<?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-13604395</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:33:36.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yOu doNt KnoW wHaT iTs LiKe tO be Me!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>love;</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>429</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-8300308676657371531</id><published>2008-01-23T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:38:31.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be official&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM MOVING (LIKE SERIOUSLY MOVING) TO LIVEJOURNAL :D&lt;br /&gt;(although this is kinda obvious, like long time ago)&lt;br /&gt;THIS BLOG WILL STILL BE AVAILABLE, JUST THAT IT'S GOING TO BE DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving to: &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;yesyoudo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8300308676657371531?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8300308676657371531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8300308676657371531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8300308676657371531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8300308676657371531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4809705343071194733</id><published>2008-01-02T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T00:20:47.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another year just passed. and 2007 has been a great year for me. especially in hockey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, when i sat down and think about what really happened this year, i can't remember much. probably here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february 2007 - end of my year 2&lt;br /&gt;march 2007 - i met someone new&lt;br /&gt;april 2007 - start of school, which also remind me of the cca carnival. i was glad we made it there, or else, i wouldn't have known all the juniors now&lt;br /&gt;july 2007 - tessa went to aussie&lt;br /&gt;0ctober 2007 - my 19th birthday and the beginning of pol-ite 07&lt;br /&gt;november 2007 - end of pol-ite&lt;br /&gt;december 2007 - tess's back in singapore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than this, i can't remember anything much though. anyhows, it has been a great year (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4809705343071194733?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4809705343071194733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4809705343071194733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4809705343071194733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4809705343071194733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-year-just-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-839143827283859697</id><published>2007-12-25T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:45:10.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it's finally christmas. and we're at the end of 2007 :D that's kinda fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve was like normal. however, i stayed up later, watched the tv and mind your language from youtube. all the jokes just make you feel a lot better, especially when you're stuck alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind your language;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: yesterday ali called me a monkey face&lt;br /&gt;max: he shouldn't call you a monkey face&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: oh, thank you max&lt;br /&gt;max: it's not your fault you look like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: ranjeet, your task was a visit to High Gate Cemetry. What did you see?&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: i'm seeing many beautiful graves stones. and some of them have written on them beautiful words. i'm writing one down. you are gone my dearest wife. still i feel no pain. for i know at heaven's gate, we will meet again&lt;br /&gt;-giovanni cried-&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: what's the matter?&lt;br /&gt;giovanni: i can't help it professor. it's so sad. that poor husband he must have loved his wife very much&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: please don be sad. the husband is being very happy&lt;br /&gt;giovanni: how do you know?&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: he's dying the year after&lt;br /&gt;giovanni: oh thank goodness, i'm so happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: and they are both being football fans&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: how on earth do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;ranjeet: he is having put on his stone: United Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-during a debate about television in the class-&lt;br /&gt;ali: i am thinking television is very bad cause it's showing too much violence&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: good point&lt;br /&gt;ali: thank you. last night i'm seeing somebody being drown and shot and then, have their heads chopped off&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: what was that? the professionals or starsky and hutch?&lt;br /&gt;ali: tom and jerry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. watching the clips are a lot funnier, with their super confident face expression!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-839143827283859697?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/839143827283859697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=839143827283859697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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honestly want to be reminded forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time trying to fix&lt;br /&gt;What I want to erase&lt;br /&gt;What I need to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me my friend&lt;br /&gt;Friend, what does that even mean&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your hand&lt;br /&gt;You'll only pull me down&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your song&lt;br /&gt;On me, on me&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy not answering&lt;br /&gt;Every time I want to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But I can't&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew the hell I put myself through&lt;br /&gt;Replaying memories in my head of you and I&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time trying to fix&lt;br /&gt;What I want to erase&lt;br /&gt;What I need to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me my friend&lt;br /&gt;Friend, what does that even mean&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your hand&lt;br /&gt;You'll only pull me down&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your song&lt;br /&gt;On me, on me&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're callin' You're talkin' You're tryin'&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to get in&lt;br /&gt;But it's over, it's over, it's over&lt;br /&gt;Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time trying to fix it&lt;br /&gt;So save your breath, don't waste your song&lt;br /&gt;On me, on me&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held me&lt;br /&gt;You felt me&lt;br /&gt;You left me&lt;br /&gt;But it's over, it's over, it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You touched me&lt;br /&gt;You had me&lt;br /&gt;But it's over, it's over, it's over my friend&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste my time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7031364442291570703?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-9148754387744292261</id><published>2007-12-14T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:41:58.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143761351425389906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R2JPskEX9VI/AAAAAAAAAMw/c3ZaWoR2hno/s200/DSCN0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R2JPh0EX9UI/AAAAAAAAAMo/M4Z4ono5eIg/s1600-h/05052007(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143761166741796162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R2JPh0EX9UI/AAAAAAAAAMo/M4Z4ono5eIg/s200/05052007(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; calling for ng sin ee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm missing you like mad. pizza soon please :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-9148754387744292261?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9148754387744292261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=9148754387744292261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/9148754387744292261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/9148754387744292261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/12/calling-for-ng-sin-ee-im-missing-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R2JPskEX9VI/AAAAAAAAAMw/c3ZaWoR2hno/s72-c/DSCN0623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-7582803591569211559</id><published>2007-12-13T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T10:53:09.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAWR! CAN PEOPLE JUST STOP SMOKING?&lt;br /&gt;YOU POLLUTE THE DAMN AIR!&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7582803591569211559?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7582803591569211559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7582803591569211559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7582803591569211559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7582803591569211559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/12/rawr-can-people-just-stop-smoking-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7466693762405271496</id><published>2007-12-11T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T12:42:08.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your momma is so fat that she can't clap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAA HAA HAA!&lt;br /&gt;one of the yo momma jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7466693762405271496?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7466693762405271496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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week.&lt;br /&gt;no appetite, no mood, and so hot tempered. frays easily.&lt;br /&gt;brrr. and office's freezing like snow city. but so far, it has yet to rain.&lt;br /&gt;finishing all my work. now left the leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so addicted to the song.&lt;br /&gt;can't stop playing it.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tonight and tomorrow :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2225738626995595373?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2225738626995595373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2225738626995595373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2225738626995595373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2225738626995595373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-having-monthly-pms-week.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6514556539371951551</id><published>2007-12-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:11:57.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i'm afraid, i'm turning into someone i never want to be.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes, i'm fine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6514556539371951551?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6514556539371951551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6514556539371951551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6514556539371951551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6514556539371951551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-afraid-im-turning-into-someone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4542927100020136384</id><published>2007-11-29T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:58:04.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R07TSTthzwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UNGePt65x-c/s1600-h/comic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138276536358653698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R07TSTthzwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UNGePt65x-c/s320/comic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAA! very funny clarence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and thanks for making it worst for canon.&lt;br /&gt;HAA HAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4542927100020136384?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4542927100020136384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4542927100020136384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4542927100020136384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4542927100020136384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/haa-very-funny-clarence.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/R07TSTthzwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UNGePt65x-c/s72-c/comic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-9122668912823153757</id><published>2007-11-27T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T10:28:08.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr.&lt;br /&gt;what a way to start work. it rained. heavily.&lt;br /&gt;i'm drenched. that goes without saying.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i better get umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;freezing for now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-9122668912823153757?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/9122668912823153757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Animal Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/animal2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your Power Animal: Deer&lt;br /&gt;Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda&lt;br /&gt;You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You Are Likely a Second Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/second-born.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel inadequate.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school. you do best when you're evaluating.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you offer them constructive criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you tend to give a lot of feedback - positive and negative.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: accounting, banking, art, carpentry, decorating, teaching, and writing novels.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with art and creative projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Style is Classy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/isyourdatefashionstyleclassysassyortrashy/classy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got class, and you know how to put together a guy catching outfit&lt;br /&gt;You're more likely to shop at Bloomie's than bebe&lt;br /&gt;For you style is looking like a million bucks...&lt;br /&gt;And you're always do with your fantastic yet feminine wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Film Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/film.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8695015529361409719?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8695015529361409719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8695015529361409719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8695015529361409719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8695015529361409719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-animal-personality-your-power.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4606072847223645224</id><published>2007-11-20T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T10:11:29.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to rant. cause today's not my day ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to leave home quite early. so by 820, my laptop was shut down, bag was packed, almost ready to go out. when i was about to go out, i can't find my shoes. so, minutes was wasted to find my shoes. checked the time. 825. i can make it to office in time. i walked till yew tee, then realise, i forgot to bring my ez link card. ARGH! walk all the way back home to get it. reached jurong east, and i missed the bus. so i had to wait for the next bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. it really isn't a happy tuesday morning ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4606072847223645224?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4606072847223645224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4606072847223645224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4606072847223645224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4606072847223645224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7624228498014362044</id><published>2007-11-19T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:36:29.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stop it. stop seeking sympathy. i'm tired of hearing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime you talk to me, that's all you ever said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that you've changed. that you are not yourself anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't know what you're getting at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;probably that i'm the cause of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm out of sympathy. i'm sick of hearing all those lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i've got nothing to say to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime i try to build that innocent and clean conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is all i ever hear. from then, till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never change. you are the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so stop seeking sympathy. i'm so sick of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7624228498014362044?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7624228498014362044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7624228498014362044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7624228498014362044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7624228498014362044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/stop-it.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4481071096209361208</id><published>2007-11-15T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:30:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RzuvSjthztI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AlUU2-ZZg_0/s1600-h/DSCN0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132888933677518546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RzuvSjthztI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AlUU2-ZZg_0/s320/DSCN0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was the last game. the very last game. and we won, at the very last minute. i am so happy, so proud of the girls. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall result:&lt;br /&gt;NP vs ITE : 0-1&lt;br /&gt;NP vs SP : 1-0&lt;br /&gt;NP vs NYP : 0-6&lt;br /&gt;NP vs TP : 1-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know the results may not be impressive, but i'm still so proud of my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONGEEANNGO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4481071096209361208?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4481071096209361208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4481071096209361208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4481071096209361208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4481071096209361208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-was-last-game.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RzuvSjthztI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/AlUU2-ZZg_0/s72-c/DSCN0627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-21038317623820634</id><published>2007-11-13T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T23:10:05.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rzm94Oxyk5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SfLOrp_ljyQ/s1600-h/DSCN0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132342024102646674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rzm94Oxyk5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SfLOrp_ljyQ/s320/DSCN0563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rzm94uxyk6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/OBcLUCIrugg/s1600-h/DSCN05682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132342032692581282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rzm94uxyk6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/OBcLUCIrugg/s320/DSCN05682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unknowingly, celebrating the 8th month :) &lt;div&gt;and i've got a rose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it brought me closer to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;argh. i don't want tomorrow to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-21038317623820634?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/21038317623820634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=21038317623820634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/21038317623820634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/21038317623820634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/unknowingly-celebrating-8th-month-and.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rzm94Oxyk5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/SfLOrp_ljyQ/s72-c/DSCN0563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-428659798249451556</id><published>2007-11-13T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:56:58.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;no, i don't want tomorrow to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't want it to be the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i might need a little longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-428659798249451556?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-3949572655483687305</id><published>2007-11-12T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T12:34:37.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mr brown: juan, you're not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;juan: i am paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: alright what did i just say?&lt;br /&gt;juan: you say, juan you're not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: quiet. it's before that one.&lt;br /&gt;juan: er, before that, er, you're right. i not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: we were discussing 'i' before 'e' except after 'c'&lt;br /&gt;juan: arh, ok.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: spell receipt.&lt;br /&gt;juan: por favor (please).&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: you heard, spell receipt.&lt;br /&gt;juan: eh, 'r-e-c', er, 'i' before 'e' except 'c', 'E'&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: good.&lt;br /&gt;juan: 'i-t'.&lt;br /&gt;mr brown: oh c'mon think. you missed something out. what comes before 't'.&lt;br /&gt;juan: er, breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa. lol. mind your language is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and those funny feelings came again, yesterday. i couldn't help it. i felt terrible whenever i got those funny feelings. it never seem to go away, completely. and the tears never seem to stop. i don't like this. and i'm so sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3949572655483687305?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3949572655483687305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3949572655483687305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3949572655483687305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3949572655483687305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/mr-brown-juan-youre-not-paying.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7215270195628915707</id><published>2007-11-07T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:15:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RzHVuf56y2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lxlhQxQLI4A/s1600-h/CIMG2700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130116445366831970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RzHVuf56y2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/lxlhQxQLI4A/s320/CIMG2700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Tessa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've a livejournal. therefore, will be blogging and livejournaling from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yesyoudo.livejournal.com/"&gt;my livejournal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7215270195628915707?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7215270195628915707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7215270195628915707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm feeling very out of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;trying my best to fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes, i'll try. yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so used to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8215690351660428179?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8215690351660428179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8215690351660428179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8215690351660428179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8215690351660428179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-very-out-of-place.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8358138770906462139</id><published>2007-11-02T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:21:53.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my attachment requires to use some certain software which i'm not so good at. so, i've been going around looking for tutorials and tutorials. so, came across something and i came out with something. here goes, it is based on some stupid joke he tried to tell me, but he told me with the wrong details. anyways, this is the retro comic effect :) with the use of flash. lol, but flash's not working here but the effect's there, badly done :x&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128262273625410386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rys_Xf56y1I/AAAAAAAAALw/YWGussj_xJ4/s320/comic.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disappointed again in the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;c'mon girls. we can do so much better than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gongeeanngo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8358138770906462139?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-8131406375842094844</id><published>2007-10-30T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T07:00:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"zie, mark your man close. stay close. come forward and tackle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;those were the words i keep hearing on the pitch last thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;those voices, those images haunt me till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't know why, but i just can't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it shouldn't be a goal still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if only i could have perform better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8131406375842094844?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8131406375842094844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8131406375842094844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8131406375842094844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8131406375842094844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/zie-mark-your-man-close.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4142825781935530061</id><published>2007-10-25T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:33:35.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the very first game for pol-ite. and i am very disappointed with myself. i don't know what hit me, but i was just not playing my best. in fact, this was the worse i've played. everyone came up to me and told me i could play so much better than this. so much more. i just can't stop feeling disappointed. i know i'm so much better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4142825781935530061?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4142825781935530061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4142825781935530061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4142825781935530061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4142825781935530061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-very-first-game-for-pol-ite.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4466109508762055348</id><published>2007-10-21T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:43:35.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the finals for Singapore International Hockey Challenge. as soon as i reached there, i saw the Australia women's team walking out, with gold medals. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the pitch, the Singapore and Pakistan's men team were preparing themselves. A few shots, drills, and they were set for the game. the game started off quite well. and with the 3 goals scored in the first half by Pakistan, tension filled the stadium. i was there, hoping Singapore would at least score a goal. 3-1 doesn't sound that bad at least. and Singapore team did, with a short corner. however, Pakistan scored again, and ended the game with 4-1. although they lost, i was so proud of our Singapore team that they managed to get into the semi-finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next game was something i've been looking forward for. India vs Australia. must be exciting seeing two strong team aiming for the first place. the game started, as soon, it got a little boring, cause none of the team is scoring, neither did they get any short corners. it was just mere passing and attempt to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping at least one of the team could score, to create tension. the India team did during the second half. and the Australia team was back for a goal within a few seconds. and everyone should have seen the last goal. it was amazing. can't manage to describe it in words :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4466109508762055348?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4466109508762055348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4466109508762055348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4466109508762055348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4466109508762055348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-finals-for-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-2165901283970815304</id><published>2007-10-18T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:19:13.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling moody/down/irritated/frustrated/lonely all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, just going back to the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2165901283970815304?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2165901283970815304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2165901283970815304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2165901283970815304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2165901283970815304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-feeling-moodydownirritatedfrustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-9013049437818376799</id><published>2007-10-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:43:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, could have been any normal tuesday. but no. that wasn't the way it turned out. i woke up on time today. in fact, way before my alarm (which is my mum) rang. slowly got up, pick some clothes to wear, went to bathe, pack my bag, ate my breakfast and slack in front of the computer. again. i'm getting sick of computer. i wonder how people live their everyday life with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as per normal, slacking in front of the computer, accompanied by chocolates, made me rushed out of the house then. i'm always rushing due to this. once you slack, you don't feel like doing anything else. lucky for me, i wasn't wearing heels. it made walking -and running- much easier. however, i reached 5 minutes before i should. slack throughout the whole morning, till the boss found out that we got nothing to do. being nice, he told us, after lunch, he would be giving work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for early lunch at 1130. i ate quite a huge meal, that i'm not hungry till now. then, when i'm almost done, clarence, martina and the boss joined us for lunch. and there, we talked just like normal friends, joke, opinions, views and thoughts were shared. and for once, i used a total of one hour for lunch break :). actually, they are quite funny and friendly people. i should be enjoying my attachment in such environment. but somehow, i missed school that i went to MEL knowing there would be nothing for me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was given to me. totally different from my partner's. so, i'm on my own for this task. was quite lost from the start. then, i somehow figure out how to do and get some guidance from my senior. i finished it before six. i hope i'm on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh, it's been a week since i start my attachment. and a week more to game. a week more to the ending of everything :) i'm glad. more than just happy. ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, met him a little while. i celebrated my birthday with his family, with two cakes ad nineteen candles. yes, all nineteen of them. and it made me realise, i've blew more than nineteen candles today, had more than one cake (six cakes altogether). but thanks for all of the cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't know what to feel. for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-9013049437818376799?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-6277790141813739839</id><published>2007-10-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:26:00.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday.</title><content type='html'>today, i'm 19 years old. yes, 19 years old. damn it. i must stop going around saying that i'm 18 plus. pffft. by 12 am today, messages start coming in. i'm glad i put my phone off to silent mode before i sleep (which i normally don't), or else, i can't sleep with all the messages coming in. the wishes were nice. thanks everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, this year, birthday's different. normally, i meet my friends, on the day itself. but this year, i'm out with my family for hari raya visiting. my friends celebrated my birthday last thursday, and it felt weird when someone's not around. missing her. somehow counting down to the day she's back here :). and she sent me an e-card :D. i miss her even more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, has been different. very different. but, i'm contented with what i have, and what i am now. thanks everyone, for all the wishes :) i'm 19. PFFFT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;next week's schedule is super duper duper tight. can't wait to get over it. pffft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6277790141813739839?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6277790141813739839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6277790141813739839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6277790141813739839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6277790141813739839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday.'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-761324096115195226</id><published>2007-10-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:38:08.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arh. camera got screwed.&lt;br /&gt;spoil my day, dying to snap tons of pictures. i even carry extra battery in case. argh. however, managed to snap a few. don't worry, nothing about the camera functions or something.&lt;br /&gt;it dropped.&lt;br /&gt;heartpain ): &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;did something out of boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed to be something plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;but cause of me and my itchy hand, it turns out like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120814036234341042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RxDJPBaVCrI/AAAAAAAAALc/1fgfFc4hBRA/s320/way+back+into+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our first movie. our song :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exactly seven months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;130307 :)&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/13604395-761324096115195226?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/761324096115195226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=761324096115195226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/761324096115195226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/761324096115195226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/arh.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RxDJPBaVCrI/AAAAAAAAALc/1fgfFc4hBRA/s72-c/way+back+into+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-7158947544134919906</id><published>2007-10-12T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:52:38.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today marks the last day of fasting month. today's also freddy's and ravi's birthday :) happy birthday guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with yesterday. after work, went to meet the gang to celebrate ravi's and fred's birthday (unknowingly, they celebrated mine too). it was nice to meet after such a long time. went bowling for 2 games. and i played crap as usual, but, i score one strike. and i was damn happy with just one strike. naturally lousy at bowling. so, a strike is more than enough to make me smile through the night. so, the laughter, the cake and the present made me really happy. and i won't forget the "nizam's girl" nick they gave me. that was funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a long day. and there's ups and downs all in one day. what a way to end a fasting month. work finish damn early today. i think i only worked for 2 hours. during lunch period, they went to kbox, had a farewell time for one of them, at same time celebrated birthdays. yes they celebrated mine too. i was touched. i just joined them few days back, and they wer celebrating my birthday. sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sin ee for slippers exchange. managed to do so. got myself some new jeans :) i love. can't wait to wear them. then, we headed to training. and after training, no one should know, cause, it's just nothing good to know. nothing. and my day had to end like that. how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sorry if i'm a little too obsess, but all i wanted was just to commit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and if you don't bother, than don't care. you didn't ask if i need to eat. you didn't care that i just got home, have yet to unpack. you just know that work's done fast and quick. whatever makes you happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7158947544134919906?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-4592966398570433280</id><published>2007-10-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:57:44.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time</title><content type='html'>like what i hope, everyone in the company is friendly. it's just a small company, so i guess, that's why everyone is so friendly towards each other. felt quite comfortable with the surroundings after quite some time. and i'm allowed to bring my own cup for coffee and stuffs. and we're allowed to wear jeans to work. how wonderful. dress smart casual, or something. never really see the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, we weren't filled with projects straightaway. we had small trainings to learn how to use new softwares, and the softwares used are really interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met him after work. had dinner over at his place. and a ride home. what's better than today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think it's pms again. i just don't feel like talking for now. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4592966398570433280?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4592966398570433280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4592966398570433280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4592966398570433280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4592966398570433280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-time.html' title='first time'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7422804102593917640</id><published>2007-10-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T00:47:48.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>yes today, like a few more hours, and i'll be on attachment. argh. i just wish to have another week of holidays just like all my other schoolmates. but still, i'mlooking forward. met my internship partner just now. no idea who he was. but now i do. friendly. that's very comforting. i mean, it's always best to work with someone you feel comfortable with rather than someone you don't. i just hope the supervisor is as friendly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping for my office wear. almost went nuts. when you need something, it just isn't there. how frustrating. however, managed to get some. and he was being very patient (thank god).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i just hope, today, won't be crazy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday's game was good. so proud of everyone. they played well. even coach said so. i love the girls :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7422804102593917640?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7422804102593917640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7422804102593917640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7422804102593917640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7422804102593917640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1402880301384709059</id><published>2007-10-04T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:50:41.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are moments when I don't know if it's real &lt;div&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117322670204324498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RwRh2xaVCpI/AAAAAAAAALM/sHJ3dq4uco0/s200/CIMG2808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117322665909357186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RwRh2haVCoI/AAAAAAAAALE/Dpf_fFm7m64/s200/DSCN0338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i miss all of these today :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1402880301384709059?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1402880301384709059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1402880301384709059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1402880301384709059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1402880301384709059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-are-moments-when-i-dont-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RwRh2xaVCpI/AAAAAAAAALM/sHJ3dq4uco0/s72-c/CIMG2808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-2233009056540518326</id><published>2007-10-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T22:46:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if it's meant to be...</title><content type='html'>If it's meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;It can only be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this phrase, which (in certain cases) is true. like how we believe there's blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had my last lesson today. no more lesson. left evaluation and test, then i'll be on my way to pratical - provided, i pass the test. felt quite relieve that i've cleared the lessons. cause, they're time wasting, time consuming, and incomprehensible. especially about the clutch. so confusing, and the worst part, when they try to explain it verbally, when it's better shown. very confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i was looking forward to what's happening after lesson. yes, shopping :D. suppose to just get one bag, ended up buying more than just a bag. looks like, i've got to start saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so tired. i'm just so tired of everything. i need a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2233009056540518326?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2233009056540518326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2233009056540518326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2233009056540518326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2233009056540518326'/><link 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href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/980007737671772688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=980007737671772688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/980007737671772688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/980007737671772688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-seriously-having-pms-now-pffft.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4469363968222413981</id><published>2007-09-27T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:16:46.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a friendly match</title><content type='html'>i still have yet to recover from my cramps and exhaustion, but coach insisted on doing something "real" again yesterday. so, currently, suffering from more cramps. but i enjoyed myself in every training, no matter how tiring it has been, i enjoyed it and i know it's for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, we had a friendly match against tp. and i seriously can't help it but to curse the weather. it was raining heavily, and as a result, we didn't get to play for long. pfft. and the pitch was flooded, made it even worst. the ball could hardly travel far and fast. PFFT. we scored a goal, thanks to janna :) and of course everyone who played a part in bringing up the ball :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114912746874669682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RvvSCxaVCnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pgZ9vUfMKN0/s200/DSCN0368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;it seems like only kat has the perfect hand for this picture. and she'll be so proud of herself when she reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;seriously, everyone should just stop asking me and give comments. let's get straight here. i don't do things to impress people. i just want to feel good about myself. and if that's an inconvenience to anyone's live, i'm sorry, there's nothing i can do about it. and your opinion doesnt make me feel better about myself. neither did it bring up my morale and confidence. so please, just let me do what i want. and stop commenting. you won't know till you go through it yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4469363968222413981?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4469363968222413981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4469363968222413981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4469363968222413981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4469363968222413981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-still-have-yet-to-recover-from-my.html' title='a friendly match'/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RvvSCxaVCnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/pgZ9vUfMKN0/s72-c/DSCN0368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-5739112636058328732</id><published>2007-09-25T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T21:33:46.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ecstasy</title><content type='html'>like what it has been, for real, a long day for me today. pffft. and i was cursing myself each minute for being in such a mess. okay, not really a mess, something i enjoy doing, just that it gets tiring each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's training was per normal. the only different was that, we didn't do any dynamics. coach decided to do something more "real". and the next second, we were running around the pitch. yes, i need treatment for my leg cramps and my exhaustion. i was glad i managed to pull through. we played attack and defence game. and i probably (actually, very sure) that i did a few mistakes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i just wished my alarm clock did not ring. seriously, i was dead tired. a crazy training plus the inability to sleep early, and the need of waking up early during this fasting month, really make me wish that i had all the time in the world to sleep. but no, i wake myself up from a wonderful dream, forced myself out of bed and hurry to the toilet. i have to be awake for my test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached bbdc on time, and so did joanne. and it felt like, finally i met joanne. it has really been a long time. we went into the practice room, thinking we had forgotten whatever we practice 3 weeks ago. but, i was lucky as almost all of the questions and answers are still fresh in my mind. i almost died of boredom doing the practice. all the boring practice pay off in the end, and i passed my basic theory test. finally moving on to the blue book (: ecstatic and elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114131432193985106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RvkLcRaVClI/AAAAAAAAAKs/2GtJPSKOdbA/s200/DSCN0346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close to perfect happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so looking forward to tomorrow's training, and dinner. and tomorrow's tomorrow's game :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5739112636058328732?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5739112636058328732/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-1846605788017207028</id><published>2007-09-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:24:32.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adequacy</title><content type='html'>i was so excited, knowing there was a hockey match yesterday. and of course, i went, although were quite late. i bet, i missed the start of the game, but i was glad i did not miss any of the goals. it was SRC vs the police. both farhan and izzat were playing, in different team. yes, you should have watched it. especially when they bumped into each other, one trying to score and another trying to defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously can't forget the second goal. it was perfect and amazing. watching them play hockey was adequate to make feel terrible about the way i play. every second they dribble the ball, and there i went saying, "if only i could do that..." the way i play is very disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met ben, who was playing for SRC. still the same skinny ben. we approached him. and he still remembers. i'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113436059808893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RvaTARaVCkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/b8DxiXsTRjo/s200/Chuckandlarrymp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should watch this. it is hilarious :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1846605788017207028?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1846605788017207028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1846605788017207028' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>late night thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i couldn't sleep well last night as my mind couldn't stop thinking about everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;about my past, my present and my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just can't stop thinking and the phrase, "if only..." and, "what if..." keeps going through my mind. sometimes it's nice to think about these stuffs to prepare yourself for the worst. but how prepared can we get? can we bear to lose something or someone close? i can't. and so the thoughts keep flowing. and i felt worst than ever. i can't stop thinking, and i can't stop feeling like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i thought about us. i don't know how long you will stay. i don't how long will you be around. but i knew whatever happen between us was magical. one moment i felt like we had nothing in common. nothing at all. and another moment, we are finishing eah other sentences. one moment it felt like we can't connect and communicate. and another, we're telling each other every single thing. and it felt longer than ever. it felt like we know each other for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i just can't stop thinking about what's going to happen next. and i don't like the feeling.&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/13604395-4710189096370151154?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4710189096370151154/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>from seventeen magazine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the libra girl is: fair to friends, level-headed and easy-going&lt;br /&gt;your special trait: you love to bring people together&lt;br /&gt;your little secret: you can't resist a good gossip&lt;br /&gt;best matches: leo, gemini, aries&lt;br /&gt;best avoided: pisces, taurus, capricorn&lt;br /&gt;lucky days: oct 3, 14, 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading horoscopes has always been something fun to me. especially when i need to kill time, or out of boredom. but sometimes i wonder, if they were ever true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3526723111318475711?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3526723111318475711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3526723111318475711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3526723111318475711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3526723111318475711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/horoscope.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7336533028937726036</id><published>2007-09-14T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:45:14.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the results.</title><content type='html'>i was prepared to sleep all the way to noon today. i have reasons. well, the past few days have been real tiring with all the trainings crashing my day. and i had a very long day yesterday. and so, i told myself, sleep all you want tomorrow. when the clock struck 8, my phone rang, and of course woke me up from my beauty sleep. i was seriously cursing whoever message me then, till i saw a very familiar sender. ngee ann polytechnic. i was awake. read my results. how disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, being a easily contented girl, i was very happy i did not screw my programming papers. although the result was close to fail, but still i was happy not to repeat another semester, so i could happily graduate in 3 years and continue my life. however, sometimes you have expectations for a certain module. yes, i do. and i did not achieve it. very unsatisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm awake till now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7336533028937726036?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7336533028937726036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7336533028937726036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7336533028937726036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7336533028937726036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-prepared-to-sleep-all-way-to-noon.html' title='the results.'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-388880473145921988</id><published>2007-09-13T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:30:51.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day</title><content type='html'>had crazy training yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and so, i was dead today.&lt;br /&gt;can't run much and the sun is a super killer.&lt;br /&gt;but after training, the bath made it feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;i love trainings (not during fasting months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109684773044264146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Ruk_OpOGnNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EYZcT65U1Pc/s200/DSCN0230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;went to town with him. watch no reservation :D&lt;br /&gt;sweet movie. the tiramisu seems so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;the shopping was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i realise another thing in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the way we sign our names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-388880473145921988?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/388880473145921988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=388880473145921988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/388880473145921988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/388880473145921988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/had-crazy-training-yesterday.html' title='just another day'/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Ruk_OpOGnNI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EYZcT65U1Pc/s72-c/DSCN0230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-1768300409304890822</id><published>2007-09-13T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T01:33:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, i finally got back my laptop :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shall update the daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girls - pebs, ruz and sin - came over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to make cookies :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but one out of two turn out nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, it's not a bad turn out :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109369930466630770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rugg4ZOGnHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W89ZiNncL-8/s200/DSCN0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109369939056565378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rugg45OGnII/AAAAAAAAAJ0/bWR88fR8uL8/s200/DSCN0132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;helping out at HSBC family day.&lt;br /&gt;it was filled with fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched rogue assassin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still can recall the super sick scene.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109371390755511442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RugiNZOGnJI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/vt4qMoB7Hho/s200/DSCN0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109371395050478754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RugiNpOGnKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qNNCfRAXZ24/s200/DSCN0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109371403640413362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RugiOJOGnLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OXOihjNjVig/s200/DSCN0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;out with the hockey people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not much of them, only five of us -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched dead silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate dummies. i never like dummies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and today, i had training. and some toots just pissed me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm not happy with what they write/say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just need a little appreciation for what we try to do for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not expecting much, but still not appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i can't stand fake people. get real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1768300409304890822?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1768300409304890822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1768300409304890822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1768300409304890822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1768300409304890822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rugg4ZOGnHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W89ZiNncL-8/s72-c/DSCN0130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-2032813459540227328</id><published>2007-09-04T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T22:44:06.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a super long day.&lt;br /&gt;went down to bbdc today.&lt;br /&gt;to take my evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;i know. a bit slow right.&lt;br /&gt;like i registered last year, and now still evaluation -.-&lt;br /&gt;but i was too busy (and lazy) during the school period.&lt;br /&gt;but now, i've booked my test.&lt;br /&gt;so, left with test, and i'm moving on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to bbdc, i met 3 people.&lt;br /&gt;haikal, ravi and xian en.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, he was taking his practical test.&lt;br /&gt;and i was afraid for him too.&lt;br /&gt;but i've got faith in him.&lt;br /&gt;but you know, people get nervous and do nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;he passed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he drove me home (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2032813459540227328?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2032813459540227328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2032813459540227328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2032813459540227328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2032813459540227328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-super-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-563754066466521765</id><published>2007-09-02T18:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:47:21.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army open house</title><content type='html'>yesterday, went to army open house :)&lt;br /&gt;and you get to see all the army guys.&lt;br /&gt;and the guns and tanks.&lt;br /&gt;i played some of the games.&lt;br /&gt;erm, to be specific, 2 only.&lt;br /&gt;lol. didn't feel like playing any.&lt;br /&gt;and there's tons and tons and tons of people there.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just don't understand why parents bring small kids there.&lt;br /&gt;but, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;hunt for food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-563754066466521765?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/563754066466521765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=563754066466521765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/563754066466521765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/563754066466521765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-went-to-army-open-house-and.html' title='army open house'/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8354498835493307943</id><published>2007-08-31T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:51:26.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to training.&lt;br /&gt;excited. it's been a while since i had pitch training.&lt;br /&gt;of course, coach was nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;training was hell, must have been the stamina.&lt;br /&gt;i was dead, quite fast :x&lt;br /&gt;was somehow quite disappointed/irritated/pissed.&lt;br /&gt;after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause, no one got my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8354498835493307943?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8354498835493307943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8354498835493307943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8354498835493307943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8354498835493307943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-to-training.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1216018343691904177</id><published>2007-08-30T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:44:07.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a gathering</title><content type='html'>a class gatheirng which happened, 2 days ago, 28th aug 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not everyone turned up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only eight of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i enjoyed my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally, we happen to click.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ate, laugh, joke, talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really mean talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like about what's going on in each other's lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's surprising how we managed to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause it's definitely a total different feeling from the normal gathering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i want to plan more :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, we'll meet up again. soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104497346444150322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRSrO6RjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/81BOq8gN8O0/s200/DSC00246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104497355034084930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRTLO6RkI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WmmNoo74x2c/s200/DSC01480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104497363624019538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRTrO6RlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/V2YT7qXLD_A/s200/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104497367918986850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRT7O6RmI/AAAAAAAAAJU/TVdOfUczXLY/s200/DSC01505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104497372213954162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRULO6RnI/AAAAAAAAAJc/90tXKW4HdjE/s200/DSC01509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today, had a trip to east coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bad choice (totally screwed up weather)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was raining, and super duper windy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, we managed to cycle and had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a few stops due to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than that, i just had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104498046523819650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbR7bO6RoI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pYqm1BppRCA/s200/30082007991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but, i didn't get to eat my cockles ):&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/13604395-1216018343691904177?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1216018343691904177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1216018343691904177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1216018343691904177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1216018343691904177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/class-gatheirng-which-happened-2-days.html' title='a gathering'/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtbRSrO6RjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/81BOq8gN8O0/s72-c/DSC00246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-3245496675990439274</id><published>2007-08-29T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:56:01.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boredom strikes again.&lt;br /&gt;so here comes the quizzes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e0eeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You Should Get a MFA (Masters of Fine Arts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f0ffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/mfa.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a blooming artistic talent, even if you aren't quite convinced.You'd make an incredible artist, photographer, or film maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Bathroom Habits Say About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoyourbathroomhabitssayaboutyouquiz/bathroom.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are very independent and self-centered. You don't solve other people's problems - and you don't expect them to solve yours.&lt;br /&gt;You spend a lot on clothes, and you tend to be a very dresser. However, it's hard for you to throw away trendy clothes when they go out of style.&lt;br /&gt;You are a very outgoing person. You are true to yourself, and you never hold back.&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you are practical and realistic. You have a romantic side, but you only let it out when it's appropriate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eecdb5;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1ded0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are quite expressive and thoughtful. You see the world in a way that others are blind to.&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm feeling it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;emo-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't feel like going for training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't feel like doing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sighs. can't stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;losing it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3245496675990439274?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3245496675990439274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3245496675990439274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3245496675990439274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3245496675990439274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/boredom-strikes-again.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8770754141224617022</id><published>2007-08-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:01:10.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15 mins late.&lt;br /&gt;5 mins to walk to bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;(well, sin ee took 6 mins).&lt;br /&gt;5 mins of withdrawing cash.&lt;br /&gt;5 mins of waiting for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;2 mins stuck at cck interchange.&lt;br /&gt;10 mins stand and watch floorball game.&lt;br /&gt;and we go on blaming each other for the delay yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch hanif and faeez's game :D&lt;br /&gt;nice game.&lt;br /&gt;and they did better than the other team.&lt;br /&gt;waited for them.&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with jay and momin.&lt;br /&gt;played bluff with small cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103407743305926162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtLyTbO6RhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/56SxrcTObzY/s200/26082007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103407751895860770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtLyT7O6RiI/AAAAAAAAAI0/MifUoznj7gQ/s200/26082007(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;the lights! SIN EE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had gym today.&lt;br /&gt;felt good burning all the fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i did lots of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a lot of stuffs went through my mind yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i just can't stop thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the if and if nots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kept quiet. and continue thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok i better stop thinking :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8770754141224617022?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8770754141224617022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8770754141224617022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8770754141224617022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8770754141224617022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/15-mins-late.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RtLyTbO6RhI/AAAAAAAAAIs/56SxrcTObzY/s72-c/26082007(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-807125101394678980</id><published>2007-08-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:51:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C PROGRAMMING PAPER WAS SO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FULL OF CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like always, i screw it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;what's a better start for holidays&lt;br /&gt;other then screwing papers?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-807125101394678980?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/807125101394678980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=807125101394678980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/807125101394678980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/807125101394678980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/c-programming-paper-was-so-full-of-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-3225893474335493333</id><published>2007-08-24T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:44:59.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow's the last paper :D&lt;br /&gt;and it has to be c programming.&lt;br /&gt;how exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for training.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait for sunday.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait for tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, i'm looking forward to holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3225893474335493333?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3225893474335493333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3225893474335493333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3225893474335493333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3225893474335493333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomorrows-last-paper-d-and-it-has-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1796823273572874256</id><published>2007-08-21T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T18:29:07.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>due to boredom&lt;br /&gt;and the reluctance to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffe7f3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fef4f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtfulBut you also haven't stopped thinking of yourselfYou're the perfect blend of independent and caringYou're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You Belong in LA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanlagirloranygirlquiz/la.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Forget living in a dirty, cold city - you'll take the beach instead.Celebrity sightings, trendy restaurants, and clubbing all night are more your thing.And who knows? You might become the next beautiful person the paparazzi stalks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "Hug Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/hug-me.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total sweetheart, you always have a lot of love to give out.Your heart is open to where ever love takes you!&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a surprise romantic evening that you've planned out&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: lots of listening and talking&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: fighting and conflict&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you're fearless about falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You Are a Banana Split&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsundaeareyouquiz/sundae-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fruity, flavorful, and diverse.Who can beat a true superstar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Libra - Your Love Profile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/libra-love.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your positive traits:&lt;br /&gt;You are open minded enough to date outside your typical "type" ... successfully!You are diplomatic - and likely to end a fight instead of dragging things out.You are easily loyal and faithful, but only for the right person.&lt;br /&gt;Your negative traits:&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit gullible, and partners take advantage of you. You still may not know it.You find it difficult to decide where to go to dinner, what movie to watch, who to date...You have to be in a relationship, or else you just don't feel like yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal partner:&lt;br /&gt;A smooth talker who enjoys socializing as much as you to.Someone classy and cultured who knows which wine to order with dinner.Is beautiful to you - although not necessarily attractive in the traditional sense.&lt;br /&gt;Your dating style:&lt;br /&gt;Romantic. If your date comes bearing flowers, wine, and poetry... well, your heart soars.&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction style:&lt;br /&gt;Giving. Your lover's pleasure is as important as your own.Soft and sensual - you don't like anything to be rough.Extravagant ... your fantasy involves staying at a five star hotel with your love.&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the future:&lt;br /&gt;Don't be so quick to compromise in relationships - and you'll get taken advantage of yes.Try being single for a while. Seems impossible, but you'll learn so much about yourself from doing so.Make some decisions about your romantic life, right now. You'll be happy that you did.&lt;br /&gt;Best color to attract mate: Green&lt;br /&gt;Best day for a date: Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;You Should Be Fashion Designer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsortofartistshouldyoubequiz/fashion-designer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Although you're offbeat and artistic, you have a good eye for trendsYou can figure out new incredible clothes to create... that will sell well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Your Toes Should Be Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyourtoenailsbequiz/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a little out there, but that means you take guys to a place that's out of this world!&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal guy: Zany, hilarious, and totally unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from: Anyone who has to get up for work in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok i'm tired of doing quizzes ):&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourloveprofilequiz/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1796823273572874256?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1796823273572874256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1796823273572874256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1796823273572874256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1796823273572874256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/due-to-boredom-and-reluctance-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-5070194454223434084</id><published>2007-08-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:22:05.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just one of the emo days.&lt;br /&gt;when i just sat down, kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;while listening to you talk non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice to hear you talk.&lt;br /&gt;it would be even nicer if i can join.&lt;br /&gt;but it was just one of the emo days.&lt;br /&gt;when all i do was kept quiet&lt;br /&gt;and hear you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He was always there to help her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;maroon 5;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she will be loved;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;something i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5070194454223434084?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5070194454223434084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=5070194454223434084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5070194454223434084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5070194454223434084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-just-one-of-emo-days.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6345935980113199047</id><published>2007-08-18T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:17:48.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes, i'm still afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but how long can i stay this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll have to trust you one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i continue praying and hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nothing will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6345935980113199047?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6345935980113199047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;We must free up these tired souls&lt;br /&gt;Before the sadness kills us both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and tried to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I love you but I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;It may not last but I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Just don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't care&lt;br /&gt;And you show up&lt;br /&gt;But you're not there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;And you want to&lt;br /&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bed that's warm with memories&lt;br /&gt;Can heal us temporarily&lt;br /&gt;The misbehaving only makes&lt;br /&gt;The ditch between us so damn deep&lt;br /&gt;Built a wall around my heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never let it fall apart&lt;br /&gt;But strangely I wish secretly&lt;br /&gt;It would fall down while I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't care&lt;br /&gt;And you show up&lt;br /&gt;But you're not there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;And you want to&lt;br /&gt;Still afraid that I will desert you, babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes it so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;But nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we have not hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't mean we're not still falling,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I want so bad to pick you up&lt;br /&gt;But you're still too reluctant to accept my help&lt;br /&gt;What a shame, I hope you find somewhere to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;But until then the fact remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;With every worthless word we get more far away&lt;br /&gt;The distance between us makes you so hard to stay&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever, but be honest babe&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but it may be the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing last forever;&lt;br /&gt;maroon 5;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes, i'm afraid to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2138712977684825973?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2138712977684825973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2138712977684825973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2138712977684825973'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7362906168766518734?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7362906168766518734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7362906168766518734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7362906168766518734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7362906168766518734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-do-you-want-to-marry-me-so-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6170302622997739608</id><published>2007-08-10T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:30:18.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrs-ijGguSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/L-qozBYg0kA/s1600-h/517915677_2d4af33a6b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096736166558873890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrs-ijGguSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/L-qozBYg0kA/s200/517915677_2d4af33a6b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perfect Stranger&lt;br /&gt;got to catch this Halle Berry + Bruce Willis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;full of twist, i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spend my national day at vivo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was wearing red - unnoticed :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(noticed it only when i was in the bus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went vivo for ban mian :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;catch movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he bought me a lollipop i always wanted :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took train home.&lt;br /&gt;looked through old movie tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didn't know we had so much in common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096737918905530674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RrtAIjGguTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HZbMndLxXew/s200/10082007874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096738369877096770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RrtAizGguUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/px8StwDEfjQ/s200/10082007875.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY LOLLIPOP :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6170302622997739608?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6170302622997739608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6170302622997739608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6170302622997739608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6170302622997739608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/perfect-stranger-got-to-catch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrs-ijGguSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/L-qozBYg0kA/s72-c/517915677_2d4af33a6b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-8337351945734532570</id><published>2007-08-09T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T15:19:09.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrq_rDGguRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uaOyPQ_6H8Q/s1600-h/133237_1010_A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096596674611034386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrq_rDGguRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uaOyPQ_6H8Q/s200/133237_1010_A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SAVING PRIVATE RYAN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the movie everyone's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;the movie my teacher's been talking about.&lt;br /&gt;i read about the comments at rotten tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;it is nicer than windtalkers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally catch this movie :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8337351945734532570?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8337351945734532570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8337351945734532570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8337351945734532570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8337351945734532570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/saving-private-ryan-movie-my-teachers.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rrq_rDGguRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uaOyPQ_6H8Q/s72-c/133237_1010_A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-2426744201105812367</id><published>2007-08-07T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:29:03.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;i don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you decide the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me know what's on your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause, my mind's blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you played your part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so did i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we've come this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to end it or to start it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i ain't happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;should i not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2426744201105812367?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2426744201105812367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2426744201105812367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2426744201105812367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2426744201105812367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4223691389155042140</id><published>2007-08-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:49:01.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RrSRvTGguQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/evIi87zoprQ/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094857320230336770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RrSRvTGguQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/evIi87zoprQ/s200/pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need me to say more?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4223691389155042140?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4223691389155042140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4223691389155042140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4223691389155042140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4223691389155042140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/need-me-to-say-more.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RrSRvTGguQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/evIi87zoprQ/s72-c/pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-7957476245301638371</id><published>2007-08-01T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:20:52.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tend to finish up my PI and WISP today.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to finish up my PIP and CP tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to have a full rest after friday.&lt;br /&gt;i want to enjoy my sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;however, i'm on the verge of giving up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't feel like continuing whatever i'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm out of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and giving up doesn't seem so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i can't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i have to continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i don't know why. things aren't right these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i don't feel me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crying my heart out can be one of the best solution.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it just don't feel right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7957476245301638371?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7957476245301638371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7957476245301638371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7957476245301638371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7957476245301638371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-tend-to-finish-up-my-pi-and-wisp.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8098456349988938926</id><published>2007-07-29T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:54:39.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hockey carnival at nyp.&lt;br /&gt;went down super early.&lt;br /&gt;stone, laugh and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;depressed at the number of goals i let in.&lt;br /&gt;kinda screw up, and a very big disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry girls.)&lt;br /&gt;although my girls are very encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i felt bad for not performing well during their first carnival.&lt;br /&gt;proud of my girls. they played &lt;s&gt;well&lt;/s&gt; very well.&lt;br /&gt;was glad the guys team got to the second round. proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some referee were biased. maybe ain't that obvious. but what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad they didn't score during the penalty.&lt;br /&gt;(got the penalty due to some NON-EXISTING rules)&lt;br /&gt;if they did, screw the bloody referee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to do some of my project today.&lt;br /&gt;was too lazy to look at programming. programming sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i might screw up this programming. but i can't afford to do that.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO REPEAT THE DAMN MODULE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so depressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8098456349988938926?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8098456349988938926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8098456349988938926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8098456349988938926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8098456349988938926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/hockey-carnival-at-nyp.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4317319070004718179</id><published>2007-07-27T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:34:31.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;is one of the days i've been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;a game to play.&lt;br /&gt;hosted by nyp.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just hate to be a last man.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't do this position.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried.&lt;br /&gt;doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;but do i look like i've got any choice?&lt;br /&gt;trusting and relying on my other defense for now.&lt;br /&gt;hope it turns out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap. i swear i suck at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;give me something to believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cause, i don't believe in you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4317319070004718179?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4317319070004718179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4317319070004718179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4317319070004718179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4317319070004718179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-3546196233773525343</id><published>2007-07-19T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:51:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, isn't a day i want to go through.&lt;br /&gt;i want it gone, forever. erased.&lt;br /&gt;but, no, it can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see what screwed my day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, how could anyone forget how they screw their paper, although it was just a quiz. it contains marks, which could probably pull up your overall marks. even though it may be just one or two marks, it makes a difference. it's nicer to go around saying i scored 77 instead of 76. and i felt like an idiot, screwing each question in the paper. no one had any idea what these questions did to my confidence. my confidence in scoring zero went up quickly. and this just means another hour - or two - more of mugging for exam papers, just to get the proper stuffs in my head. well done zie. i'm so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what else could make my day. it's my assignment briefing. how enjoyable. it's exciting seeing everyone's faces getting blur, and soon looks like question marks. and the lecturer went on talking and talking, blissfully (and proudly), about the assignment she managed to set. unfortunately, i was there to hear the nonsense. and her words aren't very encouraging. i'm pretty much screwed for this assignment too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept quiet the whole day. had nothing much to say. okay, maybe i did say some stuffs to distract my mind. but my mind continue wondering, "what if i..." and i've got no answer to any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;impeccable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i cried till i feel like stopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i've got no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've got no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the tears eventually stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm still looking for a reason, to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3546196233773525343?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-6222073922483919223</id><published>2007-07-15T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T00:11:43.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14.07.07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the day i wished it never come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but it came.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and she left.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was one of the teary goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hope she's fine there (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm sure she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090054490231453922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RqOBlzGguOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/URpo5FltAxo/s200/14072007820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090054494526421234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RqOBmDGguPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/3JY3Yq4K6Mg/s200/DSC00779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i miss her crazy ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm just looking for another reason to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6222073922483919223?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6222073922483919223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6222073922483919223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6222073922483919223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6222073922483919223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/14.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RqOBlzGguOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/URpo5FltAxo/s72-c/14072007820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-2481363005666820999</id><published>2007-07-12T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T22:53:39.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gather at clarke quay at 7.&lt;br /&gt;8 people were there.&lt;br /&gt;the central. riverside indonesian food.&lt;br /&gt;$10 per person. 6 dishes. grilled cuttlefish.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat. jokes. pictures. music.&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, the never-ending flight of staircase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, tess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;was unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cried till i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-2481363005666820999?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/2481363005666820999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=2481363005666820999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2481363005666820999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/2481363005666820999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/gather-at-clarke-quay-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-217450411277443687</id><published>2007-07-07T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T12:49:29.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>game's cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;due to the rain.&lt;br /&gt;moved around suntec.&lt;br /&gt;had bk's wrong breakfast (order the wrong food)&lt;br /&gt;waited again.&lt;br /&gt;had some pissing off things going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;was so bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;decided not to tag along for sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;went home, and felt better.&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, people are still pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH FOR GOODNESS SAKE,&lt;br /&gt;FOR ONCE CAN SOMBODY DON'T PISS ME OFF!&lt;br /&gt;stop making me repeat the things i say.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask irrelevant question.&lt;br /&gt;STOP SCREWING MY DAY AND MY MOOD!&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's just not my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-217450411277443687?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/217450411277443687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=217450411277443687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/217450411277443687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/217450411277443687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/games-cancelled.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-4710838558453676618</id><published>2007-07-05T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T23:48:30.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>craze for riddles is back :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. it started out when i was browsing through jokes in ruz's phone. and i was laughing alone in class -.- and due to this, i asked everyone riddles. and i can hear people are getting bored of me and my riddles. and i got some from the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's mummy's favourite genre of music?&lt;br /&gt;WRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did invisible man drink during lunch?&lt;br /&gt;evaporated milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a witch staying nearby a beach?&lt;br /&gt;a sand-witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did the turtle cross the road?&lt;br /&gt;to get to the shell station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did the spider do on the computer?&lt;br /&gt;make a website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you can't have during breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;lunch and dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did porcupine say to the cactus?&lt;br /&gt;"is that you mummy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what gets wetter as it dries?&lt;br /&gt;a towel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, i think i ask more than this. but i can't remember. this will do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4710838558453676618?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4710838558453676618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4710838558453676618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4710838558453676618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4710838558453676618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/07/craze-for-riddles-is-back-d-d-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-895568972737747509</id><published>2007-07-02T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:10:25.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;30th June 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tessa's farewell party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbq; chicken, bee hoon, hot dogs, crab meat, prawn and sotong balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh; chat; pictures, of course; catching up with everyone's life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope to have more of this :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082615678051740258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUB8Qa6mI/AAAAAAAAAGs/u1fEwQkmExs/s320/DSC07075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082616343771671202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUosQa6qI/AAAAAAAAAHM/MWTNUvfOn-E/s320/DSC07145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082615673756772946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUBsQa6lI/AAAAAAAAAGk/gdkT7ys0gaQ/s320/DSC07053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082615682346707570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUCMQa6nI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KA3KhMw145M/s320/DSC07104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082615686641674882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUCcQa6oI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hHyahjo2Bic/s320/DSC07113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082615690936642194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUCsQa6pI/AAAAAAAAAHE/80f5uCd2s6s/s320/DSC07117.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082616348066638514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RokUo8Qa6rI/AAAAAAAAAHU/imdcrSgdx7o/s320/DSC07154.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sinking slowly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hurry hold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can finally see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where you go when you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can save you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So lonely inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So busy out there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all you wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;michelle branch;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all you wanted &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-895568972737747509?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-6416518652338565685</id><published>2007-06-25T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:25:28.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CAMP CAMP CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i had fun. i had fun. i had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;everyone assemble at 10. of course, i was there on time. some of the seniors were late. therefore, there was no briefing held. and like normal, some of the juniors were late too. so we waited till everyone was there. we played games the whole day. had training. and something bad happen. i hope she's fine :D and yes, i fell down the stairs ): we watched american pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;yay. woke up damn early. had training like normal. played games, such as murderers, curtain call, squirrel and trees. at night, we had night walk and took lots of pictures. and, we celebrated salim's birthday. sin ee was around the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3:&lt;br /&gt;had a small tournament. i was quite pissed with myself. cause, i don't know why, i just can't play my best that day. and it was so depressing. i was close to tears ): slept at 4. played games like 3 blind mice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4:&lt;br /&gt;last day of camp. had photos taken. tons of it. until i'm dead. i love the camp. i love everyone. :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080020195924053474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_bc_3dDeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xB1EHwPRlL4/s320/21062007743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080021845191495154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_c8_3dDfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NCiRSr7tkxg/s320/1009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080021853781429762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_c9f3dDgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/9KPmZ0k4b6U/s320/1010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080021858076397074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_c9v3dDhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wmDvnswpJjA/s320/1019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080021862371364386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_c9_3dDiI/AAAAAAAAAF8/oGbFQgY0C3c/s320/1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080021870961298994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_c-f3dDjI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Oc9BCyU7cJ8/s320/1036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080023129386716738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_eHv3dDkI/AAAAAAAAAGM/70ZfFtfonTI/s320/1055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080023142271618642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_eIf3dDlI/AAAAAAAAAGU/wcjDzwkfHlg/s320/1065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080023150861553250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_eI_3dDmI/AAAAAAAAAGc/6QqypIq7_nY/s320/1095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm just glad everything went well. and i love the juniors :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rn_bc_3dDeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xB1EHwPRlL4/s72-c/21062007743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-5064026311883333532</id><published>2007-06-20T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:57:33.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. tomorrow's camp. like finally. camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5064026311883333532?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5064026311883333532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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unexpected miss call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'companied my mum to the hospital, just to find out that she got the appointment date wrong. but, doctor was nice. he decided to see my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'went for dinner with family, meant to celebrate fathers' day. they unexpectedly ordered more than enough food. i was forcing the food down my throat. and i sat there like a balloon :x. i think i ate more than i should today ): i know i'm boring you people with my, erm, whine or complaints (whichever way you want to see it) about all the foods i've been eating, but i can't help it. seriously, it's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, remember me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i remember you walking away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so, when the world falls apart, you only have yourself to hang on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4054249773067008590?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/4054249773067008590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=4054249773067008590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4054249773067008590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/4054249773067008590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/early-morning-today-i-had-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8265791247500966731</id><published>2007-06-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:34:24.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rm1qhP3dDdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Aga8RX3sQ3Y/s1600-h/andy_garcia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074829474543766994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rm1qhP3dDdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Aga8RX3sQ3Y/s320/andy_garcia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;movie : ocean's thirteen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i watched this movie, last friday at vivo's cinema. it was a nice movie. very well planned (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had chalet from 8-11 june :D. met my cousins, aunts and uncles. it's just so great to hang around again. listen to their crappy jokes. although someone did manage to piss me off. but whatever, small kids, shan't elaborate. and my small nephew, is so cute, with his funny questions and answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the bbq was great. i was pampered with food throughout the whole chalet. never felt hungry, cause food never run out :x. but yes, i limit myself. played games, such as soccer, captain's ball and even dog and bone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometimes, it's just nice to meet the family. catch up what we left behind. and i love every each of them. that probably excludes the small kid that pisses me off. but well, couldn't possibly hate her that much right? i hope not. argh. she should just shut up :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you're prepared to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;be prepare to lose him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and no i'm not ready. just yet. for anything, beyond my control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8265791247500966731?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8265791247500966731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8265791247500966731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8265791247500966731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8265791247500966731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/movie-oceans-thirteen-i-watched-this.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rm1qhP3dDdI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Aga8RX3sQ3Y/s72-c/andy_garcia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-4014486647751365060</id><published>2007-06-07T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:52:34.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm falling even more in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of all I've held onto&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm living for the only thing I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm running and I crash sure where to go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't know what I'm divin' into&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging by a moment;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lifehouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-4014486647751365060?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-772849428600408302</id><published>2007-06-05T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T14:34:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common test ended yesterday for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the science paper (lol, i'm saying it as if i'm still in primary or secondary school with science subject), or my Introduction to Genomics and Proteomic - okay, don't ask me what's that -, was tough, but i managed to answer the questions here and there. hoping for the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got The Devil Wears Prada for my PI common test. i was kinda excited, also felt a sense of relief, since it's a movie i've watched millions of time. the movie's nice. but the questions are not. all about philosophy and dilemma. erm, i'm not even sure if i was right in answering those questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my life, i just need some motivations to keep up with my exercises, which i always tend to screw early in the morning, and rather go to bed and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's been weeks and probably months, but the tummy isn't much of a difference. how depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do cardio exercises 3-4 times a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;carbs food should always go with protein, or good fats. in another words, never eat it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;screw trans fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;have lots and lots of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;drink gallons of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eat 5-6 small meals a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;include lots of leafy vegies in your diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-772849428600408302?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/772849428600408302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=772849428600408302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/772849428600408302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/772849428600408302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/common-test-ended-yesterday-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1074983655689503508</id><published>2007-06-04T06:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T06:55:09.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the day.&lt;br /&gt;today's the 2 papers :D&lt;br /&gt;the first and last.&lt;br /&gt;then i'll have my holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1074983655689503508?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1074983655689503508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1074983655689503508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1074983655689503508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1074983655689503508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/todays-day.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1960837123037111723</id><published>2007-06-03T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:50:34.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071508636812374594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RmGePDSG8kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GpBEQY8b_7k/s320/0000000124_20070518142848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;date : 31/05/07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;company : great :D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;movie : pirates 3 :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DON'T MOVE. I DROP MY BRAIN :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves : cockles. photos. jokes. movie. starbucks drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071508641107341906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RmGePTSG8lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wnR2W0N8NoY/s320/shrekthethird_bigreleaseposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;date : 02/06/07&lt;br /&gt;company : great :D.&lt;br /&gt;movie : shrek 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves : cockles. jokes. movie. swensens. wedges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can my everyday be like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1960837123037111723?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1960837123037111723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1960837123037111723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1960837123037111723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1960837123037111723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/06/date-310507-company-great-d.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RmGePDSG8kI/AAAAAAAAAFE/GpBEQY8b_7k/s72-c/0000000124_20070518142848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-793490779957564636</id><published>2007-05-27T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:56:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to find you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell you I need you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And ask me your questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Running in circles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coming in tales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heads are a science apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just guessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At numbers and figures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Questions of science&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Science and progress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me you love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come back and haunt me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and I rush to the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Running in circles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chasing tails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And coming back as we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going back to the start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yes, do take me back to the start. clear my mind. solve the puzzles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-793490779957564636?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/793490779957564636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=793490779957564636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/793490779957564636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/793490779957564636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/come-up-to-meet-you-tell-you-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1972085432165154296</id><published>2007-05-25T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:35:53.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RlcBbTSG8fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Oy_Sapdt0cw/s1600-h/next.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068521474173104626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RlcBbTSG8fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Oy_Sapdt0cw/s320/next.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEXT :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las Vegas showroom magician Cris Johnson has a secret which is a gift and a curse which torments him: he can see a few minutes into the future. Sick of the examinations he underwent as a child and the interest of the government and medical establishment in his power, he lies low under an assumed name in Vegas, performing cheap tricks and living off small-time gambling "winnings." But when a terrorist group threatens to detonate a nuclear device in Los Angeles, government agent Callie Ferris must use all her wiles to capture Cris and convince him to help her stop the cataclysm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've watched this fantastic movie :D. it's something everyone has to catch :) NICHOLAS CAGE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i can see the future. only then, probably, i won't break so many hearts. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1972085432165154296?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1972085432165154296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1972085432165154296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1972085432165154296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1972085432165154296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/next-las-vegas-showroom-magician-cris.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RlcBbTSG8fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Oy_Sapdt0cw/s72-c/next.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-7361841180404915377</id><published>2007-05-17T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T12:51:20.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How long they kiss in sight of all the lands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah! longer, longer we.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was lovely yesterday. and tired too. (and i miss pebbles terribly. get well soon and come for training :D:D). now that the pol-ite games are brought forward to mid july, everyone's rushing for trainings and camps. busy busy busy ): however, i can't wait for camp :D and pitch training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;and i'll try to fix you; &lt;3&lt;/u&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/13604395-7361841180404915377?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7361841180404915377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7361841180404915377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7361841180404915377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7361841180404915377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-off-dear-love-across-sallow-sands.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-5403070541568744991</id><published>2007-05-10T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:06:27.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Love,&lt;br /&gt;Such a silly game we play, oh&lt;br /&gt;Like a summer stay in may&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to be love, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I can feel it in your kiss&lt;br /&gt;It just give me tender bliss&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to be love, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i feel&lt;br /&gt;You around I was mad as hell&lt;br /&gt;When i hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;And when i see&lt;br /&gt;You laugh away&lt;br /&gt;It hurts but I just wont say,oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Who can tell me I am lost&lt;br /&gt;I just think that I am strong&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to be love, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel you around&lt;br /&gt;I was so upset we fell on the ground&lt;br /&gt;When I see you mad at me&lt;br /&gt;You're such a silly fake oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, such a silly game we play&lt;br /&gt;Like a summer stay in may&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to be love oh and I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in a kiss&lt;br /&gt;It is something I will miss&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;I just want u to be love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and you said, promise me you'll love me one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5403070541568744991?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5403070541568744991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=5403070541568744991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5403070541568744991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5403070541568744991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-love-such-silly-game-we-play-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8607600138167195725</id><published>2007-05-04T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T21:39:15.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i can see that so many people are missing me. sorry. lappie was pissing me off. so had to send it back to IBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, for the past few days, i've been watching this comedy serial - Mind Your Language. it was introduced by my WISP teacher to show stereotypes. somehow got addicted, so i borrow 3 series from school library. although it can be racist, it is very very funny. should watch it :D it's about an english man teaching a few foreigners english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. brown - as deaf as a?&lt;br /&gt;max - postman&lt;br /&gt;mr. brown - post. cause they can't hear&lt;br /&gt;max - neither can my postman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's cool for the past few days. and of course assignments and projects are compiling. looks like i'll be busier than ever. and i haven't been feeling like myself lately. however, i shall look forward to the upoming days. hope it'll turn out better for me. and i've watched spidey spidey(spiderman 3). his best friend, harry, is so cute :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You could be the one who listens to my deepest inquisitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;First there was the one who challenged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All my dreams and all my balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She could never be as good as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You could be my unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Choice to live my life extended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You should be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I'm busy mending broken pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-muse ; unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-a message for someone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've been feeling very depressed about life. i can't decide now or maybe not later. i don't know when either. but i've got to concentrate on myself now. i'm not being me lately. something change and it hits me a big time. i feel pressurized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8607600138167195725?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8607600138167195725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8607600138167195725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8607600138167195725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8607600138167195725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-hello-hello-d-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-3222382702241600245</id><published>2007-04-20T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:07:12.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;like finally it's friday. first week of school was damn tiring. and i have a programming stuffs to finish up by today. and i have yet to start on it. damn. i'm dead. and i suck at programming. kill me :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. these are some of the pics from the 3 days of cca fiesta :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055463772968708098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiidhDqn6AI/AAAAAAAAADc/P6m_eHlx584/s320/16042007482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055463777263675410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiidhTqn6BI/AAAAAAAAADk/ffePPlihwCE/s320/16042007492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055463781558642722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Riidhjqn6CI/AAAAAAAAADs/AhdDLeY9NIk/s320/16042007488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055463785853610034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Riidhzqn6DI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nUZQiXmdKyg/s320/17042007523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055463790148577346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiidiDqn6EI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WqPXk0Ac8bo/s320/18042007559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055464709271578706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiieXjqn6FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/lboQdIO916E/s320/18042007556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055464709271578722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiieXjqn6GI/AAAAAAAAAEM/5ETlveLmCK0/s320/18042007557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055464713566546034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiieXzqn6HI/AAAAAAAAAEU/g5EE8f5I5iQ/s320/18042007560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh yes. yeah. maybe i should stop whining like a bimbo. thanks for the reminder. do your programming now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3222382702241600245?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3222382702241600245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3222382702241600245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3222382702241600245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3222382702241600245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-finally-its-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RiidhDqn6AI/AAAAAAAAADc/P6m_eHlx584/s72-c/16042007482.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-3406421804847587055</id><published>2007-04-16T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:18:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALOHA! :D i'm back like after a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, today's 16th april. lots of stuffs happening today. 1st of all, it's izzat's birthday. lol. 2nd, it's the first day of school. 3rd, it's the cca fiesta :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school. slack like normal larh. i love and i love and i love my IGP teacher. she rawks like hell. i'm so looking forward to her lessons. she's funny and cute. and her lesson was interesting. but hell, i got some unwanted lecturer for my PIP module ): i swear i'll die in this module. grrr. and PI, oh man i love this module. teacher's boring, but module rawks! we watched a movie today. supposedly write a review on it? or something like that. cool :D shall bring popcorns for next week's movie. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cca fiesta's happening. i love i love i love. haa haa. shall update with pictures like on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos. i'm off to bed. damn sleepy and tired. i'm dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3406421804847587055?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3406421804847587055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3406421804847587055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3406421804847587055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3406421804847587055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/aloha-d-im-back-like-after-week.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-8188504469634932187</id><published>2007-04-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T22:16:33.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's shopping day. joy joy joy! and again i didn't get heels. i can't find a nice lovely heels for myself :( shall get it some other time. it was raining at town. so we were like stuck at heerens. and i love everything i bought :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hanif had to make my shopping day shorter cause of hockey meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for school. i miss school. ok i think i'm the only idiot who says that. eh no. ruz can't wait for school too. lol. i'm looking forward to cca fiesta. ok. conclusion, i just can't wait for school!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-8188504469634932187?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/8188504469634932187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=8188504469634932187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8188504469634932187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/8188504469634932187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/ddd-todays-shopping-day.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6911787846956145415</id><published>2007-04-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:52:52.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and after each training, the feeling to quit gets stronger. everytime i'm on the court, i don't know what to do. and where to go. how to stop the balls. let alone defend. i feel so sucky after each training. people train to get better. it just seems to be the other way round for me. my push is so weak and slow ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gawd. this is so demoralizing. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6911787846956145415?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6911787846956145415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6911787846956145415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6911787846956145415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6911787846956145415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-after-each-training-feeling-to-quit.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-967662547105896782</id><published>2007-04-02T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:01:20.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to talk about today. i have to. and i have to. cause it's a super long day with a bad start and a little better ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the very first basic theory lesson :) was looking forward to it. but, lol, it was very boring. so we girls decided to go for both the lesson today. like get it over and done with. decided to watch a movie after that. all the movies we wanted to watch, was unavailable somewhere nearby, so we went town for BECAUSE I SAID SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was damn nice :D:D:D it's a must watch movie. sweet and of course a very funny show. and wat else, the guy's damn cute :D lol. and during the end part was kinda sad ): but this was definitely worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, sorry to say, someone made me so pissed! i'm not going to mention who. but i was bloody pissed! i don't know why this someone is getting on my last nerve. ARGH! i'm just so angry. oh well, someone else did help in cooling down. but still, i'm pissed. argh argh argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it may not sound like i had a long day. but surprisingly, i'm freaking dead tired. i sleep like a pig tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just need a break from the world. give me a break larh. stop pissing me off. and just give me a freaking break larh. god damn it. if you think it's nice living in my life. well, it wasn't, it isn't and it never will be nice. i'm not living a perfect life. so just give me a break larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-967662547105896782?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/967662547105896782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back from chalet. chalet's cool and happening. especially with all the funny people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girls went escape. played twister. prepare bbq stuffs. watched the recruit. watched the final destination 2. played twister again. then, start sleeping :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046457105979878546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgieACgtLJI/AAAAAAAAACo/ZOvSTlhmjgY/s200/24032007401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046456242691451986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgidNygtLFI/AAAAAAAAACI/qbR6YP9TDjQ/s200/24032007402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046456246986419298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 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auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgieASgtLLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IprhLo2hXUI/s200/CIMG2636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046457114569813186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgieAigtLMI/AAAAAAAAADA/4GRZOd1ntEE/s200/CIMG2640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046457118864780498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgieAygtLNI/AAAAAAAAADI/nPwcRFp_-0w/s200/CIMG2643.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046457428102425826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RgieSygtLOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TbOMXD3qWH8/s200/CIMG2644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. i realised the entries area seems to be shorter than my navigation area. :x ok randomness. i've watched TMNT :D:D. i'm so in love with the orange one :) he's so funny! but then, overall movie was ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tell me what to do. tell me what you want. and it seems as if everything i did was wrong. we have to face it. we have to let go of everything. we can't stay here forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1929837700132628503?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1929837700132628503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1929837700132628503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>today's a super tiring day :D&lt;br /&gt;and i spent money ): i think i better stop spending and save more! grr.&lt;br /&gt;pizza's nice. and i love joanne's new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't sleep the whole night. my eyes are super black now ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm so f***king angry. you're really too much. can't you ever freaking live you own life. and leave mine alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6111334263777454360?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6111334263777454360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6111334263777454360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6111334263777454360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6111334263777454360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/todays-super-tiring-day-d-and-i-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6644392899002533316</id><published>2007-03-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:09:59.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D:D&lt;br /&gt;i love today's outing with the girl. although, i have to admit something. i was cursing the two monkeys for making me travel at a longer distance to novena! should have trusted myself! grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbdc - yes, i've registered myself. and i can't believe it either. and all along i was praying that i won't screw up the eye test :x and i did not. and the girl who registered us kinda attitude. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;united square - wanted to go, since i've never been there before. it's boring :x but they had starbucks there :D. bought a drink and off to the next mall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;velocity - checking out this new mall. kinda cool. not bad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peninsular shopping center - ruz dragged us here. she needs to check the price for the goalkeeper thingy. and the sales people there were so helpful. i love their service. THANK YOU :D:D and i wish i can buy all the sticks. love all of it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marina square - okay. last stop. promise :D walked around a while and went home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love today. OH GOSH BRENDON URIE :D lol. so random :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tomorrow is a new. it's another day. i wonder if i still mean something. i wonder will he say some last words before leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6644392899002533316?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6644392899002533316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6644392899002533316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6644392899002533316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6644392899002533316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/dd-i-love-todays-outing-with-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-5805574717552078511</id><published>2007-03-14T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:57:19.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALOHA :D&lt;br /&gt;gosh, any sooner my sis will scream at me for using the com! :x but, who cares? hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trainings resume today. today's training is so slacked. we played every other games except hockey :x played captain's ball, red indian (screw this game) and soccer. don't know why i'm a little down today. didn't really move around that much during soccer :x. always get high about soccer, but today, a lil different. crap! and the balls the guys kick was so hard. i wanted to just scream! my poor leg ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for chalet. and TMNT :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to finish off this week. kinda busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so into training :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5805574717552078511?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5805574717552078511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=5805574717552078511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5805574717552078511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/5805574717552078511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/aloha-d-gosh-any-sooner-my-sis-will.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-3957047214723893396</id><published>2007-03-12T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:16:26.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*&amp;%&amp;amp;$#^(&amp;(*^$#@@!&lt;br /&gt;sorry. i was super pissed off with this guy sitting behind me in bus 67. he's a toot! he did everything on purpose larh. when i move to another sit. he moved too. and purposely stick his hands out. lucky we're reaching. i wanted to just like stand up and ask what his problem! and again, i wish i had my hockey stick with me. *&amp;amp;%&amp;^$^% him! grrr. i'm so angry. i wish i can complain larh. but then, to who? -.- GRRR! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school. to help out decorating the hockey notice board. didn't do much today. i was preparing to clean the clubhouse instead -.- can't wait for training to resume! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, i rented some vcds. my super ex-girlfriend. you, me dupree. john tucker must die. omg. i love that movie! the guy is so cute, and the girls are damn pretty :D i can't wait for tmnt! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Where do I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What do I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who do I turn to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm losing my ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-3957047214723893396?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/3957047214723893396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=3957047214723893396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3957047214723893396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/3957047214723893396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-5993308698086903570</id><published>2007-03-09T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T15:01:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. had a long day yesterday :x&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, met up with the hockey people again. meeting again. and yesterday's night meeting, made me felt as if there's so much going on. especially the ending of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm wondering when's my attachment. i hope it wont be really end. or else, everything will clash :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this post is so random. so yeah. random. short and simple :x. i just miss blogging. HAA HAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039816306729942274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RfEGOpfb_QI/AAAAAAAAABQ/k7WZ-g-gfKY/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay. thanks people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and at one point of time, i was cursing the world. but i realised, that we're just not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-5993308698086903570?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/5993308698086903570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=5993308698086903570' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not been busy of course. just feeling super lazy to update ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was glad that the hockey chalet is still going on. i mean it's not cancelled :D yay. and i hope i did transfer the money properly. looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was out today with ruz and joanne. to vivo. surprisingly, we didn't take any pictures together. we forgot to :x watched just follow law. god, that movie rawks. it's super funny :D and i was so glad that they got married in the end. cause, i was expecting that to happen. secret recipe was nice. forever 21 and topshop too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm cursing which ever idiot which rate me low for no reason. freaking b****. gawd. i'm so angry with whoever did that. she went around and rate everyone low. how childish. orh FREAK! i'm so pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that this is where we’ve come to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you don’t want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then you don’t have to believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;but i won’t be there when you go down&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just so you know now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you’re on your own now believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6933495883627338680?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6933495883627338680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6933495883627338680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6933495883627338680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6933495883627338680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/ddd-ive-not-been-busy-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6549567311023528193</id><published>2007-03-02T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T15:23:30.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:]:]:]&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was daddy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;oooh, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY :D&lt;br /&gt;we had cakes. erm, my sweet sour chicken which kinda taste a bit too sour :x and my tofu with vegetables which turned out just fine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh and i almost kill myself when i found out that i didn't save my work! so pissed! but i was surfing channing's net. gosh. he's hot. calmed me down somehow :) definitely a wallpaper on him today :D and i should continue skinning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. i love myself. i love life :D:D&lt;br /&gt;and and i love &lt;u&gt;CHANNING BRYAN ISAAC TATUM ANDERSON&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;families are webs. impossible to touch one part of it without setting the rest vibrating. impossible to understand one part without having a sense of the whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the thirteenth tale - diane setterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6549567311023528193?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6549567311023528193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6549567311023528193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6549567311023528193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6549567311023528193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-was-daddys-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-7853025780919921057</id><published>2007-02-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:05:16.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANIF!&lt;br /&gt;aka fisherman/garderner/farmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. today was the celebration for hanif's birthday. erm, someone's 18. so, we had dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;ruz, sin, jay, agnes, thiru, haikel, farhan, izzat. the mango tango cake. swensen. chicken baked rice. the laughters and jokes. the present. haikel's girlfriend's birthday song. and the freaking rude waitress. grr.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving all the hockey outing :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves loves loves :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7853025780919921057?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7853025780919921057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7853025780919921057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7853025780919921057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7853025780919921057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-hanif-aka.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-6313678431535237497</id><published>2007-02-26T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T19:02:34.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;another day spent in town :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;did my shopping. gosh i spent my money ):&lt;br /&gt;hee hee. i finally got my fitted jeans (they call it skinny jeans. but whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;can't find any nice heels though. the next time then :D&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 tops. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently addicted to fall out boy :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;shall make a wallpaper of them. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work!&lt;font face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6313678431535237497?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-7821044107029218204</id><published>2007-02-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:52:37.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>numbness.&lt;br /&gt;i felt as if i've got so much thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;but so little time.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, i find myself dying out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the hockey team much more often.&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet up even more.&lt;br /&gt;haa.&lt;br /&gt;so much things planned. so little time.&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. i should plan my days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list:&lt;br /&gt;cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;dad's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;library.&lt;br /&gt;fitted jeans and heels.&lt;br /&gt;chalet (i hope it's happening)&lt;br /&gt;shop.&lt;br /&gt;cycle and movie.&lt;br /&gt;skinning, patterns and wallpapers.&lt;br /&gt;pizza with sin (forced to write after reading tagboard [:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list will go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first picture :) shall put more of work! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035496417712056242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/ReGtUA16p7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hUb-mxr940k/s320/Panic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;featuring : PANIC! AT THE DISCO :D&lt;br /&gt;picture from : &lt;a href="http://www.purevolume.com/"&gt;purevolume&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brushes from : &lt;a href="http://fractured-sanity.org/"&gt;fracturedsanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;font from : &lt;a href="http://juvenilecasualty.net/"&gt;juvenilecasuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pattern from : &lt;a href="http://squidfingers.com/"&gt;squidfingers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-7821044107029218204?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/7821044107029218204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=7821044107029218204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7821044107029218204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/7821044107029218204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/numbness.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/ReGtUA16p7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/hUb-mxr940k/s72-c/Panic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-6944279367967282867</id><published>2007-02-21T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T23:50:25.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello :D&lt;br /&gt;today seems like the start of the holidays. cause i'm finally out after so long :x&lt;br /&gt;and it's sentosa time with the hockey people again.&lt;br /&gt;attendance was low. cause the guys got to know last minute thanks to their captain!&lt;br /&gt;so most of them can't make it, due to work and attachments and their own plans.&lt;br /&gt;only 10 turned up.&lt;br /&gt;to those 10, thanks for making the day. it was fun, although very little people.&lt;br /&gt;and kat, thanks for organizing but it's sad you couldn't come along cause of your last-minute-work. :(&lt;br /&gt;and izzat, stop being so emo can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i love the beach. the sun. the sound of the waves. the kids. hanif trying to catch fish and feeding peacocks. the murderer game. uno. the red indian(i swear i hate this game). the captain's ball. the scissors-paper-stone at the playground. the jokes and the laughters. the riddles : black magic, fuzzy wuzzy, clock, around the world in 80 days. and ban mian :D i just love today. at least a time-off for my mind. it's bursting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034013090828414434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RdxoPBl-beI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C-vmaNFboug/s200/21022007319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034014014246383122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RdxpExl-bhI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6QOscIgnl3M/s200/21022007343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034013735073508866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rdxo0hl-bgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/L-9l8OWzS5E/s200/21022007348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034013730778541554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/Rdxo0Rl-bfI/AAAAAAAAAAU/v8eOplhEcp8/s200/21022007358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;dying doesn't seems so cruel now.&lt;/s&gt; however zie, it's time to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-6944279367967282867?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/6944279367967282867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=6944279367967282867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6944279367967282867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/6944279367967282867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/hello-d-today-seems-like-start-of.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZKeglUwPFSE/RdxoPBl-beI/AAAAAAAAAAM/C-vmaNFboug/s72-c/21022007319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13604395.post-1960270691518166520</id><published>2007-02-18T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T23:00:58.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When there’s no one else&lt;br /&gt;Look inside yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend&lt;br /&gt;Just trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ll find the strength&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust the voice within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm praying to god. you bring me to this. i'm sure you make me pull through this too. make me strong once again. let me face the world again. i want to be free from pain. allow me to smile and stop me from crying. you're my only strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1960270691518166520?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1960270691518166520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1960270691518166520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1960270691518166520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13604395/posts/default/1960270691518166520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-theres-no-one-else-look-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>love;</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-13604395.post-1975007483603313634</id><published>2007-02-16T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T10:33:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arh. yes. the day i've been waiting for. last day of paper :D&lt;br /&gt;gosh, you had no idea how excited i am and how hyper i am now.&lt;br /&gt;and how heavenly it sounds when the &lt;s&gt;teacher&lt;/s&gt;lecturer say ,"pens down".&lt;br /&gt;like no more papers. no more mugging. :D&lt;br /&gt;and time for shop and play and skinning :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was like the bio paper.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i had no regrets taking bio. it's interesting learning stuffs like this. although sometimes the whole chunk of notes make me go kuku -.- but never ever revise last minute. it cramps my brain and my brain lagged for like the whole day of yesterday, till i vomited everything out today. paper was okay. as in, easier. probably cause i study :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went town then. had a lil valentine's day celebration with the girls(joanne and ruz). was super hyper. cause, like finally :D felt so relaxed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MCR's (My Chemical Romance) songs have been playing in my playlist and my mind. and i'm secretly, silently and slowly addicted to them. and their song play again in my mind;&lt;br /&gt;-i don't love you like i did yesterday-&lt;br /&gt;ok that was the only sentence i know, from one of their songs. but no, it doesn't goes out to anyone. i love you all more each day :D so, yay, mcr rocks. haa, it's playing again.&lt;br /&gt;-And all the things that you never ever told me&lt;br /&gt;And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me-&lt;br /&gt;ok. i love this :D&lt;br /&gt;rock music rocks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13604395-1975007483603313634?l=the-envogue.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-envogue.blogspot.com/feeds/1975007483603313634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13604395&amp;postID=1975007483603313634' 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