<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:12:03.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pointeshoes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114736317392362936</id><published>2006-05-09T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T08:59:33.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. TOTAL &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAYNESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now. arhahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;history &lt;/span&gt;paper sucked. quite though. cause i hadnt got enough time. but arhh. it's OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after hist.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; fel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; and i went compass. then we decided on where to go. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fel&lt;/span&gt; cant make it. then kim went home to change and&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; kat&lt;/span&gt; went my house to play frums and all. &lt;em&gt;YADAH YADAH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CHIANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; BOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;brother &lt;/span&gt;wasnt home. thank god. and we had great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; taka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; kim&lt;/span&gt; was late so&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; kat&lt;/span&gt; and i ventured around everywhere. BAAAA. tried on hats. sunglasses. these that. then we went to meet &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; forever21&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;pepper lunch&lt;/span&gt; yum yum yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;also we realise &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kat &lt;/span&gt;cooked and mixed the best. hers lookes&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; yummiest&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLACK PEPPER BEEF WE LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/1600/blackpepperbeef.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/320/blackpepperbeef.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we went to&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; cine&lt;/span&gt; to buy tickets for&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; take the lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. arhahs went to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; heeren&lt;/span&gt; to take neoprint to waste time. it turned out well. i'll upload it next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;OMG&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKE THE LEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; IS &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPERB&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SEXXAYE&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. AND ARHH.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;DANCEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i felt like dancing in the cinema! &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we walked around before we got home and stuff like that.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; kat&lt;/span&gt; went home with &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tim&lt;/span&gt; went with &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kim &lt;/span&gt;home and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to blog details anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and thanks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks for the bear. i loved it so so much. it's the one i really wanted and i nver thought you buy it for me. and &lt;strong&gt;you did&lt;/strong&gt;! i loved&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; IT SO SO MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i LOVE the card too. it's SO SWEET OF YOU. MY SWEET SWEET THANG. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;YOU MAKE ME SMILE. I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114736317392362936?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114736317392362936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114736317392362936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114736317392362936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114736317392362936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-much-of-you.html' title='so much of you.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114710105390406687</id><published>2006-05-08T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:10:53.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miss you want you need you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;BIG BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;emaths-two&lt;/span&gt;. i'm like prepared and not prepared at the same time. and my whole day was spent doing nothing. just&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; stoning&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;messaging&lt;/span&gt;. AND &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FIXING MY IPOD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i bought my shorts from &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;topshop&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's many things i wanna buy so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`tht&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; fuck&lt;/span&gt; shirt.&lt;br /&gt;`the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ballet-like shoes&lt;/span&gt; from&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; ts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`the&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; forty-plus&lt;/span&gt; bag&lt;br /&gt;`a new &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wallet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;customised teddy bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. not many actually. but. that's about it for NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. i'm still fixing my dam ipod. DAM DAM THING. and i'm waiting for smses to reply.&lt;br /&gt;conversations to reply. and blah blah. i'm confused. i dont know. i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. well. at the very least i can make tht right. cause i know it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed with my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; so. there's a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;feeling inside&lt;/span&gt; i want &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; are&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; the one&lt;/span&gt;. and i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cant let &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; go&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114710105390406687?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114710105390406687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114710105390406687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114710105390406687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114710105390406687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/05/miss-you-want-you-need-you-so.html' title='miss you want you need you so.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114692961774422545</id><published>2006-05-06T23:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T08:52:08.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dearest sweetness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;superb superb&lt;/span&gt;. woke up late. slept till 11 something. saturdays are just so great. cause i can sleep till such hour and not worry that i'll be late for school. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NO SCHOOL ON MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;. YAYNESS BABY! but i have to mug for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;maths&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went out with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vira&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; san&lt;/span&gt;. those sexayyes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we went to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;esplanade&lt;/span&gt;. then realised that the library was closed cause today's &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;POLLING DAY&lt;/span&gt;. -.-" oh ya. i wonder which party my parents vote for. oh. IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET RIGHT? tsk. i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we went &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;marina square&lt;/span&gt;. venture around and realised we spend 35 over mins looking for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt; which to our disappointment was like urgh. no seats available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on our way. we past by the&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; bear shop&lt;/span&gt; on esplanade. and then the sales man explained to us about making a bag. erm. what what? the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;bear skin&lt;/span&gt;. chose the&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; fibre&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;bear hug check&lt;/span&gt;... sound &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FUN YEA&lt;/span&gt;. we wantesd to buy la. but. so expensive. and moreover we wanted to customise a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ballerina bear&lt;/span&gt;. but sigh. they dont have the outfits. then i called &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; told her i wanted one! arhahhas. she was so blur she didnt know what i was talking abt. all of us love the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;classic&lt;/span&gt; bear. and the man said it has got to do with the fact that we're&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ballerinas&lt;/span&gt;! WHAHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where's the connection&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; mr saleman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;however it is. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BALLERINAS rock(:&lt;/span&gt;. heheh. and&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; vira&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; just hope &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;san &lt;/span&gt;does come back and join us. we miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we settled down at the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;coffee club&lt;/span&gt; in marina. the place's nice. we ordered so many yummers. like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mango tango drink for me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; passion drink&lt;/span&gt; for san and&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;strawberry milk&lt;/span&gt; shake i guess for vira. yum yum. splendid. then the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;! fruits in &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;choco&lt;/span&gt; dip! BUAHAHAHAHS. YUM! then we&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; studied&lt;/span&gt; for a while &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;took pictures&lt;/span&gt; till my cam was overworked and could not work anymore and we ordered something again! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MUDDY MUD PIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. even YUMMIER. gosh. i think we grew fat just by eating tht much of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chocs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;center&gt;       &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/1600/XINVIRASAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/320/XINVIRASAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we sent san off cause she had to go and i went to&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; far east&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vira&lt;/span&gt;. walked around and all. YAY SHOPPING. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE LOVE SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;vira&lt;/span&gt; had to go and ya i sent her off to the taxi stand cause her mum called. i jus hope she'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i went to the mrt station. and waited for &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt;. SHE'S FREAKING LATE. urgh. then while i'm waiting. a woman from &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;parkistan&lt;/span&gt;(how you spell it?) talked to me. asked me if i'm singaporean then gave me her name card. how hilarious. but i'm glad she talked to me. i meant at least she chose to talk to me out of everyone. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HONOURED&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dearest&lt;/span&gt; came with her friend which suposingly i know somehow. i was pissed. cause she's late and reason being cause she was SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;silience in the train. then she walked me home as usual. something really sweet happen then before i got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mum&lt;/span&gt; ordered &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pizza&lt;/span&gt; when i got back YUMMERS again. fat fat fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm going&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ts&lt;/span&gt; again i hope tml. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;parkway&lt;/span&gt;! my sunday &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;must-go&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so happy we both got out&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;topshop discount card&lt;/span&gt; card &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mon-mon&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you so dearest. you sweetness sweet sweet thang. my beloved cheesecake. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114692961774422545?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114692961774422545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114692961774422545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114692961774422545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114692961774422545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dearest-sweetness.html' title='dearest sweetness.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114683515848618865</id><published>2006-05-05T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T06:19:18.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you can kiss her. i can french him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. just half of it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;exams aint totally over and all. there's like two more papers to go? urgh. two's stil like alot alot. cause it's &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;emaths-papertwo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HISTORY&lt;/span&gt;. the subjects i so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dread&lt;/span&gt; the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've mugged like beep* the whole week. i'm so glad it's like friday now. cause it indicates that exams are like going to be over. then again. it's only going to be over. not OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: ss and amths - it was good for ss but definately not amaths. urgh; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wenesday&lt;/span&gt;: bio and literature - both papers were good:) ; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thursday:&lt;/span&gt; emaths one and chem - both kinda yea. you know... yea ;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; friday&lt;/span&gt;: chinese - sucked so beep* much. failing failing failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ANYHOWS i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; today la. had so much fun with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kat &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; tim&lt;/span&gt;. I SWEAR i'm so gonna do the dare the next time. "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOTSTUFF. your number please?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bahhhh. we should go more of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tht kinda shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; next time kat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mal&lt;/span&gt;. i so love you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;prettayes&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I NEED CHOCS.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; HERSHEY'S MY BABY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cookies n creame&lt;/span&gt; yummers. 4 bars please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and. i dont know. why cant i just stop thinking if beep* 's looking here. i loathe it. stop making me get the wrong idea. a wrong dream is already so urghhh. please okay. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dont look my way&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;assumptions&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sensitivity&lt;/span&gt;. gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;going out with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vira&lt;/span&gt; tml(:&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; esplanade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyhows i really miss you. and i do love you dearest. you're too good to be true. you're all i ever needed. you sweetness. i cant stop loving you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114683515848618865?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114683515848618865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114683515848618865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114683515848618865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114683515848618865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-can-kiss-her-i-can-french-him.html' title='if you can kiss her. i can french him.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114634379229612029</id><published>2006-04-30T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T14:13:38.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watch my mouth;read my lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;like oh my god. i know i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A NEW LAYOUT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; BROWN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;TOTALLY VINTAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alrights. finally after so many days of&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;april &lt;/span&gt;that had gone by. i'm blogging. and this will be my one and only post for april. cause it's the 30th. and april has only got &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;30days&lt;/span&gt;. buaahahs. wow. i know. dont drop your jaws or roll your eyes. i know you're probably going mouth the words 'you could have close it down for good' &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;or maybe&lt;/span&gt; 'such a lazy toot. fancy having a blog and totally leaving it to hibernate and hopefully store energy to continue rotting and decomposing till some alien invasion on earth coming crashing all computers.' &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;or maybe maybe&lt;/span&gt; 'UPDATE LA! YOUR BLOG HAS BEEN ON A TERRIBLE HUNGER STRIKE! YOU NEED TO FEED IT WITH WORDS'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm totallly &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;assuming&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rattling my ass&lt;/span&gt; off. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;talking nonsense&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here's to my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;new layout&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. as you know i havent been blogging. blah blah blah. simply because my stubborn brains of mine are unwilling to blog unless i come up with a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;new skin&lt;/span&gt;. nah. not really. that's not the reason. it's just cause. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; has been a... &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;wholesome&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; tiring&lt;/span&gt; month. yea. and i was like yaking and disturbing &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mai &lt;/span&gt;one day during&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; chinese&lt;/span&gt; class. suddenly i came up with this phrase: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;watch my mouth ;read my lips.&lt;/span&gt; really random though XD and i had been looking through templates for quite awhile to inquire some ideas on how to do my next layout. yea and i found settled down with something brown and laid back which is, this one. my fav colour is&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; red&lt;/span&gt; but i figured brown would be as nice. cause it's a &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;vintage&lt;/span&gt; colour.&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; vintage's&lt;/span&gt; just the best. yup. played around my adobe once again. and TADAA! POOFF* a new layout! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm addded stuffs to my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;content&lt;/span&gt;. yup. stuffs like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;past layouts&lt;/span&gt; - which you can click on the links and they'll navigate you to the pictures of my previous layouts respectively. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt;: HIPS DONT LIE(: SEXY SEXY MUSIC! and once again, i would like to say that i did not credited anyone except &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;deviantart&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adobe &lt;/span&gt;in the contribution of my layout. cause it's an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;original work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay that' s about it. i'll blog more later in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;btw. it's 4.41pm in the morning now and i couldnt sleep a wink. that's why i'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; here(:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BOO.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; exams are coming!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s i love my cheesecake.&lt;/em&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/16545629-114634379229612029?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114634379229612029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114634379229612029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114634379229612029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114634379229612029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/04/watch-my-mouthread-my-lips.html' title='watch my mouth;read my lips'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114312174179222652</id><published>2006-03-22T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:47:42.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too long for lengthy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my blog like SO rotting and all decomposed. arhahhas. alright here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;UPDATES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sports day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saint cat&lt;/span&gt; won &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;. we're just too good(:&lt;br /&gt;i got 3rd 100m&lt;br /&gt;3rd 200m&lt;br /&gt;2nd 4x400m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(okay i like sucked and deproved so much for running. i'm such a disappointment. HAHAS.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;cher's&lt;/span&gt; party: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FUN(: i love the&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; choco fountain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i bought her a gstring from minoshe (so hot hot hot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sat and sun&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i kinda forgot what happened. arhahhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH HOLIDAYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when out wtih&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; kats&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;! we took neos. pretty funny though. but it's still nice. sat at starbucks. shopped around and all(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tues i went for &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kim'&lt;/span&gt;s bbq at savannah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a great time with her family.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; andrea&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;riane&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alena&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;auntie joan&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;auntie jen&lt;/span&gt;! wahahahhas. i wanted to sleepover but i cant! BOO HOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had maths on wed. went taka. shopped like again. it's so boring. cause all the high-ends stuff. so overseen and all. so tired of them. nah. not everything's my type. went to eat japanese bbq dono whatever steamboat. arhahhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to subscribe my &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;seventeen card&lt;/span&gt; on thursday i guess. then went taka again. urgh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i did on friday. oh went running at the staduim with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt;. then ate supper.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; satay&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;meepok.&lt;/span&gt; wahhahas. and &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;MILO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat. wwas bro's birthday celebration. and also. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YOUR birthday&lt;/span&gt;. i went ballet from 2 plus. then for perfromance. meet &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;san&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; elvira&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;jodi&lt;/span&gt; and all. miss san so much arhahas. we bought so many brownies. we ate talked. watched. splendid performance i tell you all. the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; french connection ROCK SO HARD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came back and cheryl was here. we had fun awhile then she left at 1 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was horrendous. cause it was&lt;em&gt; rush homework day&lt;/em&gt;. last day of holidays. how good could it get? sigh.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; ren&lt;/span&gt; came over. did mind map me me till 8something. blah blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THEN SCHOOL REPOENS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AC AC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;training training&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;homework homework&lt;/span&gt;. urgh. arhahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the whole thingy's like so in brief and short description cause i'm so running short of time. my blog post like a summary of those post for like... 11 days or more. arhhas. it's so briefed. i'll talk more bout it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tilll next time(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and will you tell all your friends&lt;br /&gt;you've got your gun to my head&lt;br /&gt;this all was only wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;or was it you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fantasy made into reality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/16545629-114312174179222652?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114312174179222652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114312174179222652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114312174179222652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114312174179222652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/03/too-long-for-lengthy.html' title='too long for lengthy.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114191679549399323</id><published>2006-03-09T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T07:10:35.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>final showdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TML'S SAINT JOSEPH'S FEAST DAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TML'S SPORT DAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAINT CATHERINE'S &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GONNA STORM THE STADIUM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ESPECIALLY IN CHEERLEADING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JUST WATCH IT(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/16545629-114191679549399323?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114191679549399323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114191679549399323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114191679549399323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114191679549399323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/03/final-showdown.html' title='final showdown.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114148292941288848</id><published>2006-03-04T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T01:04:31.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby i wanna know. if it's love cause by you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whahahas. my days are getting&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; busier&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;busier&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;busier&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;busier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; busier&lt;/span&gt;. arhahhas. cause evryday's pack like... &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;. so much to do. so little time. if only i could split myself up into many many many parts. then things will be done all so faster XD then there will be so many &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xinS&lt;/span&gt; around. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HOW FUN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yea. that's my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;retarded&lt;/span&gt; introduction of today's entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i got BACK MY&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; EMATHS&lt;/span&gt; PAPER. SO &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HORRENDOUS&lt;/span&gt; I TELL YOU. TOTALLY TOTALLY &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;HORRENDOUS&lt;/span&gt;. cause. yea. i.. did not do well. and it just takes one pathetic mark to cheer me up. unfortunately. i'm not that blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEERLEADING&lt;/span&gt;(: had practice almost everyday. well. except for tml. tpday was in serangoon staduim. i got sunburnt! was there since 8something in the morning then noon alright. SO TOTALLY SORCHED under the sun. my tan's unproportionate &gt;.&lt; &lt; style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SAINT CATHERINE'S SO GONNA ROCK THIS YEAR'S CHEERLEADING COM ON SPORTS DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; wahhahahhas. buahahahs. really really. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nobody's gonna bring us down&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that went mac's with&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt; anita&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gen&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nina&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lynn&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ann&lt;/span&gt;. arhahhas. then we started making fun of people. we're not mean. but the people are really&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; hideous&lt;/span&gt;. i mean what they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then i went to compass. looked for&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; ren&lt;/span&gt; and then joined&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;joce&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;fitz&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sam&lt;/span&gt; they all at kfc. met ms lily and went&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; bel's&lt;/span&gt; place for the SL meeting. then we went starbucks. chatted and then. ya i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rushed for ballet. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BALLET&lt;/span&gt; was fun today. cause &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ms pang&lt;/span&gt; did grade 7 work with us. whahahs. so &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bringing back of memories&lt;/span&gt;. cause we all already did this grade's examination. yupyup. and then we watched the juniors do it and we did as well. we managed to like yea rememeber some. ESPECIALLY MY EXAMINATION DANCE - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FREE MOVEMENT&lt;/span&gt;! whahahahs. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love that dance&lt;/span&gt; so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then after that i went to mini toons to buy gummies with elvira. there will be a ballet performance by the FRENCH CONNECTIONS ON 18MARCH at the esplanade. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;elvira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;joanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; jodi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;daphne &lt;/span&gt;are going! it's gonna be fun! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ms pang's&lt;/span&gt; going too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh ya on firday wen out with my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;big eye darling&lt;/span&gt; to ps after cheerleading(: sat at &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;starbucks&lt;/span&gt;. i complained bout the service and we got free drinks coupon as compensation. hahahs. look's like we're bound to like go back for some chill out session.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; it's all about STARCUCKS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;after that. &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fetched me home. we sat awhile when i reached serangoon. and talked. then walked me home again. and. i really treasure that&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then came back. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;shokwen&lt;/span&gt; came to my house and we talked till quite late. almost to ten i tell you. had a great time. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HILARIOUS I TELL YOU&lt;/span&gt;. arhahhas. time flew by so fast when we're talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then blah blah blah. so much things for three days. so long an entry yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;changed my blog song btw(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE NEVER FAILS TO SURPRISE AND ENTERATAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;got an angel at my beside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;watching over me tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;smiling from a photograph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and everything's just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;been dreaming of you before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and now it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my heart is beating just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;baby i wanan know if it's love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;cause by you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114148292941288848?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114148292941288848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114148292941288848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114148292941288848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114148292941288848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/03/baby-i-wanna-know-if-its-love-cause-by.html' title='baby i wanna know. if it&apos;s love cause by you.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114122382764555402</id><published>2006-03-01T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T06:37:07.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant stop. thinking bout you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;updates(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sport heats&lt;/span&gt;: got into 100m 200m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                         and for 400m super wasted. got into the finals but i fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                         all thanks to my stomach flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                         another two rely events 1X100 and 1X400.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fencing:&lt;/span&gt; quite okay(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ballet:&lt;/span&gt; like on hiatus. arhahhs. but still going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cheerleading:&lt;/span&gt; finishing dance.(: YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. yea. I FOUND THE SONGS FOR &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CHEERLEADING&lt;/span&gt;. yay. i'm so smart. oh ya. i wanna apologise. to all thse people at sports heats today. in some way or another i kinda pissed you people off when i fainted. i'm really sorry. ms tan's really nice. she bought milo for me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm so sorry catherine for having wasted the 400m. omg. nvm forget it. dont wanna talk abt it. i havent done my emaths ct paper. hahahs. oh ya tml's is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUTTYKAT'S BIRTHDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and on &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;21st&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;small bro&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;karen's&lt;/span&gt; birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SO MANY &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BIRTHDAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; TO LOOK FORWARD TO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will update again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please just dont play with me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my paper heart will bleed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this way for destiny wont do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be with me please i beseech you(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114122382764555402?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114122382764555402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114122382764555402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114122382764555402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114122382764555402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/03/cant-stop-thinking-bout-you.html' title='cant stop. thinking bout you.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114079805540222431</id><published>2006-02-24T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T08:59:13.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>game of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;blah blah blah(: days were great so far. i guess it's just the good happenings and people around me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. so far. my days are just &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ordinarily good&lt;/span&gt;. everyday's almost the same here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/1600/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/320/work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;training&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heerleading&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;balle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;;and other stuffs and all. everyday there's just something to do. and quite alot of do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; SS&lt;/span&gt; today. paper was managable. everything but the damn political cartoon. sigh. nevermind about it. then had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LITERATURE&lt;/span&gt;. ARHAHHAS. IT WAS FUNNY. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;KIM&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KAT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FITZ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; FEL&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; did the telecast roleplaying whatever thingy. scored full marks. IT WAS A BLAST LA. cause you know. we're like so unpreapred and last-minute. wahahs. anyway. we all did a great great job(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then training and then j8. met some kim kat hyr tim. yea. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pasta mania&lt;/span&gt;. and yea later met someone. and yea we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something great happened then again. i talked to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;terence&lt;/span&gt;. yea. to think that we can still remain as good friends after all the past that had been through and through and then the break up. i'm so glad that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;terence&lt;/span&gt; had decided to go serious with his current. i'm so happy for him. and yea we did talked alot. about the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy moments&lt;/span&gt; we once had. and i'm glad that he's very blissful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry still terence. for flirting then. maybe you have made me thought over and over again on the times i've flirted. and that i&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; should learn to be serious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt;. i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;comprising&lt;/span&gt; as much as i can now. maybe someday i'd come to realise what true love meant. and not judging my own superficially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wana end my game of love. and understand that love aint a game after all. and there's nothing bout losing or winning especially. and to appreciate those who treated me seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i will for you whom i think is worth it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I would give my heart give you the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;risk losing everything I got&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd give it all to you though I don't wanna stop &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/1600/CIMG1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's the right thing to do.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114079805540222431?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114079805540222431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114079805540222431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114079805540222431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114079805540222431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/02/game-of-love.html' title='game of love'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114036562978981731</id><published>2006-02-19T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T08:13:49.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friday. was really great. cause i had&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; fencing&lt;/span&gt; and we the sec 3 (seniors [= ) trained the sec ones together with the sec twos as well. it was really fun. arhahas. we did pt and footwork. afterwhich i left for cheerleading and they played captain's ball(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; was as good. the formation is superb and the music's just great. the dance steps are good. and the people are THE BEST! wahhahas. what to say? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SAINT CATHERINE ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt; we will win the cheerleading this coming march. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE REDS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILL VICTORY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay(: so much for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;saint catherine&lt;/span&gt;. then after that i went to ps with&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; wing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;mai.&lt;/span&gt; ate gelare. then walked around. arhahhs. we're practically have fun la. cause we were looking for relfecting surfaces in the mall so that we can use them as mirrors. wahahahs. then &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;was there too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then ya. after that i went back to school. got the powerpoint slides for the ptm and &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; fetched me home. wheees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sat was great too. went out with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bro&lt;/span&gt; to look at drums. he's buying a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;drum set&lt;/span&gt;. cool eh? whahahahs. WHEEE. then i wen to buy my new earphones.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i love 'em!&lt;/span&gt; then i came back and uncle and aunties were playing mahjong as usual. the sat relatives mahjong session never fails to commence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today. i went back &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mom's&lt;/span&gt; place and my other friend's place. i miss her alot. uh huh(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yes. i would like to thank my lovely &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;darren&lt;/span&gt; who has been there for me each and everytime. wheees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and my lovely &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; kat&lt;/span&gt;. I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then more of which i'm lazy to blog(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;iloveyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i do i do i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my one and only dar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114036562978981731?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114036562978981731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114036562978981731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114036562978981731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114036562978981731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love.html' title='i love.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-114010392138461781</id><published>2006-02-16T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:32:04.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful day. today and tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;left my blog to hibernate while i'm so busy with school stuff and neglected it. alrights. hahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first of all. before i blog. i wanna apologise to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;puttykat&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; san francisco&lt;/span&gt; especially. and all the&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; other people&lt;/span&gt; around me. cause i was having mood swing i kinda gave you all a little could shouder every now and then. sorry. i'm pms-ing. and tell you. it's not a good feeling, definately so not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;valentine's &lt;/span&gt;good good(: hehehs. roses and sweets and chocolates and many more. thanks you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;darlings &lt;/span&gt;for everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;jermaine's&lt;/span&gt; birthday btw. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JER JER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;went to min's place after training to celebrate. had loads of fun. but i'm too lazy to blog out the contents. i'm really tired and all. it's a good thing that i blog at the very least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm so glad it's friday tml. neednt ask why. cause i'm not telling. it's just a very great day indeed. to look forward to tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;tml's hmm. ptm? mom and dad cant make it. cause they're clients to entertain. neways. i needa do some plannings for tml. sigh. cheerleading or training or ss make-up lesson. urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;see the amount of stuff awaiting on my schedule. totally cramped and clashing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm stuck. whatever it is. i'm like so tired now. and i need sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;so. i'll update again. soon i hope(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i promised i'll think of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;infact i am. already am.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enjoying every moment i could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;spent illustrating you in my very mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're my very thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could make up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the very person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i missed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-114010392138461781?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/114010392138461781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=114010392138461781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114010392138461781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/114010392138461781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/02/wonderful-day-today-and-tomorrow.html' title='wonderful day. today and tomorrow'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113967236886971685</id><published>2006-02-11T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T08:20:08.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love's in the air.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whahahs. people people. i've changed the blog layout again. cause you know the previous one. was a failure. cause i accidentally screwed up all the html. and i couldnt mend it back. poor me. i tell you those hours sitting here doing this darn one thing is&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; torturous&lt;/span&gt;. really. i bet you guys would never wanna try. even a teeny weeny wee bit of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright. notice the main colours of this layout. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kim's &lt;/span&gt;favourite colours. i used the pastel colours of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;adobe illustrator pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. uh huh. and the messy brushed too. to make it more you know filled up with stuffs. and the music. i changed it. ramdonly chose it that is. and yes. i dont know the title! hahhas. but it's beautifully isnt it? i bet lovely &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dodo&lt;/span&gt; will like it(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay updates. thursday. training. tired day. cause after training had to rush my homework. i had lots of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; homework that day. cause i have an essay to finish up. and i finished all my homework at 11.30pm. and i had to study for literature test the following day and i went through bits and pieces of&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; chinese&lt;/span&gt; vocabs for &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; test tml too. and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;. i was too tired. i decided to take a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friday. was&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; horrendous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cause of those test.&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; history&lt;/span&gt; was a totally bluff through and yes. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;. omg. i dont understand a thing. the words are beyond understandable for me. considering my &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;chinese &lt;/span&gt;standard. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;literature.&lt;/span&gt; omg. my mind was blank. i couldnt think. i wrote crap. hahahas. then i went for training. and blah blah. went home with ash. talked to my&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;darling puttykat&lt;/span&gt; on the phone. for 2hours plus. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;san francisco&lt;/span&gt; cant call to join the conversation. her sister was using the phone. sigh. there's always next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;puttyka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;san francisco&lt;/span&gt;(: and then i woke up at approximately 11 plus in the morning today. then i went to clean up myself ate breakfast ans went to parkway parade with &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;papa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;spastic cutesy younger bro&lt;/span&gt;. oh ya. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;big bro&lt;/span&gt; got back his o's. he did pretty okay. so proud of my&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; bro&lt;/span&gt;! and ya. pap bought my a new &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;german sabre&lt;/span&gt; from zfencing. i so love it. thanks a bunch papa! and then mama and i went isetan and we went shopping. for hair acessories. i bought some. i bought three clips. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;(forschool) and my favourite &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i bought a&lt;/span&gt; red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; hairband too! i so love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. then came home in the evening. i did some touch up to my blog. sms-ed &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt;(: and yup. ate dinner. blah blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i love&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; sat&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/1600/Lit__Roll_Eyes_by_thren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 31px" height="42" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1523/487/320/Lit__Roll_Eyes_by_thren.jpg" width="70" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;urdays&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sundays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; monday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; thursday&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cause of the wonderful people who fills my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cant live without any &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt; one of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you. and i mean a whole bunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm going crazy. and it's all your fault(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahas. i'm so glad you're here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're begining to fill my wonderful life oh-so soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll be my everything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113967236886971685?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113967236886971685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113967236886971685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113967236886971685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113967236886971685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/02/loves-in-air.html' title='love&apos;s in the air.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113940959081465813</id><published>2006-02-08T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T06:41:58.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont want to stop. dancing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i dont want to stop. cause i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i cant. cause it seemed evocative.&lt;br /&gt;pirouettes not.&lt;br /&gt;and i knew. i had to. i want to.&lt;br /&gt;go through it all once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to stop. cause i'll still.&lt;br /&gt;still dance for you. knowing you wont appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;it matters not. not even if you werent here.&lt;br /&gt;knowing you wont see. i'd assume.&lt;br /&gt;that you had left a mark. in my life.&lt;br /&gt;you've begulle. my thoughts. feelings.&lt;br /&gt;you didnt want an encore.&lt;br /&gt;you said. my footwork was tedious.&lt;br /&gt;it was beyond understandable.&lt;br /&gt;too perfect. too graceful. too finesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said. and i'll still.&lt;br /&gt;still dance for you. knowing you will somehow.&lt;br /&gt;come back for my performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. it's a&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; tiring&lt;/span&gt; day once again. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;mouvement libre dramatique&lt;/span&gt; is a name of a beatifully chereographed dance of rad(: it involves the usage of a scarf. yup. ive this dance alot. the music's rally nice. and it's steps are really flowing requring alot of&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; finessity&lt;/span&gt; from a dancer. and also. lots of facial expressions. anyway again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'VE A TEST TOMORROW. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHEMISTRY&lt;/span&gt;. god bless me. arh. so much learn so little time.&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING TOMORROW. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till next time again.&lt;/em&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/16545629-113940959081465813?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113932495800359777</id><published>2006-02-07T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T07:12:39.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mouvement libre dramatique.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello people. back for a short hiatus. not really hiatus. but yea. havent blog for long. as usual. and this time i'm back with a new layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MOUVEMENT LIBRE DRAMATIC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. i made it myself. template'ss from blogskins. picture's from deviantart. and i totally love this picture, i've picked this out of alot that had caught my eye. but this one was most unique. and most of all it relates to dance - ballet;mylife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. the layout is pretty plain and all. but my previous ones were pretty big and too complex. too much informations and details on the design and all. i just want something plain and nice this time. cause i'm relating this to dance. i want people to see dance as simple yet beautiful one. you know. it's not a very difficult thing to understand overall. and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; isnt just about showing people your work but also enjoying every step of it. cause &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; aint an talent used to show-off. you dont just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt; anyone. you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; your audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a pretty simple layout. not much of adobe photoshop illustrator used. the contents are pretty much the same as well. and yes the music. it's from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;final fantasy 10.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;melody of life.&lt;/span&gt; i love this song. it's so classical. so classic. arhhas i'm repeating myself. but it's very &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ballet&lt;/span&gt;. really. very very ballet. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;classical &lt;/span&gt;ballet&lt;/span&gt; that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's for now everyone. i've got so much work to do after this. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;revision.&lt;/span&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today. it was really tiring. and there's so many &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tests&lt;/span&gt; on fri. chinese;lit; blah blah and all. sigh! arhhh ): so stressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i miss you girl i do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113844296057179867</id><published>2006-01-28T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T02:11:14.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year eve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chinese new year's tomorrow. yay! i cant wait okay. i cant wait to see my 'once-a-year' relatives' and also my other relatives and my cousins and friends and blah blah the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all i cant wait to eat! but my teeth is hurting. i just went for tightening not long ago. and the ang-baos too(: money money. means. SHOPPING SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see cuzzie &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;derica&lt;/span&gt;. i missed you derica! alot alot. i missed shopping with you. and talkking till wee hours with you. we shall do that on chinese new year alright girl? and go for late movies like we used to do and takl abt guys like how we used to do when we're really young. it still didnt changed. i'm glad you're my best childhood cuzzie(: much love to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks alot&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; darren&lt;/span&gt;! thanks for everything. being there for me each and everytime. hearing my utter nonsencical rubbish about people who ruined my day. buahahas. and good luck for your driving test. YOU MUST PASS. cause it's a DEAL that you've to drive me to school every morning! opps. wahahahs. and it's also a DEAl that you'll bring me to the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;balcony. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whahahas. kate's so demanding. right? tsk tsk(: MUCH LOVE TO DARREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;reunion dinner&lt;/span&gt; later! all the nice food! WHEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will blog again!&lt;/em&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/16545629-113844296057179867?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113844296057179867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113844296057179867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113844296057179867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113844296057179867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/chinese-new-year-eve.html' title='chinese new year eve.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113802816160175164</id><published>2006-01-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T05:49:28.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lay them low.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i failed amths test. no surprise. okay. i'm in a very foul mood now. not because of anything regarding school. infact. i hope so much to stay in school and never go back. cause... i just dont like going back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;faux&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. everything. so tight-up. you understand? you hear? i'm telling you. i certainly dont enjoy being watched for everything i do, say and even hear. i feel like. it isnt there. like the others. cause i'm begining to dislike them alot. alot alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i would say. i've longed not &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;respected&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you already. cause of the things you do. i must say. i used to hold you in high honour. now no. cause. it jsut went away. went away. the things you do. you changed. ever since the day you eloped with her. i dont see you. the old you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you're so different now. arrogance. is that all you've got. you taught me always to be humble of all my achievements. and there you are. flaunting them all. yes money makes the world go round now. if you have them you can do anything. but one thing i know. you cant buy back the respect and love that i used to have on you like a child-like dependent way. i fear you. cause you're not who i used to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's been years. emity must end. i know you want to. but it's not taking any action. i have my flaws too. i disappoint you. alot. i know. i'm sorry. i'm not as perfect as i used to be. the little girl you've always known. i'm rebellious. but i cant help it. i just cant stand you at times. or rather most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm confused. it aint supposed to be a child matter. cause it's only concerns the adult world. but would you all please. i beg you. stop drawing the line across. and for once. erase it off. i dont know who to listen and trust. i want you all to know. i'm still a child. you all had me into this world not to listen to your rubbish. and stop telling me how bad each and other are. if this carries on. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'll hate all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i beg of you. to give me more of what i need. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not material-ly. you would discover that the smile i would give will be much of exuberance when you can give me what i need. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;emotionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113802816160175164?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113802816160175164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113802816160175164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113802816160175164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113802816160175164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/lay-them-low.html' title='lay them low.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113759310904971127</id><published>2006-01-18T22:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T06:20:05.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;urgh. i'm so drained out. everything's so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;screwed&lt;/span&gt; around me. well not everything. but everything involving &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;maths&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;amaths&lt;/span&gt; esp. this whole week. ever since tues i had been having test. yes &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;amaths&lt;/span&gt; on tues. today the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;emaths&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;amaths&lt;/span&gt;) one. and tml. bio cells test. what's the world with its test? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. for the next few seconds. i'm gonna whine. alot.whine like. I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;! I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;! I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;! I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;! I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;! I HATE &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MATHS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whining session over. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i must LOVE MATHS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and there's just so many things. esp homework. so much. i have a totally difficult-for-me chinese compo to write and a commonwealth essay. and i havent started on them. how atrocious. my brain's still in a hibernating state. i cant go on with this hibernating brain of mine =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;house prac&lt;/span&gt; today. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw novices individual. dont ask why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;novices team event&lt;/span&gt; this sun. wheeeeees(: and cca fair tml too. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BRING ALL EQPMS AND SUITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very busy very busy very busy. very tired too :(&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/16545629-113759310904971127?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113759310904971127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113759310904971127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113759310904971127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113759310904971127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/screwed.html' title='screwed.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113682090931437369</id><published>2006-01-09T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:48:49.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;novice's &lt;/span&gt;this weekend. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;individual&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. shugs. so rush. so...fast. i'm not mentally prepared. i've training tml. yes. training on a public holiday. i would rather have it. train hard for the com and do well and get something. hopefully. pretty nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also next weekend. sun. it's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;team event&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm on team A with&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;cher&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kailing&lt;/span&gt;. and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;chrissy&lt;/span&gt;(: we'll do our very best. and win something. yes we can. we will yea we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;camp's&lt;/span&gt; on wed to fri. but i'm more worried for the weekend. i'm excited for camp. 3grace came out with lots good cheers! high elements. team building. community service and all :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just did a quick brief tick through of the stuff i dont have and have to get them tml. yup. i cant find my nike camp bag -.-" urgh. atrocious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to tuck in early today. cause i need energy for the shopping trip tml and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TRAINING&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tedious schedule i have here. have mercy on me. i need to revise amaths too. cause i cancelled tuition as my trainings are taking over the days of my tuition days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godbless me. may i pass amaths test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dont give up&lt;/span&gt; xin! :DD&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/16545629-113682090931437369?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113682090931437369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113682090931437369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113682090931437369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113682090931437369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-give-up.html' title='dont give up.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113647450207607795</id><published>2006-01-05T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T07:28:34.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blur sotong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whahas. the first week of school is like gonna be over soon. and then soon. the real schooling lessons will start on the 3rd week. yups. next week's camp week. wed to fri. wheees. arhahas CAMP! my mood pretty brightened already. cause i've stop thinking of someone. yes. actually not. okay. sometimes. okay? sometimes i still do. but it's depleting. whahas. so geog eh? ozone depletion. SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yes. SCHOOL. i must keep saying to myself. cause i'm still pretty much in the holiday mood. arhahahs. wake up xin! wake up! oh ya. and kim and mal keep calling my sotong and blur. okay so blur sotong then. cause i'm like so sleepy everyday. wahahhas. and very BLUR! yes i am. i've no idea what you're talking about unless you repeat it and explain slowly. my brains are hibernating. ARHAHAHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's the first week. and my schedule's like very packed and tight already. ballet. training. tutition. these that. sigh. i started tuition on the first day of school. SO GUAI. arhahs. not really. just that i'm really very unpreapred for the amaths test on 18jan. i hope i'll do well. i really have to study hard this year. yes. stop playing a fool. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuition's pretty much for maths. i had it today again. and i did algebra. i dont really like algebra. cause i dont like maths. simple. cause i'm not good at it. arhhahas. and it's very tedious la. really. brain racking. considering i'm having brain hibernation. it's as good as brain dead. arhahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and yep. 3grace's very enthu. hehehs. uh huh. fun class(: cause at least everyone will take an effort to bond when we sang the camp songs. hehes :D fencing competition's coming next week and next next week. STRESS. i wanna give my very best. yep. alot of cca also having competition too. like netball and volleybal too! good luck in everyway everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;signs off.&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/16545629-113647450207607795?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113647450207607795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113647450207607795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113647450207607795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113647450207607795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/blur-sotong.html' title='blur sotong.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113628890547005488</id><published>2006-01-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T04:08:02.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school reopens once again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;school reopens's today. i'm happy. cause i see &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ryse&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; fitz&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; mal&lt;/span&gt; again. and we're together again. i miss them so much during the holidays. it feels great to sit down together and talk abt stuff during recess. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. new class. new people. not really new people :D some la. i'm sitting beside &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; in class! and beside me too samantha(: yup. uh huh. new teachers. mr tan is our form teacher. yes 3grace that is. a very typical day. cause. i wasnt really in the schooling mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i miss you hell loads. i cant hold on any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;please teach me to forget. i beg you...&lt;/em&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/16545629-113628890547005488?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113628890547005488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113628890547005488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113628890547005488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113628890547005488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/school-reopens-once-again.html' title='school reopens once again.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113621407691524653</id><published>2006-01-02T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:04:36.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heys people. here we go. i've got a new layout. entitled kathe. arhahas. my name. this layout is done by karen. thanks alot babe. using adobe illustrator as usual. she used brushes for everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. inspired by the fort minor cd cover according to her. she came out with a great design. thank you once again. she did it like in an hour? she's good i must say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yup. this is the first time i'm not doing a layout by myself. pretty sick of doing them. and karen was desgning smth. so i thought that i could use it as a blog template. and wa la! this is the result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;more links this time. but contends stays the same. the layout's white? arhhaas. i dono. but it is certainly larger than the previous one kidnapped away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay how i titled this new layout. actually i dont know. cause karen just wrote my name there and all. so i thought i wouldnt want to change it and all. yups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and for the song. it's featuring.&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE PUSSYCAT DOLLS. stickwitu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. yup a very nice song. very meaning song. i love this song alot. "nobody gonna love me better. i must stickwitu forever". yes. that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will write again. tml's sch's reopening. gotta catch some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;HAPPY SCH REOPEN DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113621407691524653?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113621407691524653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113621407691524653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113621407691524653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113621407691524653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/kathe.html' title='kathe.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113611111436021253</id><published>2006-01-01T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T04:53:55.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;okay i dont really have a last blogspot of the year. i apologise. cause there were so many happenings and all. i dont really have the time to type them down you see. and even if i have the time. i felt a little lazy XD buhahahas. yea. cause there's just so much to tell and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;right. TODAY'S THE FIRST DAY OF YEAR 2006! how wonderful! i'm not being sarcastic here ya. it's really wonderful and exciting. i cant wait ot head back to school to see everyone. but not to face those lifeless books =x . wheeehehes. well. what can i say? education is real impt. and it will be first on my pirority list for 2006. i have to work hard. slacking's bad. really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE'S HOW IT GOES. MY PIRORITY LIST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one/studies. and of course my family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;two/friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;three/school stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;four/ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;five/fencing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. and the rest just follows. basically that's the five impt things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;uh huh. and i said i'll post on my birthday. but just in brief alright? alrights. all the darlings came. the adults played mahjong. chit-chat. watched tv. drank beer wine and all. and we all. the girls were up and my room. go crazy and mad. we climb out of the window of my room and we shouted liek mad people. saying merry christmas to the people passing by at the over head bridge. talking away. it feels really great. till my mom scolded us =x. wahahahas. then we played a fool la. me and cecilia but ballons in our shirts and acted like pregnant ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;arhhahas. hilarious. and we danced. played music. blast them and all. drank peppermint 7up vodka. watever it is called. i made it. arhahhas. then when it was the birthday cake time. the girls sang so loudly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;arhahs. thank you dalrings i love you all! then they smashed cream on my face. and yes everyone got it. and they tricked me you know. cause cecilia was the first one who got it and all. then i taught we're sabotagin her once again. everyone said so. and then i stood there. when everyone turned to me and then CHARGE!! i got it. =.=" but it was fun la. that's about it. there's more. but i'm lazy. BUT IT SURE IS FUN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and for the new year's sleepover party. refer to karen's and wen's blog for details. i'm a lazy pig. i need a break from typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whahahhas. KAREN'S LOOKING AT ME BLOG. STRESS! arhhas. nah joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;gonna have fun! tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IT'S A NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A NEW AND BEAUTIFUL BEGINING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LIKE A STORY YET TO BE TOLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113611111436021253?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113611111436021253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113611111436021253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113611111436021253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113611111436021253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113584363711166636</id><published>2005-12-29T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:46:31.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alright. i'm very okay today. really okay. i said i'm okay. and i expect you to believe i'm okay. i've never been so okay. and i'm telling you i feel really okay. it's the truth that i'm okay. yes it is. very okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm &lt;em&gt;sorry&lt;/em&gt; for everything.&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/16545629-113584363711166636?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113584363711166636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113584363711166636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113584363711166636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113584363711166636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-so-okay.html' title='i&apos;m so okay.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113575249964926464</id><published>2005-12-28T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:44:24.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a word of thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello hello people. i'm back from my birthday xmas party and all that. my birthday was really great. big blast. i love you all who came. and all the lovely prezzies i recieved from you all. not forgetting all those people who wished me happy birthday. called and smsed and came. i cant thank you people any better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad and mom&lt;br /&gt;bros and sis&lt;br /&gt;my nannies&lt;br /&gt;aunties and uncles&lt;br /&gt;grandpa and grandmas&lt;br /&gt;uncle dan&lt;br /&gt;uncle tommy&lt;br /&gt;cuzzie zz&lt;br /&gt;cuzzie zh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cuzzie derica&lt;br /&gt;uncle phil&lt;br /&gt;auntie jo&lt;br /&gt;cheryl yip&lt;br /&gt;nathan&lt;br /&gt;mervin&lt;br /&gt;auntie joanne&lt;br /&gt;auntie sally&lt;br /&gt;auntie wanda&lt;br /&gt;sis candy&lt;br /&gt;cheryl hoi&lt;br /&gt;cheryl liew&lt;br /&gt;cheryl lee&lt;br /&gt;cecilia&lt;br /&gt;yanyi&lt;br /&gt;nella&lt;br /&gt;carissa-darling&lt;br /&gt;kimberly-darling&lt;br /&gt;fitz-darling&lt;br /&gt;malene-darling&lt;br /&gt;karren-mai&lt;br /&gt;yashi&lt;br /&gt;amelia&lt;br /&gt;mon mon&lt;br /&gt;rach-rei rei&lt;br /&gt;darren&lt;br /&gt;julian&lt;br /&gt;serene-passive partner&lt;br /&gt;bernice&lt;br /&gt;elaine&lt;br /&gt;wendy-darling babe&lt;br /&gt;jae&lt;br /&gt;bro jiang&lt;br /&gt;james&lt;br /&gt;athirah&lt;br /&gt;jacintha&lt;br /&gt;xinyen&lt;br /&gt;div&lt;br /&gt;fel-bimbo partner&lt;br /&gt;melissa&lt;br /&gt;shuan&lt;br /&gt;aaron&lt;br /&gt;leonard-my vampire&lt;br /&gt;yongxiang-guardian angel/same bday&lt;br /&gt;pauline&lt;br /&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;olivia-ballet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hwee san-ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;elivira-ballet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jesslyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;abigail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and many more i cant remember XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry if your name aint here or anything. just tell me and i'll add on to the list uh huh? anyway. really thank you all for making my day such a special one indeed. i love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm in my dad's office now. using my mom's laptop. i'm not quite used to it though. so i'm typing really slowly and all. XD. but i'll still try to pen down all the nitty grittys and all that and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'll do on the details about my birthday party the next post then i guess. cause. there's so much to write and all and all again(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just a few updates. sch's reopening XD cant wait! and i got all my books wrapped already. just my pencil case aint ready. havent got all the stationary stocked up. AND NEW YEAR'S COMING. party bbq again! wahahahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i bought many many skirt. and tops too. I LOVE TOPSHOP. mango had a sale. but it was pretty disappointing. cause the stuff aint very nice. oh ya. i bought two girl boxer from TS. really fetch and all. very comfy for the night. really! arhahahs. and yea one of my skirts was form there too and i bought a top recently from there. SHOPPING YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;have been heading town really often this whole month. all for SHOPPING. SHOPPING is the best created sport. arhahhas. nah. but all girls do love shopping. and CHILLING OUT TOO. yea mon? STARBUCKS? and mal too. she's falling in love with coffee. we went to CP to drink coffee in SB and we chilled out and talked alot there. had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh ya. went to novena church with nanny and then SHOPPING on chirtmas day. and then after that we parted at PS and i went ot meet fel and co. there were jiayi. sam. and many more. cant remember. all vey nice people. very friendly. then we waited for cher and others. i got smth for fel frm precious thots. then we went for service. it was great! hees. oh yea. have to thank ben for the tips on clothes and all. thanks though i didnt quite follow. arhhahas. after service. then i went shoppingin town with cher. just me and her. we walked quite alot. took pictures and all. CHRISTMAS WAS GREAT! and then i went home theni slept then at night i woke up played a lil mahjong with family then went for supper at 12. a very filled day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;till next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;going to isetan private sale with mom and candy sis later in town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CHIRTMAS NEVER FAILS TO SURPRISE AND HAVE FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113575249964926464?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113575249964926464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113575249964926464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113575249964926464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113575249964926464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/word-of-thanks.html' title='a word of thanks.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113535204481088985</id><published>2005-12-23T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T07:34:04.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;WHEEE. okay. my birthday's in half and hour's time. and i'm already feeling so tired. so wanna lay on my baby bed and yes SLEEP. cause yes i'm PSM-ing. how great. at this particular point of time. gosh. but guess everything will still be the same. i cant wait for tml to come. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PEOPLE PEOPLE AND MORE PEOPLE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;happy birthday to me(; okay i'm being lame here/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;anyway. thank you all so much(those who stayed up late to call and sms me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL. PLENTY!&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/16545629-113535204481088985?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113535204481088985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113535204481088985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113535204481088985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113535204481088985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/birthday.html' title='birthday.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113527721749003009</id><published>2005-12-23T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T10:48:51.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe in santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today's christmas eve eve. and my birthday eve too(: it's the 23rd. i cant wait. finally 'm turning 14. really. every year i await for this day the most. cause i know santa's gonna come. the christmasy feeling. the log cakes. the lightings. the rainy days. the well wishes from each and everyone of you. i thank god. i'm really one blessed little girl here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;santa. i havent been the good girl you've always wanted me to be. but then again. for the past whole year. i've learnt to changed for the better each time. i know. and i am learning to be more appreciative of the everything around me. esp. my family and friends. and i know i will not ask anything more in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and if you would to ask me what i want on my very special day tml. i cant really answer you. cause. i've got almost everything i wanted. i just want you to bring me the gift of laughter. so that from there. i could spread the joy ard me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;seeing every one laughing in joy and happiness fills my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and nothing more material worth more than it in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; it's something that money cant buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm just asking for something that i cant find. and i hope for this very special time of every year. i know you never fail to disappoint me. and come with the gift of laughter and bring back the sorrows in my heart of loving someone too much. and help me bury them in the heaps of snow in &lt;em&gt;santa land&lt;/em&gt;. (okay i forget where you live santa. so i'll just name the place you live santa land.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i await your arrival of my very special day santa. seriously i have no chimney. and i just shifted house this year. hope you can locate me. and maybe you can try my back door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i believe in god and santa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the spirit of the lovely christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the wonderful people that bring joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the priceless gift of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i have school later. it's sec one orientation day. pretty excited. i'm doing the uniforms thingy. i just love december.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;will blog again tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113527721749003009?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113527721749003009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113527721749003009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113527721749003009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113527721749003009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-believe-in-santa.html' title='i believe in santa'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113519394683919305</id><published>2005-12-22T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T11:43:22.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;okay i'm blogging again. all of a sudden when i listened to this song. i felt the need to blog it down before i start breaking-down. it's 3.32am now btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;broken this fragile thing now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I've thrown my words all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I give up (I give up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just want to tell you so you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here I go, scream my lungs out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you are my only, my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;made my mistakes, let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ran my whole life in the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i won't walk out until you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;(chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here I go, scream my lungs out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you are my only my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(interlude)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here I go...so dishonestly leave a note for you my only one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I know...you can see right through me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so let me go...and you will find some one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;you are my only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i let go, there's just no one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no one like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are my only my only one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my only one(x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are my only my only one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YELLOWCARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY ONE&lt;/strong&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/16545629-113519394683919305?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113519394683919305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113519394683919305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113519394683919305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113519394683919305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/only-one.html' title='only one.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113518392012768498</id><published>2005-12-22T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T08:55:54.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay this post is like a pretty early one. cause i'm typing it out now. and it's twelve plus. the first hour of a new day(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was reading ryse's blog just now. and there's this one entry that's really nice. and i'm extracting it out to put them here for everyone to see too. cause those stuffs are really sweet. and i wanted to copy down the whole chunk but it was too long. but really. that particular entry of hers was really inspiring. LOVE YOU RYSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this one below is actually an excerpt from the email that kim sent carissa. ryse said it was inspiring. i thought so too. so copying her right? arhhahahs. for your information what ryse always say when things are sweet they really are sweet. well to me. maybe not to you. but who cares. cause she's always my one and only CARISSA!&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; i&lt;/em&gt;t doesnt matter if you all care as long as i do. and i know i'll always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here we go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back. So send this to all of your friends in the next 5 minutes and a miracle will happen tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and this is from carissa's bullentin(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. You'll read his SMS over and over again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. You'll walk really really slow while you're with him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. You'll feel shy whenever you're with him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9. While thinking bout him.. your heart will beat faster and slower at the same time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. By listening to his voice..you'll smile for no reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. While looking at him.. you can't see the other people around you.. you can only see that person...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. You'll start listening to SLOW songs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. He becomes all you think about..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. You'll get high just by his smell..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. You'll realize that you're always smiling to yourself when you think about him..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. You'll do anything for him...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. While reading this, there was one person on your mind the whole time (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;uber sweet aights? wahahhas. there's one particular song that i'd love to put up. by NORA JONES entitled &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those sweet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;words.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a very sweet song really. very jazzy like. partially influenced by mon-mon. arhahhas(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here's the conversation between me and ryse on msn just now :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hmmm there were alot of unecessary emotions icons before the whole thing started. heheh. i shall skip that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: hey, i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: me too. and you were seldom online okay? *cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: it's because the com kept shutting down... by itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: orhs. ryse. i want a kitty for my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: like the one on my display pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: and i'm gonna name it teacup cause it brings back memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: of kim's playground!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: uhmm how much is one. do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: i dono. but i was planning to adpt one. cause i went to alot of pet shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: they sell doggies and no kittys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: do your parents allow you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: my mom no. dad yes. so i dono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: arh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: seeing you smile means everything to me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: awwww. THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: LOVEYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse =D LOVEYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: i feel like crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: why?! what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: cause I LOVE YOU! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: sry so mushy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: i thought something happened&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: but i really felt like crying when you say those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse: i meant it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;me: that's why i'm touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ryse :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;ohkay. that's all. a little mushy here and there. hehes. love her to bits. wow. i took 45mins for this post. hmm. but i kinda love this post alot alot. gotta go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEEING YOU SMILE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!&lt;/strong&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/16545629-113518392012768498?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113518392012768498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113518392012768498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113518392012768498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113518392012768498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/beautiful-one.html' title='a beautiful one'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113509523784265580</id><published>2005-12-21T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T05:33:39.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. so i did so much stuff during the whole freaking holiday that you know. i cant really remember what i actually did and all. and if you've realised. i always start my post with words such as 'alright', 'okay', 'so'. arhahas. whatever. right. been going out like practically every week alternate days. knew new people and all that. pretty filled with alot of stuff and you know busy's the word hanging ard me all the time. yes busy about what yea? here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the stuff i did from the holidays started till now and all.&lt;br /&gt;- ballet&lt;br /&gt;- fencing training in clementi&lt;br /&gt;- SHOPPING in town&lt;br /&gt;- chilling out with girlfriends at mos/starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;- went taiwan&lt;br /&gt;- shopping again&lt;br /&gt;- bought many stuff again&lt;br /&gt;- had a haircut there&lt;br /&gt;- had a haircut again today.&lt;br /&gt;- went for nail arting&lt;br /&gt;- went for cheerleading workshop&lt;br /&gt;- yes online online&lt;br /&gt;- endless smsing every day.&lt;br /&gt;- gone back to school for class allocation&lt;br /&gt;- gone back to achool to buy books&lt;br /&gt;- went out with wen to tm&lt;br /&gt;- went out with ballet girlfriends to town!&lt;br /&gt;- went shopping with mom and mommy&lt;br /&gt;- went to climb the mountain in taiwan&lt;br /&gt;- went town with mon and rac to eat swensens and chill&lt;br /&gt;- girlfriends coming to my house for chill out session&lt;br /&gt;- meet karen in taiwan. went shopping in si men ting&lt;br /&gt;- and ate dinner together&lt;br /&gt;- stayed up late with sis and friends drinking coffee&lt;br /&gt;- and back to hotel with vodka. didnt slept till 4.30am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- played mahjong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- went granny's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- went out with mom to eat at marriot hotel&lt;br /&gt;- ate alot.&lt;br /&gt;- drank alot of coffee everyday&lt;br /&gt;- went to the dentist twice for tightening&lt;br /&gt;- took endless pictures.&lt;br /&gt;- buffed my nails weekly&lt;br /&gt;- played my psp and ds&lt;br /&gt;- went to kim's house&lt;br /&gt;- went to gaye's farewell party&lt;br /&gt;- esp. been missing alot of people&lt;br /&gt;- and someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. bet there's more. i cant think of them lak. and yea. they're so jumbled so like they're definately not in order of date. cause i just type what that came to my mind and all. hmmm. did pretty much stuff and all. argh. having headache now. and there's the party on sat and christmas's on sun. and then there's school tml and fri. i'm going mad. so much to do. so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's reopening soon. and&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; i'll still miss you the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so filled now&lt;/span&gt;. and i dont think it cant take anyone in currently. not that there's someone. okay i dont know. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stab my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cause i dont understand it and it doesnt understand me. giving me a hard time all day affecting my dear mind and making me stone more often and all. headaches. pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would someone come &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;replace&lt;/span&gt; that person? shower me with all that i need and teach me to&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; and to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;. would someone tell me again. "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;seeing you smile means everything to me&lt;/span&gt;?" making sure you do mean each and every word you said. making me smile all so naturally and easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to teach me not to&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt; myself knowing that you cant bare to see me&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS COMING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE 24th&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHIRTMAS EVE :DD&lt;/strong&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/16545629-113509523784265580?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113509523784265580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113509523784265580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113509523784265580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113509523784265580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/holiday-review.html' title='holiday review.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113369567307152864</id><published>2005-12-03T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T07:40:24.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at kim's house/gaye's party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to kim's house on okay. i forgot the date. nvm. but fitz and gaye came along too(: i was late as usual we're supposed to meet at 1.35 and stuff. but i was late. have to take mrt all the way to simei from serangoon. imagine that. whahahahs. a long cool ride eh? btw. julian low said he saw me. but then. arhahas. he didnt call me. like what? arhahas. and he promised he will next time. and funny thing is. i didnt noticed him. he was right behind me. wow. that's like. what the hell that kinda thing eh? alrights alrights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met up with kim and gaye at the mrt station to her house. the whole journey was pretty long but the conversation we had along the way made it seems okay. and finally after passing by blocks of flats and these and tht. we reached savannah condo park where kim live. so totally cool. it looks so like a jungle and there were status of animals here and there. and the name each area uniquely like hippo plaza and so on and so for. btw. kim says hers is cheetah or something. she's not too sure. her house is cosy and nice. she got the biggest apartment other than the penthouse cause it's the ground floor. wahhas. neways. her main door is HEAVY. and kim has threee gorgeous cats. namely: salt. mr princess and dots. yup yup. salt was the fattest. totally adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then gaye came with her sisters bubbly and pretty(; we wanted to play bowling. but it was pretty late already. then we went around exploring the condo. i swear it's beautiful alrights. really. totally fetch all around. then we took pics and we took of our slippers and soak our feets in the water. arhahas. the swimming pool area is dead gorgeous. there's aslide and hmmm. volcano? yup it is. then we walked around. did many funny stuff. the pictures are not uploaded yet. cause kim need some time to figure it out and stuff. yups. had a wonderful time. arhahhas. WANNA GO AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaye's party. awww. gaye's leaving on the 8th. like next weeek. neways she held a farewell party at her house last week and we had great fun. mal. kim. fitz and rysie were there. it's a pasir ris. pretty far. i got lost and fortunately got there safely and stuff yup. i was the first to reach. a miracle eh? wahahhas. anyways. the rest of them came later and then we ate. there were spagetthi and chicken wings. cakes. kueh. fruits platter. and many more. whahahs. i love the chicken wings esp. delicious yum yum. gaye's mum cook really tasty food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the park to chill and tuff. enjoy our time together. we were pratically fooling ard and stuff like that. modellign on the way. singing shouting taking pictures. we went to the playground to sit and then we chatted for a while and kinda got naughty and stuff. and tried dominating the children there. scaring them about breaking their legs and heads if they climb ont he playground stuff. then we headed for the swing. there were only four. but two were taken up by two annoying kids (i hate kids. yes i do. i pity my husband) cause they weere so childish they didnt wanna let us play. alrights i know we're liek grown up kids. but who says grown up kids are restricted from the playground. TOTALLY HIDEOUS. and a malay father came asking us how old are we sarcastically. cause liek we're still play with the swings and all. HOW HIDEOUS AGGAIN. it's NEVER too old to play alrights? no wonder singaporeans are againg so fast. cause they dont know how to enjoy life. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then we decided to walk back and all. and we stop at a place and started taking pictures. many many. yup. my friendster have them. yup. the picture above. i love the most. yupyup. really sweet. that was taken in gaye's house. had great fun at her party. SO GONNA MISS GAYE when she goes aussie. hope she does enjoy aussie there and together with her family and all. all the BEST BABE. LOVE YA! WILL MISS YOU DARLING. MWAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113369567307152864?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113369567307152864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113369567307152864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113369567307152864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113369567307152864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-kims-housegayes-party.html' title='at kim&apos;s house/gaye&apos;s party'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113301526843547752</id><published>2005-11-25T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T06:27:48.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancer's day out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okay. this post is a little late. late as in. it is supposed to be posted on tuesday. cause it's about monday. yup. this week i mean. gosh. getting everyone a little confused here and there. neways. just take note it's THIS week. that's all. and it's all gonna be about the wonderful monday i had.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;alrights. monday. monday. i used to have ballet classes with all my ballet peeps on this day. but ms pang. our ballet teacher. kinda cancel that class for the time being to coach my senior batch for grade eight exam next april. which means. our this current batch. my batch will not be taking the exam for grade eight next april. we shall wait. but we will be taking the intermediate on on sept i guess. according to ms pang. yup. she doesnt want us to delay any longer and start working hard from now. to sept. and to be fully and readily prepared for that exams. cause it falls on the major ballet exam catorgeory. unlike the grades ones. yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so. since it's cancelled. my closest ballet mates. olivia. elvira and hwee san decided to HEAD FOR TOWN. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;TOWNING&lt;/span&gt; in otherwords. okays. elvira had to see the doc for her backbone. it's hurting. poor elvira and she's still dancing. she's very hardworking. i'm far lazier x= so i met hweesan and olivia in the mrt at somerset. wahahas. okay i was late. cause i overstopped. and had to take back to somerset. sigh. i'm a direstion and time idiot. wahahas. always jumble all the stuffs out into a mess. okay then we went to cine. cause we wanted to watch a movie. duh(: arhahs. and yea we were like discussing which one to watch. and we wanted to watch harry potty. but. cant cause we have to meet elvira later and we'll be late if we catch that movie. so we watched SKY HIGH. after buying tickets. we went to buy burger king. and we sneaked them in(: how clever eh? and we bought popcorns too la. and drinks. i kept eating the popcorns cause i was sitting in the middle of olivia and hweesan and i'm carrying it. and i kept eating and eating. and of course olivia and hweesan ate to. to my hands were left right left right(; SKY HIGH was nice. funny movie indeed. after movie. we met up with elvira. then went to basement to shop for cosmetic. yup. then we went heeren. wanted to take neoprints there. but we went to the cosmetic shop first. yup. and we fiddled with alot of stuffs. interesting make-up item. pretty expensive and not too worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then we went to a few shops. on our way to the neoprint shop. yup. the hats/caps. bags. necklace. earrings and all. wheeeees. totally so FETCH! then we went to take 3 times for the neoprint. actually only wanted two. but it was too fun. we wanted more. yup. one was the colourful poles one. the other. just a pole one and the other okay the one pole one again. we took twice for that(: totally sweet. we're modelling in there too. DANCERS SO TOTALLY RAWK OKAY? arhahas. right. and then after that we headed for fareast. on our way. we saw some really cool bags selling at quite cheap prices so we checked them out. so jammed packed with people. and all of us were like frantically deciding and choosing which to buy. spent some time there. but it was all worth it cause we all walked out satisfied(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then we head to fareast. and went seven eleven cause olivia needed a drinked. yup. then we went to shop again. for acessories this time. earrings necklaces. earrings especially. we're looking out for which dangling ones suit olivia(: wheeees. yup. then hweesan and i had to go. and elvira an olivia still stayed on shopping. we took mrt home. but hweesan took the other side one. heading. hmm.. okay the oppsite way i'm going. which i forget which way. arhahhas. yup yup. that's about it. but i'm so LOOKING forward for another dancer's day out together with them. cause they're just so fun and shopaholic style you know. they know how to shop and they LOVE to shop. wheees. love ya, olivia. hweesan and elvira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;DANCERS RAWK!&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/16545629-113301526843547752?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113301526843547752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113301526843547752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113301526843547752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113301526843547752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/11/dancers-day-out.html' title='dancer&apos;s day out.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113281579836720089</id><published>2005-11-24T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T23:03:18.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alrights. here we go second post of the month november. it's the twenty-forth today. exactly one more month to &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;my birthday&lt;/span&gt;. cant wait(: yup.  it's christmas-eve. a very special day indeed. arhahas. so many happenings awaiting. just simply exciting. hahas. remembered how i celebrated my thirdteen brthday in bintan. a total blast. and un forgettable one too. it was perfect. and i hope it will be again this year. well. not many can have their birthday fall on christmas eve(: so far. none of really which i know too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. see. one year's like ready to conclude and wrap up too. looking back there's so many things left undone or done. may it be unpleasant or pleasant. arhahahs. kinda having the thought of growing older makes you feel the been here done that for most things eh? like. i've been in love. found my besties. found my bf. did my streaming. chose my subjects. and you the younger ones. 'still long' arhahas. okay. not that mean. cause my bro's like. i'm done with my olevels and you. 'wait long long ar? still a long way to go!'. like wth. arhahas. but happy for him. he's over and done with the o's and yea. will be my turn soon. my sis. talk about the o's. history for her. she's graduating from tpoly soon. which left only me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yesterday. when i was talking to some friend. suddenly i came upon my first crush. how hilarious. it's like a make believe fairytale. so totally. totally unrealistic. arhahahs. cause alright. i knew him since p-two i guess? that's about 8years old then. like childhood friends. yea, grew up together. but never together. cause i dont think he knew abt anything of me liking him and stuff. it's always kept a secret till now. yes. now. imagine that. and i never told him abt it. yes never. cause i dont know how he's gonna react at that point of time. like totally freak out? he's like a small kid then. arhahhas. yea. now. it's like the feeling's faded already and stuff. or rather. much quite. or okay. gone. arhahhas. but every now and then we i see him. still have that you know. nervous feeling. cause no matter waht you see. he is my first crush. how stupid. arhahhahas. kathe kathe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now. it's all different i guess. cause we aint as close anymore.  quite distance i supposed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yea. bought my forth book of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gossipgirl novel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. 'beacause i'm worth it' (: so gonna start reading it and follow on to the next book and on and on. gonna go to kim's house tml. so exciting. and i've training later. yup. and maybe mon to gaye's house. and next week maybe going out with people again. wahahhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wheeeeees(: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;signs off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113281579836720089?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113281579836720089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113281579836720089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113281579836720089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113281579836720089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/11/looking-back.html' title='looking back.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113267619203728037</id><published>2005-11-22T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T08:37:15.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kidnapped away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hellos hellos people. finally BACK with a new layout. it's kinda red red and red all over and stuff. arhahas. but i really love red you see. it's much bigger than the previous one i guess. and not that. uhm. how to you say it? scary or depressing. considering the gothic girl that stood out so much for the previous one. not much of picturing this time. just more of design work. artistically designed. emphasized alot on lines and brush strokes. i used adobe as usual. and thanks to that then can i ever get my work done and satisfied. i took one day to do this. arhahas. hmm. two hours i guess. yup. about there. alot alot of bruches used. and opaqing to images. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okays. the name. KIDNAPPED AWAY. dont know really. how i came out with this. but i guess maybe pretty much related to my life and feelings now. not literally kidnapped. but in another way. and here. kidnapped is regard as something good to the lead person maybe not to the surrounding parties. but to the leadperson it is. and yup. from the word kidnapped. you can pretty much see it's like something sneaky and hmm. illegal. arhahas. hilarious. a little contridiction here and there. but it pretty much sum up to something nice rather than something unpleasant. it's the way you see it people. the way you see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the song's featuring lil'kim's: lighter's up. a very classy sophisticated las vegas feeling. high class. is the word? probably. but it's light and very uhm. class. yea class. tht's it. i dont really like the song initially. but arhahs. now you see. it's different la. arhahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and. the part. by you on my birthday. it's like. i'm hoping something i pretty much had longing for to come true on my birthday. what it is. it's a secret! arhahas. wish what eh? not gonna say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. noticed i begining to use pretty much quite often now. that's abt it for the introduction of my layout. as for today's overview: arhahs. had fun with all my peeps in fencing. esp with the funny coach mr alex ard. ate at chomp chomp. kinda lazy to typed out more of what happened today. but i'm really missing many people. esp someone(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;till next time again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113267619203728037?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113267619203728037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113267619203728037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113267619203728037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113267619203728037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/11/kidnapped-away_22.html' title='kidnapped away.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113042245166289689</id><published>2005-10-27T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T07:14:11.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two justice - my precious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's &lt;em&gt;october the 27th of 2005&lt;/em&gt; today. which is the second last day of school as well. finally. the year's almost done. and although many unpleasant moments were experienced. i've decided to bring what's more cherisable and treasurable to me that are so precious to let go. along with me. and trash the unhapiness. the days that didnt felt so right and secure. let it be gone with the wind and to never never land for i dont want them back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;still remembered the time when i poked my head into the crowd of people surrounding the noitce board last year. i was anxoius to know which class i was admitted to. and i saw my name. carissa's name and andrea's name on 2justice's list. i was disappointed cause only three of us from 1faith got into the same class. all my close friends from 1faith arent going to join me. and you know i'm like pretty scared and all. cause 2justice's filled with all the smarty smarty people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i know i'll be dealing with all the stress by the people in this class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it's seemed to prove me wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everything was quite okay. everybody aint as scary as i thought. and as time when past. i got to know everyone better. although everyone seemed to be really smart and all (everyone is like really smart) and really hardworking. we're still fun and naughty at times. other people see justice as nerds. but it aint true alrights. we study. but we do know how to enjoy ourselves to (: though justice didnt win the best class award. but still &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing is going to bring us down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;being in justice makes people wanna study. cause everyone knows when to study and all. (though we slack and procastinate at times) when you're down. everyone would come to you and comfort your tears and dry them. and when you're high. arhhahas. anything funny and stupid can happen my goodness. arhhahas. still remembered the times whe most of us slept in class cause the lesson was like really boring. everyone looks to cute. with that sleepish face. you see. we aint as attentive as you think. BUT... we still work hard. WE ROCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the projects. TERROR. arhahhas. everyone rushed like hell. whehehes. and still managed to get them done(: we have really wonderful teachers esp our form teacher mdm hasanah and not forgetting mrs lim yu-dong as our co-form(: thought it's like not all of our will be in the same class next year. but still hope that we carry the good memories of 2justice in heart. the best class the top class(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;will really miss you 2justice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOVEYOU JUSTICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTHING YOU SAY TODAY IS GONNA BRING US DOWN!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113042245166289689?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113042245166289689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113042245166289689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113042245166289689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113042245166289689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-justice-my-precious.html' title='two justice - my precious'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-113034349118527176</id><published>2005-10-26T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:18:11.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lord i pray to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;my previous post was pretty long. so i've decided to make it short for this one. well not exactly short. but just shorter than the previous one will do(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;for this post. i would like to seek forgiveness in god for all the sins i've committed. the words i've gossipped incessantly. the times when i acted impulsively. they days when my heart was always filled with hatred and always shut its doors to everyone esp my family. the times i was disobedient. the times i thought fame money and popularity was everything. the days of overacting not seeing things for what they are and judging by their outlooks. for these things i regret. i seek forgiveness in everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;after all. everyone has a value in them. no matter how bad they are. and if we would to see the bright side of everythig more often. and not empathize on the weakness of others. we would look at the world in a happier manner. and unecessary cat fights could be avoided. for all these dont benifit and last long. and you do hurt people oblivoisly, you do. and in the end. you would realised. that it the world will turn against you and by then you would have lose everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i used to think life's unfair. yes til now. but at least now. i've learnt to appreciate things much better. somethings are better kept unknown and undone. life would be better that way. you can bring everyone down and laugh at them while you rejoice in victory. that's not the way. everyone though bad needs respect and no one should bring them down except themselve. cause you dont rule people's life and dominate them. only the person herself has all the rights in the world to ruin her own life if she had made a wrg choice tht is. still. no one. no one i say. should try dominating anyone. everyone has &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;intrinsic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; values and we should not let people; systems or circumstances influence your estimation of our value.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;appreciating is a real difficult thing to do. and you see. we just need to appreaciate the little true friends and family ard us all the time. and you will find yourself loving life eveen more. you dont need the whole world to love you and shout your name to love life. you dont need to win everything. everyone to own the world. it's the little things in life that makes us feel great and it will last long. and as for the people who wants to own the world people everything eveyone dont get to taste the substantial feeling of happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i know that no matter how much i blew up my life. my mom and dad. sis and bro would still love me. and i believe in the possibilty of mending one's way. because i have my family and true friends. friends that are always there for me. and wont not force me to do things i dont want to. who dont tell me how much i value instead tell me how much they value me. friends who dont go around telling the story of my life. for it's our 'secret'. and only she knew. friends who see me for who i am and not judge me by the words of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;*i pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;precious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;MOM AND DAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;darlingSIS AND BRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;myNANNIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;beautifulGRANNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;dodoRYSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;lovelyKIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;wonderfulFITZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;eyepartnerMAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;you're my EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-113034349118527176?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/113034349118527176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=113034349118527176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113034349118527176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/113034349118527176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/10/lord-i-pray-to-you.html' title='lord i pray to you.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112982611945690492</id><published>2005-10-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T09:38:05.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is fragile and absurd?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;EXAMS are finally over. got back results as well. not really contended with the grades and all. but oh wells. what's done cannot be undone. and i should give myself a pat on the shoulder for making it through instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked out the date for the previous post. realised that i havent been blogging. you must be thinking that i must be a total lazy bum or cant be bothered ass who's too uninterested to type. sometimes. yea i'm really lazy. but. it aint just that. it's like when you sit down and stare right onto your monitor screen. and begin thinking what you've done for the day and reflecting. commenting. understanding. regretting. rejoicing. everything slowly race through your mind. i felt really nostalgic. i dont have problems blogging about my school my wonderful clique who has always been there for me. though school's a little irritating. but it's much better than being with people who have seen you grown from a baby to a teenager and living in the same household having a 'less than 10 sentence conversation' everyday. contridicting eh? it's like you live with that person. supposed to be close-knitted and stuff like that. and all we do is to lock ourselves up in our own rooms. resorting to doing things on our own than taking the effort to do a little catching up with one and other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really that difficult. maybe not to you. cause you people automatically smile even before you opened your house door and step a foot in. it aint because you want to smile. it's because your heart wanted to and yea so you know. your mouth cant help it. it felt warm isnt it? cause it's your home. well. i do feel that way too. but less. cause it's once in a blue moon. or maybe when i tried lying to myself that everything's alright and i'm just being paraniod and oversensitive. sometimes. i cant help but see myself as a loser to my REAL-self. i cant stop lying. not to anyone but myself. cause i thought: the best remedy to end these emotional torture;lie to yourself. tell yourself everything is okayy. and you know things will eventually turn out well that way. aint it better? i used to think that: yes althought i'm lying to myself. and i know it wont last long. but at least i get to taste a little of that wonderful feeling for just that once. you people never understand how frightening it is. when everything you do. say and hear. SOMEone out there knows. even your own private thoughts. when you lay on your bed and start talking to yourself. you think nobody hears you. but you're so wrong. when the atmophere never fails to stay cold and tensed-up. and you cant even show people how sad or unhappy you are. cause you get scolded for doing so. "YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY" cause they're giving you a BEAUTIFUL life. and you should stop whining and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont get a chance to whine. be unhappy . cry. sob. aint that bad? even if i'm lucky not to get scolded for that particular time. i'll probably be ignored. cause they dont even seem to realise that i'm sad. are they really that oblivious? i dont know. and i dont wanna know either. cause all i know is to continue acting like a happy retarded child. obliging to their commands. maybe life could be better that way. i know what i wanna do. and i'm planning. sometimes. i just wanna drop it all and end it all. how am i to account to my concious? all my hard work. perservering. crying alone. in a room filled with everything. from stuffed toys to LCD flat screen tvs. computer. a office-like room phone. a personal toilet attched to the room. hi5 system. dvd player. piles of unworn clothings. EVERYTHING and ANYTHING but nobody. except for a pathetic soul. me. see the thing? i'm lonely. CAN YOU SEE it? i need mother. i need her to be here. cause only she knows that i'm sad. even if i dint tell her. cause she knew me from the way i act and behave. she knows something is certainly wrong. and most of all she isnt shyy to come and lend a listening ear. i'm not afraid. i'll tell you everything mommy. even if my boyfriend ditched me. i'm not ashamed to tell you. even if i'm angry with you in some occasion and might have biitched about you. but still. i'll tell you everything mommy. but know what mommy? you cant be here with me 24/7. not like those fortunate kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem like a pathetic person wallowing in self-pity. sigh. i dont if i am. and i dont wanna know. somethings are better kept unknown. life might be better this way. and i dont understand why. when i cried and argued that you dint care for me. not even bothering to enourage me for my up-coming exams for instance. you all gave the excuse that YOU DIDNT KNEW. and you're shyy to do tht. what's so shyy about it? it's not as if i'm your friend or whatever. like HELLO? i'm living in the same household for years and now you're telling me this? i seem string but i aint. and i'm sure you know&lt;br /&gt;that everyont do have their rough times and lowest moments in their lives. when they dont know what to do and needs advice. GOOD advice. no advises like: it's so unecessary. just forget about it. i'm sure things will go well this way' YOU CALL THIS ADVICE? maybe it is. but it aint to me. maybe i'm asking too much. maybe i still yet to gorw and understand the STUFFs adults say i dont understand now. yes i DONT understand at all. evesince you guy made this grave mistake. i've never understood why you would actually even do it. look what has happened now? EVERYTHING. gone. there's a serious lack in communication. and i dont feel that LOVE anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it's enough said. i'm panting hard. typing these out. i'll praise myself for being couragous enough to face reality adn type this whole chunck out. it's time i should stop lying to myself. everyone gain and lose something each time. and everyone has equal weak and strong points. everyone has equal joy and sorrow. it's all about how a person looks at it. if you're persismistic. you'l probably end up like me. pitying my self. i'm not gonna do that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ryse.&lt;br /&gt;i miss mal.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kim.&lt;br /&gt;i miss fitz.&lt;br /&gt;i miss gaye.&lt;br /&gt;imiss boatmate.&lt;br /&gt;i miss g-a&lt;br /&gt;i miss mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112982611945690492?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112982611945690492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112982611945690492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112982611945690492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112982611945690492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-is-fragile-and-absurd.html' title='life is fragile and absurd?'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112800730148016354</id><published>2005-09-29T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T08:21:41.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's wednesday</title><content type='html'>okayy. it's wednesday today. and we had prayyer service for our upcoming exams. afterwhich we had the certificate presentation which i so screwed it as i was the emcee. so embarassing. DANG IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways. dr william came to our school to give an inspiring talk. it was extremely inspiring. trust me plp. he's good. he went through all odds and it's like he got the polio thingy since young but still he achieved so many thing for he had the determination. he did the 7continents in 7marathons in 70days. so cool. he bound to a wheel chair yet he can do things that we physically abled  people cant. cause he had the attitude.big goals. and more more. mal ryse and i took a pic with him =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we collected our class photo today. everyone was like signing autographs for one and other during lessons. wahahahs. and ryse let at 1 for french exam =( btw. hope she did well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home with nell. i bought currypuffs. was like craving so much for it i had to go buy them. bought sadine and chicken i guess then home with nella. we seperated as he walked into her lane and i walked into my lane. wahahas. we live just next lane to each other. whees. love nella dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home and blahblah. din do much revision today. sigh. so lazzyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways again. gaye's down with chickenpoks din come sch today and for the rest of the next two weeks maybe she wont be coming.  GAYE! MISS YOU SO MUCH! PLEASE GET WELL SOON OKAYY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mal. i'm so sad you rejected me =)) how could you?&lt;br /&gt;arhahhahs(: loveya mal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg.byye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112800730148016354?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112800730148016354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112800730148016354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112800730148016354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112800730148016354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-wednesday.html' title='it&apos;s wednesday'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112782155412752853</id><published>2005-09-27T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T04:45:54.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eng paper.</title><content type='html'>had eng paper today. it's was okayy. i wrote alot for essay and just alittle bit for letter-writing. i chose question two:  think it's "write an occassion when someone said -till we meet again". yea. pretty interesting topic. wrote too much. probably getting low or FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paper two was like. okayy. pretty good. okayy. it's just not bad. not too good. both passage were boring. all about the japanese occupation -.-" and the summary was like 25marks? arhahs. godbless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways. had to stayy back for the award ceremony thing. SO IRRITATING. okayy i was partly irritated maybe cause either my pms is comign or i'm just pissed with everything. i wanna go home and have a nice nap or maybe go white sands with fitz and all to buy the specs. neways. they're getting it for me still. and the reheasal was like. SO LONG. okayy not really long. then i went home by mrt. got to compass with celeste. met cordie and celix on the wayy((: they were like talking about the prelim and stuff. no worries cordie and celix! you all will do well for the o's! all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got home. pretty simple day. i needa mug.&lt;br /&gt;POOFS*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112782155412752853?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112782155412752853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112782155412752853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112782155412752853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112782155412752853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/eng-paper.html' title='eng paper.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112748351876839796</id><published>2005-09-23T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T06:51:58.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ptm</title><content type='html'>right. didnt blog for a long time. cause i was busy as usual. esp with dnt. dang it. so much work to do and i'm SO GLAD it's all finally over alrights? over as in, design folio and the toy mobile. ryse and my lil boat =) it can move. and yea the design folio was hell big time. so much to do. and ryse and i rush like mad. and yea we handed it up =) i'm so so happy. so satified with our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahhas. school was fun as usual. with ryse;fitz;kim;mal;gaye;wen! man. you guys just make my day right. i was quite pissed in the morn with the dnt thingy. but by recess time. with them ard. everything seems alright. wahahhas. we talked about how sinful a chocolate can be =DD and gaye did the funny funny action thingy. ARHAHAHS. and many more more more! rest of the day was alrights. just tht we had our last art lesson. awww. so gonna miss art. and i'm not taking art next yea =( so gonna miss drawing sketching and painting. oh ya i bought the cookies from amanda. chocolate and chocomint. YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after sch. yea. ryse wen and i went compass. met fitz;kim;gaye and pooja on the wayy. we talked and talked and talked and laugh and laugh and made tht kissing sound =DD FUN. and the parrot was like going mad doing the "EARKK EARKK" watever the sound was. and yea then we parted. the construction people thought we were mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate and yoshi in compass, ryse wen and me. yea. i ate teriyaki with ryse and wen ate chicken isit? arhahas. then went montip. wen bought earrings cause mdm hasanah said her green ones cant be worn in sch. DANG IT. and i bought hairband and stuff. ryse was like arhahahs. such in dilema. cause she wanted to buy the blue clip and hairband so much. but she was afraid she's spending too much. you must really see how cute she look tht time. she kept asking the cashier for a discount and if she should buy them. whahahs. ryse arh! and then we went mintoons to buy gummies and ryse have to leave for french )'=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wen and i went back school did some work in the library then yea we smuggled gummies in! wahhahhas. and yea. soon it has to close. and we have to leave the library. then wen; imai and i went to the netball court area where the benches are to do work instead. well fine we're like chatting more than doing work. cant help it. grp studies always get screwed up =DD then we chat listened to music blah blah then ptm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. then had to do duty. usher the parents to the carpark; hall and stuff with mal =DD arhhahhas. another good bud of mine. BIG EYES! wheee. yea then after that went up to hall. mr fan said there wasnt enough chairs, so cecilia and i went to get it from ms yudong's homeroom. the chairs are like heavy and i hurt my hand while carrying them. DANG IT again! arghh. so drained out. ptm was.. -.-" arhahahhas. gueess u guys know what it meant. then my parents talked to msm hasanah. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired. arghh. need some rest and chilling out. exams are coming. MUGGING PERIOD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112748351876839796?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112748351876839796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112748351876839796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112748351876839796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112748351876839796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/ptm.html' title='ptm'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112704800112670482</id><published>2005-09-17T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T05:58:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>granny's birthday</title><content type='html'>saturday night post. ((: well. today's grandma's birthday. so we had bbq at home. we had lots of food. i mean really alot alot. esp. my fav sotong with samba chilli. HOT! arhahas. yea. lots of people came. aunties uncles cousins blah blah. they came ard 4 something? i guess so. cause i was napping. zzz.. arhahas. i'm seriously lacking iron. cause i slept so much and i'm still tired and lethargic. hate it. sigh. oh yea. and people came coming in soon after. more and more people. bbqing. chated. talked. crapped. made noise. lalala lots more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate really alot alot. oh yea. hatfta tell you guys about my niece hannah. she's so japanese. i mean her looks and she's like EXTREMElY HIGH PITCH. her small tiny weeny toddler scream can be real deafening. GOD. but she's so sweet. she let me hugged her and gave me multiple baby hi-fives. she just makeyou go "awww".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was like ard 9 something. grandma cut her cake. it was purple in colour. no it isnt yam flavoured cake. it's erm. okayy i dont know. arhahas. but it was too creamy. still. it's nice. yea. grandma's getting older and older tht she couldn't reme,ber her birthday. BUT AT LEAST SHE WAS HAPPY TODAY ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways i gtg. havent studied for my physic's test yet. sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112704800112670482?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112704800112670482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112704800112670482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112704800112670482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112704800112670482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/grannys-birthday.html' title='granny&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112642719758194089</id><published>2005-09-11T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T05:59:11.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding bells.</title><content type='html'>got my butt out of my bed early again today. beautiful sunday indeed. got changed into my fav. ralph lauren dress matching with a black long pants. great combination though it sounded off. wore my mickey earrings and not forgetting my lovely dovey mascara that i cant live without. put on my pumps and setted off with mum to her cousin's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wedding reception was in a god knows where place. not really god knows where. but just that i didnt know the name of the place. buahahs. well, the place was like furnished so conlonial-ly. simply gorgeous and erm antique. it was a rather simple wedding though. yea. it's an afternoon wedding reception. the place wasn't like a palace. but it was cosy enough to accomadate every guest. they catered buffet. delicious food. and their coffee was like HEAVENLY. heavenly without the credit of my craze and crave for coffee that once i pass by starbucks i cant help but step in and have a cup of GRANDE CAREMEL RHUMBA. buhahahas. provided i have enough cash in my pockets that is. okayy. back to topic. the coffee was rich and aromatic. hmm. it's like after a sip of it. if you close your mouth and breathe in. you can smell the existence of the coffe aroma through your nose from your mouth. okayy. really weird description. arhh. cause i just dont know how to phrase it. yea. oh. the bride was pretty. big eyes fair and elegant with her cool and dark spouse. heavenly-matched couple. right. what's with me and the word 'heavenly' today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chatted with my uncle. we came apon this topic. 'what would like to be when you grow up?' yea. what do i wanan be when i grown up? well. it would be a joke to tell you i wanna be a dancer. cause you know. dancer isnt that kind of steady job people would go for. cause according to people. dancers dont earn much. which is pretty true in this society i guess. so it's such a disappointment. people go for being lawyers. doctors and much more money-making stable jobs yea? much more realistic people would say. well. which means being a dancer isnt realistic? sigh. really dont know. let's just take one step at a time. day by day to see what happens to my life then ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta study and do my homework and yea art. gosh. sch holidays aint like sch holidays at all in singapore. you still gotta work people =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112642719758194089?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112642719758194089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112642719758194089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112642719758194089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112642719758194089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding-bells.html' title='wedding bells.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112637119579564300</id><published>2005-09-10T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:53:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna drop this.</title><content type='html'>woke up pretty late today. it's such a gorgeous saturday morning to enjoy. and yea. i'm sleeping away. but sleeping is a great sport anyway(: alrights. i had ballet too. actually i didnt want to go. cause i'm like done with my exam and thought it would be a bore to go there and do the same exercises again. but i still went in the end. well, lesson was okayy. but i just had a couple of flashback on my exam when i did those exercies. i got really frightened and grumpy. i dont know why. sigh.  i thought of how badly i'll do for ballet. i'm turning persimistic. maybe just moodswing. arhh. next topic nexr topic((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch herbie fully loaded with dad mum and younger bro too. the show was hiliarious. cool and lovely. number 53 HERBIE. wahhas. such a nice number indeed. i was taught of that cars have personalities and feelings too like herbie. guess it meant quite right((: i'll love my car dearly if i would to have one to. well, when the time cames when i'll have a car of my own then. buahahs. oh yea. had thaifood for dinner. spicy and hot. simply mouth-watering people. younger bro talked too much again. sigh. he speaks like no one's business with his voice volume tuned to the max in the cinema. sigh -.-". this is what i call an extra free portable hi-5 system but he enjoyed the show too. his laughter was like. -.-" THUNDER? nights ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112637119579564300?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112637119579564300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112637119579564300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112637119579564300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112637119579564300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/wanna-drop-this.html' title='wanna drop this.'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16545629.post-112627233319205354</id><published>2005-09-09T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:35:42.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pointeshoes.works</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right. okayy. i'm finally done with my new layout. yeayea. know what you'll are so gonna sayy.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE YOUR FREAKING BLOG((: okayy. so here i am updating it. with a NEW layout. and see. i had my address changed as well. naming it POINTESHOES. yes. pointeshoes. pointe pronounced as 'point'. it's a ballet shoe. my beloved ballet pointeshoes =D i'm so in love with my layout. cause i titled it ANTS PIGS AND BUTTERFLIES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they're beautiful creatures arent they? beautiful cause i like them. yea. dont give me tht look when i say tht. but SERIOUSLY they are nice creatures. yea. i had juu's template and i re-edited it ((: using. ADOBE! the best software ever created. and the music in my blog. aint it just nice? nice cause i like this song? arhahahs. yeayea. but IT'S REALLY NICE alrights =DD nothing much about my beautiful life though. my BALLET EXAM WAS JUST OVER and stuff. yea. finally eh? i'm like always a busy ass working here rushing there. hmms. maybe i should find some time of my own enjoying life rather than working like an hectic ass eh? okie that's about all i guess. shall stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16545629-112627233319205354?l=pointeshoes-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/feeds/112627233319205354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16545629&amp;postID=112627233319205354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112627233319205354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16545629/posts/default/112627233319205354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pointeshoes-.blogspot.com/2005/09/pointeshoesworks.html' title='pointeshoes.works'/><author><name>kAthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09386216995456700771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
