<?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-34013799</id><updated>2011-08-27T06:16:58.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOREEN(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8512115291191103889</id><published>2010-11-29T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:14:00.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ord boot camp</title><content type='html'>YES I'm back from Youth Camp 2010! This year's theme was ORD; Obedience Receiving and Discipleship. Even though we didn't have as much attendance as we did the previous years, IT WAS STILL AWESOME! ♥ my Refresh family many many many. Anyway back to what happened. Though we did a lot of physical training and had punishments, the experience was incredible honestly.&lt;blockquote&gt;There were things so unexplainable we can only say it was a miracle.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Like how the rain ended just nicely with our indoor games that was supposed to lead to outdoor activities. And how the projector dropped onto the floor, broke into pieces, supposedly spoiled, but still worked in the end. How it only rained so heavily on the last day. How every accident we thought was disastrous ended well through His guidance. I really believe He looked after every moment of this camp, that it could go on so successfully, beyond everyone's expectations.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dirty games this year was the dirtiest I've ever had in my entire life. So dirty I threw away the entire set of clothes I wore. But all the things we did, it was a whole lot of fun (: The skits were memorable. It was an entirely new experience being a group leader, taking care of the people under me. Bonding with the people I've never really had a chance to get closer to. Knowing many others a whole lot better and understanding them more than before. Overall, I've gained so much in this camp that it's impossible to state them all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully everybody who has made the effort to attend the camp has at least learned something more, gained something more, and grew a bit more. For myself, I believe I've grown a lot. Compared to before, when I thought I could never speak in tongues and that's all He is. But now it's like my perspectives have changed, perhaps even a 180 degrees. The things he has planned for us are so great, none of us can fathom it. I'm really thankful that He's my friend, and my Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8512115291191103889?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8512115291191103889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8512115291191103889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8512115291191103889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8512115291191103889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/11/ord-boot-camp_29.html' title='ord boot camp'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6017811995067599988</id><published>2010-11-03T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:25:39.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know you, but I don't like you anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-6017811995067599988?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6017811995067599988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6017811995067599988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6017811995067599988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6017811995067599988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-know-you-but-i-dont-like-you.html' title=''/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3518495894071204255</id><published>2010-10-15T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T23:19:11.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanned burnt and scarred</title><content type='html'>I survived obs, that's an accomplishment. I wasn't actually physically fit to begin with, and I made it through anyway. Marshall aka hungrybears was an awesome group of people. Though we didn't manage to complete all the tasks given, we undoubtedly had tons of fun together. It was a group of people who really cared for one another, whether in their needs or personality, we tried to make it up for each other. Times spent together was rather short though. There were many things that happened during the camp, but I don't feel like talking all about the activities since everyone else in the camp went through the same things. But the things learned, much more than just the 7 habits, really gave me a brand new perspective of life and everything else. I don't want to be going through just the motion of life. I don't want to be living in the past thinking about the regrets I had. I don't want to remain in a vicious cycle and wait for something or someone to take it all away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The same problems from before are placed before me again, and it's just really tiring to be stuck with the same annoying emotions and feedback. But I can't decide what to do about it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-3518495894071204255?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3518495894071204255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3518495894071204255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3518495894071204255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3518495894071204255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/10/tanned-burnt-and-scarred.html' title='Tanned burnt and scarred'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3842340716999934866</id><published>2010-09-10T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:17:38.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's getting late</title><content type='html'>It's already 3:06am, and I feel like I'm wide awake. Actually I wanted to sleep, but then again I don't feel like sleeping. I know I'm gonna regret this tomorrow, and this is probably gonna be the reason why I'll oversleep and wake up late for church too. Tomorrow will be better I hope, it has to be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasted a whole day sitting in front of the laptop today. Instead of feeling like I've accomplished something, I just realised what a waste I've been. But I still think it's worth the time anyway. Maybe there won't be time to continue watching tomorrow but oh well. I have 6 weeks of holidays. I should work really hard this time, and then I'll have less time thinking about things that I hoped I had and disappointments from what I've expected from people around me. When we were young, everyone was my friend. Nobody had secrets. Actually they did, but most of the time they'll say things like "xxx said this is a secret, don't tell anybody okay. And blahblahblah". And you kinda don't hide anything from anyone either. It was that naive. I miss those times, when people only had one face, when dislike is shown and not masked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been thinking of creating a private blog, tumblr or livejournal or another blogger. One which nobody knows, which nobody follows, and nobody else reads. I kinda need something to rant into, not a person anymore. Love always trusts. But trust has to be earned. And nobody is an exception. Sometimes I feel like I'm sharing with people, and really, not the other way round. Like I'm this open book, while everyone else is this really thick book with many lockets. I regret being truthful and honest while nobody else actually is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-3842340716999934866?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3842340716999934866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3842340716999934866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3842340716999934866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3842340716999934866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-getting-late.html' title='it&apos;s getting late'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5367519113776311121</id><published>2010-08-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T08:00:07.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny</title><content type='html'>Hello blog, I know I've neglected you for a long time. But I have new inspirations to post about today! I've learned exceptionally much for today's youth service. It was about achieving our own destinies which many people have failed to do. I believe there's a plan for each person living on this Earth and ultimately, there is a destiny which brings us to our full potential here. Anyway it wasn't really the sermon which brought me to my senses, it was the prophecy which the pastor's wife gave me. Prophecy sounds unbelievable to some of you out there, but believe me it does happen. I received one in the youth camp last year, and it really did change my life since then. Every single thing the person said to me, it's exactly what I'm facing in my life. Both times. Today she told me that I'm always feeling scared. And it was absolutely true, for no reason most of the time. The reasons don't even make sense to me sometimes. That I felt that I was inferior because of what others say of me. And I was just thinking of that the past few days, or maybe just one. I realised it doesn't have to matter what others think or say of me. I may be getting fatter and fatter each passing second, but that's really just secondary. What God sees of me is what's most important. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of us now have many disappointments in our hearts, which requires more than just forgiveness. It's about letting it go, and placing hopes on more worthy things. It's not easy, and never will be. Anybody can fail us, even the ones you thought were closest to your heart. It's hard to comprehend how they could disappoint us in the way they did, even though they claimed to do everything for you, even though they claimed to stay by your side through whatever. Most of the time words will never be anything more than words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I have decided I want to place God first in my life. I believe that's the only way to make things better. And I believe He will be the only one who wouldn't disappoint me even though there may be times I feel like He has. I want to persevere to keep close to Him though what may come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5367519113776311121?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5367519113776311121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5367519113776311121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5367519113776311121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5367519113776311121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/08/destiny.html' title='destiny'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-1942958930207480395</id><published>2010-07-16T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T06:41:02.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wasted day</title><content type='html'>There wasn't lms today, our teacher went overseas or something and there wasn't a replacement teacher. So, yeah. Be jealous. I had no school today (: Woke up at 1plus and it was such a relief to wake up without worrying about going to school. Later on I received this sms from somebody in npsu. I got interview tomorrow, super nervous :/ Felicia haven't replied meeeeeee, I wanna know what they're gonna ask. If not I might be so nervous that I faint on the spot or something. To think that I thought I wasn't gonna get in anymore. Now the interview is another thing to worry about. I shall pray real hard, that it's gonna turn out alright. And you're gonna end up in su with me too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to continue watching sunao ni narenakute just now, but after watching one episode I realised the next episode quality is super lousy. I guess I'd rather wait for the better quality one to come out :B Meanwhile, I should watch sky of love. I miss that showww, it's super duper nice. But I don't know whether to watch the movie or drama. Both are rather short anyway. Listening to kpop radio for the first time, not bad. And the song playing now sounds super familiar, I think it's from princess hours. Another awesome drama :D The title is perhaps love, I think. Lol my memory not bad right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-1942958930207480395?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1942958930207480395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=1942958930207480395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1942958930207480395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1942958930207480395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/wasted-day.html' title='wasted day'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8533841709348915780</id><published>2010-07-11T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T08:56:37.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts</title><content type='html'>My head is hurting, my eyes are hurting, and I'm having gastric. I doubt it matters. I knew it didn't, I just hoped this time it would be different. Time and again I held on, hoping things will turn out to be better. Every time there's a situation, nothing ever changes. Sometimes I wonder if I tried harder that time, would things still end up this way? Second chances are good enough, and a third chance is probably impossible. The day this comes to an end, it will surely mark the end of our fates. I don't know why I'm thinking of this on an anniversary but it's just another day to you anyway. I want to make a wishlist. I want to make a wish on every 11:11. But I know none of them will ever come true. I don't know why I'm the only one who ever wants to see you, but it will never be the other way round. I don't know why I care about things no one else cares about, even the only other one in this relationship doesn't. I don't know why I didn't tear that piece of paper apart or threw the whole plastic bag away. I don't know why I do stupid things that I did to make myself more pathetic.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If cutting myself wasn't wrong, I would have done so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8533841709348915780?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8533841709348915780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8533841709348915780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8533841709348915780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8533841709348915780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8269043293006563644</id><published>2010-07-02T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T09:22:58.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day, quite</title><content type='html'>Woke up a bit later than supposed to today, I had sufficient sleep but it seems to only make me more tired. Couldn't nap on the bus to school either, miserable feeling. Today's lms lesson was to watch a movie, then it's quite funny I guess. But no motivation to do the assignment, nor project. I know I still have many things undone, I just don't feel like caring. I got back my common tests results, quite disappointing. Not even a single A, and it's all like average. Maybe I just didn't work hard enough, or others are far too hardworking compared to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't feel like talking to anyone right now, I'm just plain annoyed. I have no idea how many times this has happened already. More than a hundred times, definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8269043293006563644?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8269043293006563644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8269043293006563644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8269043293006563644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8269043293006563644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/07/bad-day-quite.html' title='bad day, quite'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7683844750112864049</id><published>2010-06-25T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:50:46.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this makes me sad</title><content type='html'>A boy gave a challenge to his girlfriend to live a day without him. No communications at all and said if she passed it, he'll love her forever. The girlfriend agreed. She did not text or call him the whole day. Without knowing that her boyfriend has only 24 hours to live because he's suffering from cancer. She excitedly went to her boyfriend's house the next day. Tears fell as she saw her boyfriend lying in the coffin with a note on the side: "You did it baby, can you do it everyday? I love you."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Tumblr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-7683844750112864049?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7683844750112864049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7683844750112864049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7683844750112864049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7683844750112864049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-makes-me-sad.html' title='this makes me sad'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8978715713570681141</id><published>2010-06-25T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:18:16.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia</title><content type='html'>Not insomnia exactly, just too many thoughts on my mind to fall asleep. Read this status update from facebook that day and it said something like "though you may see somebody smiling and laughing throughout the day, that very same person could be crying to sleep at night". I guess it's kind of true for many people, well me at least. Sometimes in front of others, you act normally as though it's just another day in your life, but deep down inside you just feel like sitting at the corner of your room, disconnected from the rest of the world and crying for hours and hours. Perhaps I'm exaggerating, but seriously that is what I want. I'm not emo, just feeling melancholy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything just appears to be a disappointment today. It's just getting on my nerves and giving me mood swings. Sometimes I feel like it could last forever, but now I don't see it anymore. I wonder to myself, whether this was the best choice I made, or just another mistake hiding in my delusion. Every once in a while, I ask myself whether I'm supposed to be left alone to feel this way. It doesn't feel like there's somebody by my side for me, just somebody who isn't available and not in need. I may have no rights to complain, but sometimes I feel like it's nothing more than words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At every 11:11 I caught, I wished I could have you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8978715713570681141?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8978715713570681141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8978715713570681141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8978715713570681141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8978715713570681141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/insomnia.html' title='insomnia'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5265750367107977977</id><published>2010-06-23T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:52:20.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes i'm blogging</title><content type='html'>Hello clique, I'm obediently blogging as you all have requested. Now very hard to type, my fingers dirty from the doritos in front of me. I simply love eating (: Watched toy story 3 just now, it was awesomeeeee. It's like a happy ending even though you didn't expect it. Don't know why now I can't seem to be able to catch any movies before 3pm. It's like I either can't wake up for it or take too long to prepare :/ Now those childish people are talking about things that happened last time. The doritos so niceeee. Then jo bring in ice cream cake and more cereals, Food ftw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after this I'm gonna continue eating then I wanna start doing my project. Shopping trip canceled tomorrow ): Maybe got some project meeting, so must faster finish up on my part. The weather is so cold today, I think don't need fan again. Yay I'm saving electricity (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5265750367107977977?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5265750367107977977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5265750367107977977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5265750367107977977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5265750367107977977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/yes-im-blogging.html' title='yes i&apos;m blogging'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-1773650981981825162</id><published>2010-06-16T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:23:51.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super duper cold</title><content type='html'>Hello blog, I know I haven't cared about you for a long time. Common tests are over but the amount of free time I have still doesn't seem to be enough :/ I think I just spend far too much time sleeping, recently it's hard to wake up without an alarm clock if I didn't get my 12 hours of sleep. And when I sleep, it's really 12 hours straight perhaps other than waking up to go shhshh. Sleep seems to be always the main reason why I'm late to meet others too :X Maybe I should try and learn to turn in early now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my younger brother's birthday today! Though it seems to be a happy occasion, it wasn't for another side of it. Furthermore, I have no idea what to do about the sad part of today. It isn't like anything I've been through, and it seems awkward to do anything about it. Sigh. We headed to ikea for dinner and to shop. I know it's weird to celebrate a birthday there but my poor little brother hasn't been there to try the food yet. Initially my dad wanted to eat this international buffet at novena, then we all protested cos after knowing the eating habits of everyone in the family, it's obvious the $45 per person will be wasted eating nothing much. Then we went to buy a lot of stuffs, and buying things at ikea is fun because we get to make it ourselves after that. The box is so cool, I made it you knowwww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is sooooo extremely cold. My toes are freezing. I feel cold without having the fan on. I want your warmth ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-1773650981981825162?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1773650981981825162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=1773650981981825162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1773650981981825162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1773650981981825162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/super-duper-cold.html' title='super duper cold'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3466467317172821178</id><published>2010-06-05T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T01:39:57.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iwannasleep</title><content type='html'>Today was maec paper, I realised I definitely lost 6 marks. Horrible number. Maybe cos of that 6 marks I will fail loh ._. Aiya, in the first place I also don't like the subject :/ After that I reached home very early, like 11plus? I was very hungry and there wasn't any lunch. So I went to nap, but then I lie on the bed until 2 plus also cannot sleep. Now I'm still very tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going daddy's house to eat, drink and watch movie! (: Finally something to look forward to. Recently I don't feel like getting happy over too many things. Maybe being neutral makes unhappiness easier to be accepted. Everything is too overwhelming, and it's just tiring to keep up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-3466467317172821178?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3466467317172821178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3466467317172821178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3466467317172821178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3466467317172821178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/iwannasleep.html' title='iwannasleep'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6564074006196901828</id><published>2010-06-02T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T10:52:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no</title><content type='html'>Common tests are coming up, and I feel totally unprepared. Everyday I overhear people talking about how many hours they mugged econs and all, and I feel like saying I didn't even spend a minute looking at it. Oh well. I have a paper on saturday, so strangeee. Thankfully no bible study, or else I'll be missing out on all the fun while suffering with macroeconomics; aka something I have totally no interest in and know nothing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce is gonna collect the earphones tomorrow! And I'll be receiving it on sunday, so excited! :D It's supposed to come with a pouch, like great. Maybe my wires won't tangle up so easily anymore. Even though I fold the wires nicely and keep it in my bag, I have no idea how it moved by itself to tangle up ._. I keep having to blow my nose, so miserable la ): It's like every night at this time I'll be blowing my nose like nobody's business. Am I gonna fall sick? Can't you wait, I am supposed to study hard now. I can fall sick anytime later. Oh, maybe I need vitamin c. I wanna buy the minute maid pulpy orange juice! Almost bought it today, but ): Sigh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want the orange juice now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/34013799-6564074006196901828?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6564074006196901828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6564074006196901828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6564074006196901828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6564074006196901828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-no.html' title='oh no'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-240433520160716816</id><published>2010-05-25T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:49:21.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so sleepy!</title><content type='html'>HELLO WORLD (: Today was a super duper longgggg day. I woke up early to head to school for elearning stuffs, had lunch at sim. Ohyarh, the sweet and sour chicken rice not very nice :X Then I went back to ourspace and waited for the vip. Watching drama in school is super difficult loh, it buffers super duper s-l-o-w-l-y-y-y-y-y. I spent more time waiting for it to load than watching it can ): Now I got a lot of stuffs to do. Elearning week is tough. And I still got the grooming workshop tomorrow, formal wear again. I went to collect pay after school, then they like scammed me cannnn. I was supposed to get $84 then they took away $40plus for my cpf, whattheshit ._. I never receive any letters about my cpf contribution at all, think they bluff me one. Then headed to 313 for my shirt. They should just shift g2000 and uniqlo on the same floor for my convenience loh :B Finally I walked very very very far to go to the busstop for 143 to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I don't feel like I'm in a good mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-240433520160716816?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/240433520160716816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=240433520160716816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/240433520160716816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/240433520160716816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-sleepy.html' title='so sleepy!'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3956523522988501502</id><published>2010-05-23T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T04:48:30.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do</title><content type='html'>Today is another sad day. I thought I could go out but I didn't get to eventually. So much for packing bag and preparing early. I realised my favourite pillow had a huge hole today, so I brought it to my mum and asked her whether she could sew it back for me. Then she said the pillow case is practically rotting already, might as well throw it away. But I would never wanna throw my pillow away. I grew up with it and spent almost every night with it covering my head. All the four corners of the pillow are torn and tattered thanks to my itchy teeth when I was younger. I remember this time when I brought the pillow to my grandma's house when we stayed over and my cousin was fighting with me over my pillow. Obviously I wouldn't give it to her, so my grandma had to get one for her too. I remember I used to cry at night because I couldn't find my pillow to sleep with. I would pester my mum till she wakes up and find it for me. Even though sometimes I drop it on the floor while I was asleep, I always felt bad towards it. Really. It was like another companion since I was born. It's filled with countless teardrops and good nights. I would never want to throw it away, ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-3956523522988501502?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3956523522988501502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3956523522988501502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3956523522988501502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3956523522988501502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-to-do.html' title='what to do'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-2362155815837875517</id><published>2010-05-21T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T08:09:57.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teddyfox</title><content type='html'>I'm a teddyfox! :D For those who have absolutely no idea what that is, it's actually a combination of teddybear and fox. As learned from my lms class. It just means I'm a person who compromises and accommodates, quite true for most of the time. When arguing, I doubt it counts right? :X When I thought I've just learned to save money, I started to realise I'm just really broke. I haven't returned my handburger uniform, which equals to $50. I haven't collected my pay from tcc, which is $70plus. I could have been at least a hundred dollars richer nowwwww ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, like seriously. While trying hard to adapt and get used to school, more than a month passed. Up till now I haven't even gotten one textbook okay. Not even the e-book :/ Planning to get at least one, soon I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-2362155815837875517?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2362155815837875517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=2362155815837875517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2362155815837875517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2362155815837875517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/teddyfox.html' title='teddyfox'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6835805618384889070</id><published>2010-05-15T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T06:31:58.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah</title><content type='html'>I must be either really bored or really lonely, blogging two days in a row for a person like me, it's extremely weird. Perhaps some time later my blog will be my new best friend, for sharing things that are hard to tell others. Plans canceled, mood ruined, so I stayed at home the entire day. Turns out there wasn't anyone or anything to cheer me up today, the effect of dramas didn't last either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal taste taught me a lot. It may seem naive to learn things from dramas, but there are at least some parts that are realistic right. It's about a girl whose best friend almost married her boyfriend. Turns out her best friend wasn't actually in love with her boyfriend, just in love with the guy whom the girl describes about all the time. And it suddenly hit me that, love just seems to make you think the person is so awesome that you think he is perfect. But the fact is, life isn't a fairytale. Prince charming isn't as perfect as he seems. You'll always end up being disappointed, not because he did anything but because you thought he was the perfect guy whom you hoped he was. I guess the person living with those hopes is the one at fault, for not being realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a break today. Not because of anything anyone did. I just realised I was being more and more reliant on others. I shouldn't end up being so desperate that somebody's absence will make me cry. One desperate girlfriend was more than enough, there isn't a need for another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-6835805618384889070?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6835805618384889070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6835805618384889070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6835805618384889070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6835805618384889070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/blahblahblah.html' title='blahblahblah'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7546654946357604489</id><published>2010-05-14T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:29:27.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>does it matter?</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Maybe I should stop blogging on weekends. Friday nights suck, saturday nights are not any better either. Even though I just did lms test today, everything about controlling anger and choosing the correct response to it, I can't help not being negative. After so many years, so many months, so many weeks, so many days, so many weekends added up all together, I never seem to have learned anything. Nothing is going to change for my sake, and all that I can do is to get over it. It appeared like it was okay and all, perhaps underneath all that, it'll be just another act. The drama is funny, but I'm not laughing. The song is nice, but I can't seem to appreciate it. I'm acting like another zombie, it's beyond my control now.&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug. But all there is to do now is to cross my fingers and pray hard tomorrow will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-7546654946357604489?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7546654946357604489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7546654946357604489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7546654946357604489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7546654946357604489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/does-it-matter.html' title='does it matter?'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8570385150153712597</id><published>2010-05-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T10:47:57.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meatballs</title><content type='html'>YESH, I had meatballs at IKEA today. Dead jealous right. It's as good as everyone says, MEATBALLS FTW (Y) Talking about that makes my stomach rumble, I didn't exactly have dinner just now. Supposed to have dinner with apollo feisty, but then decided that I didn't want you to leave my sight just yet. When I reached there everybody already finished their dinner, didn't wanna eat with everyone else watching me so I skipped. Anyway, school was great. 9-11am? :X ITB was canceled, weehee. Headed to library for group project and for the first time we booked our own room (: Feel kinda proud of ourselves cos previously we took the room illegally :/ Kiakheng asked me a question and made me realise I was acting like a zombie since the day before. He thought I was sick or something, perhaps I was, just not physically ill. Group discussion was quite funny, the librarian made me go down to the 2nd floor to finish my bubble tea and the guys sneakily hid theirs ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought things were getting better. Perhaps I should learn to know when things are enough, when I should head home, when I ought to leave you to get a break. I wanted to walk in the rain alone. But it refused to give me a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8570385150153712597?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8570385150153712597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8570385150153712597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8570385150153712597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8570385150153712597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/meatballs.html' title='meatballs'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6188572887349081727</id><published>2010-05-11T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:59:41.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet seventeen</title><content type='html'>Is it really? I don't know either. First day after turning seventeen, I'm dead beat and drained. It's hard to figure out what's really the reason anymore. Initially today was fine, other than being lethargic and restless. It was only until I had too much time to think, perhaps it's better to keep myself busy and occupied. I enjoyed my birthday, it was just the past and future that scared me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of emo-ism, time to cheer myself up (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-6188572887349081727?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6188572887349081727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6188572887349081727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6188572887349081727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6188572887349081727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-seventeen.html' title='sweet seventeen'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-529932870763152597</id><published>2010-05-01T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:50:08.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>runny nose</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be asleep long ago, I guess. But I chose to continue sitting on that sofa and watch whatever is showing on the black box. Reminder to self to watch brilliant legacy next week. I hate it when it comes to the time of the month when every little thing makes me cry. The show wasn't sad, but I teared a few times. It wasn't supposed to be much of a big deal, but it seemed like it was to me. After so many times, it ought to be time I learn something from it. Stop being naive and decide everything I hope for will come true. Maybe it would appear I have everything I need. I have what I need, it just isn't there. How contradicting. After all, I'm the only one who feels disappointed whenever history repeats itself. When does saying sorry carry no meaning anymore. Please grow up, stupid. It will be just another vicious cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-529932870763152597?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/529932870763152597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=529932870763152597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/529932870763152597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/529932870763152597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/05/runny-nose.html' title='runny nose'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5322105069387682329</id><published>2010-04-30T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T09:37:23.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overwhelmed :/</title><content type='html'>HEY (: I haven't been blogging for awhile now, school is draining all my energy away ): It doesn't allow me to get enough sleep, it doesn't give me time to go shopping and play the way I like it, it's depriving me of chances to see my friends D: Rahh. I miss going out with charlene and xuefeng, hunting for clothes together and talking about crazy stuffs. Now we're all so caught up with our lives that it becomes hard to find time to meet each other. And now I'm forever feeling sleepy and tired, I don't know why. Must be that feeling to know that monday is a school day. I had plenty of sleep last night, a whole 10 hours. Isn't that supposed to be enough? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering changing to another cca, I guess ngeeann's volleyball just isn't really my thing? Or should I just say, playing volleyball in a team isn't my type. I don't like snatching for the ball, going around saying 'mine', I don't like having PT on super rough concrete floors. This is so troublesome D: Maybe I should ask how my friends' ccas are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5322105069387682329?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5322105069387682329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5322105069387682329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5322105069387682329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5322105069387682329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/overwhelmed.html' title='overwhelmed :/'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7384406936352318189</id><published>2010-04-23T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:17:57.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my arm hurts ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HELLO (: Let's start with today, it was quite good for me. I woke up at near 10 and took my time to prepare. Rushed for lunch and headed to school, met jessica at the bus stop. Quite funny, I saw the feisty people then I went to say hi and everything then I turned back she zao already. Then they don't believe she's my friend ): Anyway, note to self; not to waste time waiting for lift at block 5 anymore. It's only on the third floor, good exercise (: Had lms today, actually I don't know what it stands for. A bit like cme like that, teach you stuffs like anger management, self-esteem etc. The lecturer funny funny one :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn the clock backwards and let's talk volleyball :D Attended my first ngeeann volleyball training yesterday, met a few people I didn't expect to see. Saw my ex-colleague joey! At first I thought she looked familiar, then she was like "handburger!" Then OHHHHHH :D We wasted quite a bit of time waiting, then broke into groups where we did a bit of ice-breaking. We played who-what-huh, kenneth keep sabotaging the guy beside him who is supposed to be his friend lol. The senior keep calling my name because I sit directly in front of him, make me so tensed thought I was gonna get forfeited :/ After that we went into smaller groups, my group had 5 then we did digging. It was kinda awkward if I shouted mine mine mine so I keep dodging the ball when it was near me and another person :X Then we were happily playing and somebody's ball hit my head. Until now it still hurts loh ): Oh, and the sole of my shoe came out and everybody waited for me while I plucked it out :B My group became so bonded that we didn't want to merge with others nor let the seniors join us. I guess it's more comfortable playing with people you trained with. Haha but it was fun playing among ourselves :D But the timing not that good, reached home at 10. No choice also, some people end all their classes late. Don't know if I wanna join other ccas also, I never sign up then anyhow crash :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms are still aching from yesterday, and the little red dots are like permanently there already ._. Every time I play volleyball with people I'll get these little red dots, when everybody else's has already faded away mine is always still there. I think it's because of my skin or something.  I wanna watch heaven's postman, why haven't come to singapore yet ):&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/34013799-7384406936352318189?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7384406936352318189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7384406936352318189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7384406936352318189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7384406936352318189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-arm-hurts.html' title='my arm hurts ):'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-1516228825133621797</id><published>2010-04-21T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:14:30.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ft island :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Weeeeee, FT.Island is on mtv now :D Actually not really on mtv, just one of their songs; I hope. Haven't been listening to them for awhile now, leehongki has orange hair here :B I think he's like one of the few rare people who can look nice in blonde, other than jaejoong. Don't know why so random today :/ Now I feel itchy all over lo, just now when I took nap a lot of mosquitoes attacked me D: Lemme count; SEVEN freaking mosquito bites &gt;:I Whattheshit sia. I only slept for like 3hours loh. Are they that hungry?! CHEH, I hate you mosquitoes. If I ever get a chance to, I'll kill you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about today. I feel like I wasted my time in school loh, turns out I had a 5hour break. Spent a lot of time at ourspace72, watched our past videos and saw a lot of photos. Wanted to play frozen throne campaign but didn't have a mouse :/ Ohh bigbang is on now, teehee random. Continuing my story, I watched the videos we made all the way back in sec2. Was kinda nostalgic, and made me miss the times we had in secondary school. When we all were still in uniform, when we always got caught by teachers for our hair for our uniform for our socks for our ear studs etc. When there were no lessons we played catching, we ignored the relief teacher, copied our work from hardworking students, play poker cards during lessons, did other countless things too. I miss my secondary school life ):&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/34013799-1516228825133621797?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1516228825133621797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=1516228825133621797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1516228825133621797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1516228825133621797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/ft-island-d.html' title='ft island :D'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7341000383431154089</id><published>2010-04-20T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T08:41:51.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I feel so guilty now. Feels like I ruined someone's entire poly life because of my one stupid mistake. Sigh, why didn't I go yesterday. Why can't I just get that right. Fine if I missed it alone, I even dragged someone along. Sheesh.&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/34013799-7341000383431154089?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7341000383431154089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7341000383431154089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7341000383431154089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7341000383431154089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/awful.html' title='awful'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7016091466376326674</id><published>2010-04-18T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T05:37:42.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cold weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HEY! (: I know I've been mia for the past few days, too lazy to press that button on my laptop. I like being lazy and enjoy procrastinating, I know it's wrong but I just can't be bothered to change that :D Have to report to school at 9am, so early can. But anyway, I just found a new school mate. Actually I also don't know how to call that, school mate is like another person in business school is it. Then what should I call people in np also; campus mate? :O Oh whatever, anyway I have no idea what to bring tomorrow. Everybody is telling me different stuffs, I shall just bring all the necessary and for whatever I didn't bring I already have an excuse; "I had no idea I have to bring that :D". Great, I planned already :B Must chiong with zr to meet the feisty people during our break tomorrow, secret plans await after that. Shh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended another 101 session today, the lesson quite cool :D Learnt about the history of assemblies of God, a bit confusing actually. Other than that we also learn some interesting stuffs that's gonna happen, like the 1000 years of rule without death or illness or crime. And about the new earth and new heaven. OH, and this very important thing. I realised I could eat beef at medium :D At first I thought I couldn't eat blood, didn't expect it to mean in another way. And I still felt guilty for nothing ): A lot of funny things happened today at lunch, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the weather very cold ): I hate it when I have to be all alone, not like I have much choice. This is just less upsetting. I always end up feeling that way, more than enough times already.&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/34013799-7016091466376326674?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7016091466376326674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7016091466376326674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7016091466376326674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7016091466376326674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold-weather.html' title='cold weather'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3027334796773909482</id><published>2010-04-13T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:08:46.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I slept a lot today, more than 9hours. And just the mere thought of it is satisfying :D At first I thought we wouldn't be going out anymore, cos like quite late already. Turns out there was a surprise in store :B Quite happy about it actually, although I feel quite bad for making him watch it again :/ How to train your dragon is niceeeeeeee, I wouldn't mind watching it twice also :D Toothless so cute laaaaaa, I also want :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're finally awake, read this. YEOKHEE: Get well soon! :D Sorry, I know I spread fever and cough and flu to you one :/ If you sick then nobody is going out to play with me ready, then I'll be very lonely. So faster recover kay (: Don't play dota until so late already, get more rest and drink even more waterrrrr. Water is especially nice when you're sick, really :D Oh, and thanks for the umbrella :B I'll remember to bring your 'secret' and umbrella next time, just remind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/34013799-3027334796773909482?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3027334796773909482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3027334796773909482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3027334796773909482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3027334796773909482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-day.html' title='rainy day'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-4759806148776111294</id><published>2010-04-12T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T11:40:00.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>traumatised</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;GOSH, I still feel scared from just now loh. STUPID FREAKY WEIRDO OLD MAN. Actually we had a great time singing k, then we ran like mad to catch the last train. But Carolyn drop her phone while running and we went back to look for it. By then we already missed the train :/ So Yiting, Carolyn and Jerene took cab back while I waited for 143 with Xf at the bus stop. Then this old man he came to us and asked what bus goes to AMK. Kind-hearted Xf still went to check for him loh, turns out he is some weird freaky old man. After she helped him check, he came up to me and asked if we were singaporeans. Then I didn't reply and he kept mumbling to himself, like "two little girls so scared for what, not like I'm going to rape you". Whattheshit, super freaky okay. Then he keep standing up and walking up to us saying weird stuffs la. Make me damn scared. He still scold us stupid idiot and vulgarities, as if it's wrong to ignore him. In the end we were so freaked out we took cab home instead. I've learnt my lesson, I won't go home this late without a guy anymore. Please don't let there be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly need a hug, get the hint :/&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/34013799-4759806148776111294?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4759806148776111294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=4759806148776111294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4759806148776111294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4759806148776111294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/traumatised.html' title='traumatised'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6844713660757282824</id><published>2010-04-10T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:06:52.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I fell sick yesterday, super energy draining. And I even worked when I was running a fever, see how hardworking I am? (: Even though I didn't feel well, I didn't ask my partner to help me carry anything I did everything myself even helped him with some of his stuffs too. I forgot his name though, feel kinda bad for calling him eh the whole night so I asked him after work and it was as good as not asking lol :X But at least he had the decency to do all his stuffs himself without asking me to do for him. Previously I had this partner who kept asking me to do stuffs for him, like what, are you even a guy? The ballroom was like extremely cold, my hands were freezing and my fingers felt numb. I must have been really blur cos I portioned one of the dish into 9 instead of 10. Then one of the guest didn't get his share, and I was like really scared. Thankfully they still had some left at the back and he wasn't angry at all. Phew :/ After work Jo gave me some stuffs she bought from Japan, I can't even eat them now. I think they're really heaty so I'll save it for next time ): But there's like this mochi thing I have to eat by tomorrow, hope I'll get better by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up from a nightmare and couldn't stop crying. I guess that's what made my illness worse. I was really afraid it would happen in real life, the thought is terrifying enough. Later on, my temperature kept going higher and higher. At first my mum called at 9plus in the morning to ask whether I wanted to see a doctor, when she called I was already fine so I didn't. Until I reached late afternoon my temperature was 38.8degrees. So I had to go to the clinic and go home alone since my parents were not free. Quite pathetic, but I'm glad still had you on my way back ♥ (:&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/34013799-6844713660757282824?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6844713660757282824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6844713660757282824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6844713660757282824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6844713660757282824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8662257044137589326</id><published>2010-04-08T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:47:59.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BAOC finally ended. I made some really nice people there; like lianshi sabrina felix xiuru sinhwee jessica aaron nicholas edwin enzo. And anyway, AZTECS won the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best empire&lt;/span&gt;. Cool right. I cheered really hard today compared to the last two days. Now my throat hurts, though I tried to prevent that from happening D: Yes, I overslept today again. There must be something wrong with me. I really set alarms loh, like three. But at least today I didn't get many missed calls, like 2 only :D Then we sat at the convention centre for like I don't know how many hours, a lot okay. I slept and woke up and slept and woke up. On the chair on my bag on people's shoulder on my hand. Well, it's tempting what. The lights are out, and there's aircon :B In the end I kept asking xiuru what time was it since she had a watch. And she's also counting down with me lol. OH and there's something wrong with yeokhee today, he's being sadistic :/&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/34013799-8662257044137589326?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8662257044137589326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8662257044137589326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8662257044137589326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8662257044137589326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-need-sleep.html' title='i need sleep'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-4716025410788386298</id><published>2010-04-07T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:57:33.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Rahh, I'm so dead sleepy. I wanted to sleep on the bus home, but was tempted to do something else instead :/ Can't help it, it's hard to resist :B Have to reach at 10.15 tomorrow. Hope I won't be late like today. I woke up late, and there was like 25 missed calls? :X Sorry and thanks for waking me up everyday :/ I was serious when I said I wanted to wake you up, reallyyy. I really wanna eat KFC egg tarts, I wanna eat I wanna eat. But I can't D: Why doesn't the KFC at the whatever plaza have egg tarts &gt;:I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of BAOC tomorrow, hope my friend comes :/ Go Aztec :D&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/34013799-4716025410788386298?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4716025410788386298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=4716025410788386298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4716025410788386298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4716025410788386298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5593575144781058646</id><published>2010-04-06T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T05:26:57.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baoc</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;BAOC starts today. So far, it was pretty boring. The cheers makes no sense and sounds funny. I still like my FOC cheers ): Sigh, two more days to go. Hope tomorrow will be better, but we have to reach school at 8.45. So, I have to wake up at like latest 7.15? I should attempt to sleep early tonight, or I'm so gonna regret it tomorrow. There's this performance thing on the last day and we were all encouraged to join. The gls or something in my group keeps eying at me to join. Like since almost the beginning of the day. Hearing that we had to stay back for it, I dropped the idea completely. Initially I was like considering cos it should be quite fun, but then on second thoughts, no way :D Now I realised I should believe Max instead of Marissa. Even though first day of FOC was kinda dead and all, it wasn't as bad as BAOC. I regret not treasuring it ): I'll be on my way to school 12hours later, what to do D:&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/34013799-5593575144781058646?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5593575144781058646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5593575144781058646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5593575144781058646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5593575144781058646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/baoc.html' title='baoc'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5032110559039424360</id><published>2010-04-04T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T11:19:22.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>water baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I got baptised today! :D For people    who don't know what's that, it's like a declaration to the rest of the    world that you're gonna follow Jesus. And dedicating your life to  him.   And a lot other things. Well I haven't finished attending 101  yet. So   that's all I know, but it's enough (: I know I've been  disobedient   previously, but I'm really thankful that God didn't  abandon me from   there. And waited for me to come back to him with open  arms. It's a huge   relief all the time. Sorry for only remembering  your presence when   everybody else seems to be available. I know I took  you for granted,   please help me not to do that again. I love my God &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; It's like a really  different feeling   once you come out from the water. You may argue that  it's just my   thinking but it works all the same anyway right? (: It  makes me want to   be a good christian whom people can tell not because I  told them so,  but  because of what I did.  It makes me want  to  drop all those bad things I did and ask for  forgiveness never to do  it  again. It makes me feel like I want to be a  new person who can be  good  enough to be His temple. I know what's the  first thing I need to   correct, punctuality :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, after baptism I went to meet the  feisty peeps again :D We were supposed to go seoul garden but they  abandoned the thought after knowing the price was $29.90? :/ Fifi even  booked seats for us lol. Like quite mean cos when we walked past the  restaurant it was totally empty. But we shouldn't be so bad to  our wallets also right. So we went to pizza hut, and some of the people  went to yuki yaki and stuffed their tummies full. The food was awesome  and we sat there to talk for quite a long time. All the guys finished  eating and even had time to go off to walk around and come back again.  Then we decided to eat ice-cream with our mysterious extra change at  MOF. We couldn't find it, and all the shops were starting to close  already. So we went mac for mcflurry. After that they wanted to play  truth or dare, like again. Then I made an excuse to go toilet and  dragged Melissa and Sockyan along :B After toilet we even went to fox  and looked around etc. Then we went to sit at the steps and talk about  how much we don't like to play truth or dare with people you haven't  known for very long. Then we headed home with Shermaine, Ann and  Felicia. It was super fun cam whoring with them okay. We laughed at  practically everything. We should have just left early to cam whore lo  :X Then we headed homeeee, and that's the end :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5032110559039424360?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5032110559039424360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5032110559039424360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5032110559039424360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5032110559039424360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/water-baptism_04.html' title='water baptism'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-2608888902009078184</id><published>2010-04-03T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T11:23:42.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Olympus outing at sentosa today! It was AWESOME :D Though a few of the feisty people didn't come and some left early, we still managed to have lots of fun. Met up at 830 for breakfast at mac, but turns out most of the people are just late as I was :/ Even though I shared the super big breakfast (I forgot what it's called :X) with Felicia, we still couldn't finish. Others also didn't finish their food, I think we're one of the best there :B After breakfast we waited and waited until like 11plus then we set off for sentosa. It was like superrrrr crowded can. We squeezed into the sentosa express and Serena and Kareena actually got seats ._. Then the weather was like super hot. And it turns out I had the same shades as Ann! Just different colours. And Felicia's shades were like super cool, the lens is pink coloured. So whatever she sees is like shaded in pink? :D When I see that next time, I don't mind getting it :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went across this bridge to go the other side, it was like really windy there on the rocks. Then we took titantic photos! But the sand is like seriously fail. Then suddenly the sand super hot so we all hopped back to the 'main' beach. Actually I don't remember the sequence anymore :X We played volleyball and monkey. Then it rained and we went into the pavilion to play handiplast(?) and splat. Now it seems like all the feisty people know how to play splat already! :D After we happily went out to play volleyball again, it started raining. Again. So we played chop chili chop chili chop chop chop. The forfeits are like super disgusting. Thank God I knew how to play this game since I was like p2? Teehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to the water part. We threw sand at syafiq until he was like upset with us. Now I still feel guilty loh :/ Tomorrow if he's there I'm gonna apologise to him. Then they threw at me also can. Irritating. Then I got sand in my pockets and everything. Super gross. And I spotted a stingray! Super cool la. But only some others saw it. But like quite scary to be playing in a water with stingray and jellyfishes? :/ We just ignored it anyway. After shower we headed for dinner at carl's jr! I miss their burgers seriously. Actually I wanted to eat Portobello Mushroom Burger, but tried Big Carl's instead. Simply because it was very much cheaper lol. Felicia and Ann also did the same when they wanted the mushroom burger initially. But it's still beef, and it's awesomeeeeee :B Then we sat at vivo for a really long time, took a few photos and stuffs. That place is really cold okayyyyy. The air-con is like blowing at us straight. Bought cream puff and headed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw YK's bro on the way and unexpectedly he recognised me. At first I wasn't even sure, cos I only recognised the shirt :X Then I cut my pathetic broken nails at the dustbin and the little boy had his dessert after dinner :B Cream puffs are nice! I bought it specially from vivo and I held that paper bag all the way back cos I was afraid that the cream will all come out if I squashed it in my bag. In the end he still did the same thing ._. Adorableeeeeeeeee. Kay, I should sleep already. Got water baptism and dinner at seoul garden tomorrow. Hope it all turns out well :/&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/34013799-2608888902009078184?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2608888902009078184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=2608888902009078184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2608888902009078184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2608888902009078184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/sentosaaaaaaa.html' title='sentosaaaaaaa'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8713066631431311634</id><published>2010-04-02T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T09:29:14.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's Good Friday and I didn't even get 6 hours of sleep the night before. I kept yawning during service, made me feel bad :/ After service I had lunch with refresh at pastamania bishan. It was like really cheap thanks to yingwen who had I think 30% staff discount? :X Other than that, they upsized our drink and garlic bread was on the house. We were all super duper full after that. After that a few of them went off to gym, I think. And the rest of us went shopping around. Then I met up with the clique at seoul garden marina. Walked around again, and we seem to be walking around in circles. Bought hairbands from fourskin and food from muji. Feel accomplished :D I don't know why it's always saddening to know you went shopping without getting anything. So I didn't waste my time shopping today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday, sentosa with the foc peeps. For some reasons I don't feel as excited as I was before. Maybe I can't bring my volleyball tomorrow, oh well. Wish me luck for tomorrow. Hope everything turns out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there was this song we sang that was really meaningful. It's called worthy is the lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Thank you for the cross, Lord&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for the price You paid&lt;br /&gt; Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;br /&gt; In love You came&lt;br /&gt; And gave amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for this love, Lord&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for the nail pierced hands&lt;br /&gt; Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;br /&gt; Now all I know&lt;br /&gt; Your forgiveness and embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt; Seated on the throne&lt;br /&gt; Crown You now with many crowns&lt;br /&gt; You reign victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt; Jesus Son of God&lt;br /&gt; The Darling of Heaven crucified&lt;br /&gt; Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt; Worthy is the Lamb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8713066631431311634?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8713066631431311634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8713066631431311634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8713066631431311634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8713066631431311634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7631934553258851242</id><published>2010-04-01T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T11:28:31.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy april's fool day :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hellooooo :D Today's april's fool day, and I didn't really get to prank anyone ): See, I'm such a good girl. Praise me! (: The only thing I did was to bluff Caroline that they want us to go back at 10pm instead of 11pm. She really believed me! Lol :X And until now I haven't told her yet. Xf even worse can, she wanted Caroline to go ask the manager whether we can go already. Sure super embarrassing la :X That evil girl also tricked the bartender that we were lesbians. And he was like stunned and told us the boss doesn't approve of that HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. That's all :B&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/34013799-7631934553258851242?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7631934553258851242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7631934553258851242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7631934553258851242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7631934553258851242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-aprils-fool-day-d.html' title='happy april&apos;s fool day :D'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8813443704620168056</id><published>2010-03-29T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T10:46:16.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regretted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sigh, I got into trouble today again and again. I feel like telling someone about it, who isn't going to get angry at me, who isn't going to laugh. I know it was wrong in the first place to reply like that. It's not like you don't know I'm bad at rejecting people, it's either I don't dare to say or the person don't get it. So I guess I deserve it when you say I should be responsible for what I said, I'll just have to wait for the verdict on saturday then. Chatting with ann kinda cheered me up, but it isn't the same. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'm at fault, can't you save me like you always do? I guess I shouldn't expect so much when I did wrong.&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/34013799-8813443704620168056?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8813443704620168056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8813443704620168056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8813443704620168056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8813443704620168056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/regretted.html' title='regretted'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-7233988590691428080</id><published>2010-03-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T07:23:18.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC 10/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;HEY (: I'm finally back from NgeeAnn  Polytechnic  Student Union's Freshmen Orientation Camp 10/11 Olympus!  Apollo feisty  rocksssss :D I miss playing splat with those guys. I miss  playing pass  the message/action at the grand stand. I miss tapping  people on the  shoulder with ann. Honestly, the food for this camp is  one of the best  I've had compared to all other camps. Although the rice  is always not  nice, having macdonald's breakfast for camp is one of  the first :D Can't  wait to meet up with feisty peeps on 3april! (((:  Next camp up is baoc  and maybe I'll go for the christian camp for 40  peeps if I can squeeze  my way in? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Camp was awesome!  Though I didn't get to  be in the same group as you, I hope you've  enjoyed yourself as I have.  Who says freshmen camp is boring, you are  sooooo wrong. I learned so  many cheers in this camp, even other groups'  cheers :B And on the last  day we started cheering along when other  groups cheered, our gls were  all mystified :D I think I don't wanna talk  about what happened in  camp, so much happened. We were all sunburned,  black and red  altogether. We had lots of fun, but I didn't cry. Our gls  did, and  feisty peeps all went to the stage for a group hug &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I've got no  work for next  week currently, kinda pathetic. Maybe I should call and  ask for myself.  Ohyarh ohyarh! I'm getting baptised next sunday on  easter! Today I just  attended the 101 course, the pastor's laughter is  really contagious.  Grace and I were like laughing only at his laughter  and not jokes lo :/ I  still haven't decided whether to go for church  camp, I'm so gonna miss  you tons if I went ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My house just got  miotv, nothing there  interests me currently. Anyway it comes with the  broadband, I will still  prefer my starhub :D Fairly Oddparents is on  right now, I haven't  watched this episode before! :B Oh, xf just got  her new phone. Samsung  jet white, my recommendation :D And I only  recommended it because yk is  using it :/ I guess that's all, can't wait  to see you again. I'm so  gonna pinch you and mess up you vain pot's  hair  (:&lt;/span&gt;&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/34013799-7233988590691428080?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7233988590691428080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=7233988590691428080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7233988590691428080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/7233988590691428080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/foc-1011_28.html' title='FOC 10/11'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8898065613340247512</id><published>2010-03-21T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:04:40.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Woke up at 1031am today, shocked. Church starts at 1030 and I'm still in bed. Gosh, I was really tired. I just did the craziest thing I ever done the night before and slept at 7plus. Though I got scolded and all, I'm glad I did it for you. It would have been a bigger surprise if you didn't leave house so early. I already planned to run all the way there can, I needed the jog :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the remaining afternoon after lunch playing cards, mahjong, payday, watching blades of glory. My second dinner there, maybe I should give them something back in return. I had lots of fun, thanks for all (: Hmm, Justin Bieber has really nice songs. Just a random thought, Winnie is crazy over him and we were just talking about him today. Overboard and That Should Be Me is nice. I think I always prefer sad songs and it doesn't even depend on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad, I really do. I went back on my words, it's my bad. I made you disappointed but cheer up please ): I'll try really hard to prevent such things to happen again. Sorry. You're worth it, really.&lt;br /&gt;&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/34013799-8898065613340247512?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8898065613340247512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8898065613340247512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8898065613340247512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8898065613340247512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3669666930719145034</id><published>2010-03-18T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:51:29.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go USS D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey yo, I'm finally blogging again. I'll try to use chim words now, but you can't expect much from a B3 english person ): Gosh I'm so tired. I wanna sleep, those 30 minutes of sleep on the bus didn't seemed to have helped. But I'm working at uss tomorrow! I wanna camwhore there :B the place looks awesome okay. Must really try to go there at least once in your lifetime, maybe it isn't worth $66 for that few pathetic hours but it's niceeeeee :D I met this korkor at uss, he is like super tall compared to xf. He's 192 if I'm not wrong, like two heads taller than her? :X Then there was this few peeps who look like our classmates lol. Then this guy who never wanted to eat when I asked him and started binging when he saw the chocolate cake. Super funny.&lt;br /&gt;Today's food at bagus was not bad. I asked for more mashed potato :B and the soup was nice. Yiting kept asking what soup then I say carrot she don't believe me ): I don't know why they are shocked whenever they eat with me. "HUH, you eat so much!?" What's so surprising, I'm hungry :X I think I prefer the food at take5, but I have to be careful of their door :/ I don't know how but I opened the door and got hit ._. Then I got this cut on my thumb from the door handle. I told that to my colleague and she was like "woah, the door handle is fierce". It sounded hilarious, so credits to her for my pm :D Recently I keep getting injuries in places where it's hard to paste plasters. like a cut in the middle of my thumb, another cut on my knuckle, and now it's at the start of my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get my pay on 10th. Last month was super good can, they gave me $260 when I only worked for 4 days. Almost $70 is extra :X At the end of the month I'm so gonna get corby pro. I don't like my phone ): even though it's barely manageable to be used.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep I wanna sleep I wanna sleep.&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/34013799-3669666930719145034?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3669666930719145034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3669666930719145034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3669666930719145034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3669666930719145034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanna-go-uss-d.html' title='I wanna go USS D:'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-8722758845994243733</id><published>2010-02-24T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:49:14.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>title-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wonder why I'm always feeling down when blogging these days. Wanted to skip lunch actually, but my mum came out of the room and realised I haven't eaten and took the initiative to heat it up for me. It seems mean to not eat now, so I'll just try to swallow everything down my throat. The plate was real hot, and I actually stupidly touched it. Oh well, typical me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Didn't work today, I kinda regret not working yesterday. I should just slog the rest of my week at work and forget about everything else. Maybe I'll work even if it isn't $7/hour, I need something to get my mind off things. Resort world was pretty fun. I was assigned to the deli, which sells cakes, muffins, cookies, sandwiches and drinks. Initially it was really boring cos I was the only part-timer there and there were hardly any customers. Then somebody told me to go help out inside the restaurant, so I did. It was so much better than standing in front of the counter, yawning and doing nothing else. My colleagues were not bad, even though they looked pretty strict and stuffs. Xf just called, complaining of being bored during her break. I forgot to ask her what one of the colleagues addressed her, I thought I heard the guy call me something a few times which freaked me out. I'll ask tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I worked at Capella on monday, the place is like a maze okay. Xf and I practically spent one hour trying to find our way around the place. Thankfully we found the colleague we worked with previously. Jo left early to have dinner with her parents, and we were really surprised to know she found her way with that other guy. Hope it wasn't because our sense of direction is that horrible. We sneaked into the canteen and took our dinner even though we weren't supposed to. After finishing our meal, we went to make a three layer sandwich, filled with tuna cheese and egg mayo. Then we hid an icecream in our pockets and tried to find our bags, which made us walk around the same places again and again. After tiring ourselves to find our way out, we took the shuttle bus back to harbourfront and again we can't get to the places we wanted to get to. Initially we wanted to shop some more at Bishan seeing that we're taking 57 home, but by the time we reached tpy it was like 9.40 or around there. So, mission abandoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This saturday is gonna be such a busy day, meeting the clique at 11 I think. Leaving the carnival at 2.30 latest. Then meeting refresh youths at 3 at Bishan mrt for bible study, steamboat dinner after that. Maybe I'm gonna be left alone for dinner, guess all I can do is to cross my fingers and hope I get my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This is such a long post. But since I'm down, I should just spam it with small words so it wouldn't look as long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;I realised a lot last night, that I shouldn't take you to be the person you used to be. I shouldn't have thought everything will be back to what it used to be, because you're not the guy from before. Maybe I should stop hoping you'll be that person again, the past is already in the past and I will just have to learn to accept it and let go. If I was the person I used to be that time, perhaps I wouldn't have gotten upset. I just want that guy for one day again. If only I could turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-8722758845994243733?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8722758845994243733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=8722758845994243733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8722758845994243733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/8722758845994243733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/02/title-less_24.html' title='title-less'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-2823765947290824165</id><published>2010-02-10T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T10:43:15.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i went back on my words. i know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay, sorry. I know I said to revive it and keep it alive. Now that I'm feeling kinda down, I really really miss those days when you were just an sms away. I realised how complacent I used to be, taking all that I had for granted and was never thankful for it. Sorry. I know I never really deserved all that in the first place. I'll learn to get over it like you taught me to, to cheer up without anyone's help. I promise myself to be fine by tomorrow (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;While having a craving for sad emo songs, purple line caught my eye. That song which made me feel like vomiting on the trip to malaysia during our sec 3 camp. That mv which susan watched with me over and over again. It's hard to believe so much happened since then. When I thought we could go through everything together, we didn't. Are there supposed to be second chances in relationships? I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Chinese new year is coming, and I actually took two weeks off to slack. Working is kinda enjoyable actually. My colleagues are always looking after me; sharing their staff meals with me even though I wasn't supposed to eat, clearing away all the heavy stuffs and leaving the small light things for me, laughed with me when I broke a plate, sneaking food from the counter and sharing it with me. I made really good friends there, hope we can still keep in touch after we resign. Coincidentally, I rarely had to work with the manager everyone fears. During the days I had shift, she was always in raffles city or on leave. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;About happier things, I'm going back malaysia for cny this year. Maybe I shouldn't use 'going back', but half of my extended family lives there anyway. It's pretty funny when people come up to me and ask if I was local. Do I look so un-local? They all look kinda shocked when I say I'm a Singaporean, I wonder why. I'm so gonna ask my colleague which country I looked like I was from the next time I work. I'm so curious. I'm leaving sg on saturday, missing church on sunday. It always feels weird not going church on a sunday, as if I forgot to do something I've done all along. I'll be gone till thursday, and I can't help not wondering. Will you miss me? I'll try to get something for the clique, hope the funfair on 27th will be good. I haven't seen them all together since the 4e3 chalet, and I want another clique chalet ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:78%;" &gt;Reading my previous posts and suddenly remembering how things were before you were back in my life, I really thought those days would never end till you saved me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-2823765947290824165?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2823765947290824165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=2823765947290824165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2823765947290824165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2823765947290824165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-went-back-on-my-words-i-know.html' title='i went back on my words. i know'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-6305049943863029538</id><published>2009-11-12T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:30:20.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ohyay ohyay, feel so excited nowww :D Actually I don't know why, but feel so thrilled :B Okay, the big 'O's are over! Teehee, I still couldn't bring myself to start studying early actually :X But oh well, it's over :D I have to get a job soon, spending too much than I can afford to. Hopefully Jo gets a confirmation and we get the job. Wee :D If we can't get that one then I may consider going back to Nihon Mura. Working there is not bad actually, other than weird customers and the nihon mura smell all over everything :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel kinda hungry now, maybe I should snack some more :X I ate a lot of sweets today, hopefully nothing happens to me. Feel pretty bad for throwing away that sweet little lolly, I didn't finish it. Hope it doesn't feel sad. Rest in peace in the rubbish bin if nobody cleared you yet (: The chairs at central were funnnn, they can spin! :D But I didn't really get to spin much also :X I went to Sticky today. My brother wants to buy the big packet from me, but lol I think he's too broke. So I gave it to him, see I'm so good :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch 2012 tomorrow! Hopefully it's a nice movie :D M says the guys went to watch it today and said it was nice. The funny thing is, they went central today too. But I didn't meet them there or anything :X Lunched at the foodcourt and sat by the window. I never realised Singapore River was so dirty and muddy till today :X Perhaps the sea monster who once lived there died because of the poor living conditions. Sad case ): I thought Singapore River was so clean that people can swim there. From what I saw today, maybe it was just propaganda. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is nice for sleeping now. Have to wake up early tomorrow already, can't afford to be late :X Okay, i decided eat one more panda rock and a chocolate bar and some rice crackers. Then sleeeeeeeeep :D&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/34013799-6305049943863029538?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6305049943863029538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=6305049943863029538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6305049943863029538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/6305049943863029538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-1037515338510523492</id><published>2009-06-16T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T11:56:14.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday bro :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hellohello~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is 16062009. hoho, didi's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! :B i really wanted to buy the lighter for you :x but it's a fire extinguisher leh, seems to be reminding me of the risk that you might turn the flat down :X too bad, make do with the chocolates (: the tom&amp;amp;jerry cake seems to mark the end of childhood for you, probably the last cartoon cake ever. sad, you're thirteen now :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught drag me to hell today. it was super duper freaky! but if you're not scared of freaky things and frightening sounds, go watch :D it's not bad actually, just too scary for me :x but it's one of the few horror movies that actually has a pretty good storyline, good beginning plus good ending, not those cliff hanger ending where everybody dies and all. whatsmore, it was pretty funny :B like some comedy plus horror genre heeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at nihonmura. ohyes, i miss that place so much. but it wasn't the novena outlet :X had donburi, mochi, special green tea and mango classic :D teehee, wanted to eat more but the movie was going to start soon ): but that nostalgic nihonmura smell, it's all over my clothes my hair my bag my teddy bear ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays have been great so far, money comes and goes though. i wanna sleep till noon tomorrow, please let nothing wake me up (: goodnight to me, sleep tight :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission736: sleep till noon (:&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/34013799-1037515338510523492?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1037515338510523492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=1037515338510523492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1037515338510523492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1037515338510523492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-bro-d.html' title='happy birthday bro :D'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5452565167214065388</id><published>2009-05-10T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:18:37.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy belated birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;你们好，我又回来了。(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeh, I had no idea why. Just felt like typing in chinese all of a sudden. Blame the song for being too nice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;全世界都停了电-tank. I'm gonna remain as a good girl and prevent myself from downloading since I'm not allowed to be pirate (: Pretty please, let some kind soul see this and send it to me :D And somebody out there, feel guilty for being so mean and not sending me the song all of a sudden (: Boohoo, together has ended. Tata to momo, jiasen and mars *wave wave* (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;10052009 has just passed, so has my youth ._. Oh yeah, sixteen is not old yet (: So my birthday lands on mothers' day again, and the privilages given are halved again ): Chiong-ed home after service and gathered my geog stuffs to study. 17 again is a nice movie, bearbear's smile is extremely adorable (: And "trees in tropical rainforests have thin and smooth bark because they do not have to protect themselves from extreme climates", taught by the clever one :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dinner was a disaster, i don't wish to mention it. But still, thank you (: Anyway, i shall hereby thank all the peeps who wished me a happy birthday. Arranged by chronological order,  stefanie(who sent me before it was 0000) james may melina nengjie chiayu serene hanna kekyun kwek denise charlene dawn joyce carol darren lisa yingwen esther mandy chengwoon yiying pamela shermaine sichen shakila jianying sera marissa yeokhee grace yousung edgina siying kuangyong yingxuan, here's a great big THANKYOU :D Sorry to anyone whom i've missed out, but thanks anyway (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Lastly, all the best to everyone out there having Mid-Year Examinations at the moment. Byebye (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5452565167214065388?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5452565167214065388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5452565167214065388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5452565167214065388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5452565167214065388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='happy belated birthday'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-5520374190318835366</id><published>2009-03-06T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:56:35.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Fisher house (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hellohello :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Let's talk about Beatty Secondary School's Sports day 2009! Punctually woke up at 6:00am but was late to meet Chengwoon again :X I waited at the void-deck while she waited at the bus-stop loh, as usual, I was the blur one :P Blahblahblah, and reached stadium at 7:25 sharp. Caught sight of Serene holding the "4E3" pla-card, saw the namelist and realised that I was one of the last few peeps who reached there :X OH OH, got this very funny guy who stood opposite us while singing the national anthem. Initially, he put his left fist up. Looking at us after a while, he switched side. Then after a while, he switched again lol :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After that, Mr Lee continued talking. Serene and I also continued talking :D When everybody set off to their destinated seats, I had no idea where Fisher was eh. Hehe, easiest solution, follow the crowd :B It somehow ends up that all the Fishers didn't know where to go, and we got the chairs in the middle probably because there were no more space for us. Boohoo, we're the ex-champions la. Such disrepect :X Later on, we ended up at the extreme right of the stadium like last year, beside Hood. I wanted to skip my cheerleading duties actually, but May was asking us to come down countless times. And there were these two freaky lower sec guys in front of me and edgina who kept turning back and looking at us. Due to the fear of being watched, we happily went down willingly to cheer for the fishers :D It's freaky standing in front of so many peeps who stares blankly back and I don't even know 1/4 of them okay ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Screamed and laughed and cheered and sang, don't know how long my enthusiasm lasted. But towards the end, kwek and i ended up sitting with our legs outstretched, happily sun-tanning. I really think we became tanner, really really~ :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Blahblahblah again. Finally came the time to announce the points earned for each houses. I forgot which was last, but first three were taken by Jellicoe, Fisher and Harwood respectively. I think :D Hopefully Fisher would be getting our fourth-year running champion by the end of this year. Rock on Fisher house! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Was supposed to go K-box with the clique after sports day, but my throat was not in a state to sing anymore. So i headed home, alone ): Su says something hilarious happened yesterday. Ahhh, missed out on all the fun~ You guys better fill me in on monday :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay, missed accomplished. Updated already (: Bye peeps, drama time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-5520374190318835366?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5520374190318835366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=5520374190318835366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5520374190318835366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/5520374190318835366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-fisher-house.html' title='I love Fisher house (:'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-4953050063124746927</id><published>2009-02-28T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:09:45.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flagday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;  Hello humans :D&lt;br /&gt; Today was flagday and I think it rocks can :D And as usual, I was late again :X The bus purposely don't wanna come fetch us la, all the 105 155 etc etc came but none of those goes to bishan. Rahhh. Saw changwei at the bus-stop and waved, for a second I thought he was gonna dao me again. Heh, thankfully he waved back :D Met up with charlene and the rest and collected our tins!&lt;br /&gt; Excitedly set off with xuefeng and desperately seeked for places with no competitors, tough okay. We walked like super duper far, until there were no other beattyians in sight. But saw this bunch of catholic high guys, they stole our business ): And I found out that bishan has really cool playgrounds! :D I'm so gonna find one day and go play there :B&lt;br /&gt; "Good morning sir/madam, would you like to donate for the Singapore Heart Foundation?" This is the sentence i repeated the most number of times today loh :X If I would ever sleep-talk, there's a high possibility of me saying this lol :D At 9plus, xuefeng and I were at opp our school there. We ventured super far la, never knew our school was this near to j8 :B &amp;amp;&amp;amp; jojo called for us to meet her outside fairprice for breakfast. Weehee, we're finally getting our well-deserved break after almost 2hours of desperately pestering strangers. Ate at swensen's and played with food that we couldn't finish. As a result Mr. Volcano, Mr Omelette number 1 and 2 were born :B Oh, and yiying came swensen's specially to donate for me! (:&lt;br /&gt; After slacking for like 1hour plusplus, we continued on our super meaningful CIP :D Perhaps because of our super-filled tummies, we kindda lost our enthusiasm as more and more peeps already gotten the sticker. OH OH, the SHF has really cute stickers! I pasted two on my bag and one on myself, lost two left one D: Ahh, sadded ):&lt;br /&gt;After loitering without much donations, bearbear came by to help me fill my tin :D Mr generous gave me $5, biggest note of the day! I know it's pathetic la :X But I got two $5 note in the end loh, not bad already :P Anyway, thanks for the food &amp;amp;&amp;amp; drink &amp;amp;&amp;amp; donations :D&lt;br /&gt;Finally reaching 1130, but most peeps had already returned their tins. Happily called xuefeng and met up to return the tins. Headed for popular after that, and bought glue :X LTan's stuffs requires a lot of glue loh, so fast all finished already ): Took 88 home with xuefeng after that and talked about kindergarten, haha. Super amusing experiences from almost 12years ago :D&lt;br /&gt;Slept for 4hours straight after reaching home, teehee (:&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/34013799-4953050063124746927?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4953050063124746927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=4953050063124746927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4953050063124746927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/4953050063124746927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/02/flagday.html' title='flagday!'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-1825168903031775814</id><published>2009-01-30T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:20:04.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gopeng new town &amp;&amp; lawan kuda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello peeps! :D&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;suddenly had the urge to blog again, so here i am (: a lot happened recently, too much to blog about. but there's one thing that's super duper important; I LOVE MY COUSINS! (((((((: all of them are so extremely adorable :D shall post pictures after i get all of them from my aunt. weeehee, i miss them loads already! let's go by dates (: ; 25january2009 we travelled to malaysia on sunday night, 10pm bus. for the first time ever, it sped off right on the dot man. surprised :D the entire bus trip made me kindda nervous la, i was feeling excited + scared + estatic + sleepy + (etc etc that i can't remember right now) all at the same time. smsed like mad on the way to the customs 'cause i was gonna be deprived of my unlimited smses for approximately 3days ):&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;u&gt;26january2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;arrived at ipoh-perak, gopeng at 4plus in the morning. the bus was super duper cold, especially after mid-night. excitedly packed my stuffs and carried my bunny down the bus. and there it was, kampong's really fresh air! it's really totally different from singapore's air. seems like breathing there makes me happier lol :D waigong helped us open the gates that morning. haven't seen him since so long ago man ((((: he seemed pretty shocked at we arrived so fast. like i said, the bus really sped off :B he just woke up and was preparing to go fetch us from the main road and heard the neighbour's dog barking as well as the sounds that the wheels of the luggage made. our neighbour has two super cute doggies, golden retrievers! {: stayed inside the house till morning and went out for dimsum as breakfast. didn't dare to eat dabao, sure cannot finish one :X didi bought those firecrackers and etc to play. lol, i finally knew what kekyun meant by dragoneggs :D&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;went for reunion dinner at my great-grandpa's used-to-be-house. the place is hugeeeee :D now the house belongs to my mum's cousin, who is my uncle, i think? :X the place was super crowded, supposedly full of my relatives. 5/6 of those i've probably never seen before until that day. anyway, i'm proud to be the 4th generation of the wong family since the 1st migrated from china! (: my grandpa is the 2nd of the 6 brothers in the family, which is pretty cool already :D my family took like 1 and a 1/2 table and all sat separately, pretty sad though ): but i suddenly had at least like 5 more cousins? lol. one guy is super cool!~ he has really good fashion sense man :B the house that we went to was his, named jia le. pretty cute right (((: became super boring 'cause all the adults are talking about adults' matters again. played psp till we finally got to go home. reached home and bathed. the house that we rented was a bit funny la, the hot water is like on off on off de :X so i took super long 'cause i was waiting for the hot water to come back :D went to the living room and my cousins were all lying on the floor, playing mahjong lol ._. watched them play for a while and decided to join in too since whether i play or not, i still get attacked by mosquitoes. finally, i learnt how to play mahjong! :B seems pretty pathetic, but i learnt from my cousins who are 8 and 14 this year. bleahh, it's an accomplishment anyway (:&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;u&gt;27january2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i finally know why i'm always zi high-ing. my cousins turned out to be even worse than me loh. went to bed at 1plus, had fun&amp;amp;&amp;amp;laughter until 3plus. i really shouldn't share room with them again :X didn't know how, i woke up at 10plus. with both my cousins hitting me with pillows, again ._. they even finished their breakfast at 7plus. how can they be so much more hyper than me~ &gt;:I drove to grandparents' house and had breakfast there. driving there seems so super common lo. i wanted to learn how to ride motorbike, but it was cny. roads too crowded D: everybody at my age there probably already knew how to drive a car okay, and here i am, old and ignorant. boohoo.&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;went out later in the afternoon to go shopping! the trip there was pretty long so i camwhored :D i seem to be always doing silly faces with my cousin, she's talented in that mann~ (: a lot of shops weren't opened that day, sianned ): an surprisingly, i met of all peeps, kahleong. yes, the one from nihonmura. it was like super embarassing okay. i think i was singing singing with my cousin, then i looked in front, and there he was. fyi, i blushed not because i like him or anything okay. i blushed because it was embarassing, nothing more. really (: continued to shop for people's presents later. i think there's nothing really special in malaysia except for the explosives &amp;amp;&amp;amp; gums? lol :P went for white coffee after shopping, felt like vomitting :X i shall remember, never to drink caffeine again :x went back to the rented house and packed my stuffs. time passes so fast and we're leaving the next morning already ): my 6th aunt dropped by that night. along with my 2 super cute cousins! :D he has really long eyelashes, i'm jealous! :X my cousin havent even called me biaojie yet leh ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;28january2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is the day i ponteng school, lol :D woke up at 6.30am, had to be dragged down from the bed :X unwillingly changed and washed up. far too lazy to wear contacts already :B went for breakfast and took family photo, although it isn't really the entire family, but it's not bad already la :D went down to take the bus that leaves at 10am, made the bus wait 'cause we were a little tardy :P each seat had their own teevee screen, with headphones and a game controller. pretty fun actually :D home sweet home at 5plus in the afternoon. dont remember what i did, but too lazy to care about the homework that was left undone :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-1825168903031775814?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1825168903031775814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=1825168903031775814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1825168903031775814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/1825168903031775814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/01/gopeng-new-town-lawan-kuda.html' title='gopeng new town &amp;&amp; lawan kuda'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-3286934687683870329</id><published>2009-01-12T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:53:45.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness + lameness</title><content type='html'>today was the release of the &lt;strong&gt;olevel results&lt;/strong&gt;. one word to describe it; scary~ firstly, it feels scary to see all the seniors crying because of their results. did well or not, you can't tell. i mean it, seriously. they look disappointed one second and overjoyed the next, can't predict how their results would be like at all. i don't know why but i was nervously awaiting for the results to appear on the screen too. wonder how it would be like next year, sitting in the hall, getting my olevel results from mdmwan. dang, i'm feeling scared already :X but anyway, something funny happened at the end still. edgina's sis, raissa, is actually just as blurr as edgina is :B it was super drama la, couldn't believe this kind of things could actually happen in real life. it wasn't like she tossed her results slip everywhere or what, but it just kindda disappeared :X at least she was pretty optimistic about it HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning back the time to saturday, &lt;strong&gt;CCA OPEN HOUSE&lt;/strong&gt;. pretty fun i suppose? not including the fact that we only managed to get a pathetic two peeps to sign up for choir as their first cca. lol, the situation is worser than i can imagine :X oh, whatever. the sec4s would still be around until syf anyway, hope we can survive till then with that *bleah* number of sec1s coming in this year. i met this little boy who is really really cute man~ and i didn't get to see him in school today ): hopefully i'll get to find out his name (: he gamme a present! although it isn't worth much but, he's like so sweeeeeeet~ :B seriously, i was just kidding with him all the way and pretending to be hurt that he didn't join eventually. lol, and he actually felt bad for not joining choir la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to SOMA after that got lost in the building HAHA. can't help it, all of us had super bad sense of direction. and everywhere was like wuloo wuloo liddat :X we ended up in the vocal recording studios instead of the supposedly career talk. oh whatever, but it turns out that the career talk was super boring. phew? :D went to plazasing with edgina after that and from then on, it became a very LaughOutLoud day. while walking towards the building, we met this few students who asked us for donations for some redcross thingy i suppose? randomly picked out a coin and dropped it in, continuing with my journey to PS. it wasn't an easy journey okay :X on the way there, we met this girl who wasn't much older than us. she asked us whether we wanted to join this C.A.N thingy held at SMU nearby. didn't strike my interest until i heard that they were holding this 2010m jog around the area, i know i'm not really a sports person now but i seriously needed a jog :X i spent the entire holidays waiting just for the right day to go jogging and ended up not going at all, i really wanted to. just couldn't find the perfect day lol. so here it was, a golden opportunity right before me. i gave edgina the shiny eyes and asked her whether she wants to go. i was really really afraid that she would say no, but she agreed eventually~ :D double phew (: there came the girl's friend who helped persuade edgina and all. then they gave us our number for the run. woohoo, nice number. 1441 :D edgina got 1442. haha, couple number! :D went to shop around plazasing later on 'cos the race starts at 4pm. pssst, plazasing has shops on the top floor that sells a lot of scary stuffs. and i'm not gonna mention them here :X well, those things are really scary okay. i ate a super big and fat chocolate waffle there and lol, edgina was still full :X followed the bright green peeps to SMU later on and joined the run. unexpectedly, we met the guides from our sch including vanathy. super unexpected :D didn't exactly get to jog due to the overcrowded road, i couldn't possible cut to the road and continue jogging right. there will be a BANG and there, i'll be flying to the other side of the road. GORE~ :X when we finally finished the 2.01km jog, with the help of in-between laughters and dragging of people plus the water-break in the middle of the jog, we looked around desperately to grab our hands on one of the balloons that everyone else was holding on to. we followed the little kids who were running about and found a guy giving out balloons, hooray :D we actually planned to collect balloons of all four colours; red purple blue green. while waiting for the next guy to come, i suppose it wasn't possible with all the little kids fighting for them with us. so we were satisfied with having all four balloons between the both of us. i got blue and green &amp;amp;&amp;amp; edgina got red and purple, happy happy :D the balloons got tangled up later and spent like 20mins sitting in the mrt station *untangling them. lol, is there even such a word? :X took mrt back to tpy and met darren, johnathan, joel &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yingwen. lol? such coincidence huhh. felt bad for not being able to join them doing volunteer work today, hope it was fun too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've just downloaded messenger live 9.0. not bad, provided that you've gotten messenger plus! live along with it :D i think i can't chat without plus anymore, it's hard to cope without my colourful name &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tabbed chats :X while typing this post, a lot happened. i started being super lame and began drawing on my almost entire conversation with bearbear. i sent my most of handiwork to him and his dp is my supposingly masterpiece lol :D and in between, i'm owing chengwei a chocolate bar. boohoo ): hope he's willing to share heheee :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's becoming a habit that all my posts are super long? paiseh, can't help it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-3286934687683870329?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3286934687683870329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=3286934687683870329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3286934687683870329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/3286934687683870329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness-lameness.html' title='randomness + lameness'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-18469147985547804</id><published>2008-12-28T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T11:16:27.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Fusion 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was 19th to 22nd december actually. i know i'm being kind of slow, only blogging about it now :P i just suddenly had to urge to, i don't know why though :D it was held at BB/GB campsite at sembawang. before your goosebumps starts popping up, there seriously wasn't anything creepy (: i came back with quite a lot of injuries, even though i don't really know why. but the camp was super fun, definitely have to go again next year! :D&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;u&gt;18december2008 thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;busy trying to pack my stuff at in the middle of the night. was tempted to play cs, can't play, too busy to D: continues until 2plus, too tired to hold out. decided to pack the next morning and dropped on the bed.&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;u&gt;19december2008 friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;forgot what time i woke up, but obviously didn't get enough sleep :X left the house excitedly with my super fat duffel bag, with shoebag attached, while holding my Bunny {: so many people were eyeing Bunny with eyes of envy on the way to sbw mrt station, and my bro said i was lame enough to bring a soft toy to camp. i bet him i wasn't the only one, and i won :D winnie brought her Prince Charming! so ohyay, Bunny has a new companion {: punctuality definitely isn't shown in our church's youths, so i went to get snacks with joyce &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hanna :D met lisa and winnie in sun plaza with their bubbleteas and had a sudden craving for it :P when we came back, we realised everyone else seems to have reached already. and we set off :D i forgot what bus we took seh, 889? 882? bleahhh :X happily jumped off at the entrance of the campsite and saw the other church(es?) we were informed of our dorm number and peeps; 03-34.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;btw, i love my dorm peeps! :D there was grace, hanna, winnie, joyce, samantha, yingxuan, cheryl, huihui (she didn't get to stay over though D:) we rushed down for our introduction etc. we picked our mortal and got our angels. my mortal was joyce HAHA, i had to tell her on the first day otherwise i wouldn't have any chances to write anything to her :X my angel was lisa! :D after that we were given our groupings and i'm in purple! :B my super enthusiastic group members are; johnathan, justin, joshua, wilson, zoey, grace and samantha!~ :DD we called joshuapoh and joshuachandra joshua and chandra respectivey HAHA. later on we had this game, i forgot the name :X it's something like AEIOU {: we had to queue in a line and hide behind the board when johnathan turns back. we almost managed to touch him le la, then something happened and we had to start from the middle again ): while running like crazy, i dropped my slippers and handphone :B i forgot what happened after that and later in the night we had fear factor :X it was scary okay. we started off by frogs racing. had to pick up a frog from the container and put it on the ground, using a straw to blow it to the finishing line. poor things, the road is like super sharp and all. if toxic can enter their bodies so easily, it shows how thin their skin is. but even after this, i still don't like frogs :B one of the frogs had a miserable death, it's gory to mention it here. well, RIP froggy (: then we played with mealworms to solve a puzzle. had groupmembers to eat some exotic creature which was pounded and all, wrapped in seaweed and a sauce. we were supposed to guess the sauce by the expressions on their faces. i didn't try that too :B in the end the exotic creatures were earthworms, and there were still sand inside la :X then there were three buckets that we had to reach in to take out a marble. the buckets were sealed up so that we couldn't see what was inside. totally freaked out when yx said the creatures inside could bite :X in the end i escaped it by putting my whole hand in for 5seconds :D chandra claims to have gotten bitten although the creatures inside were actually all dead except for the frogs lol. he kenna scratched by the fins of the fish i think. later on we had to hold things in our hands and pass it to the rest of the groupmembers. i held the mealworms, egg and nothing else because zoey dropped the cricket when i was supposed to hold it :D nothing much later, but we all couldn't sleep because of the unfamiliar surroundings.&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;u&gt;20december2008 saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woke up with pandaeyes, worser ones to come :P we had PT around the place, led by timothy aka timotata. became super duper hungry after that and ate a lot :D grace joined us just before the sermon :D had lunch on our way for amazing race. started off in the lead, to some fitness corner in yishun. became arrogant and took our time to stroll back to the mrt station and even slacked in the toilet :X while unknowingly, other teams had already overtaken us ): went to dhoby ghaut next to look for some dessert stall and drank grassjellydrink and ate one and a half bowl of beancurd. scary~ :X we realised that we became the last upon arriving there, seeing the rest of the groups leaving already. slowly took our time and went to chinatown. had to eat 7 types of food in a chain. ate 面包 包子 纸菜 菜心 心心饼干 甘蔗水 水饺. btw, 心心饼干 is honeystars :D bought fours of those things from 7-eleven and one from cold storage, the rest from hawker centre. we took our own sweet-time to eat until joshua cheered us on and said that we still have hope HAHA. it was all thanks to him that we caught up eventually :D rushed down to vivocity later on and caught sight of CANDYEMPIRE! :X too bad, no $$ for that D: continued eating our honeystars even after reaching :B had to count number of steps on the big stage's staircase and handbags on the top shelves of forever21. i think there were 44 :D then we found timotata at newton mrt station. went to hide whenever another group was coming and got tricked several times :P went back to campsite and order pizza with the remaining money after the amazing race! :D stayed up a while to chat and cheryl dropped the bedside ladder on my head. kenna baluku TT&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;u&gt;21december2008 sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;woke up with severe pandaeyes and realised that i wasn't the only one :B woke up super early to wish yx happy birthday while being only half-awake :P went back to sleep and woke up again to prepare to go church. took bus and mrt and bus again to church to eat rotiprata. we made a lot a lot of noise on the way there, wherever we went to :B ate one and a half prata, dont know why. couldn't eat much although i was very hungry. went to church for service and had lunch there. celebrated yx's birthday with brownie icecream cake, pretty hard to cut but nice to eat :D went back to campsite again. played captain's ball with volleyball and toufu~ :D the toufu stinks and it's totally gross when smashed :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;had skit preparation later, have to act as bimbo D: special dinner! had cocktails, chickenrice, bbqed meat. the cocktail is super nice! i took it again and again :D something scandalous happened to hanna again lol :B had a super full dinner and went to sing campfire songs. played bombing games and went to the canteen for performance. all the groups did skit, and all were super funny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then we had prize giving ceremony! anna won the 'miss loud' award. yousung got the 'small eyes' award lol. hanna won the 'princess' award. justin won the 'cutest guy' award. porkchop won the 'most handsome' award. phoebe won the most 'spontaneous' award. the rest i dont remember lo :X all planned to ton the night. excitedly sat down to chat with the rest and ended up playing polarbear :D played until everybody really wanted to sleep lo then changed game to murderer. was too tired to carry on, dragged myself back to room to rest. found the rest of the peeps still there chatting, listened until i fell asleep. i think i was the first to sleep, last to wake up :D&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;u&gt;22december2008 monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dragged myself out of bed to wash up. didn't wear contacts because eyes were too small :X finish packing everything and brought stuffs down. went back to church for sharing and etc. still as funny as ever :D went to the food court nearby and had lunch. ate banmian and finished faster than joyce! :B our table was the last to leave because we all sat there and shared a lot of secrets :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;went home after that and slept for 4hours straight {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-18469147985547804?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/18469147985547804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=18469147985547804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/18469147985547804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/18469147985547804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2008/12/camp-fusion-2008.html' title='Camp Fusion 2008'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34013799.post-2436644802925526616</id><published>2008-11-14T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:40:20.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE year THREE months &amp;&amp; TWENTY-ONE days :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOL, so here i am, after 1year3months21days, blogging once again :D highly influenced after seeing kekyun's super GIRLY blogskins :D i'm feeling like a stranger to my blog, haha :B lots of things happened this 1year3months21days; big changes, big disappointments &amp;amp;&amp;amp; lots of new stuffs coming in too (: haha, scratch that if you dont get what i mean :D after so long, i've got a new song; Can i have this dance -HSM3! (: hohoo, i get high whenever i hear that song, so dont blame me for singing unknowingly :D ohyeah, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i've decided to not waste my money to watch it again although w/ the lyrics. it's a great disappointment to me though D:&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;we went susu's house for &lt;i&gt;supposedly&lt;/i&gt; french manicure, lol. complete failure :X saggy was super funny la, psst, she isn't able to reach her toes! :D HAHHAAA, i laughed at her struggle till stomach pain la. in the end i help her paint super nice la, one toe red! :D should have taken photo before she removed it lo ): oh oh, and before doing our nails we watched this super funny show; goong t :DD it ended so abruptly la, i was expecting more funny gay scenes to come out. lol :D we all happily went home satisfied with mostly base coats, ahahhaa :B&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;perhaps today laughed too much lo, reached home and dropped on my super comfy sofa! :D i slept till almost 9 la, shiok :DD currently wide awake, and trying to revive my dead-for-1year3months21days blog! seriously, the tags are getting very funny. should i reply? :D ohyarh, dont expect any frequent bloggings from me after this kay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34013799-2436644802925526616?l=somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2436644802925526616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34013799&amp;postID=2436644802925526616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2436644802925526616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34013799/posts/default/2436644802925526616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somethingthatwilllast-forever.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-year-three-months-twenty-one-days-d.html' title='ONE year THREE months &amp;&amp; TWENTY-ONE days :D'/><author><name>anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
