the class that i take care of will be graduating. sigh. But i love them :D.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent fruitful quality time with parents. Yay to that but i got some fats. Being out with them means i get to consume more. And that i eat alot .hahaha. opps. But it was pretty enjoyable. Followed them to work ..etc. Knowing how much they go through. woahhh. Appreciated. And they bought me new sports shoe. yay to that too.hahaha. And i ate loads of ice cream. Mann. I am putting on weight ..noo. Hoping Shipping to bintan will help me lose some weight.hehehehe. Well, its kinda awesome to spend a whole day with my parents. Without my sibling, its pretty cooL getting all the special attention.hehe. Love my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its BINTAN here i come this weekend. Hope i enjoy my time there wootts. hahaha. Cant wait. ! Kids ! Kids!. Love them. LOSE WEIGHT !!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-499329048437649585?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/499329048437649585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=499329048437649585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/499329048437649585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/499329048437649585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-media-fast.html' title='After media fast.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TOP4QKc0A-I/AAAAAAAADWg/8PDxOMNm_ig/s72-c/DSCN1990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5809654856428792218</id><published>2010-10-31T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:06:56.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When October 2010 ends</title><content type='html'>Well.. Its the end of October. And i got to post !. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October is the best month. hehe. I have always looked forward to the month of October. hehe. Because..MUAHAHAHAHA. You figure.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In general, twenty-ten's October. Is pretty much filled with ups and down. But God has pulled me through. And still loving it.hehe. Man! time flies.. I dont want to grow up :P If i had a wish right now, I'd with i am a well bless kid and stick to that forever.hehe. woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But hey ! Look at it ! My wish is partially fulfilled.. I am well bless with the greatest people around except that i continue to grow.hehe. What life without awesome people around right ?. woohoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for October...hehe. stepping into November. I wanted to mention something. So i guess stay tune as i am going to edit this post as soon as i remember.hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5809654856428792218?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5809654856428792218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5809654856428792218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5809654856428792218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5809654856428792218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-october-2010-ends.html' title='When October 2010 ends'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5526206107686002147</id><published>2010-10-31T00:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:29:27.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only you hadnt change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxOe0sn_dI/AAAAAAAADWA/NcEwcwSf3cg/s1600/P06-10-09_22.33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxOe0sn_dI/AAAAAAAADWA/NcEwcwSf3cg/s200/P06-10-09_22.33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533884333580352978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just pondering about this topic for the day and i couldnt figure wether to post about this or not. Well, i will practically sound like a wimp. But again, i guess i just do it. Lift it off my chest.hehe. Whats a blog for right ? hehe. Also people get to know you better though they dont know you yet.hehe . so here goes..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don wish to get any closer to you. Because you have changed. Well, more of the way you are treating me. :x. Got it once , let it go and here is comes right back. I am fine with you being all hype but hey ! dont you remember regarding me as your mm !?!!. You started to sound different . More of the way you talk to me. You lost the "thing" that i had with you. I could not express what " thing " was but it sure was something special. But now.. someone new( same goes for the old ), and i am nobody. You use to tell me about everything but now.. i figure things out myself or rather got it from someone else. It may well seem nothing much and i sounded easy with it and play it cooL. But i felt terrible..thought it matter though it wasnt a big deal. I couldnt figure what has gotten into you. But i really want that old you back.:x. The one that we share just about everything. I am in a dilemma wether i should still be bothered with you :x sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know if you know when you read.:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5526206107686002147?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5526206107686002147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5526206107686002147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5526206107686002147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5526206107686002147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/if-only-you-hadnt-change.html' title='If only you hadnt change.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxOe0sn_dI/AAAAAAAADWA/NcEwcwSf3cg/s72-c/P06-10-09_22.33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4032113427242226895</id><published>2010-10-29T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:33:34.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Net outreach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMr2pczeczI/AAAAAAAADVw/dScYhNSEe6I/s1600/72998_450594613556_703243556_5498861_3396432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMr2pczeczI/AAAAAAAADVw/dScYhNSEe6I/s200/72998_450594613556_703243556_5498861_3396432_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533506284145242930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Net outreach can be describe with one word. AWESOME..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this time round is more or less a testimony for me. Firstly, I prayed for net outreach to be successful. Then i invited a handful of them. But it didnt came through my mind that the people i invite are not familiar with one another. When i realised few days later, i also took note that my korkor wasnt going to be around. So i basically started to panic. I beg Gordon to be able to come over because i didnt know how to handle. Furthermore, my net is pretty a young net. So experience wasnt present highly and i was to figure things out. I figured the night before that it will be kind of awkward for everybody. And i prayed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the event draws nearer. I thought through things. I doubted but i know i needed to believe in God. I was psyched about the whole thing but i couldnt figure what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started to pour heavily, and i was so worried people will back out. I prayed for the rain to stop and soon enough it stopped. Call came ringing in. And i went to fetch some over. Some arrived at my house pretty early. And it started to feel alittle awkward because there was my young net that consist mostly of sec 1 and two sec 3. And soon, i needed to fetch the rest. As i was making my way to the bus-stop to fetch them. I prayed . I prayed that everything will go well. As i fetch the boys and as soon as we reach my house. We started to play some ice breaker games. Thanks God everyone kinda get along. Played some blanket game. And it was wayy fun. hehe. Then we had our meals with Grace sharing the word of God to my friends. Afterwhich we hang around for awhile and some move off. But the remaining of us played various games. And twister was fun.hehe. Twisstttt. And not my thigh is cramp. haha. I feel so imbalance.  hahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it struck 10pm. The remaining who were most guys from my class started to move. As i needed to return my neighbor something i followed them down. While leonardo wanted to flag for cab. They totally look really silly when the cab didnt stop. They practically look like they were on drug.haha  . I think if a cop drove pass i think they will stop by to check on us.hahaha. Silly but sure was funny. Love you guys. :D. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the end of Net outreach. Glad to know some would like to come back again. YAY. Praise God.:P Hearts to Awwwwjunied net. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, to conclude. This was a good experience. And it has brought my faith in God to greater heights. This was the first time i got people to come so easily. One think to thank God for.hehe. My house contained 18 of them. woahhh. hahahahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for coming by - Leonardo, feng yuan, caleb, yu hung, wei ye, louise, Yan Ting tan, Min ming and everyone else from my Net.yay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4032113427242226895?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4032113427242226895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4032113427242226895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4032113427242226895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4032113427242226895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/net-outreach.html' title='Net outreach.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMr2pczeczI/AAAAAAAADVw/dScYhNSEe6I/s72-c/72998_450594613556_703243556_5498861_3396432_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-9087632948559963517</id><published>2010-10-27T18:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:26:00.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxVI7FKYKI/AAAAAAAADWY/zLHapNWRWH4/s1600/images+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxVI7FKYKI/AAAAAAAADWY/zLHapNWRWH4/s200/images+(7).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533891653918154914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, not doing things in vain is pretty worth while. Because at time though people may not see your effort but God see.&lt;br /&gt;Hence , blessing comes flowing in as  it goes with the will of God. Well, the school year has more or less ended for 2010 . I really enjoyed this year with my classmate though we are not as bonded. But the new clique form sure makes school life more fun. Hehe. Many events occured and making an effort to bring the best of the class sure brings lots to everyone. Also, i believe i am well bless today to have been rewarded greatly. Hehe. I know i grumble of being not notice for my efforts but it sure takes two hand to clap. Hehe. Cutting straight to the point. All that i put in effort for all year round has come to a conclusion with well rewarded lollipops. Hehe. And a gold badge for pft. Then it was me getting the award for the greatest improvement for english. Yay. Hahahas. So school ended well, but it goes on with extended lessons for two weeks. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish my parents would reward me the same way. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been reading this book , the boyfriend game, and i thought the author's boyfriends is sure my what i would like in my future boyfriend. The type of boy that i have always dream of and yet to exist. Like he is not giving much intrest in girls which is  so cooL . Intrest in soccer. Not the flirtish type. A teaser. Humourous, Caring, loving, sweet and nice. Plays cooL, no mood swing and everything ill look for in a guy. Hehe. Yes. Yes. Im  totally into a story book guy. Cant help me right ? I just love bumping to such a guy , it just feel like my drem came through and lifting my hopes for my dream guy to exist. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opps. Did i just spill the beans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-9087632948559963517?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/9087632948559963517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=9087632948559963517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/9087632948559963517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/9087632948559963517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-not-doing-things-in-vain-is.html' title='Not in vain'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxVI7FKYKI/AAAAAAAADWY/zLHapNWRWH4/s72-c/images+(7).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4478903900780534428</id><published>2010-10-27T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:23:05.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUa0IwIII/AAAAAAAADWQ/YzEdCcg0bnU/s1600/images+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUa0IwIII/AAAAAAAADWQ/YzEdCcg0bnU/s200/images+(6).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533890861780181122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured how making friends could be so easy . But maintaining a friendship takes greater effort. Not mentioning losing a friend. It could be pretty easy to lose a friend when not treasured. Well, in my opinion, every friendship is meant to be treasured . Everyone would love to feel importance. And its very well valued in each friendship. I think that friends are like stairs in your life and they give you the support wherever you go. And God give strength and everything else. Without such factors , i think it wouldnt be easy to get through with things. Furthermore, i believe that sharing more about oneself draws both parties together, the  more you share the closer you get. However, though you may be close to a very far extent , sometimes things arnt as clear as you thought. Sometimes, you may just be the last to know or never told till you figure.  yes ! Surely this is one point that breaks friendship. Which draws to the value of trust. The rate of reliability depends highly on trust .  sometimes it really sucks to figure that what you should have been told arnt told. Another point in a friendship is when it sucks to be treated as a sidekick. For one you mean a world to one at point of time and next thing you know. Someone new and you go a level down. Basically, a friendship is maintained through many values . Thus, every value has to be put in place for a long lasting friendship.  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought of this as i have met quite a number of new peeps that i just met and really would like to show a general view over what i kept in mind. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicating to all.. Gift of a friend - demi lavato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4478903900780534428?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4478903900780534428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4478903900780534428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4478903900780534428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4478903900780534428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-figured-how-making-friends-could-be.html' title=''/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUa0IwIII/AAAAAAAADWQ/YzEdCcg0bnU/s72-c/images+(6).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2166164590389760476</id><published>2010-10-21T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:42:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been working with the little kids at the kindergarten. Well, more of playing with them.. Hahahas. My CIP points have burst to 114 hours.  So i dont have to do anymore services. But playing with little kids is such a joy to me .. so why not right ?. hahahas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spending time with the kids sure taught me a few lessons. One is to forgive and forget. Not turning away from your friend. And being really happy for your friend who had made achievements.:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many cried in class today. I had to move to each one of them to put the smiles on their face. They had cried for a common reason. One did not want to befriend another. I told them simple values that never thought gave me a deep thought. Maybe to little kids like them it seem to be one time but to someone older like me.. hmm. I think neglection was the display in friendship. Friends are meant to be treasured. You never know when you'll lose them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inshyrah is a really pretty girl . She look like Justin bieber's  Baby music video co-star. She clings on to me and we sure had awesome time together. I think she will be someone really talented in future. She got good artistic skills at such a tender age. Man! i was never like her..hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To raise on the value to be happy for your friends.  Just today. There is this boy who is new at the kindergarten and he cant speak because he lacks the basic education. So adapting was needed for him. Not a word was he able to speak. And over break time. While the kids were having their meal. Little safura called for me. " Jie Jie ! I got something to tell you ".  When i head over. She told me that the boy who couldnt mouth words, wanjit, called her name. "saa..fuu..raa.". And she was overjoyed for him. And was happily telling me " Jie Jie , he say my name, safura !!!. safura! .Jie Jie he say my name ! ". She was super duper happy. And was jumping on her seat.hahas. It sure puts on the smile on my face to see her so overjoyed for her peer. Isnt its so beautiful to see such incident.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Safura was carried by Margaret and fell on the floor at the back of her head. She teared. And it sure hurts me to see the her cry. Made her smile .  After which , she seem as though nothing had happened. And was so forgiving in which Margaret was apologetic too.:P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, ive got to admit. I really like Safura alot. She bring beautiful memories to me. And showing me values i ought to figure.  I like the way she is contented with all that she has. And crazy like i am. Cheerful always. hearts. Little sweetheart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2166164590389760476?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2166164590389760476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2166164590389760476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2166164590389760476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2166164590389760476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-been-working-with-little-kids-at.html' title=''/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5347409799674553241</id><published>2010-10-16T00:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:21:44.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest best guy friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUG6RcOeI/AAAAAAAADWI/GhJBV2dMWCY/s1600/images+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUG6RcOeI/AAAAAAAADWI/GhJBV2dMWCY/s200/images+(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533890519829854690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Jenna's blog, I gave second thought to write something similar. &lt;div&gt;So here goes my side of the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. Firstly, i have got to say that I would like thank my best guy friend real lots. He has always been the mountain i could lean on and pulled me through rough times of my life. Just a post to show my greatest most gratitude towards all the care and concern you have showed on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone like you is sure hard to come by. Not every guy in town is as unique as you. And i guess finding a guy like you around is sure a blessing from God and the beautiful part of life. Its really different when you have a best guy friend. Because sometimes only people like them understands. And it feels good pouring out. Especially when times he showed me God's ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically we have always been mistaken by many. But we aint afraid . We stand tall walking down the aisle. Because we know our stand. Many have asked about us and think lots about it. Question us when they get a chance to. And it takes a while to sink into them. Some too claim that in future it wouldnt just be close friends but more to see to it. I choose to say that we know our story better than anyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for telling me you love being with someone crazy like me. Thanks for letting me know how much of an importance i am. Thanks for bringing up the spirit in me... .. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like having h2h with him. Telling him things nobody else will know. Entrusting with all my secrets. It feels so comfortable just pouring out my sorrows and sometimes just speaking about how life is so beautiful. I like the way he showered much love for me. And showing me that someone care and understand. Telling me that it hurts him to see me suffer. Telling me things are going to be better . Showing me the way of christ . He motivates me and tells me, i can do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He could tell when i was down. He could tell when i wasnt myself. He knows me inside out. He know what i needed most. He coaches me . When i needed something , he get it. When i needed someone to talk to he is there. Always asking about my well-being. Day by day. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i felt bad about myself. When i felt really lousy. He gave me comfort. And showed me the brighter side of life. He stays up with me all night without me asking him to. Till i had to laugh and chase him to bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Times when we really enjoyed teasing one another. Telling each other we are living in denial ..etc. about **. hehe. Giving each other virtual attacks. Or even just talking about things that doesnt make any sense at all. hahas.Times when we could talk to next early morning. Making real lame jokes. Trying to fit in and laughing our heads off.And skyping one another with silly faces.hahas. Going pass one another with silly looking looks. And remembering the time we played by the beach.hahas. Teasing each other much about our life and so on.. practically just fun times together i treasure alot.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is sure more to such times together for the past year. I love his company. I love the way he always never fail to put the smiles on my face.Sharing our ups and down are sure times that brought us even closer. hehe. Well, certain things he had done for me are sure meaningful and well appreciated. More to what i have said but some are just personal. heheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearts to you bro! &lt;3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5347409799674553241?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5347409799674553241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5347409799674553241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5347409799674553241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5347409799674553241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-dearest-best-guy-friend.html' title='My dearest best guy friend'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TMxUG6RcOeI/AAAAAAAADWI/GhJBV2dMWCY/s72-c/images+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3311685836765174335</id><published>2010-10-16T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T00:52:18.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 th Joycelyn and Qianhui day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLiGtHFFYdI/AAAAAAAADVo/p3vAOr6zMTU/s1600/15102010107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLiGtHFFYdI/AAAAAAAADVo/p3vAOr6zMTU/s200/15102010107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528316652149891538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/10/10&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slept till 11 + am. Hang around the house. Bored as i was. Talked to joycelyn all day long. And soon enough we decided to go to tempines Ikea . ( 8 joycelyn and Qianhui day).  woohoo. It was a long trip there. But it was fun fun fun . I have never ate meatball and never wanted to. Maybe not never but i have not ate meatball eversince my first taste of it. However, joycelyn managed to convince me to eat it today.hehe. Well, it didnt taste as bad as the last. But sure enough this is gonna be one of my last time unless one can convince me to eat. hahas. You have got to have to gain my trust in your taste of food then.hahas. So we roam around ikea and test the beds around and went to get some chocolates from giant and ikea itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the bus stop. We well, more of me.. Suggested that we take the chartered bus to bedok instead of tempines. But we hadnt know that the bedok bus would take super long compared to the tempines one which came earlier, much earlier. So the both of us ended late for net.hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it sure was a fun short day with my best friend.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3311685836765174335?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3311685836765174335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3311685836765174335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3311685836765174335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3311685836765174335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/8-th-joycelyn-and-qianhui-day.html' title='8 th Joycelyn and Qianhui day'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLiGtHFFYdI/AAAAAAAADVo/p3vAOr6zMTU/s72-c/15102010107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3989563391731850081</id><published>2010-10-15T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:46:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With Just a blink of an eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLc9ghkz3bI/AAAAAAAADVg/nZmnXco73hk/s1600/08102010079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLc9ghkz3bI/AAAAAAAADVg/nZmnXco73hk/s200/08102010079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527954696598445490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what had happened so far..&lt;div&gt;hmm.  Long post. sorry. Had a fruitful week of ups and down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, the usuals of tuition and studying with my church clique before edge. At edge, I have got to say, i was really glad to see amelia at edge. I was overjoyed. As service went on..dadada. God spoke to me through the service and alter call which really motivated me. Well, here comes the best thing that happened at edge. It had brought me to tears of joy. As Jeremy was calling forth for salvation. I was praying hard and looking into amelia's direction. I kept praying that God will open up her heart. I was so focus and had faith in my prayer. When Jeremy did his counting for hands to be raised , as my eyes were set on amelia, next thing i knew i saw a hand raised. I wasnt sure if it was her. And getting a better sight of things. I realise it was her. I was so overwhelmed and was move to tears. My faith has brought me far and have strengthen further. I would love to thank God for Amelia's salvation. And will always keep her in prayer as she goes through times when her faith is shaken. Love you babe.:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through church services and activities, my relation with amelia has strengthen. I really never thought i'd ever get close to her though she in within the M &amp;amp; N. I am really glad to have our relation strengthen. Furthermore, we were childhood friends. I love getting a closer relation with my childhood friends . Which i thought is pretty cooL. Knowing Amelia better sure was my benefit. I think she is a rather mature girl and wayyy cooL. It really feels like she has been one of many that i yearn and love being with. Someone unique and which i thought it feels really good having her as my close friends. I know that there is sure something unique about her that my hearts yearn to be closer to her. hehe.Love her company.:D &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, it was perfect 10 sunday. It sure was an enjoyable one. Tug-of-war gave me blisters. Way painful blister but we won. woohoo. And there was also the eating competition. Man ! It was horrendous. I seriously felt like puking after the game. But we won. woohoo. So this event sure made my day. Moving on, went down to cineliesure with joycelyn to get my bag. Thanks babe and to all who, idk who, shared for it. Appreciated. Tried studying at burger king but failed. haha. And went down to watson to get some thing to treat my blister...hehe. And home .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, Exam.  Tuition and a time with amelia studying. hehe. It sure was productive. We were serious and had all focus on our books. hmm. Now i know where to get a good studying partner. + + + + + she is SMART. so yeah. Love studying with her. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole exam period was pretty demoralizing. I felt really stupid and lousy. I thought the worse of myself. But God has been faithful and i would like to believe in him for my future. Lifting my hopes and dreams onto his hands. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;i&gt;defeated in the battle but believing in God for my future "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, was the last of the battle. Oral was suckish. I know I hadnt did as well as i should. Chinese, I cant speak. English, the teacher made me felt super nervous by showing the least of intrest.  So much for that, moving on. Before oral, Went with daiwen and Jasmine to grandlink as we thought it was be fun to check that place out. It was a long journey before we reached there. We were practically noobies. We stood outside the door and had not know what to do. Open up the LAN gaming door and close it back. We hadnt got the guts to step in as firstly we were girls and it was our first. So we decided to call Yuan he to our rescue. Man ! he is sure one Mr Nice guy. Troubled him to get our way to the lan gaming shop he was in. hahas. Woots. Played LAN. For the first time and it was FUN FUN FUN. hehe. Yes , Yes... Qianhui like LAN gaming. Counter strike was what we played. hehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place was simply "owned" by GMSS peeps . However, they were all guys and having 3 noobie girls hanging around , playing after. hehe. But i did enjoyed my self. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, I use to think it was lame of boys and  a waste of money. But now i think its way funn funn funn.hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After oral, Shuting , Daiwen , Jasmin, chileng and I went to catch a horror movie at E-hub. hahas. Moral of the story- Never to watch a horror movie. Just as i expected, I covered my eye through out , well, least halve of the show. hahas. Especially the most exciting part. Man! way nono for me. hahas. Had super dog for dinner and went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been through ups and down with silly for the past weeks but we had helped one another pull through. Thanks. Love your daily company. You have truly been a blessing from God.:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holidays are coming = More time with Joycelyn. woohooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3989563391731850081?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3989563391731850081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3989563391731850081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3989563391731850081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3989563391731850081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/with-just-blink-of-eye.html' title='With Just a blink of an eye'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TLc9ghkz3bI/AAAAAAAADVg/nZmnXco73hk/s72-c/08102010079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2667597432929038471</id><published>2010-10-09T00:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T01:18:56.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 15 birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TK9KBGr4LII/AAAAAAAADVI/S6lNnoyAg1Y/s1600/37168_1487721068025_1083897055_31121137_1574304_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TK9KBGr4LII/AAAAAAAADVI/S6lNnoyAg1Y/s200/37168_1487721068025_1083897055_31121137_1574304_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525716650641861762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Girl that had a beautiful birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Living each day, With a smile on her face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A Wish that is wish upon a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 15 birthday is rather a slow but blissful one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week of cake eating. MASSIVE&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the actual day, i received thoughtful card from the bimbos , louise..etc. A tee from daiwen and supposingly chanel. hehe. Thanks girls. Wishes i would say received abundantly. And tuition was part of the day followed by the surprise from the M &amp;amp; N. yepps. I was suprise. Thanks girls. I thot my day was just going to be simple . hehe. I know some may asked why i had pulled a long a face. Its not that i was disappointed but i was just anticipating for something secret. You know it you know it. Well, i eventually did received and was over the moon after that.hehe. Retardedlee hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the night time, My family celebrated with a nice durian flavored cake. yummy:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, after my papers. I spent my time with my bestest friend on Earth at town. We practically explored the whole of town. Legs were tired but we went round and round. hehe. Nice consumption of tapo yaki and yami youghurt. yummy! Went into different stalls. And i got a pen and eraser from muji.yay. My favorite stationery stall. hehe. Then joycelyn brought me to this particular stall in cineleisure . She showed me a bag . Which i thought was quite unique. hehe. After exploring one side of town, we went to douby ghaut to get POSH. woots. hahas. Yay. She gave me a nice presented board of pictures and the best day i ever had- 7 Joycelyn and Qianhui day.(Looking forward to the 8th one, lets do something exciting.:)) . This very day is well spent with my bestest friend in the world. Never doubted why she is my bestfriend. Making my day the best of it and putting the smiles on my face. Knowing me from the inside out. Thank you for everything dearest. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day with her, i did quite a few sahh diao thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;went under smoke thinking i could get away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost falling down the escalator&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took the wrong side of an escalator and looking really retarded in front of a stranger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is more but yeah.. I was a silly willy today.hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had net. Well, it sure did spoke to me. I would really like to thank God for speaking to me when i really needed it most. hehe. Anyways, when net ended. I headed to korkor's room to tie my hair. I get very irritated when i got a messy hair. And i do take a long time tying my hair. And well, in just a while , the leong sibling came into the room to chase me out. I thought it was weird as they never chase me out before. So well, after tying my hair close to perfection, i left the room. Well, the BIG SURPRISE came. The lights were off and with a lighted cake . A room filled with a number of people from various R7 nets .hehe. I truly felt very bless to have such awesome people in my life. hehe. After which as we were heading for supper i took a bite from my cake and SMASH. Jinguo had it on my face. I gave chase but couldnt reach him. We made our way to the market where Jing was on the other side of the river that we walk by because he didnt want to be attack by the cake in my hand. When we reach the meeting point and whilst Jing was still walking from the other side focus on him phone. I crept by the brigde and BAM . i smash the remaining of the cake on his face.hahas. Yay. Peace dude.hahas. Had a nice supper . And korkor send me home .hehe What a beautiful day :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have yet to spend it with my awesome church clique. The usuals, my birthday are always celebrated during the weekend because of the exams.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I truly feel bless to have such awesome friends around me. I thank God for placing each and everyone of them in my life. I know this word come along quite often but .. Once again. Hearts to all.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taylor swift 15. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;" ...Cause when you are fifteen and somebody tells you they love you . And you got to believe them.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/694034281624289469-2667597432929038471?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2667597432929038471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2667597432929038471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2667597432929038471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2667597432929038471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-15-birthday.html' title='My 15 birthday.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TK9KBGr4LII/AAAAAAAADVI/S6lNnoyAg1Y/s72-c/37168_1487721068025_1083897055_31121137_1574304_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3166666098648527277</id><published>2010-10-05T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:08:46.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday abner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday King Abner. !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hey dude . Hope you enjoyed your 16 birthday. You sure have been an awesome friend and a really cooL brother in christ. I thank God for placing you in my life. And i have got to admit that your leadership skill has brought the YY  clique to this day.  Thank you for everything . Hearts.&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/694034281624289469-3166666098648527277?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3166666098648527277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3166666098648527277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3166666098648527277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3166666098648527277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-abner.html' title='Happy birthday abner'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6514663163959807566</id><published>2010-10-01T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T22:54:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last days as a 14 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Living my last days as a 14 year old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;- All that i would like is to see li&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;fe like what I had always picture it to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;So perfectly beautiful&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6514663163959807566?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6514663163959807566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6514663163959807566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6514663163959807566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6514663163959807566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-days-as-14-year-old.html' title='Last days as a 14 year old'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6079890532715494853</id><published>2010-09-24T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T19:08:41.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only time can tell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJyGjkYSZxI/AAAAAAAADVA/5rpoLtPtrfw/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520435188868474642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJyGjkYSZxI/AAAAAAAADVA/5rpoLtPtrfw/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do you know the friends around you are long lasting ones ? Well, i believe only time can tell. :P. I would say i have got many friends around me who have distant as the years goes by. Other than my church friends, i would like to specifically name my #1 bestfriend,  joycelyn who has always been there. Well, min yee and korkor too i guess. They have not distant over the years. And i really appreciate them lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ever changing group of friends or friend shows much of how a friendship can last. Most of the time its just over a period. Someone new, something new. :D. heehee . Well, sometimes it could also be the other way round. Some thing new , someone new..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just a thought. I was just pondering over it as i see friends leaving. I would really love to treasure my time with all that are around me. Every moment is just too precious to be wasted. You never know when they may move a distance away..When you will lose them .. Or When you part with them. Sometimes it could mean to lose them. . Well, I dread these situations to happened. And have always kept in mind to treasure and not to regret. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6079890532715494853?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6079890532715494853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6079890532715494853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6079890532715494853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6079890532715494853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/09/only-time-can-tell.html' title='Only time can tell'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJyGjkYSZxI/AAAAAAAADVA/5rpoLtPtrfw/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6317888096176337754</id><published>2010-09-22T01:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T01:38:08.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday kimbly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Kimberly soooohhhhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsL2og1aI/AAAAAAAADUo/1sSrMgCVcYs/s1600/ok.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsL2og1aI/AAAAAAAADUo/1sSrMgCVcYs/s200/ok.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519421031730697634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsLQi6YqI/AAAAAAAADUg/NkUK2QRopgw/s1600/25351_109742885703751_100000041206212_258504_2993185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsLQi6YqI/AAAAAAAADUg/NkUK2QRopgw/s200/25351_109742885703751_100000041206212_258504_2993185_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519421021506658978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsKU5rVyI/AAAAAAAADUY/BzVVRf2ar1E/s1600/34094_399486982554_638652554_4431529_3843789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsKU5rVyI/AAAAAAAADUY/BzVVRf2ar1E/s200/34094_399486982554_638652554_4431529_3843789_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519421005496014626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrQeUWdmI/AAAAAAAADUQ/llC2T3yBJjQ/s1600/34770_474809937575_837527575_6565672_191634_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrQeUWdmI/AAAAAAAADUQ/llC2T3yBJjQ/s200/34770_474809937575_837527575_6565672_191634_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519420011591399010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrPhH9-yI/AAAAAAAADUI/n9vUMR7FEvI/s1600/37324_458385093764_833263764_6159651_6613316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrPhH9-yI/AAAAAAAADUI/n9vUMR7FEvI/s200/37324_458385093764_833263764_6159651_6613316_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519419995164900130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrOqX5DXI/AAAAAAAADUA/Q3GHbng6lAo/s1600/37324_458385153764_833263764_6159657_7676322_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrOqX5DXI/AAAAAAAADUA/Q3GHbng6lAo/s200/37324_458385153764_833263764_6159657_7676322_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519419980467735922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrN-FyymI/AAAAAAAADT4/SRKdHUCfAlM/s1600/37406_408602057942_597917942_4328558_3308827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrN-FyymI/AAAAAAAADT4/SRKdHUCfAlM/s200/37406_408602057942_597917942_4328558_3308827_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519419968580668002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrNBG92lI/AAAAAAAADTw/cJcH1vJNQhI/s1600/37406_408607262942_597917942_4328879_4642519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjrNBG92lI/AAAAAAAADTw/cJcH1vJNQhI/s200/37406_408607262942_597917942_4328879_4642519_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519419952211024466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIMBERLY SOHHHHH PRETTTYYYY!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjs_M2h_8I/AAAAAAAADU4/9la8jZpk7yI/s1600/61271_442547269652_833739652_4960282_1091506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjs_M2h_8I/AAAAAAAADU4/9la8jZpk7yI/s320/61271_442547269652_833739652_4960282_1091506_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519421913868402626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey babe. Happy 15 Birthday.. Just to let you know once again that you are one of my best childhood friend. I love your company. I love going crazy with you. I love all that you are. You are such a blessing. hehe. And may God bless you as you make a step and moving into the beginning of a 16 year old.hehe. Love you always pretty. Hearts. - Check out the way our heads are shaped in to heart.:D.*wink**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I need to wee weee.~&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/694034281624289469-6317888096176337754?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6317888096176337754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6317888096176337754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6317888096176337754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6317888096176337754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-kimbly.html' title='Happy birthday kimbly'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJjsL2og1aI/AAAAAAAADUo/1sSrMgCVcYs/s72-c/ok.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2715380525573119732</id><published>2010-09-19T17:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:57:47.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJXcYdHIqII/AAAAAAAADTA/jce171RdCpk/s1600/18092010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518559231101937794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJXcYdHIqII/AAAAAAAADTA/jce171RdCpk/s200/18092010034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well really awesome times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, 15 sept, i went with my school's pe capt to universal studios. Man! Its way cooL. I dont mind going a second. But for the time being paying to go there aint worth it. I'll just wait till all the rights are done up so i can really enjoy myself to the fullest. hehe. Well on this very day, i spent my whole time with the guys . Basically because i dont really know them and it would be pretty restricted for me to do so. But the whole time was awesome. We were having lots of fun and laughing our heads off. Especially at the fountain where we all go wet.hahas. That was way OMW.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jireh left just yesterday morning. I predicted that ill cry and i did.hahas. And well, the first one. Hey! I am really emotional about this kind of thing. Especially ive have been experiencing lots of farewell this year. Like woah.. I dread to see people i love part. I just hate farewells. arghh. Anyway, we had song item , camwhore..etc. He cried.. hehe. And well, i gave him a good goodbye hug a mini "JiJoJing" with a badge attach and a farewell card.. I'll really miss him lots. He is such a dear. In fact, i am already missing him. Like yesterday evening.. The way joycelyn needed him around makes me feel his empty presence. sigh.. But i hope he does enjoy his time there. Hearts . Love you bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are around the corner and i guess ill need to work towards doing well. I really want things to turn around.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woots. Just changed phone with my dad. Which i thought was pretty awesome cause its new and way better. hahas. Took loads of photo with it. Gonna try to upload it soon..hehe. Love my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! there is a number of things that ill want to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New bag ( well, i just use a bag pack, lazy to look for smth unique)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tweety bird bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tweety bird key chain (Looking for one that is no imposter.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quads pants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New wallet. ( mayyybeeee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camera.( I really dont know if my parent would still trust me with one cause i spoiled 3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ipod nano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well yeah. I think there is more but can seem to think of it. Prolly try to get it by the end of this year though the electronic devices are pratically a matter of trust between me and my parent. The rest ill just get it when i am free. hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2715380525573119732?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2715380525573119732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2715380525573119732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2715380525573119732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2715380525573119732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-flies.html' title='Time flies.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TJXcYdHIqII/AAAAAAAADTA/jce171RdCpk/s72-c/18092010034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3745937865808331970</id><published>2010-09-12T01:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:33:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jireh yew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TIvKYsikiVI/AAAAAAAADSw/iZ0phkzXncw/s1600/23588_337462357478_723197478_3645559_3036446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TIvKYsikiVI/AAAAAAAADSw/iZ0phkzXncw/s200/23588_337462357478_723197478_3645559_3036446_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515724694267136338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially dedicated to JIREH YEW. ( i really dont know if he would see this but joycelyn will do the job right?)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know how it feels to say goodbye to friends of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its definitely something i dread lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially to someone like YEW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yew have been one of the best brothers that have ever existed in Qigebage, or rather in my life. I am pretty envious of the way YEW are such a dear brother to the yew sisters. Well, an awesome brother in christ to me.:P. I will miss your voice on phone calls i made to your house. I will miss you recognizing my voice each time i call. I'll miss YEW telling me wether your sister is around. I'll miss YEW calling out for them. I'll miss seeing YEW with the triple Js. I will miss my bestfriend's brother. I'll miss YEW always asking me all about my bestfriend, your sister. I'll miss YEW being the smart one. I'll miss your sister always being so proud of YEW.I'll miss your sister looking out for YEW. I'll miss your sister telling me that YEW could help. I'll miss your sister telling me more and more about YEW. I will miss all that YEW are. Also,when YEW are such a dear to each of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-years aint short. And as time pass everything changes.What i see coming , is everyone speaking of how they wish YEW were here. :P Especially from your sister. hahas. And surely i do too.  Yew are such a dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would really love to spend a world of time with YEW. I really hate to see you leave.  But all in all. I love you in all ways.:P. Hope Yew enjoy your time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye Bestfriend-law .Keep in contact.  hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simply dedicating "taylor swift - I'd lie" to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3745937865808331970?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3745937865808331970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3745937865808331970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3745937865808331970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3745937865808331970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/09/jireh-yew.html' title='Jireh yew.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TIvKYsikiVI/AAAAAAAADSw/iZ0phkzXncw/s72-c/23588_337462357478_723197478_3645559_3036446_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1086990990834711328</id><published>2010-09-06T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:05:57.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time of down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TITq_yOoKkI/AAAAAAAADSo/C9DvD2y2cHI/s1600/40565_430984774652_833739652_4711125_5522547_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513790225344113218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TITq_yOoKkI/AAAAAAAADSo/C9DvD2y2cHI/s200/40565_430984774652_833739652_4711125_5522547_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a number of things thats pretty much pulling my spirit down. Namely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Irresponsible Form teacher just made my efforts drain away&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wasnt selected to go for Guanzhou (asian games)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Davao trip cancelled&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Result are not pleasing (major)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends around me seem like a mess in mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well basically this are SOME of it. How i wish i could sweep it all away. Making the smiles on my face real. Its pretty much heavy dissapointment. Kinda dejected. sigh. My down comes along and waiting for Ups to come soon. Jesus take the wheel. God, i pray that you'll break this strongholds of my life. Be there for me Lord, i really need you. amen.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God has bless me we awesome close peeps&lt;br /&gt;Giving me every most support&lt;br /&gt;Being there for me at such times&lt;br /&gt;Joycelyn, Joel , Yuhung&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate lots.&lt;br /&gt;Hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1086990990834711328?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1086990990834711328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1086990990834711328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1086990990834711328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1086990990834711328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-of-down.html' title='A time of down'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TITq_yOoKkI/AAAAAAAADSo/C9DvD2y2cHI/s72-c/40565_430984774652_833739652_4711125_5522547_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7330327621238028879</id><published>2010-08-31T22:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:35:17.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joycelyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TH0SN8cuVnI/AAAAAAAADSY/v5iuYsOQJeA/s1600/DSCN0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TH0SN8cuVnI/AAAAAAAADSY/v5iuYsOQJeA/s320/DSCN0200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511581549745559154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicating to Joycelyn&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had this urge to really thank you for being so so awesome. I miss spending a world of time with you. Now leaving with the weekend ever since the holidays ended. Hearts the mark of donut factory as our home study place. hahas. I think the waiters could even recognize us from afar.hahas. But anyway, you have been a real awesome Bestfriend.hehe.Giving me support, trusting me , Helping me with decision, and further being the best-est friend in the world. I want the next Joycelyn and Qianhui day to come soon..It will then be the 7th one.hehe. Hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7330327621238028879?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7330327621238028879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7330327621238028879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7330327621238028879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7330327621238028879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/joycelyn.html' title='Joycelyn'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TH0SN8cuVnI/AAAAAAAADSY/v5iuYsOQJeA/s72-c/DSCN0200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3582997423578810681</id><published>2010-08-26T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T00:04:10.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaQSXe-RBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/tiYPArUjUzI/s1600/45115_1460644649461_1633795183_1142152_411737_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaQSXe-RBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/tiYPArUjUzI/s400/45115_1460644649461_1633795183_1142152_411737_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509749839350350866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ukraine athletes visit to Geylang Methodist School (secondary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFc0GTB8I/AAAAAAAADSI/OH_HxkL2uZQ/s1600/41129_1427519445552_1159792629_1019240_1508179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFc0GTB8I/AAAAAAAADSI/OH_HxkL2uZQ/s400/41129_1427519445552_1159792629_1019240_1508179_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737924202268610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The "officials" for hosting the ukraine team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFcnTPMUI/AAAAAAAADSA/6tikJR3NkbI/s1600/45552_1427525605706_1159792629_1019314_7986321_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFcnTPMUI/AAAAAAAADSA/6tikJR3NkbI/s400/45552_1427525605706_1159792629_1019314_7986321_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737920766882114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The jacket nicky wore , i was offered to wear it too.woots. And the guy,Roman/16, i communicate lots with holding me with his arm.hehe.  He was really nice. And we took lots of photos together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFcfA_Z1I/AAAAAAAADR4/KNlYaOMbvEs/s1600/40055_1427525685708_1159792629_1019315_1897291_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFcfA_Z1I/AAAAAAAADR4/KNlYaOMbvEs/s400/40055_1427525685708_1159792629_1019315_1897291_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737918542866258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woohoo. The girls unite.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFJLYmB0I/AAAAAAAADRw/Mg1cxths6CE/s1600/45083_1427525445702_1159792629_1019313_2518719_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFJLYmB0I/AAAAAAAADRw/Mg1cxths6CE/s400/45083_1427525445702_1159792629_1019313_2518719_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737586855642946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute eh?.jealous?.hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFIm0FmDI/AAAAAAAADRo/MS5-K-6jVk4/s1600/44321_1427524965690_1159792629_1019307_151506_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFIm0FmDI/AAAAAAAADRo/MS5-K-6jVk4/s400/44321_1427524965690_1159792629_1019307_151506_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737577038846002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another one. hearts cute boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFHzLaRFI/AAAAAAAADRg/ypU1HATlKeM/s1600/41301_1427524725684_1159792629_1019304_4778802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFHzLaRFI/AAAAAAAADRg/ypU1HATlKeM/s400/41301_1427524725684_1159792629_1019304_4778802_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737563178026066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ukrainians that came:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFHe9RtpI/AAAAAAAADRY/mJCho-FOx2M/s1600/40202_1427523845662_1159792629_1019295_2623683_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFHe9RtpI/AAAAAAAADRY/mJCho-FOx2M/s400/40202_1427523845662_1159792629_1019295_2623683_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737557750036114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scrumptious food available :D&gt; Yummy.. And the media of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFG96ep8I/AAAAAAAADRQ/mr6IsOHdFbk/s1600/41247_1427523685658_1159792629_1019293_358721_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaFG96ep8I/AAAAAAAADRQ/mr6IsOHdFbk/s400/41247_1427523685658_1159792629_1019293_358721_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737548879931330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqxO8uuI/AAAAAAAADRI/8ulaZEKaRzE/s1600/40601_1427523485653_1159792629_1019290_7905371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqxO8uuI/AAAAAAAADRI/8ulaZEKaRzE/s400/40601_1427523485653_1159792629_1019290_7905371_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737064439790306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqhkJhUI/AAAAAAAADRA/DHxb1aFY4DU/s1600/44772_1427523565655_1159792629_1019291_7020479_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqhkJhUI/AAAAAAAADRA/DHxb1aFY4DU/s400/44772_1427523565655_1159792629_1019291_7020479_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737060233741634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqCpuQMI/AAAAAAAADQ4/IRrKtSVkVMc/s1600/44815_1427523405651_1159792629_1019288_4874565_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEqCpuQMI/AAAAAAAADQ4/IRrKtSVkVMc/s400/44815_1427523405651_1159792629_1019288_4874565_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737051935621314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where i got myself.. Miss cheng suddenly announce  " Lets have Qianhui our loudest person here to lead us in a cheer for the ukrainians" without telling me before hand. So I was shocked and not prepared. And i went like " send three cheers for Ukraine ! Hip Hip ..Hooray ! Hip Hip.. Hooray!...er..." I was so nervous that i forgot if there was the third time. And i pause and stare and the crowd stared back. Next minute, everyone burst into laughter. And i did the cheer again. ahh. so embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEpyhb4GI/AAAAAAAADQw/_3D86ieeiNo/s1600/39889_1427521165595_1159792629_1019261_2336132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEpyhb4GI/AAAAAAAADQw/_3D86ieeiNo/s400/39889_1427521165595_1159792629_1019261_2336132_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737047605895266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prioritize Seat next to them .. Jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEpeDYR_I/AAAAAAAADQo/sQ5nYf4LNFQ/s1600/45251_1470789663080_1633795183_1173484_1477963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEpeDYR_I/AAAAAAAADQo/sQ5nYf4LNFQ/s400/45251_1470789663080_1633795183_1173484_1477963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509737042111121394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFgQ4GmI/AAAAAAAADQg/YIwm1Nit1Ic/s1600/45143_1427520485578_1159792629_1019252_1076421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFgQ4GmI/AAAAAAAADQg/YIwm1Nit1Ic/s400/45143_1427520485578_1159792629_1019252_1076421_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509736424229313122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFVEkh2I/AAAAAAAADQY/Rg4dxH0FYt0/s1600/45619_1427520445577_1159792629_1019251_680300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFVEkh2I/AAAAAAAADQY/Rg4dxH0FYt0/s400/45619_1427520445577_1159792629_1019251_680300_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509736421224908642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFAnrSwI/AAAAAAAADQQ/Y0fxa4-jp5g/s1600/45909_1427520365575_1159792629_1019250_5308076_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEFAnrSwI/AAAAAAAADQQ/Y0fxa4-jp5g/s400/45909_1427520365575_1159792629_1019250_5308076_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509736415735008002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEE4PA1dI/AAAAAAAADQI/rAminBxj4oo/s1600/40193_1427520165570_1159792629_1019248_5077174_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEE4PA1dI/AAAAAAAADQI/rAminBxj4oo/s400/40193_1427520165570_1159792629_1019248_5077174_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509736413484078546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEEaREuTI/AAAAAAAADQA/oe6Hd_HB_7c/s1600/45049_1427519605556_1159792629_1019242_7109589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaEEaREuTI/AAAAAAAADQA/oe6Hd_HB_7c/s400/45049_1427519605556_1159792629_1019242_7109589_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509736405439658290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;World Culture village:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOx9A37I/AAAAAAAADP4/3517u4-2VCU/s1600/45115_1460644889467_1633795183_1142158_4559937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOx9A37I/AAAAAAAADP4/3517u4-2VCU/s400/45115_1460644889467_1633795183_1142158_4559937_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509735484085034930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOuu_agI/AAAAAAAADPw/56PVR5943NM/s1600/45115_1460644249451_1633795183_1142142_6901915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOuu_agI/AAAAAAAADPw/56PVR5943NM/s400/45115_1460644249451_1633795183_1142142_6901915_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509735483220912642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Argentina!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOfyVgjI/AAAAAAAADPo/-6i46RUiUJY/s1600/45115_1460645249476_1633795183_1142167_5809750_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaDOfyVgjI/AAAAAAAADPo/-6i46RUiUJY/s400/45115_1460645249476_1633795183_1142167_5809750_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509735479208411698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunnoe who..hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCxnj_4CI/AAAAAAAADPg/83MjfHNRVUo/s1600/45115_1460645169474_1633795183_1142165_2539983_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCxnj_4CI/AAAAAAAADPg/83MjfHNRVUo/s400/45115_1460645169474_1633795183_1142165_2539983_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734983079551010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukraine...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCxOeMYZI/AAAAAAAADPY/s0WA6GZNKwI/s1600/45115_1460644969469_1633795183_1142160_8053656_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCxOeMYZI/AAAAAAAADPY/s0WA6GZNKwI/s400/45115_1460644969469_1633795183_1142160_8053656_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734976344318354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE.:D  soccer team. FTW. congrats with the bronze.:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCw5zv0CI/AAAAAAAADPQ/JC5Y90k4BAA/s1600/45115_1460644689462_1633795183_1142153_851042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCw5zv0CI/AAAAAAAADPQ/JC5Y90k4BAA/s400/45115_1460644689462_1633795183_1142153_851042_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734970797576226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCwK42jeI/AAAAAAAADPA/Sb0JbaszKm0/s1600/45115_1460644489457_1633795183_1142148_1447636_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCwK42jeI/AAAAAAAADPA/Sb0JbaszKm0/s400/45115_1460644489457_1633795183_1142148_1447636_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734958202523106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCNeOuiyI/AAAAAAAADO4/eW1TmHMveyY/s1600/45115_1460644409455_1633795183_1142146_1519285_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCNeOuiyI/AAAAAAAADO4/eW1TmHMveyY/s400/45115_1460644409455_1633795183_1142146_1519285_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734362099125026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCNEokVuI/AAAAAAAADOw/UWxVuDgiL74/s1600/45115_1460644609460_1633795183_1142151_3965063_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCNEokVuI/AAAAAAAADOw/UWxVuDgiL74/s400/45115_1460644609460_1633795183_1142151_3965063_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734355228186338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCMq2s-TI/AAAAAAAADOo/wRl2mBueCx8/s1600/45115_1460644769464_1633795183_1142155_7259588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCMq2s-TI/AAAAAAAADOo/wRl2mBueCx8/s400/45115_1460644769464_1633795183_1142155_7259588_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509734348308150578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaCMcnQOuI/AAAAAAAADOg/STama7G3iko/s1600/45115_1460644729463_1633795183_1142154_6843825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaB0Kj-5zI/AAAAAAAADOQ/2FXGk_UwVOU/s400/45115_1460644809465_1633795183_1142156_5712366_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733927322838834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBztRAOsI/AAAAAAAADOI/Acwh7FWtRtM/s1600/45115_1460644849466_1633795183_1142157_5066806_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBztRAOsI/AAAAAAAADOI/Acwh7FWtRtM/s400/45115_1460644849466_1633795183_1142157_5066806_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733919458605762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBmlFF-VI/AAAAAAAADOA/Vr_ZBZj-Mp4/s1600/45115_1460644929468_1633795183_1142159_37911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBmlFF-VI/AAAAAAAADOA/Vr_ZBZj-Mp4/s400/45115_1460644929468_1633795183_1142159_37911_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733693922867538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBmOqf37I/AAAAAAAADN4/Ig1Vrv4j-PQ/s1600/45115_1460645049471_1633795183_1142162_6208467_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBmOqf37I/AAAAAAAADN4/Ig1Vrv4j-PQ/s400/45115_1460645049471_1633795183_1142162_6208467_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733687905738674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBl3dCv7I/AAAAAAAADNw/XfN1nGNHyvU/s1600/45115_1460645089472_1633795183_1142163_5501092_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBl3dCv7I/AAAAAAAADNw/XfN1nGNHyvU/s400/45115_1460645089472_1633795183_1142163_5501092_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733681675288498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBlk5BgWI/AAAAAAAADNo/iSY3-Kxsuro/s1600/45115_1460645129473_1633795183_1142164_1722620_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBlk5BgWI/AAAAAAAADNo/iSY3-Kxsuro/s400/45115_1460645129473_1633795183_1142164_1722620_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733676692373858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBlFUpJ6I/AAAAAAAADNg/SXEtFbW99LE/s1600/45115_1460645289477_1633795183_1142168_6516153_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBlFUpJ6I/AAAAAAAADNg/SXEtFbW99LE/s400/45115_1460645289477_1633795183_1142168_6516153_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733668218283938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJ1SpXOI/AAAAAAAADNY/DEK62oa5YKE/s1600/45115_1460645329478_1633795183_1142169_3517001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJ1SpXOI/AAAAAAAADNY/DEK62oa5YKE/s400/45115_1460645329478_1633795183_1142169_3517001_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733200058473698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spain . FTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJYwwaeI/AAAAAAAADNQ/n_AQjZ7Mfaw/s1600/45115_1460645369479_1633795183_1142170_527649_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJYwwaeI/AAAAAAAADNQ/n_AQjZ7Mfaw/s400/45115_1460645369479_1633795183_1142170_527649_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733192400136674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The tallest guy there with a balloon....hahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJHHr7EI/AAAAAAAADNI/2QsQbSg6fyc/s1600/45115_1460645409480_1633795183_1142171_1272000_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBJHHr7EI/AAAAAAAADNI/2QsQbSg6fyc/s400/45115_1460645409480_1633795183_1142171_1272000_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733187664473154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBI-a1IsI/AAAAAAAADNA/sHsd3Qrj9d8/s1600/45115_1460645569484_1633795183_1142175_1869553_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBI-a1IsI/AAAAAAAADNA/sHsd3Qrj9d8/s400/45115_1460645569484_1633795183_1142175_1869553_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733185328849602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two guys were cracking up.hahas. hearts&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBIaUxTNI/AAAAAAAADM4/q3nQ8xHM5X8/s1600/45115_1460645489482_1633795183_1142173_689195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaBIaUxTNI/AAAAAAAADM4/q3nQ8xHM5X8/s400/45115_1460645489482_1633795183_1142173_689195_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509733175639755986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;YTSAs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ_tae2mTI/AAAAAAAADMo/BGOx4ttSmHg/s1600/44811_422260799579_625824579_4960519_4390610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ_tae2mTI/AAAAAAAADMo/BGOx4ttSmHg/s400/44811_422260799579_625824579_4960519_4390610_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509731612313950514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harry potter looking table tennis player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-oba9ULI/AAAAAAAADMA/hJrIl2xmRf0/s1600/45239_429826573907_550618907_4937523_2180933_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-oba9ULI/AAAAAAAADMA/hJrIl2xmRf0/s400/45239_429826573907_550618907_4937523_2180933_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509730427155075250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;woots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-oIjgIfI/AAAAAAAADL4/0al3jrJRxT4/s1600/44811_422260754579_625824579_4960510_5059050_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-oIjgIfI/AAAAAAAADL4/0al3jrJRxT4/s400/44811_422260754579_625824579_4960510_5059050_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509730422090637810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute aunty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-nx28BzI/AAAAAAAADLw/_MmA0chQjK4/s1600/44811_422260739579_625824579_4960507_4229617_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ-nx28BzI/AAAAAAAADLw/_MmA0chQjK4/s400/44811_422260739579_625824579_4960507_4229617_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509730415998142258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8Ljy-foI/AAAAAAAADLo/GIgEK1r73vU/s1600/44811_422260734579_625824579_4960506_3548577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8Ljy-foI/AAAAAAAADLo/GIgEK1r73vU/s400/44811_422260734579_625824579_4960506_3548577_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509727732163837570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8LMR1AyI/AAAAAAAADLg/VNmERHL8HlE/s1600/44811_422260729579_625824579_4960505_4548011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8LMR1AyI/AAAAAAAADLg/VNmERHL8HlE/s400/44811_422260729579_625824579_4960505_4548011_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509727725850788642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8KWJvanI/AAAAAAAADLY/y5QiSgvKDyc/s1600/44811_422260334579_625824579_4960427_1947652_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8KWJvanI/AAAAAAAADLY/y5QiSgvKDyc/s400/44811_422260334579_625824579_4960427_1947652_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509727711321352818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8KIgU0bI/AAAAAAAADLQ/HNyu9Ni4mcE/s1600/44811_422260384579_625824579_4960437_546325_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8KIgU0bI/AAAAAAAADLQ/HNyu9Ni4mcE/s400/44811_422260384579_625824579_4960437_546325_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509727707657982386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8Jil43oI/AAAAAAAADLI/KAgNbqvAiCA/s1600/44811_422260584579_625824579_4960477_1879365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THZ8Jil43oI/AAAAAAAADLI/KAgNbqvAiCA/s400/44811_422260584579_625824579_4960477_1879365_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509727697480769154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YOG has finally come to an end. Well, i see it as pretty a sad and happy thing. I hate to see YOG come to an end and happy that ill least be less busy and get back on track for my studies. &lt;div&gt;As you can see with the photos, i really have spent my YOG fruitfully. Day after day, i travel to various YOG games venue just to catch team singapore athletes in action. I have been to Handball, Soccer (x2) , table tennis and most of all swimming. Photos are definitely taken and well memories are kept. I really enjoyed myself. Meeting the athletes, cheering on singapore..etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest,  this is probably once of those times where i felt really proud of singapore. Even if they did not fair as well. I am really proud to be a singaporean. hahas. Cheering my heart out and hoping that victory belongs to them.:P . Meeting other athletes from different countries was pretty interesting. Sometimes we may not be able to communicate but its really enjoyable spending time with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-As my school was twin with Ukraine, we had them visiting my school . Had quite a close relation we this guy in fencing. We practically spoke to each other real lots. Took photos etc. He had me to wear his jacket too. woots. Idk where is that photo but gonna dig it out. Sadly some photos i am not able to get it back cause its has left for ukraine. roar. Only if ive gotten their facebook or smth. But surely, spending time with them in school was cooL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-World Culture village is the best place to be at for such an event. All the athletes were there and we spent the best times taking photos with different athletes + some could be champions and connecting with them. It was an awesome experience. Hearts. Hot guys.woots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-YTSA has truly sponsored  me to many games. It has brought me to many games. In fact , all the above that ive mention. hehe. Furthermore, I was caught on tv like a zillion times. And i got loads of "hey! i saw you on tv screaming like mad".hahas. Alright.hehe. Got to speak about ytsa peeps being super fun people. We played lots, studied together and camwhored especially with the athletes. cute ones *wink**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoyed watching soccer the most. I scream and cheered. And i think haiti made it to the Red list because they played dirty. roar.. DONT LIKE THEM.hahas. Love it to see Bolivia attaining Gold over Haiti.hahas. The whole stadium cheered on Bolivia.hahas. Hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. I really dont want to say goodbye to YOG. It was meaningful and a fun filled one. HEARTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is going to be more photos.:D.hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the lengthy post. It was just too awesome. Heart YOG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3582997423578810681?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3582997423578810681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3582997423578810681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3582997423578810681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3582997423578810681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title='YOG'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/THaQSXe-RBI/AAAAAAAADSQ/tiYPArUjUzI/s72-c/45115_1460644649461_1633795183_1142152_411737_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8605491611535456029</id><published>2010-08-14T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:36:21.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye davy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGV0U6AqwPI/AAAAAAAADK4/8uEGQoWIqxI/s1600/40228_138930256145277_100000849092074_180939_7815171_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504934022048563442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGV0U6AqwPI/AAAAAAAADK4/8uEGQoWIqxI/s400/40228_138930256145277_100000849092074_180939_7815171_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye davy:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ton the night just to do davy a little something. Spent time pasting seashells, printing photos..etc etc. All on an album. Thought it would be nice to compile memories we spent together into one album.:P. Anyway, i ton the night to do the album till about 345 where i started to prepare to leave at 430. Dad was kind enough to send me and the other faith2-4'o9 people(Yu hung, feng yuan, yuan he, huiting, theodora) to the airport. Reached at about 5 am. We caught davy as he get off his dad's car.hehe. Our parents knowing each other had a conversation while we move to aside to do davy's card. hehe. Soon davy's hongster came. Well, speaking of soon. We arrive to the departure of davy. I gave him a few good bye hugs and told him how much ill miss him:(. Tears filled my eyes. I tried to withhold it. But i guess i was seen through. Moments later he was at the entrance of departure. I solemnly tear up as the thought/sight of him leaving. 3 years aint very short.Dude, ill really miss you lots:). Looking forward to see you in singapore again. Keep in contact. Updates alright:P. Hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After which, went to macdonalds with yuhung feng yuan dora and huiting. Well, i left earlier as i had to reach school for world culture village whereas they could be in school an hour late.:P. I was super lethargic and my eyes were sore from the morning tears. Even as talks about davy's departure made me filled with tears. sigh. Back on track, i was super sleepy the whole morning due to the tonning i guess. Whatever i did let me half conscious. To stay awake was unbearable. After the done-up, we had people visiting our booth which definitely include the ukranian. The guys there were super good-looking and girls looks like barbie doll. hehe. Lunch was alright. Probably this is all for culture village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soccer match&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went straight home to get a short nap after CV. I was super tired. I could sleep anytime. Practically no energy , same goes even before CV in the mrt. hehe. Overslept as i needed to be at lavender at 8pm to meet the rest of the ytsa . I woke up , got a quick bath and off i go. Glad i made it in time.hehe. The YOG soccer was awesome. Ive never been to a grand soccer match before, this shall be my first. It was exciting.The score were made in short period of time. First minute, first goal. Less than 10 minutes another goal was made. Less than 20 mins, the third goal was made. And this sums it all as singapore mad 3 goals.:D. Penalty shot that let the other team scored. sigh. During the match, there was once the ball was kicked so hard and high that it flew to us, the spectators. My friends i gave a block to our faces.haahas.But before it reaches our face it hit the rail and bounce back. phew. But i thought i will be quite cooL if we got the ball.hehe. Man! imagine it, the ball flew right in to us before the rail.hahas. As the game goes on, we cheered for singapore. Then again. we WON:D . Good-job singapore:P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8605491611535456029?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8605491611535456029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8605491611535456029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8605491611535456029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8605491611535456029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/goodbye-davy_14.html' title='Goodbye davy'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGV0U6AqwPI/AAAAAAAADK4/8uEGQoWIqxI/s72-c/40228_138930256145277_100000849092074_180939_7815171_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-7388192510209371869</id><published>2010-08-11T20:41:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:21:54.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davy's farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGKjBEPVxOI/AAAAAAAADKw/LgcPznPnoJE/s1600/40932_138930116145291_100000849092074_180933_2594003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGKaz_LtFBI/AAAAAAAADAw/2JuwnbWGzQI/s320/38811_138929662812003_100000849092074_180906_5797643_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504131912524698642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sorry if you need to tilt your head. hahas. Pictures speaks louder than words:P. These are just from stephen's camera. "Alot" more from huiting:). Camwhore. Last moments with davy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-7388192510209371869?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/7388192510209371869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=7388192510209371869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7388192510209371869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/7388192510209371869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/davys-farewell.html' title='Davy&apos;s farewell'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TGKjBEPVxOI/AAAAAAAADKw/LgcPznPnoJE/s72-c/40932_138930116145291_100000849092074_180933_2594003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1258195115841807743</id><published>2010-08-11T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:41:24.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a singaporean.:P</title><content type='html'>So many events. So much to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ill just start off with National day. On this very day Gerald wanted to meet up along with franklin and maybe joycelyn. However, things changed. Firstly, we realise we had no where to go due to this special occasion. Secondly, Gerald was lazy to come out. But as the day comes, we came together to plan for the day. Wanted to hang out at bishan park and go franklin's house after that.. There again it was cancelled because the region had a plan to go ivan house. So yeah. We celebrated national day at ivan's house watching the parade. Sure did had good view of the plane, fireworks, flag..etc etc. And this was how i spent my nation's birthday. A birthday note ill do.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;She is an awesome country. It truly feels at home to be in such a comfortable country. Whats more to complain when its so clean and green.:P. Well, everything is alright and sactisfactory except the education system.hahas. But i HEART singapore.:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell party on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, it was an awesome one. Faith 2-4'09 is truly the best class i have ever been into. I love it. I love the way we are so warm with one another. Brothers and sister all as one.:P. So this picnic was awesome because special people just gives the kick.hehe. Man! ill sure miss times like this.I wish everthing could have lasted a little longer. I dont want it to end so soon. All in all, I would like our friendship to be an everlasting one:). miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1258195115841807743?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1258195115841807743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1258195115841807743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1258195115841807743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1258195115841807743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-many-events.html' title='Proud to be a singaporean.:P'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-611772081455180151</id><published>2010-08-10T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:31:24.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell davy.</title><content type='html'>Davy Davy Davy...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dude, i'll really miss you lots. It was an awesome time together with Faith 2-4'09 at sentosa today. I really enjoyed moments like this. A day out at that island was fun and enjoyable. Love the way everything was. The sandwich making, volley ball, truth/dare, water "pool", sand castle, seashell picking, getting wet...etc. Everything was just awesome. Dinner at super dog was pretty fun. Including on the mrt.hahas. Camwhore FTW..hehe. We seriously took alot of photos.  Man! these pictures sure to be kept as memories. :D. I definitely miss you dearly.  Sure to see me cry over your departure. even as i make a trip down to send you off.hahas. Love lots. Hearts. Hope you have fun in the state. Remember the awesome class and awesome people like ME :P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man! i am all in red and white. Like from my skin to my clothes.hahas. All for singapore i guess. And photos will be up when huiting and stephen upload. sigh again for not having a camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-611772081455180151?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/611772081455180151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=611772081455180151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/611772081455180151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/611772081455180151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/farewell-davy.html' title='Farewell davy.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2213430180026537450</id><published>2010-08-09T10:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T11:04:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yog weekend/ national day.</title><content type='html'>The YOG opening ceremony rehearsal was not what i had expect.. It wasnt the grand kind of event. It pretty..er....no comments. Try to catch it and you'll know what i mean.hahas. However, the company i had was awesome. Everyone was practically crazy and we were busy camwhoring.hahas. I think there is a billion photos waiting on me. still.. Only if i had my own camera. sigh.. But all in all , i enjoyed the whole event.hehe. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was saturday. On sunday, hmm. I would say the carnival was pretty pathetic. Like it was hot and the booth there was the bare minimum. Anyway, head down to church after that. And made it for class. Had lunch and spend our time at tempines mall.:D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;HAPPY NATIONAL DAY PEOPLE.! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hearts SINGAPORE. :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I stinking hate guys who flirts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Its just disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Some who made you their sidekick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I prefer being ignorant to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2213430180026537450?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2213430180026537450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2213430180026537450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2213430180026537450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2213430180026537450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/yog-weekend-national-day.html' title='Yog weekend/ national day.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5235986113425085991</id><published>2010-08-06T16:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:19:15.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TFv1JrULoVI/AAAAAAAADAo/hN81mfni1lE/s1600/40564_1409377272009_1159792629_972643_6980841_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TFv1JrULoVI/AAAAAAAADAo/hN81mfni1lE/s320/40564_1409377272009_1159792629_972643_6980841_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502260916358193490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TFvjHquWS3I/AAAAAAAADAg/CdTQ3CqLRoc/s1600/40601_422659349310_694004310_4521973_6356962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TFvjHquWS3I/AAAAAAAADAg/CdTQ3CqLRoc/s320/40601_422659349310_694004310_4521973_6356962_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502241090630470514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School celebrated National day today. FTW.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few days, i was busy preparing for my class mascot. I was running from head to toe. I didnt know how was i to go about doing it. My form teacher wasnt much help .In fact not at all. She basically left me on my own. In addition, my partner was totally negative about the whole thing. So i decide to come up with everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some have heard me rant about the response to what i had in mind about the whole idea of the mascot. Seriously, it was terrible. I was practically annoyed by how everyone seem to care less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asked the class to come with all in uniform. Well, majority did. In fact, my whole class did.hahas. I came up with a design , the guy being a defense arm and the girl being an athlete. However, the original 2 back out. So as an in charge, i decide to sacrifice and had myself in. Which then includes feng yuan to be the guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spammed messages to as many faith 33 peeps as possible to bring the items. Well, only the minimum brought and i am kind of grateful about it though the majority did not bring . With the materials we had, the day before, Clarice and Gabriel stayed back with me do the items. Then head down to douby ghaut with clarice to get facepaint. Woah! imagine the extra mile i had to take. But thought of it as for the class. Well, messages over messages to faith 33 peeps were sent out. Though the response were expected to be low. but i just wanted to give it a try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was it. As expected, not many brought the materials. But this wasnt much of a problem. I distributed the jobs and soon enough, it was done. Did the cat walk with our costume through the open alley in the middle of everyone. It was awesome , i would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Faith 3-3". I heard, but wondered what was going on as i was about to remove my costume. "huh? what faith 33?", i said."where is faith 33? ", everyone said it as looking for.  Next thing i knew, we WON. woohoo. Cheers. It was so unbelievable. It was truly the unexpected. I simply thinking of putting in our best but i really never thought we would win. hahas. I was so elated. Joy was living in me. Efforts sure was paid off. :D. smiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Through this experience, i have learnt a lot. Furthermore as a leader. It wasnt easy to lead a bunch of not so cooperative people. I actually felt like i wasnt good enough. I Thought my leadership qualities had drain away. I nearly gave up hope. Especially when i compared my form teacher to the others. And how negative my other in charge was. (dont want to name names). Like he put everything down and said it was all not possible. However, through leadership camps that i have gone, i learnt to make a stand, persevere, persistent, sacrificial, going the extra mile,  confidence, determination, and most of all doing my best. Thus, this qualities of a leader had help to to lead my class and bring the most out of it. I guess, this was the main support to Faith 33 success .:D. Hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also looking forward to lead my class in future:D.Though they may be reluctant to many things, but i believe things will gradually change. Faith 33 is pretty an awesome class so far:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God for guiding me through:D. All for the glory of God:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After National day, The M&amp;amp;N and i went down to town at 313 to have our lunch. Ate din tai fung and window shopped. Its was a mini time out and left for home. On the way back with jasmine, we went to get posh and catch a movie(*wink) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Great things fall on 6/8. It was all unexpected. The last i thought turn out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Georgia :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YOG weekend is next.:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5235986113425085991?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5235986113425085991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5235986113425085991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5235986113425085991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5235986113425085991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/national-day-2010.html' title='National day 2010'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TFv1JrULoVI/AAAAAAAADAo/hN81mfni1lE/s72-c/40564_1409377272009_1159792629_972643_6980841_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3489042251718248235</id><published>2010-08-02T19:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:51:27.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye davy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Davy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey buddy, It is really disheartening to hear that you will be leaving. Ill miss you lots.:D Sure to miss times when we spent a world of time together with the other faith 2-4 peeps. Man! it was an awesome class. Thanks for everything dude. I really look forward to see you in future. Hope you'll have a safe trip there. And may we stay in contact and be friends forever.You have been an awesome friend to me. Remember me alright?.haha. Miss you lots. Hmm. I really hate to see you leave. Tears filled when i dwell upon your departure. :(. See ya SOON. :(. Have fun!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts&lt;br /&gt;Qianhui:D.&lt;br /&gt;Ill miss you dear friend:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Hope to see you with a handphone then..haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dedicating to you dude:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends forever by vitamin C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 11px; "&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[1]&lt;/i&gt; - As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Will Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat 1 (3x)]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/694034281624289469-3489042251718248235?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3489042251718248235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3489042251718248235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3489042251718248235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3489042251718248235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/goodbye-davy.html' title='Goodbye davy'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8866230257711467186</id><published>2010-08-01T21:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:49:51.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOP 2010</title><content type='html'>FOP was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like truly, it was awesome.hehe. Friday and Saturday were both awesome. Felt that Saturday one was ..hmm. COOL to the max. Just felt it was really good. Maybe its because sherrie totally went madness with me. Especially when we danced to worship. Like woah. Crazy. :D. Basically, my whole role was crazy. we may not rock the stage but..We rock the seats.haha.Times like this are meant to be treasured. YaY. The crowd that came in was overwhelming. Never seen the Indoor stadium being so pack before. All seats were taken. Also, other than worship with planet shakers and don moen, everything else was just as awesome too. Cant express such joy to words. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it take to be at this kind of event? hmm Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I had school, chemistry workshop(milk pain.-awesome) ...blablabla. Rush home afterthat. Got a quick bath and off i rush down to the stadium. hehe. Thank God for awesome friends who safe a seat for me. Sat with luke and everthing else went the awesome way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday. Well more to say. Had my whole day pack with activities.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, I went for CIP (flag day) . Group with weiye, feng yuan and theodora. These peeps are pratically the pretty close ones to me in class. Been together since like last year. ( Friends for life). We head down to tempines as we thought was the most district place. And woah. As each passer-by here and there . Soon my tin was filled. woohoo. Cheer to me. hahaz. Good job to the rest too.&lt;br /&gt;Through this activity, i encountered pretty interesting people. Like there was this total psycho guy that went around singing.(like the ones you see on the street, at blocks). When he faced me , i gave him a smile. Just thought it would be nice to do so. As different ones here and there came by. Soon enough, i saw him coming towards me. I was petrified. I dont know what he is going to do, so i held on to my tin real tightly. He stood around for a minute and the next, he took out like a plastic bag from his pocket. That made me really scared, but i stood there. He then took out two 10 cent coin and tried to put into my tin. He didnt seem to know how to put the coins in ( like i said he wasnt right). But i guided him. Well, this is really amazing. It teaches me that " a smile is worth more that it seem". As in , come on . This guy here didnt have much cash. And like why would he come intentionally just to give me the coins. Yepps. I love the thought he has. The amount didnt matter. It really was the thought of him that had spoke to me.:D. Love you psycho guy:) Hope to see you in church one day.&lt;br /&gt;After CIP, i rushed down to bishan for tuition. Sleepy was the word for me. But i did absorbed a little.hehe. Got desserts!.yay. Cheers to betty.hahaz&lt;br /&gt;And here is where i head down to FOP. Not exactly straight there cause I was meeting Franklin and Gerald to study(supposingly the yy.but...). Studied with them for a few minutes . And then aunty tham and kimberly came . Set off for dinner. And to the bridge of the stadium to queue. hehe. Long wait though. Cant blame a typical singaporean.:D. Finally! was when we got in. Gerald seriously makes the funniest comment. silly boy. haha. I was laughing my head off when he talked back to that stranger.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked down to reserve seat.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: Sorry , I these seats are taken.&lt;br /&gt;Gerald: What makes you think i didnt take this seat first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Super hilarious. haha. Especially the expression the guy gave after that. Gerald ftw.haha. He made me laugh over and over again. Maybe some were natural. But i found it pretty funny. And i am concluding with this equation. Sherrie + Gerald/ Sherrie or Gerald = Humourous and Make me laugh till my cheeks are numb. hahaha. Thus, seating in between them during service was as awesome. :D. Ended with going back with my favourite region. FR went mountbatten to eat. Chiyean dropped off at paya lebar. Left at macpherson and leaving gerald to bishan. Had a short chat before i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about sherrie, Babe! i miss you. So much to talk about especially when we havent seen each other since ages.hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald, i promise you a soccer time soon:D. You organise. And when it comes, we'll do the bet i owe you:). Chin-ups. Tall-Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joycelyn Yew zhi ying. I havent caugt up with you. Weekends are kinda quality time with you.hahaz. I miss you. Gonna miss next saturday too.:s.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday, Had church ,ate lunch with the yy. And off to study at town with starbucks.:D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8866230257711467186?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8866230257711467186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8866230257711467186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8866230257711467186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8866230257711467186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/08/fop-2010.html' title='FOP 2010'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2986387592503880145</id><published>2010-07-31T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:54:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The eyes of mine.</title><content type='html'>I could read you .&lt;div&gt;Whenever you are down or your spirits are held high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We laugh and cry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supporting one another through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at things the same way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mountain to lean on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe thats the spirit that lives in siblings:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ GG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes i wish things spoke to me with more intrest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that once gave me chuckles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things that use to be with me everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i wish time could turn back to where things were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2986387592503880145?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2986387592503880145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2986387592503880145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2986387592503880145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2986387592503880145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/eyes-of-mine.html' title='The eyes of mine.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6755208420127739965</id><published>2010-07-29T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T22:21:57.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>influences</title><content type='html'>The people around you sure gives you the biggest influence. Like it will reflect upon the way you speak and the things run through your mind. Furthermore, the way you see things. I wonder alot about the things i say. Man! sometimes i feel that its so different like i was before. Be it good or bad. Well, the bad one sure needs to give a kick far far away. Vanish!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6755208420127739965?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6755208420127739965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6755208420127739965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6755208420127739965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6755208420127739965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/influences.html' title='influences'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8304666373720630499</id><published>2010-07-27T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T20:44:03.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Georgia</title><content type='html'>Georgia is such a sweet pie:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Knowing how to keep the smiles on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You just brigthen up my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Babe, you are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8304666373720630499?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8304666373720630499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8304666373720630499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8304666373720630499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8304666373720630499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-georgia.html' title='Sweet Georgia'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-698030724297167983</id><published>2010-07-26T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:01:08.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ailurophobia during tution</title><content type='html'>Ailurophobia acted up during tution.&lt;br /&gt;It was rather massive. I gave a sharp loud scream after hearing the call of my name. It wasnt something random as i was keeping a lookout for that annoying cat. And the fear call called to my name and i thought the cat was near. So ahhh. was how i reacted. Quick and sharp. But it was because the cat jump on the other table. woah. After that i didnt dare to let my feet get and contact with the ground. Fear was living in me. Distracted by the presence of it. :s&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine I know you feel me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday Theodora.:D&gt; Love you lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-698030724297167983?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/698030724297167983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=698030724297167983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/698030724297167983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/698030724297167983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/ailurophobia-during-tution.html' title='ailurophobia during tution'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8776909031499723278</id><published>2010-07-24T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T23:36:16.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerald's 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates on Gerald's 15 birthday surprise.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsF96XM7JI/AAAAAAAADAU/azROqo7SNsw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497494331332553874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsF96XM7JI/AAAAAAAADAU/azROqo7SNsw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only 7 among the 8ights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsF9cPKvMI/AAAAAAAADAM/hHEWUgl5q4M/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497494323245792450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsF9cPKvMI/AAAAAAAADAM/hHEWUgl5q4M/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends in contact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFQlU4rLI/AAAAAAAAC_0/Td5O-IsYnF0/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497493552591580338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFQlU4rLI/AAAAAAAAC_0/Td5O-IsYnF0/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Camwhore with pretty sherrie tan.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFQand6oI/AAAAAAAAC_s/-k6oo1psuGc/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497493549716728450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFQand6oI/AAAAAAAAC_s/-k6oo1psuGc/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFPyMz8mI/AAAAAAAAC_k/a9lFawi54G0/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497493538867507810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFPyMz8mI/AAAAAAAAC_k/a9lFawi54G0/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFPjou6MI/AAAAAAAAC_c/iE-WYrEeC6M/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497493534958086338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsFPjou6MI/AAAAAAAAC_c/iE-WYrEeC6M/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you feel updated?.hehe. Loves. Caught up with sherrie &amp;amp; 8ights people.:D. East with North.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-8776909031499723278?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8776909031499723278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8776909031499723278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8776909031499723278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8776909031499723278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/geralds-15.html' title='Gerald&apos;s 15'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TEsF96XM7JI/AAAAAAAADAU/azROqo7SNsw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1958962802169920412</id><published>2010-07-21T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:50:16.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathless by taylor swift.</title><content type='html'>"Breathless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are now&lt;br /&gt;Fresh from your war&lt;br /&gt;Back from the edge of time&lt;br /&gt;And all that you were&lt;br /&gt;Stripped to the bone&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'&amp;shy;d want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That when you feel the world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;All around your feet&lt;br /&gt;Come running headlong into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll never judge you&lt;br /&gt;I can only love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come now running headlong&lt;br /&gt;Into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down your guns&lt;br /&gt;Too weak to run&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can harm you here&lt;br /&gt;Your precious heart&lt;br /&gt;Broken and scarred&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you made it through&lt;br /&gt;I only ask that you won't go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;All around your feet&lt;br /&gt;Come running headlong into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;I'll never judge you&lt;br /&gt;I can only love you&lt;br /&gt;Come now running headlong&lt;br /&gt;Into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm so glad to see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;So good to hear your laugh&lt;br /&gt;I think that you've found you even&lt;br /&gt;Missed yourself&lt;br /&gt;I'm only asking this because I think that&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you'll never go again&lt;br /&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you feel the world is crashing&lt;br /&gt;All around your feet&lt;br /&gt;Come running headlong into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'll never judge you&lt;br /&gt;I can only love you&lt;br /&gt;Come now running headlong&lt;br /&gt;Into my arms&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;Breathless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song is applicable to most around me now. Looking at war as different dissappointment of our life. Running to my arms, Telling me whats wrong . After all, It really pleases me to see the smiles on your face. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1958962802169920412?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1958962802169920412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1958962802169920412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1958962802169920412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1958962802169920412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/breathless-by-taylor-swift.html' title='Breathless by taylor swift.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-3241439993332093339</id><published>2010-07-17T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T01:05:01.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friday night out.</title><content type='html'>Whats up for this night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Right after net, i rushed down to toa payoh through cab. Met darling Sherrie and head up to the skypark to celebrate Gerald's birthday. But we practically miss it as we were late. hahaz. Sorry dude. hehe. Had an awesome time. Catch up with some of them. And plenty of photos were taken. Wait till Sherrie uploads it.hahaz. Fire crackers too. woots. And silly Gerald keeps pressing on that he is much taller than us..hahaz. I hope he shrinks and ill get the last laugh. But that will unlikely happen. So probably thats just my wishful thinking.hahaz.Even having to be with the R8 side of the people and the only R7 girl there. hahaz. Anyway, we sure did enjoyed our time together.  hahaz. Yepps. I travelled from the east to the north. Brillian trip for this birthday boy. hahaz. I sure did had an awesome time there though.hehe.Loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for NDP rehersal tomorrow:D. Loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-3241439993332093339?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/3241439993332093339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=3241439993332093339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3241439993332093339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/3241439993332093339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-friday-night-out.html' title='Best Friday night out.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-8315675345478234057</id><published>2010-07-17T00:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:55:59.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 16 birthday , Jacinth grace leong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jacinth Grace Leong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey babe.Happy 16 birthday Though you may be all annoying and all but i still love you just the way you are. Seem like you have physicall grown a year older but mentally? im not too sure though.hahaz. You have been a real "awesome" friend. Always bullying me but brings much joy to me.hahaz. Hope you had an awesome birthday:D. LOVES.&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/694034281624289469-8315675345478234057?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/8315675345478234057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=8315675345478234057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8315675345478234057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/8315675345478234057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-16-birthday-jacinth-grace-leong.html' title='Happy 16 birthday , Jacinth grace leong'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-1689147231530215339</id><published>2010-07-15T18:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:25:41.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15 birthday gerald lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD7vAno6ZQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/mRPpgxuMTyg/s1600/DSCN1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494091389358204162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD7vAno6ZQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/mRPpgxuMTyg/s200/DSCN1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gerald Lee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey dude, sti laer emosewa gnivah uoy sa a dneirf. hehe. semit tneps htiw uoy era stnemom taht i od erusaert.hehe. I tsuj evol gnikaeps tuoba eht "curse" ew htob eveileb ni.hahaz. sti ytterp ynnuf rof eht yaw ew koot ti lla ni.hahaz. ti saw osla etiuq gniniatretne nehw ew esaet hcae rehto.hahaz. osla, tsuj gnikaeps tuoba gnihtyna ynnuf.hahaz. ruoy esnes fo ruomuh sah erus kcik pu a wef elkcuhc in em.hahaz.Oh ,dna dorwkcab si enod htiw troffe..hehe. (Sincerity counts.)hahaz. After the curse fell, all this became our signature way of speaking.hahaz. Anyway, i would like to wish you a yppah yadhtrib. May God bless you abundantly. Cheers to fellow YY. ResoL.:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Coolest friend you have ever known,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qianhui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-1689147231530215339?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/1689147231530215339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=1689147231530215339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1689147231530215339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/1689147231530215339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-15-birthday-gerald-lee.html' title='Happy 15 birthday gerald lee'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD7vAno6ZQI/AAAAAAAAC_U/mRPpgxuMTyg/s72-c/DSCN1900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-5690422722562203617</id><published>2010-07-14T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:10:24.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It my week.:D</title><content type='html'>Its been really awesome recently .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, The birthday bash for yuhung was quite well done. And when i say well done.hmm. Its really a birthday bash. hahaz. Yuhung was pratically all mess up , stink up and look like a total i dont know.hahaz. I think sharon took some photos of it.hahaz. Well, this is also the FIRST time i did such a huge one. And i was all on my own. And i got supporters thats all.hahaz. (supporter was part of messing him up.) . Love the success.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i was selected to go for the ndp rehersal. woosh cant wait.ahh.hahaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, entertainment on 5 tonight is gonna film what we did at mediacorp.haha. I wanna watch it. hehe. Try to spot me. I am really at the back.hahaz. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this is it.hahaz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-5690422722562203617?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/5690422722562203617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=5690422722562203617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5690422722562203617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/5690422722562203617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-my-weekd.html' title='It my week.:D'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-6029262937387620848</id><published>2010-07-14T16:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:36:35.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 15 birthday yuhung.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD14Ix_oAII/AAAAAAAAC_M/4CU0e3dKh0o/s1600/DSCN1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493679212716359810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD14Ix_oAII/AAAAAAAAC_M/4CU0e3dKh0o/s200/DSCN1222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY 15 BIRTHDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YUHUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raise to the universe and the milky way.:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey dude. Hope you enjoyed your birthday. hehe. Though you told me you did.hahaz. I know you want something worst than that. hehe. cheeky. Promise you for the next year's birthday bash. hahaz. Only if your "nice" friends came during the bash just now, it would turn out the best of things..hahaz. Marshemellow? bash you? hahaz. That i believe is the best of it all right?.hahaz. hmm. Chubby bunny. woohoo. You beat my record.hehe. Qianhui, the Master mind for Birthday bashes.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wondering what happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First, i had him blind folded. And then i made him hold a paper that says " please wish me happy birthday". Task: To get 20 people to wish him happy birthday. I sprayed wipped cream on him. Then as he go on , i sprayed more. Well the whole canteen was looking over. So as he went on , more wip cream was laid on him. And daiwen gave a huge pile right on his face.woah. He kept going and soon enough he attain 16 wishes.hahaz. nice one.! i was nice enough to let him off.hahaz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obstacles: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-5 wish, chubby bunny that attain him 8 marshmellows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-10 wish, egg yolk was pour over him.hahaz. opps. He sure did felt something slimy. disgusting!?!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When he took of his blind fold, he was like woah! .hahaz. I pass him the shampoo to wash up but he still smelled stinky .hahaz. A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you have been an awesome gg to me. hahaz . Thanks for being there through my ups and downs. Pull me through my times through the way of christ. hahaz. Love the times you went crazy with me. Putting up with my madness .hahaz. I want...hahaz. opps. "uh oh" ? hahaz. Its fun talking to you about georgia and dwayne. hehe. Despite being on and off with you last time, i am really glad we have gone to greater heights. hehe. Thanks for the care and concern you have showered on me. Appreciated.:D. This can go on and on. But all in all, you have been real awesome.hehe.May God bless you and hope you ENJOYED your day. Happy birthday. !  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-6029262937387620848?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/6029262937387620848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=6029262937387620848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6029262937387620848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/6029262937387620848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-15-birthday-yuhung.html' title='Happy 15 birthday yuhung.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TD14Ix_oAII/AAAAAAAAC_M/4CU0e3dKh0o/s72-c/DSCN1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-2957823957128444338</id><published>2010-07-12T18:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:36:41.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:155;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(world cup 2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I KNEW IT ! . haha Qianhui can do predictions too.woohoo. hahaz. Frankly speaking, this is my first time watching soccer and so into it. As in i did watch the match between Germany and spain and the Finals but like other Seasons not really. Just part and parcel. hahaz. Man! all for spain and i actually kill my sleep for them.hehe. I hardly kill my sleep for anything. But for Spain , of course. Everyone is giving a hoot for it. Be it the opposition or the supporters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I guess seeing spain win is giving the strenght to pull through my day. I totally didnt fall asleep in class, neither did i for tuition. I am so overwhelmed by the results that SPAIN WON!. :D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torres was super cute. I could tell he badly wants to be in the match. And i love david villa too. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-2957823957128444338?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/2957823957128444338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=2957823957128444338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2957823957128444338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/2957823957128444338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/spain.html' title='SPAIN.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4281309519943177537</id><published>2010-07-10T10:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:08:16.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediacorp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDfXZydkEXI/AAAAAAAAC_E/QXkceYK2gEE/s1600/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492095108644082034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDfXZydkEXI/AAAAAAAAC_E/QXkceYK2gEE/s200/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On thursday, i for to mediacorp with my ytsa peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ytsa peeps + yog = "you are the one singapore song/cheer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were there for part of the show, Entertainment on 5 . But we sat through the whole show. woohoo. It was super cooL . Jeanette ow, paul from polo boys, tabitha and the host . They were pretty cooL. As an audience sitting there , you get to see what behind the scenes and the rehersals. The host was super funny that we could almost laugh our heads off.hahaz. Tabitha was.. kind of bimbotic. And paul.hmm pretty cooL with his muscles and all especially with his singlet on before the show started..hahaz. He was kind of cute when he was embarrased to show his stomach muscles.hahaz. I love being at mediacorp. I dont mind a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"we'll find out if he is a man or is he... Just a little girl;)".hahahaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Netball training was awesome. Training has finally started. I dont mean we don have training but now we are all getting our heads up and moving to success. I hope:D I am looking forward to tougher trainings. yippee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4281309519943177537?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4281309519943177537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4281309519943177537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4281309519943177537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4281309519943177537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/mediacorp.html' title='Mediacorp'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDfXZydkEXI/AAAAAAAAC_E/QXkceYK2gEE/s72-c/P11-10-09_14.20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694034281624289469.post-4109505442770477144</id><published>2010-07-07T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:37:07.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Net outreach- 4 july.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDSAKY1EhMI/AAAAAAAAC-8/R79BiL_dXRU/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491154761623569602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDSAKY1EhMI/AAAAAAAAC-8/R79BiL_dXRU/s200/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I nearly forgotten to mention about Net outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome . We had alot of visitors. Well, its the most so far in my current net. We had steamboat. And I am sure everyone had an awesome time. 12 visitors. And 5 member. So there is like 17 people in my house. woah man! Loves lots. People who attended were pratically the m&amp;amp;n , school mates, my brother's friend ..etc. The girls set they eyes on this japanese boy who was my brother's friend . Their attention was all on him which i thought may have scared him. haha. poor boy. But net outreach was awesome.hehe. Loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the dissappointing part it that i had to say a goodbye to my camera.. Ill miss you. Ill miss having you in my bag all the time. Containing memories of my life. Seeing another kind of you makes me yearn to use you to take a photo..loves QianHui. :(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/694034281624289469-4109505442770477144?l=sixloveeight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/feeds/4109505442770477144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=694034281624289469&amp;postID=4109505442770477144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4109505442770477144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/694034281624289469/posts/default/4109505442770477144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixloveeight.blogspot.com/2010/07/net-outreach-4-july.html' title='Net outreach- 4 july.'/><author><name>QianHui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12519120039462710019</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/ShIyKiUHHsI/AAAAAAAABMc/zyBBMtsoMjA/S220/SANY1790.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_waBKSfzW-w4/TDSAKY1EhMI/AAAAAAAAC-8/R79BiL_dXRU/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
