<?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-18986501</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:24:14.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STICKER HEARTS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113758785903701281</id><published>2006-01-18T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T20:37:39.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Letting go of all I've held onto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the weather is seriously nuts. Anyway the 3pm game was cancelled but our game still went on. Hmm it was okay overall. I made like 659497439 miss passes HAHAHA :( &amp; there was like 4628658 contacts then the umpire was being weird abt it ermm? Haha everything was kinda slow cos the ground was super wet grr. Final score was 25-10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the pen Muthu bought for me HAHAHA now I can do my kAwAii nEhxX with it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's math time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113758785903701281?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113758785903701281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113758785903701281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113758785903701281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113758785903701281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/letting-go-of-all-ive-held-onto-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113749564004197317</id><published>2006-01-17T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:00:40.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp; I don't know why,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't keep my eyes off you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is sucha choreeee. Lectures are so. damn. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl is a weird lab partner. You know her bunsen burner burned my hair! HAHAHAHAHA only a few strands lah. HAHA they became all frizzy &amp; dry HAHA oh gosh. Then she's damn retarded lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: *rinses the hot test tube &amp; somehow there is a mini explosion* Eh try!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *is stupid &amp;amp; follows Sheryl*&lt;br /&gt;*Boom, the bottom of the test tube falls out &amp; I still continue rinsing the test tube because I'm not very bright*&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl: AHHH it broke!&lt;br /&gt;Me: AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Sheryl &amp;amp; I: HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after sch it was raining like nuts &amp; we were both sharing the umbrella &amp; we were getting drenched but somehow she kept laughing. I honestly worry for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay first game tml I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm scared. Where is Puvaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113749564004197317?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113749564004197317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113749564004197317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113749564004197317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113749564004197317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113720716318840446</id><published>2006-01-14T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T10:57:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing here until you make me move,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm hanging by a moment here with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was erm Friday the 13th, maybe that's why trng didn't go quite right? One more trng till our first game wow. I shouldn't wouldn't couldn't be scared. I will go to NUS to shoot my brains out on Monday or Tuesday, anyone wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually alot of funny things happened this week lah. Esp with that spastic Jocelyn HAHAHA. &amp; I think the sec2 bballers think I'm nuts cos first they heard me talking to Nikki in lian language. "see you tomorrow w0rx, muackiezzz" (there was more, but I can't remember), then they saw me doing my ugly rabbit face at rekz HAHAHAHA omigosh! *dies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn (at least I think it was her): I feel like a HEROIN!&lt;br /&gt;Us: Heroin?&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn: OH, I mean heroine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 4 of us just couldn't stop laughing. Oh, some sec1 girl walked past us &amp;amp; we were already laughing but she just had to say erm "PLAN FOR THE FUTURE". We were like WHAT THE? HAHAHAHA omigosh! Audrey &amp; Joanne are super funnehhh &amp;amp; cute HAHAHA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my crazy bro drew a pic of me throwing a ball on the fridge........what the. It used to be "OPEN ME!" ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it seems my touch could leave us bruised&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113720716318840446?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113720716318840446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113720716318840446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113720716318840446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113720716318840446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-standing-here-until-you-make-me.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113698016938765497</id><published>2006-01-11T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:49:29.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't think I've ever felt so damn stressed &amp; worried before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog lecture was so zz. I've no mood to go to sch :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113698016938765497?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113698016938765497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113698016938765497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113698016938765497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113698016938765497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-dont-think-ive-ever-felt-so-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113689513895085765</id><published>2006-01-10T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T20:13:23.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We'll just tell them we're loving our King.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I hate rainy days, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm went to NUS to train this morning. The court was wet urgh I was so annoyed :( Then went to Clementi central &amp; discovered I had lost my wallet. I thought I left it on the bus but it wasn't there, so I came home.I was damn sad :(. In the end, some China NUS scholar found it at the bus stop! She called Steph &amp; my sis HAHAHA. Anyway I went back to NUS to get it from her. I think I said Thanks like a million times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The silence is deafening. Don't tell me you can't hear it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113689513895085765?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113689513895085765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113689513895085765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113689513895085765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113689513895085765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-just-tell-them-were-loving-our.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113671375330854135</id><published>2006-01-08T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T17:49:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let's go &amp; see the stars, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The milky way, or even Mars,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;where it can just be us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo I woke up at 6 today just to go to Kallang to stone &amp; eat &amp;amp; take spastic photos with ah rekzz HAHAHA. Argh anyway they finally decided to cancel the carnival so I went to church :D Everyone noticed the nice blue skirt hahaha :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is crazy. Ah yes, the monsoon season it is. I hope the chem test tml is easy AHAHAHA I love TIMEOUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113671375330854135?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113671375330854135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113671375330854135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113671375330854135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113671375330854135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/lets-go-take-spastic-photos-with-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113647013623555180</id><published>2006-01-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:08:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Just between you &amp; me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got like 3 demerit points today even though I'm sucha guai kia AHH. It's not my fault there was a jamm :(  I have to stop wearing wrong uni HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was damn sian lah. The sec1s were damn weird GRR as if taking the paper star will kill you &gt;:( Ahhh okay lots of netball from now. I hope I don't die of exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so right. Sec4 is just...*dies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113647013623555180?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113647013623555180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113647013623555180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113647013623555180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113647013623555180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-between-you-me-ahhh-okay-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113627895083289931</id><published>2006-01-03T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T20:50:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let's go and see the stars&lt;br /&gt;The milky way or even Mars&lt;br /&gt;Where it could just be ours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...in...holiday...mood...&lt;br /&gt;Must...adjust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sec4 now 0MiGosHiezZz (like what Clarissa says). I shld spend every single day thinking of O's now. Ahhh *dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binomial theorem = foreign language, yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113627895083289931?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113627895083289931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113627895083289931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113627895083289931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113627895083289931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/lets-go-and-see-stars-milky-way-or.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113619624440034843</id><published>2006-01-02T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:04:04.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Lost in a sea of faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last minutes of 2005 &amp; the first minutes of 2006 at church :) Then went home to sleep for a few hours before going back to church. I blacked out in the middle of worship, then went to Felly's hse to prepare for the senior's farewell. Hmm only 3 of them showed up but we're glad they enjoyed the surprise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School start tml oh gosh I haven't done any homework at all. I don't even know WHAT HOMEWORK we have yo. Southzone in about 2-3 weeks? My muscles are hiding behind layers of fats right now HAHAHA. I don't want to see Potato Channnn :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113619624440034843?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113619624440034843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113619624440034843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113619624440034843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113619624440034843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-in-sea-of-faces-i-spent-last.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113591123673801268</id><published>2005-12-30T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T12:11:16.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Unto you, be all glory &amp; praise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How my heart seeks your face,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as I'm waiting on you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day of the musical :( But both days went pretty well haha. Hmm I'll really miss rehearsals, having supper at Kopitiam &amp;amp; mostly, the people :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5070/380/200/orientation_all.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Wallace &amp; Gromit last night. It's soooo funneh! HAHAHA Oh yah I love Richie for buying me the penguin toy YAYYY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy I didn't realise that sch is erm 3 days away. WHYYYYYYY :( Hello, stack of untouched homework &amp;amp; goodbye, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stand here in awe of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113591123673801268?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113591123673801268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113591123673801268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113591123673801268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113591123673801268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/unto-you-be-all-glory-goodbye-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113565263033163246</id><published>2005-12-27T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T09:45:29.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We drew our own constellations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yewjin's party was fun :) We played erm captain's ball &amp; COUGH some people bully me cos I'm shorter grrr &gt;:( Hahahaha then we played VAMPIRE &amp;amp; Clarissa couldn't stop laughing lah. Aiyohh then Yewjin had a chocolate fountain whoaazz :D It was bridge the whole night &amp;amp; Vyan is a good bridge partner hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Jade Christmas dinner on Wed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113565263033163246?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113565263033163246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113565263033163246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113565263033163246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113565263033163246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-drew-our-own-constellations.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113550844265951732</id><published>2005-12-25T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:05:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah I'll say it anyway,&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MERRY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;y'all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Christmas is different I guess. It's less materialistic &amp; more about the reason behind Christmas :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, after service this morning, Clarissa Jo-lynn Shumei Isaac Yunyi &amp;amp; I went to Mos &amp;amp; talked alot hahahahaha. Then we walked ard before making friends with the Breadtalk baker. He told Isaac something abt his Hairy Potters HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make my heart sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113550844265951732?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113550844265951732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113550844265951732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113550844265951732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113550844265951732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/yeah-ill-say-it-anyway-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113535722921203576</id><published>2005-12-24T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:11:12.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Situation # 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's the one that no one sees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;All too often dismissed as fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm three late nights in a row, supper at Kopitiam three nights in a row too haha. Ytd went to Felly's hse, had lunch. Jocelyn &amp; I explored Cherilyn's tiny nano (wah someone has good taste in music hmm?). Then they went to watch Narnia while I went for rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh today met Shumei &amp;amp; a bunch of people to watch Narnia. Anyway it was really good lah :) Then rushed to church for candlelight haha. The candles were very pretty lah HAHA I kept blowing Matt's candle out &amp;amp; pulling his ear MUAHA. Yay it's Christmas eve alright I'm gonna be really fat after tml :] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113535722921203576?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113535722921203576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113535722921203576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113535722921203576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113535722921203576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/situation-3-its-one-that-no-one-sees.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113514334427965178</id><published>2005-12-21T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:34:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh, this is the start of something good,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't you agree?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I haven't felt like this in so many moons,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know what I mean?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a funny day. Erm met Steph &amp; Isaac at City hall to have lunch then we went to Matt's hse. We watched videos on his comp then they went to swim. Then I had a headache &amp;amp; refused to get wet but in the end I went in cos they were bugging me. Hahahaha then we played bridge whoa Ping pals rule manzzz. Hahaha then I wanted to go home &amp; couldn't find my wallet so I called SBS &amp;amp; they found it HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today went ALL THE WAY TO BEDOK to collect my damn wallet. Then went to town, Christmas shopping which was incomplete cos I ended up buying stuff for myself. That's just great, so I have to find money somehow... Then went for rehearsal errr yah I'm damn tired :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll sit beneath the mango tree :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113514334427965178?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113514334427965178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113514334427965178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113514334427965178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113514334427965178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-this-is-start-of-something-good.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113498022889369972</id><published>2005-12-19T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T16:17:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I look to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else will do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOCELYN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hahahaha I woke up at 7.30am for you better be grateful hor. Anyway Pau, Audrey &amp; I met at Shell to buy Cookie Dough &amp;amp; Chubby Hubby then went to Jocelyn's hse. We plucked nice caterpillar leaves for her :] HAHAHA then erm we banged on her door &amp; she was making weird noises in her room before she finally opened her door hahaha. So we ate the ice cream, watched 13 going on 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I played House of the Dead on her comp. Audrey has a horrible video of me screaming my head off at the computer screen HAHAHA. Then I played erm some other game which involved cats lah. Erm I adopted two cats haha quite fun lah you get to paint them &amp; put clothes on for them :] Then we had lunch &amp;amp; MORE ICE CREAM hahahaha. We decided to form the CJIC (Crystal Jade Ice cream fan club) heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ytd performed the teaser skit like 4 times in front of adults oh dear hahaha. Ohwell it went alright. Yup come watch the musical, 29th or 30th December, 7.30-9.00pm at Wesley Hall :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113498022889369972?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113498022889369972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113498022889369972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113498022889369972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113498022889369972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-i-look-to-you-no-one-else-will-do.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113483648215839824</id><published>2005-12-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:21:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You say you want all of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wouldn't have it any other way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite fun hahaha. I had lunch with my parents, went to PS to do some Christmas shopping but I only bought gifts for a few ppl &amp; decided to go shopping for myself HAHA. Hmm then went to church to rehearse for the teaser then performed it in front of ppl we &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; know HAHA which is a good thing :) Then I rushed off to meet my sis to have dinner yum :] then went shopping. We both fell in love with this bag so she paid for it &amp;amp; we're sharing it HAHA. Then we had supper at Crystal Jade (sorry I'm a hardcore Crystal Jade fan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesterday we had friendly against erm IJKC? I don't know lah but I was damn pro, damn pro at missing my shots HAHAHA. Okay whatever I refused to be sad abt it. HMM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113483648215839824?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113483648215839824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113483648215839824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113483648215839824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113483648215839824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-say-you-want-all-of-me-i-wouldnt_18.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113465438963713625</id><published>2005-12-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T21:50:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You say you want all of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn't have it any other way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got a saviour &amp; He's living in me, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna know, I wanna know you today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the best thing that has ever happened to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the world will never take you away :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had a friendly with erm Sengkang. I was so amused by the fact that their cdiv had triplets HAHA I never saw triplets before I swear. Anyway I played GS all the way cos I couldn't run. Actually I can run but DAMN SLOWLY haha then they had some fitness test which looked tiring. I didn't know whether to feel happy or useless :&lt;br /&gt;Then met Steph at PS to have dinner but we met other church ppl so we went with them. Hahaha rehearsal was okay I really hope I don't get stage fright on the day itself. Then somehow I ended up at Holland V Crystal Jade (yes, again) for supper. Hahaha then the twins dropped Eric &amp;amp; I off at the main road &amp; he walked in with me lah. I felt quite bad lah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stoned the whole of today blah. But I just came back cos Tom Cruise COUGHCOUGH treated me to ice cream. Ahh no tiramisu ^*^#^&amp;amp;%^$@ haha. I was damn cold then we went to Cold Storage oh gosh even worse I was shivering haha it was quite funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reks: dUncH wOrRy aH rEkzZ i IsH 4EvA FaIThfUl tO YeW 1 mUaCkIEEzzZZ~~**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lailing: oh yah you're stupidhead no. what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying: do you have a blog IM GONNA FLOOD UR TAGBOARD. haha wah 10 already, not bad lah. you're no.1 right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113465438963713625?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113465438963713625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113465438963713625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113465438963713625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113465438963713625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-say-you-want-all-of-me-i-wouldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113448094601045416</id><published>2005-12-13T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:48:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How my heart seeks your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm ytd trng was quite boring cos I couldn't do anything. Anyway I bought a ankle guard so I can play tml :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Steph's hse to play bridge. Then went to PS to watch Aeon Flux. The earring part was damn gross lah aiyohhh. HAHAHAHA then we couldn't find the way to get out so we erm walked down some stairs &amp; found ourselves in the middle of the food court :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took neoprints! HAHAH it was damn funny lah, 8 people squeezed in the same booth. Hmm then had dinner at Crystal Jade :D. Okay their food looked so nice while I ate my same old porridge. I shall try something else next time I guess :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolynn: uh huh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ying &amp;amp; sub : wah both of you are seriously amusing, I know you're both bored in the cage right...HAHAHA anyway I don't want to be 5 I wanna be 8 if not I don't join ur family...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113448094601045416?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113448094601045416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113448094601045416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113448094601045416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113448094601045416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/how-my-heart-seeks-your-face-hmm-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113430709204809761</id><published>2005-12-11T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:18:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's a stirring in the spirit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's an urgency in this hour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We as children must obey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you hear the footsteps of God?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from church camp &amp; it was great esp after the first day because my ankle was still super fat &amp;amp; I had to use a crutch (also because my dad is paranoid lah). Thanks to everyone who prayed for my ankle because through God's grace I could walk almost normally on day3 :] but some mean ppl COUGH still called me bai ka :( hahaha no lah I FORGIVE YOU LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway worship was awesome. I'm so glad that some people accepted Christ haha it's really an unexplainable feeling :] They'll be my prayers yup :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; all I want is You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113430709204809761?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113430709204809761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113430709204809761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113430709204809761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113430709204809761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/theres-stirring-in-spirit-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113394638463778086</id><published>2005-12-07T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:07:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world &amp; melt with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit I sprained my ankle pfft. &amp;amp; I thought it wasn't that bad till I got home &amp; took off my shoe to find the side that I didn't ice FAT ahhh. I sucked pretty badly today HARHARHAR Puva was upset because we lost by erm 5 goals? &amp; she was being a bitch to us. I was staring at the floor &amp;amp; she went "Don't give me attitude". Hi, your definition of attitude is damn off can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to Holland V with Audrey Grace &amp; ocelyn. HAHAHA Crystal Jade Congee &amp;amp; Glutinous Rice &amp;amp; Pan fried carrot cake HAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go to Steph's hse cos of my fat ankle :( Okay bye church camp tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113394638463778086?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113394638463778086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113394638463778086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113394638463778086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113394638463778086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-stop-world-pan-fried-carrot-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113383677446329912</id><published>2005-12-06T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:07:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I haven't done the thing audrey tagged me for. I shan't ignore the poor girl &amp; I'm bored so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. I had a weird dream last night&lt;br /&gt;02. I hate being chao tah&lt;br /&gt;03. I have been thinking of...those shoes.&lt;br /&gt;04. I like I melt with you by Jason Mraz &amp;amp; Taylor by Jack Johnson :]&lt;br /&gt;05. I don't like people invading my personal space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113383677446329912?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113383677446329912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113383677446329912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113383677446329912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113383677446329912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/okay-i-havent-done-thing-audrey-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113366753501879053</id><published>2005-12-04T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T11:40:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You rip me up, you spread me all around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the dust of the deed of time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met ocelyn hua at Taka ytd to have our favourite Crystal Jade CONGEE HAHAHAHA. Yeah damn stupid our number was 55 &amp; the screen showed erm 23 or smth. So yeah we walked around before finally ordering OMG blissssssssssss :) Then went to sch, carried gym mats to the teacher's room blahblah couldn't bloody sleep. ocelyn &amp;amp; I woke up at 4.15am cos we couldn't sleep anyway wth my eyebags were so hugeee hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marathon was okay it was so crowded &amp; annoyinggggg. Pfft stupid sweaty ppl surrounding you wth. Anyway Abby &amp;amp; I decided to run in a nice comfortable pace. I was dying at 2km, okay at 7km &amp; eager to find the finishing point at 9.something km.I can't believe I missed church for that :( Ahhhh okay I'm gonna be reunited with my blankey BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113366753501879053?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113366753501879053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113366753501879053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113366753501879053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113366753501879053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-rip-me-up-you-spread-me-all-around.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113352417423276393</id><published>2005-12-02T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:49:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be mine, Cupid only misses sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to sch to collect the goodies for the marathon. Then headed to town with aH rEkZz &amp; ocelyn hua to catch Chicken Little. I thought it was about a dancing chicken but it's about alien invasion stuff hahahaha. It's quite funny really esp the "I bruise you, you bruise me, we both bruise so easily" part omg so funnehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they helped me picked out a watch hurrhurr it's quite pretty :] Then we had ice cream &amp;amp; were bEri hApPieE NeHxXx~~ Oh then I left my marathon shoe bag in the bus with my jersey inside HAHAHAHAHAHA I'm damn smart yeahthanks. I'm just hoping there'll be an extra or else I'LL look extra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113352417423276393?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113352417423276393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113352417423276393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113352417423276393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113352417423276393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/youll-always-be-mine-cupid-only-misses.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113342309673632313</id><published>2005-12-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T15:58:12.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Look at the stars when we're together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I didn't die in netball camp hurrhurr. Erm day one was quite bad cos the trngs were so shit tiring. Day two was better but boring. Day three was the best lah. The carnival was okay I think everyone played well :] The sports sch cdiv is damn bloody tall manzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The treasure hunt was quite fun lah poor Jocelyn was so stressed haha. My grp, the bananas, came in second &amp; we joined the first grp &amp;amp; played the animal game. Yeah spread the animal game love ;) Then aH rEKzz mYe lAo gOnGzZ N i pLaYeDd vAMpIRe LeHXxx~~ &amp; animal game hahaha. I think Ying is so amusing I want to cage her up HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm I'm so chaotah now. Damnit there's still the marathon &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113342309673632313?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113342309673632313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113342309673632313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113342309673632313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113342309673632313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/12/look-at-stars-when-were-together-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113310035707935846</id><published>2005-11-27T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:05:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay I'm not that tired so yay I'm back for retreat &amp; going to netball camp tml YAY I'm gonna die. Everyone pls pray that my journey to heaven will be a smooth one pls THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retreat was fun. The chem test was dumb I think I can pass lah. All that "OMG I'M NOT STUDYING" is gone now :D. Hmm then Steph's mum brought us to NACLI haha. Night games was horrible I was chained to Kenneth by the ankle the whole time DAMN PAIN LAH. That lock was the last combination number our team got :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth games were funny too. Hahahaha I bit the cucumber till my teeth were damn pain. Hahahaha then Hans &amp; I ate wasabi&amp;amp;banana &amp; erm cheese flavoured worms hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah alot of nice memorable stuff happened lah :) Thank God for all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; I think THY is super funnehhhh ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113310035707935846?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113310035707935846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113310035707935846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113310035707935846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113310035707935846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/okay-im-not-that-tired-so-yay-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113257975026753735</id><published>2005-11-21T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:29:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I believe in memories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They look so, so pretty when I sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after church I went shopping with Jo-lynn. Subway + ice cream = happy happy me. Uh huh today's trng was okay. We didn't have to run :) I went to sch with a heavy heavy heart only to find out I didn't have to suffer. Eh it was quite slack cos Puva left early. I went home to shower &amp; met Stephanies Queks HAHAHAHA. Hmm shopping was fun :) We bought the food for retreat. Hurrhurr I'm food I/C for retreat &amp;amp; nb camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm gonna be a chem nerd for three days. Then retreat &amp;amp; nb camp so I won't be here till...Dec1st? Hahaha goodbye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113257975026753735?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113257975026753735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113257975026753735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113257975026753735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113257975026753735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-believe-in-memories-they-look-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113238975997203121</id><published>2005-11-19T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T16:53:53.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been watching your world from afar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been trying to be where you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I've been secretly falling apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding chem like crazy. OMG why do I have to study. Studying is my least favourite thing to do in this whole entire world. I think I'd rather wash toilets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the 8km or 7.2km or whatever run was damn long omg. I was asking AudreyL if we were reaching soon cos she apparently recognises "landmarks" (?) hahaha that funny girl. I was sweating buckets damn gross hurrhurr. Anyway I ate like 1500 calories at Macs :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye I shall go &amp;amp; be miserable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113238975997203121?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113238975997203121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113238975997203121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113238975997203121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113238975997203121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-been-watching-your-world-from-afar.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113230538362459839</id><published>2005-11-18T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T17:46:17.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dance, this is the way they'd love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If they knew how misery loved me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm training was alright except I got injured thrice :( Then went to town where I became a very happy girl :D I love ice cream. I love ice cream. I love chawanmushi too. But ice cream is better HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if you didn't already know, I hate chem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113230538362459839?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113230538362459839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113230538362459839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113230538362459839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113230538362459839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/dance-this-is-way-theyd-love-if-they.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113222031884902220</id><published>2005-11-17T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T18:32:30.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love like a bomb</title><content type='html'>I'm broke because my sis is being a petty childish bitch. &amp; I should really really be studying chem. I'm so gonna screw it up HAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need me some ben&amp;amp;jerry's :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113222031884902220?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113222031884902220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113222031884902220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113222031884902220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113222031884902220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-like-bomb.html' title='Love like a bomb'/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18986501.post-113204772095407363</id><published>2005-11-15T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:42:00.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like the naked leads the blind.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.&lt;br /&gt;Sucker love I always find,&lt;br /&gt;Someone to bruise and leave behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18986501-113204772095407363?l=stickerhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/113204772095407363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18986501&amp;postID=113204772095407363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113204772095407363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18986501/posts/default/113204772095407363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stickerhearts.blogspot.com/2005/11/like-naked-leads-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>wan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06513895894424484422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
