<?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-7704492766694897747</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:42:10.779+08:00</updated><category term='Study study study...'/><category term='Kite flying'/><category term='laugh and cry'/><category term='30 days challenge'/><category term='Thank you~'/><title type='text'>The way I like</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5060505052544792494</id><published>2012-01-26T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:35:48.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got me speechless</title><content type='html'>Angry. Sad. Disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5060505052544792494?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5060505052544792494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5060505052544792494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-got-me-speechless.html' title='You got me speechless'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3264195077716592683</id><published>2012-01-05T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:04:31.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one can ruin your day, without your permission.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ce20-qG6d8/TwVw4aFJouI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7FnhzeAXrBM/s1600/tumblr_l590eqx66r1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ce20-qG6d8/TwVw4aFJouI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7FnhzeAXrBM/s400/tumblr_l590eqx66r1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wanna live, not just survive"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hai. Second post for the day, well, for the year. In the blogging mood today. Haha. I cant stop Maddi Jane's songs. Omg. HAHA. So instead of posting all the videos, go watch yourself kay! --&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/maddijanemusic"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/maddijanemusic&lt;/a&gt; I know im awesome. HAHA. No need to thank me if you like her songs too. LOL HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma. Sounds familiar? Perhaps you've seen this word a thousand times, but have you ever experienced it? Maybe you have, but you didn't realize this was what you did to others last time. Do what you want people to do to you, even if they don't. One day, just one day, they'll get their retribution. Karma just slapped me in my face. But whose to blame again? Me. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a lot of thinking for the past few days. I thought back on a lot of things, and I realized, I missed out on a lot, gave up on a lot and lost a lot. Its come to a point where, I woke up. I complained a lot and whined a lot. But I made it through. I made it this far. I survived so many things I thought I never will. Im done with complaining, im done with whining, im done with all these. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3264195077716592683?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3264195077716592683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3264195077716592683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2012/01/no-one-can-ruin-your-day-without-your.html' title='No one can ruin your day, without your permission.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ce20-qG6d8/TwVw4aFJouI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7FnhzeAXrBM/s72-c/tumblr_l590eqx66r1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7078824337124880098</id><published>2012-01-05T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:18:08.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If this was a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/o0x0Ipp9tPU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0x0Ipp9tPU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o0x0Ipp9tPU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have you guys seen this yet?! No? Then SEEEEE IT NAO. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha! Was on my media player a while ago, and this song was the second to play. I kinda lost contact with technology (except for my phone, twitter and facebook) for quite a while, that including my mp3. Wowwwww. So all the songs suddenly so nice. HAHA. Okay. Sorry. I tell you, that singer up there is so freaking talented! Ahhhh! HAHA. She has already recorded "Skyscraper" and im waiting for it to be uploaded. Hurry up pleaseeeeee~ :&amp;lt; And she's in the midst of making her own original! Omg. She's only 13! *jealous* Oh, this is the "newest" song from her so far, which should explain why its up there ^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School so far has been, bad. HAIX. I weighed my bag today and its like, 7.5kg. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I totally blame the school for my height luh.-.- LOL. The worse part is, C1 and D1 has undertables, so they can put their books there. Unfairrrrrrr! Tsk. Who ask me, dowan study last year. Landed myself into this shitpile. Ugh. Feel like a freaking loner in my class la. -.- Tmd. Shall get used to it and suck it up. I've to survive it for like. 2 years. Good job Sherlene, you just screwed up. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh. I came across this phrase yesterday, thought it made a lot of sense.&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;"Learn to appreciate what you have, before time makes you appreciate what you had."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I fought too hard, for too long and lost too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7078824337124880098?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7078824337124880098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7078824337124880098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-this-was-movie.html' title='If this was a movie'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6990570415730215441</id><published>2011-12-09T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T19:49:01.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go see post 11/11/11</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE! GO AND SEE POST 11/11/11 KAY! NOT ONLY IS THE DATE SPECIAL BUT THE SHOW IS EVEN MORE SPECIAL! LOL! GO SEE! CLICK &lt;a href="http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/11/obsession.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;! &amp;lt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6990570415730215441?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6990570415730215441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6990570415730215441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/12/go-see-post-111111.html' title='Go see post 11/11/11'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-850839831916507185</id><published>2011-12-08T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T21:12:06.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave, and never return.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi-73jp_orw/TuCyAK24T0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-NsMfTXlhtM/s1600/SAM_1456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi-73jp_orw/TuCyAK24T0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-NsMfTXlhtM/s400/SAM_1456.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, I know my fringe is screwed. -.-&lt;/div&gt;Hello Earthlings. So this is will be yet again, an outdated post. Heh. Neh mind lah hor? :) So I went to watch 23.59 with Teresa at Jurong Point the other day. So, I was on the train and we were texting. Then she asked what station am I at and apparently, we were on the same train! Okay. So I was like, which cabin are you in?! And guess what. We were in the same cabin. I was walking towards the left then I saw a person standing by the door that looks like Teresa. then I turned and there she was! Wow. So coincidental! Why didn't I see her standing there. Omg. I guess I was too engrossed with that baby. Heh. Then we went to some shop that was selling necklaces. Owl necklaces. Then suddenly, her robot dropped. LOL. Her half-bodied robot. The robot's bottom half dropped somewhere, the last time she wore it. Then it totally detached from her chain. HAHA. Epic fail~ :P Went to watch 23.59 after that. Her burp scared me! Wts. -.- Then there was this scene where she screamed. LOL. Made me jump! HAHA. But it was fun though! Wait till we got monehhh then can go shopping. LOL kay. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OP6lKP_wtMM/TuCzhUMgj8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/_mMPlgWXg6E/s1600/SAM_1464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OP6lKP_wtMM/TuCzhUMgj8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/_mMPlgWXg6E/s400/SAM_1464.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the toilet.. HAHA #EpicFail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UjCyA5oNtI/TuC0O0izmEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-a2f8ELIaoQ/s1600/SAM_1465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UjCyA5oNtI/TuC0O0izmEI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-a2f8ELIaoQ/s400/SAM_1465.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*stares*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HryFKAHCX5o/TuC1UwIoMMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oOWzHV8kVJg/s1600/SAM_1472.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HryFKAHCX5o/TuC1UwIoMMI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oOWzHV8kVJg/s400/SAM_1472.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BquhcIfhxzg/TuC0wmAIeNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7iSlYUDNESA/s1600/SAM_1473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BquhcIfhxzg/TuC0wmAIeNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/7iSlYUDNESA/s400/SAM_1473.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M2fAkgr_SlA/TuC2zBvkgxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/biW0jykOwQQ/s1600/SAM_1477.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M2fAkgr_SlA/TuC2zBvkgxI/AAAAAAAAAHM/biW0jykOwQQ/s400/SAM_1477.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gkgGP-2nxIw/TuC3CuFu57I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QhC-Y0GFsdA/s1600/SAM_1478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gkgGP-2nxIw/TuC3CuFu57I/AAAAAAAAAHU/QhC-Y0GFsdA/s400/SAM_1478.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kay, no let you see anymore. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7704492766694897747-850839831916507185?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/850839831916507185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/850839831916507185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/12/leave-and-never-return.html' title='Leave, and never return.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi-73jp_orw/TuCyAK24T0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-NsMfTXlhtM/s72-c/SAM_1456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1867459825841808192</id><published>2011-12-06T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:14:24.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos you got me high</title><content type='html'>Hello everybodeh! :D So the next post I will be doing will probably be my platoon outing. So stay tuned! :D So, this is a very outdated post, sorry sotong! :&amp;lt; Dui bu qi! Me loves you kay! HEHE! So I went to Bugis to get my wallet with Kahwai! HEH! No more Bestest Friend yo! So :@ please. LOL. Then we went window shopping! Unless you count buying a hairband! :P So I met her at I-dono-what time. Quite early I remember! At Bugis station. Then I saw a Ahgua on the train. I know im mean. But but its true! Thennnnnnnn. Went to eat lunch! Stupid si bian tai chicken rice uncle. -.- 100% pedo. We went to order then her was like, "you want the bone also?" Then im like, no? Then he said "You so cute how can give you bone" SI BIAN TAI! Slap you luh! :@ THEN HE DONT WANT TO RETURN MY CAHNGE! Asshole! -slapyou- And then the chicken rice was disgusting. So smelly one lah! -.- &lt;b&gt;Do not go there to get food! &lt;/b&gt;Then we went to watch Footloose! :D So highhhhh! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jwbG9M-8w8/Tt4f72Pg_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/31PWOacon18/s1600/SAM_1416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jwbG9M-8w8/Tt4f72Pg_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/31PWOacon18/s400/SAM_1416.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only decent one. The rest got deleted by Ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-804tv2asle0/Tt4hsTJEhWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sJYMdvUIKjo/s1600/SAM_1419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-804tv2asle0/Tt4hsTJEhWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/sJYMdvUIKjo/s400/SAM_1419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgVjdHL0hos/Tt4iGeRH1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BiCoKq0lUto/s1600/SAM_1420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GgVjdHL0hos/Tt4iGeRH1zI/AAAAAAAAAGU/BiCoKq0lUto/s400/SAM_1420.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMLD6LP8dDM/Tt4jHpgztkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rikSBJhWINI/s1600/SAM_1438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nMLD6LP8dDM/Tt4jHpgztkI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rikSBJhWINI/s400/SAM_1438.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taadaaa~ So pretty compared to last time! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_363021594"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_363021595"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1867459825841808192?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1867459825841808192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1867459825841808192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/12/cos-you-got-me-high.html' title='Cos you got me high'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_jwbG9M-8w8/Tt4f72Pg_SI/AAAAAAAAAGE/31PWOacon18/s72-c/SAM_1416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2153041696667511841</id><published>2011-12-05T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:10:19.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANCO - Camp Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m72v-dV-wes/TtxSIA0yyHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kJq20TuVgCw/s1600/tumblr_lv2jhkbLzG1qaobbko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m72v-dV-wes/TtxSIA0yyHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kJq20TuVgCw/s400/tumblr_lv2jhkbLzG1qaobbko1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Camp Phase&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea baby. Here comes the fun part. LOL. Just in case you didn't catch this,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I LOVE DELTA A LOT. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; LOL. Okay. Im sorry if I just annoyed you. I just had to say that again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I  was really really reluctant to go for this part of the course, cos of  the Theory part. I mean, Theory and we're already sleeping at 2.30am?  Camp phase dont need to sleep already. That was my mentality. But, I  still dragged myself in the end. LOL. Thank God I did. I would have  killed myself if I didn't. So anyway, I only packed my bag like the  night before the camp, cos the other 3 days were used to rehearse the  campfire dance, so yea. And that's where we bonded the most I guess. I  kept laughing on the first day, idk why also lo. I was highhhhhh! :P  HAHA. Assembled in school in full u the next day then bussed to St.  Anthony. Thought we were early but no, our school was the last second to  reach -.- xiasuay max. Had to lug all my stuff to the other end of the  parade square eh! Which also means I walked/run in front of almost  everybody. -.- First Parade lasted 1 hour. Sharp. Then had MOI  Footdrill. Omg. A bit the screwed uh. Could feel my ears burning luh!  Then Sir Dingjun talked to me. LOL. He keep saying I like some mouse you  know! Omg. Went for MOI First Aid next. Other group got 5 people, got  30 over slides. my group got 5 people also, only got 13 slides. Okay  can. LOL. HAHA. Did field cooking and I rather eat the maggi mee lo. The spaghetti make until so disgusting. :x Did I mention we did field cooking in FULL U?! My skirt and boots all got mud sia. OMG. So xin tong. Kay, then played some "Iloveyou" game. It was fun, but at the same time badddddd. Shall not go into details. HEHE. :P Next day had triage. Was badddddd. That TEOTIANNING hor! Scream until like some szb! -slapher- HAHA. Then had water games. The fun part was only when we had a "water parade" We had to pass our bottles to the person on the left, uncap it and put it above their head. And the fastest way to get all the water out, was to invert it. Yep, on the person on your left head. LOL. Went to dry ourselves then had hike. Oh God. Was super hyper at the start then I got tired a sleepy. I still remember I go tot he front there then disturb the guys! Stupid Marcus. Use his disgusting towel to whack me! :@ Then I hold on to Dumb Dumb's bag. HAHA. Go up slope I push him then go down he pull me. LOL. Walked 5 rounds around Bukit Batok. Tired max. Im surprised I survived it. -Proud- By the time I bathed and all it was already like 4+ close to 5am? Wow. But we got to sleep in~! First Parade the next day was at 12.15. But but. My platoon the girls all woke up at 10?! I bobian have to wake up also. WHY YOU ALL WAKE UP SO EARLY?! Sit at my sleeping area for 2 hours plus. Hungry max. Then had field cooking again. Cooked burger and hashbrown this time. my burger was awesome! But my hashbrown major fail. LOL. I was so hungry I thought I was going to faint luh! :&amp;lt; The played the Games relay if im not wrong? HAHA. DELTA WON! WOOOOOOO. &amp;lt;3 Then had campfire without a fire at night. but its okay. I liked it anyway. HAHA. Next day was bunk cleaning and POP rehearsal. Not much fun cos I was like dam sad that we were parting :'( The bonds we had during that 7 days are going to last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Delta max. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2153041696667511841?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2153041696667511841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2153041696667511841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/12/anco-camp-phase.html' title='ANCO - Camp Phase'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m72v-dV-wes/TtxSIA0yyHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kJq20TuVgCw/s72-c/tumblr_lv2jhkbLzG1qaobbko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-69923898130678902</id><published>2011-12-02T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:05:17.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANCO - Theory Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT4_Sx8zecU/TtxQ-En2ReI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CpQdKLy0W6I/s1600/tumblr_lvf5iyzTeR1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT4_Sx8zecU/TtxQ-En2ReI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CpQdKLy0W6I/s400/tumblr_lvf5iyzTeR1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. Before I start, I &lt;b&gt;have &lt;/b&gt;to say this&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;b&gt; I LOVE DELTA A LOT. &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is gonna be once again, a wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I went for this camp 2 weeks ago and I was in Delta. At first I thought I was gonna die so badly in NCO. But it turned out otherwise. Its pure AWESOME. Especially Delta, my platoon! &amp;lt;3 LOVE DIE &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; OF THEM PLEASE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Theory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was badddddddd. Like for real! So many lessons in one day, can die. After like 3 or 4 lessons my brain auto shut down already. Had to try very hard to keep awake you know! :&amp;lt; HAHA. So basically, was lessons then tests at night. And I actually thought that the latest we were gonna sleep was by 12 or something? Cos last year's Basicthe latest we slept was at 2.30am but that was during the Camp Phase, so yea. But nooooo! We slept at 2.30am on the first day cos we didn't pass the test. Oh did I mention to pass the test you have to get 100% correct?! Okay, so bonded a little with my platoon even though we didn't talk much. Its like, we all knew what was asked of us. And its not whether we wanted to bond and work together as a team or not, its a&lt;b&gt; must&lt;/b&gt;, if you intend on getting out of that course alive. LOL. Maybe not so serious but yea, you get the idea. :)&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've done the Camp Phase part already but, I dont think you people will read all if I post so much words lo. So I shall post the Camp Phase tomorrow. :D STAY TUNED! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Delta is the bomb &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-69923898130678902?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/69923898130678902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/69923898130678902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/12/anco-theory-phase.html' title='ANCO - Theory Phase'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT4_Sx8zecU/TtxQ-En2ReI/AAAAAAAAAF0/CpQdKLy0W6I/s72-c/tumblr_lvf5iyzTeR1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6722459766349251208</id><published>2011-11-15T16:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T19:05:28.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not saying anything doesn't mean I don't mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_G4NdHz1Ys/TsIMtMODjSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jwL9JrT9Aa0/s400/tumblr_lqt4mupsnB1qaobbko1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;*This will be a very very wordy post* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello mortals, it is I again, yes, who else can it be right? LOL. So I after I posted my previous post, which included 2 dedications, it suddenly hit me that, if you don't know my blog link, how would you know I did one for you right?! So, I shall not post one for everybody. If you want one, then tell me, i'll dedicate one for you. :) Like seriously. :) I can even sms you your dedication. HAHA :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So as I was tweeting, I said I would clear some things up. :) So this is what you said, right Jiayi? *Points below* It's copied and pasted from your blog. So since I already acknowledged that part, I don't suppose im stealing anything from you right? :) Or do you want me to write your blog address? If you do, tell me, I'll write it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sherlene. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hello  Mok. Okay lah. Sherlene lah, Sherlene lah. Not Mok. Later you say I gl  you when I didn't. Even MsKoh called you that, I'm just learning what  others call you. I bet you know that I dislike, or maybe A LITTLE hate  you, and i know you do hate, or dislike me too. The reason why I talk  back about you, is because you talk back about me, for no good reasons.  Seriously, I can't tolerate having people talking bad things about me  behind my back, when I treated you as my good good good friend. I told  you more things, or even some secrets to you, and not Chermaine. And yet  this is what you gave me in return. Do you think I will believe what  you said, You are too stress, thus you can't control your mouth. To me,  it's really a very, very lousy excuse. I mean, out of so many people,  why did you choose me? Till now, I don't even know the main reason why  you did that to me. Don't you think it will be better if you tell me  why, and at least I can make the effort to change it? I really want to  know the reason why. Yes, I did say I want to make peace with you. But  the moment I thought of it, my blood boil. I swear, I did try to control  myself, try to forgive and forget. However, it's not that easy as you  thought. You think I'm able to forget everything, and take it as if  nothing happened? Yes, I can. That. I'm just lying to myself. I'm not  angry with you, trying to ruin my reputation or whatsoever. What I  really angry is that, I treated you as my good friend, one of the  friends I really doesn't want to lose, and you stab me at the back. D E E  P L Y. This, really really upset me, and hurts me alot. If possible, I  really wish to be an idiot and not know anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Okay, let me clear things up. Let's do it line by line. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; Hello  Mok. Okay lah. Sherlene lah, Sherlene lah. Not Mok. Later you say I gl  you when I didn't. Even MsKoh called you that, I'm just learning what  others call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nope, I don't mind people calling me Mok. I've gotten used to it already. LOL. :)&amp;nbsp; I'll go to the gl part later.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; Even MsKoh called you that, I'm just learning what  others call you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nothing wrong with learning from others. Never said it said it was wrong either. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; I bet you know that I dislike, or maybe A LITTLE hate  you, and i know you do hate, or dislike me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yep, I know you hate me. LOL. And yep, I used to hate you too. But not anymore, like seriously. I've gotten over everything and it doesn't really matter whether you hate me or not now. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; --&amp;gt; The reason why I talk  back about you, is because you talk back about me, for no good reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think you were trying to say bad not back right? Anyway, you think I would talk bad about you for no good reason? You really think so? Everything happens for a reason. If I wanna talk bad about you, I need to have a reason right? Its linked to the gl part. Continue reading on if you wanna. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  --&amp;gt; Seriously, I can't tolerate having people talking bad things about me  behind my back, when I treated you as my good good good friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Waitaminute. You think I can? LOL, maybe it was my fault for talking bad about you first, (which I think you think this way too.) but I already tried making things clear to you haven't I? I can't tell you which date was it cos its in the other phone I think, but I presume you know what im talking about right? I treated you as one of my good friend too. Cos' if you were just a normal friend, you think i'll try to make things clear to you and start a conversation with you and even tolerating your attitude during that particular conversation I mention a sentence ago. Obviously I wont right? How naive I was thinking I salvaged this friendship. LOL. But it doesn't matter anymore. Haha. Waittttt. If you're asking or thinking what attitude im talking about above, it was during the conversation remember? Even though I dont have that conversation with me now, I remember you saying something like "obviusly", "of course la!" etc right? I clearly remember the "of course la" part. Yea, call me petty or something like that, but that's showing attitude, to me. Especially when I was trying to salvage the situation. I shall move on to the next sentence now!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;told  you more things, or even some secrets to you, and not Chermaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You did? :o Sorry, I kinda forgot since it happened quite a while ago. Thank you for telling me it then. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; --&amp;gt; And yet  this is what you gave me in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wait uh! Its linked to the gl parttttt! Coming soon, I think! I shall explain it then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; Do you think I will believe what  you said, You are too stress, thus you can't control your mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Let me explain this part a little bit okay? :) It was because I didn't want to bring up the you gl-ing me part and getting you more worked up at that point in time, that's why I had to make up this sort of idiotic excuse. Omg, I can't believe I said that either. LOL. I mean, if I said it was because you gl-ed me and thats why I talked bad about you, would you be appeased? No right? At least that's what I think you would think, but I don't know exactly what you will or would be thinking cos' im not you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; To me,  it's really a very, very lousy excuse. I mean, out of so many people,  why did you choose me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ikr!I have but to agree with you on this excuse thing! Thinking back, its an idiotic excuse. But, I don't think that makes me an idiot? LOL. And it's not like I could choose someone else right? Cos its like, you gl-ed me? You don't expect me to vent my anger on someone else right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; --&amp;gt; Till now, I don't even know the main reason why  you did that to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Im coming to that soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; --&amp;gt; Don't you think it will be better if you tell me  why, and at least I can make the effort to change it? I really want to  know the reason why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes, I will tell you why, in this particular post. If you wanna change, then be my guest. But your change will no longer be for me, but for your friends around you.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; Yes, I did say I want to make peace with you. But  the moment I thought of it, my blood boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't think it does anymore right? I hope it doesn't too. For real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; I swear, I did try to control  myself, try to forgive and forget. However, it's not that easy as you  thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I passed that part already, I hope you did too. And I know how it feels like, cos as i've already said, I went through that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; You think I'm able to forget everything, and take it as if  nothing happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You won't be able to forget everything. Maybe 10 years later, but I dont think for now you will be able to. Cos I can't either. Even though I forgot quite a bit of it already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; Yes, I can. That. I'm just lying to myself. I'm not  angry with you, trying to ruin my reputation or whatsoever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You no longer have to lie to yourself about it, cos its already a fact. Isn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; What I  really angry is that, I treated you as my good friend, one of the  friends I really doesn't want to lose, and you stab me at the back. D E E  P L Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh yea, I didn't want to lose you as a friend either. But I suppose this relationship of ours is over already eh? No wait, not in the lesbian or something like these kinda relationship, just friendship. You weren't the only one hurting from it, I was too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--&amp;gt; This, really really upset me, and hurts me alot. If possible, I  really wish to be an idiot and not know anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I was too. Omg. I think I sound like some ahma, repeating this. LOL. No, you don't have to be and idiot and know nothing, cos now you know everything, at least I think I cleared up what you said above. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And finally, the gl part. Remember before our big fight? (Above) There were a few occasions i black faced you in class right? Yea, those were the few occasions whereby you gl-ed me. (I cant remember what you did exactly though, it happened so long ago) And I dont suppose you remember those occasions too right? But it &lt;u&gt;did&lt;/u&gt; happen, I have to make that part clear. And the issue that finally sparked me off was the day where we had our Math remedial. On the way back to school after lunch, Chermaine and I were talking about something and you kept interrupting with some attitude inside. I remember it was about shit. You said something like asking me to eat shit or something? I can't really remember. But yea, I was super annoyed and pissed off from it. After that remedial I went to meet Ambrose. Then you asked him to do something and said something like 如果你不做，我不跟她说话. The ta was me. And in that point in time, it got to the top of my head. That was also when I was exceptionally angry with you and things got until this stage. Yea, call me petty or something. You might think its only over a small issue (to you) but to me, its not. Its like, you getting angry over people taking your ezlink card as it is to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I hope I cleared your doubts and made it clear. If you think im attitud-ing you back now, or taking this opportunity to gl you, im not. Whether you believe me or not. Okay, so I guess we will have nothing more to do with each other. For the last time, im sorry. All the best to you in studies, or in life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Guess I typed a lot! LOL. I took 2 hours to do this. Omg. Till next time people! Tell me if you want your dedication! Did I mention this just now? Uh. Sorry if I repeated it. LOL! Tata~ &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/7704492766694897747-6722459766349251208?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6722459766349251208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6722459766349251208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-saying-anything-doesnt-mean-i-dont.html' title='Not saying anything doesn&apos;t mean I don&apos;t mind.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_G4NdHz1Ys/TsIMtMODjSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/jwL9JrT9Aa0/s72-c/tumblr_lqt4mupsnB1qaobbko1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5509036025997469229</id><published>2011-11-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:36:28.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im an Angel with a shotgun</title><content type='html'>I have a lottttt of things to post about! I was doing another post yesterday then someone turned my modem off! :@ Didn't manage to complete my half done post yesterday, and I decided that it shall be my next post or so? HEHE. my reason for not blogging is there! No hard feeling eh? :) Loads of things happened. Okay, shall post about today okay? Not like you can say no.&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, LOL, woke up like super early today to go eat and went to school for Student Leader camp! One word to describe it - A W E S O M E! Janice was Group 5 (my group) Mentor! SO HONORED! HAHA. If you're wondering who my awesome group consisted of, there is, Kahwai, Muzz, Ziyi, Wingtim, Hanming, Jadie, Natalie and I! :D HEHE! Our group is like dam hyper! HAHA. Especially after lunch! We all id the station games and cheers and all! Remember the Yeaaah Yeaaah YEAHHHH one? WOO! Love that! Shall post the photo of my group here when Janice uploads it okay? :) When someone says "mentors" I'll automatically think of Mentos. HAHA.Sound like right?! I can't seem to summarize this camp eh! OHHH! It's suppposed to be a 3 day 2 night one! Then what happened? Budget until squeeze into one day one uh!-.- All in all, this camp is awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dedications&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abdullah - You! Not bad uh! Got into 8 sub! HAHA. We might not be very close last year but, yea, we made it through for 2 full years eh? Got closer this year and found out how mean you were! Okay, not very very mean but still mean for trying to trip me! &amp;gt;:( But but! Since im like soooo nice, i'll forgive you! ^.^ #ultimate bhb but idc! Im nicer than you! &amp;gt;:D Anyway, you don't seem to ever get angry eh? HEHE! You should talk to me more! And and I just remembered something! YOU HAVEN'T SHOW ME THE PICTURE! Better show it to me before 2012 start uh! If not I will... I haven't thought of the consequence yet. LOL. :P All the best next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;Mingta - You hor! Why last year so quiet uh! Or is it I quiet? ._. Okay, why you one minute so quiet, one minute so hyper one! Especially the last few weeks of school so hyper! Keep knocking my forehead! Pain one you know! LOL. Bully me only. Tsk. HAHA! Anyway, sometimes you should like 让一步 to people cos like, there's bound to be people who will be against you and not everything will go your way, so ya. :) No offence uh!! I shall go to be the same height as you next year! And you will have no chance of knocking my head! HAHA! All the best next year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Looks like you've gotten back on your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;All the best, for everything. :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5509036025997469229?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5509036025997469229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5509036025997469229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-angel-with-shotgun.html' title='Im an Angel with a shotgun'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1889702654640415719</id><published>2011-11-11T17:43:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T19:41:02.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMtR5Vxawc/TuHtZyo3rhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f89nxVaqJDw/s1600/tumblr_l0tnug1y4p1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMtR5Vxawc/TuHtZyo3rhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f89nxVaqJDw/s400/tumblr_l0tnug1y4p1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*This was half done quite a while ago*&lt;/div&gt;I have a confession to make, which is also my reason for not blogging and all. I have and obsession, an addiction. Its...&lt;br /&gt;Watching anime. Yes, i know i know. Who in the world will watch animes now right? Especially outdated ones like the one i've been watching. LOL. Sorry, but I cant help it yo. Its just so, addictive. Im so obsessed with it that when I wake up, i'll wash up and once done, i'll turn on the laptop and while waiting for it to start up, i'll rush down to get my breakfast and I just stone in front my laptop until 12 midnight. Thats not the worse part. I cant sleep. I mean, the scenes and tune will start flashing through whenever I close my eyes. I got scolded for using the computer so i was forced to shut it down. And you know what? I use my phone and start reading the manga version. like. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME?! And and the worse has yet to come. Im left with 8 episodes and im super sad. Wts. Im am sad, that the show ended. Kay can. LOL. I'll most probably rewatch it. Its so touching and it shows the fight for survival and humanity, which I cant find in this real world.&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what show im talking about,&amp;nbsp; its..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNvxK_hSspg/TuHuPBZih2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/1BnnXNYUfeo/s1600/d_gray-man_-_anime-7929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNvxK_hSspg/TuHuPBZih2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/1BnnXNYUfeo/s400/d_gray-man_-_anime-7929.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha! Idc if you find this show lame or something! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cos' I like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so its D. Gray-Man! *Waves hand up in the air* Like for real! This show is so nice! &amp;lt;3 Im mega sad that they stopped the show at episode 103! :'( But but, the manga carried on. And I don't like it. Everything is in black and white! I can't even differentiate them properly. LOL. Please please please continue the show? &amp;lt;/3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Plot Summary:&lt;br /&gt;Allen Walker is a young Exorcist who has a cursed eye that can see the  suffering of the Akumas created by The Millenium Earl. He travels to  England to the Headquarters of the Exorcists where his Master has sent  him to meet with the other Exorcists. The battle with the Millenium Earl  and the Noah Family vs. the Exorcists intensifies when some of the best  Exorcists begin to get killed by hoards of Akuma. Japan takes center  stage in this end of 19th Century plot in order to not let the entire  human race be turned into Akumas and the Exorcists have the power of  “Innocence” that was given to them by God on their side.&lt;br /&gt;Allen Walker, a young man with a cursed eye, lives to destroy a weapon  known as Akuma. These weapons created by the Milleneum Earl are sent out  by his command to purge the world from humans. Allen Walker uses an  anti-akuma weapon, Innocence, to counter the Earl’s attempts at  destroying humanity. He travels to the Black Order by his mentor’s  directions. There he meets with others who also fight against the  Milleneum Earl’s plans. But more questions start to appear as Allen and  his friends move further along to reach their goal. And these questions  that seem to connect to Allen’s past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING?! I swear you must watch this show! OMG.&amp;nbsp; Its the only show that will make me want to rewatch you know. Tsk. Go watch kay. And Allen is super cute. LOL. Lenalee veh chio. Kay fine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1889702654640415719?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1889702654640415719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1889702654640415719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/11/obsession.html' title='Obsession'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AMtR5Vxawc/TuHtZyo3rhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/f89nxVaqJDw/s72-c/tumblr_l0tnug1y4p1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2898843692381217753</id><published>2011-11-01T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T15:03:28.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2A1'11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k82Hjh14KvI/Tpr00GIhlwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/830ubU0IWkk/s1600/38573_1353661046024_1366352219_835193_6278977_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; I am so sorry for the outdated post. SORRY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k82Hjh14KvI/Tpr00GIhlwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/830ubU0IWkk/s1600/38573_1353661046024_1366352219_835193_6278977_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k82Hjh14KvI/Tpr00GIhlwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/830ubU0IWkk/s400/38573_1353661046024_1366352219_835193_6278977_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Rei11sUHM/Tpr09Fsen_I/AAAAAAAAADA/mdUFuIbYcLA/s1600/37860_1336945348142_1366352219_794382_3293051_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Rei11sUHM/Tpr09Fsen_I/AAAAAAAAADA/mdUFuIbYcLA/s400/37860_1336945348142_1366352219_794382_3293051_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiAy_S6pa04/Tpr1_-r5X2I/AAAAAAAAADI/fbYRx1OegnE/s1600/69060_1440146568108_1366352219_1011685_7422168_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jiAy_S6pa04/Tpr1_-r5X2I/AAAAAAAAADI/fbYRx1OegnE/s400/69060_1440146568108_1366352219_1011685_7422168_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taken in 2010, when we were just in sec one, as 1A1'10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those were the times of innocence. :') No quarrels, no fights, no nothing. Everything was near perfect.&lt;br /&gt;This class, was a struggle and most probably a handful for our teachers. 29 boys. Our class is probably the most notorious express class. Haha. I vaguely remember our teachers expressions when they first stepped foot into our class. They started to complain about the class being noisy, stuffy, smelly, headache, worse than NA classes over time. But what they dont know is how fun our class is. Yea, we might not be as bonded as the other classes but this class let me have a sense of belonging. Through all the quarrels, fights, fun, we're still 2A1, and this is also what made us unique. I dont care whether other classes is bonded or how quiet and behaving they are. Cos' thats what makes them unique too. We're all unique in our own ways. (: &lt;br /&gt;Over the course of time,we've become closer and slightly more bonded. Especially during the last few months of 2011. There was this PE lesson where all the girls were playing with girls and boys were playing with boys. Nearing the end of the period, all the boys started to join in and soon, we were playing as a CLASS. I was on cloud nine. :') Never have I thought we would ever have a class game, especially without being told. Over the next PE lessons we had, I was secretly hoping we would have another game like this. But no, it didn't happen. I dont think it ever will. Some people are overseas and some dont really care about this class. :'(&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But I dont care. I love my class. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;*Sorry for the longgggg post, I'll do all the dedications another day. HEHE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2898843692381217753?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2898843692381217753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2898843692381217753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/11/2a111.html' title='2A1&apos;11'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k82Hjh14KvI/Tpr00GIhlwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/830ubU0IWkk/s72-c/38573_1353661046024_1366352219_835193_6278977_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8527460953630847044</id><published>2011-10-19T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T16:53:19.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High hopes crashes down, hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/jCya1yiFFP4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCya1yiFFP4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jCya1yiFFP4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;Someone Like You- Adele&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard that you settled down&lt;br /&gt;That you found a girl and you're married now.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that your dreams came true.&lt;br /&gt;Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,"&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how the time flies&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised&lt;br /&gt;In a summer haze&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;No worries or cares&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and mistakes&lt;br /&gt;They are memories made.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I beg&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/adele/someonelikeyou.html&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello mortals. Yes, as you can see I have changed my blogskin. Okay, I tried taking away the "Beautiful Vintage" but if it's not there, the top part would look super empty. Okay, so ignore that if possible.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to school today. But I know my results. Didn't do well. Failed Science by a freaking mark. Damn. De-proved a lot. From mid year, 65 was my average. Now? 60 for average. How smart of me. Lol. To those who are going to 3A1, 3B1 or 3A2, I'll most probably see you there.Okay, I have no mood today. Bai~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8527460953630847044?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8527460953630847044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8527460953630847044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/10/high-hopes-crashes-down-hard.html' title='High hopes crashes down, hard.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7045469885681755096</id><published>2011-10-17T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T13:56:37.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 October 2011</title><content type='html'>*Suppose to be posting class chalet but me pamelo wants the pictures*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYpxoffYBVs/TpulWflferI/AAAAAAAAADY/8XE4Bjm979g/s1600/SAM_1306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYpxoffYBVs/TpulWflferI/AAAAAAAAADY/8XE4Bjm979g/s400/SAM_1306.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wooo! My pamelo &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qkvUZO6pw/TpughgXgmnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5hZDJeRApvk/s1600/SAM_1309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3qkvUZO6pw/TpughgXgmnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/5hZDJeRApvk/s400/SAM_1309.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See her straight hair and my hair the difference? :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, so we met at Clementi at dono what time and I reached earlier and I went to buy a comb cos I forgot to bring mine. LOL. Combed my hair shamelessly in the shop, in front of everybody cos I was very peccek with my messy hair. LOL. Then when I was going to the MRT to meet Ivy, my clip dropped and I was like, "Noooooooooo! &amp;gt;:'(" Then I went to the toilet to comb. Haha. After that went to meet Ivy at the Mrt. And my card got problem. Fml lo. Queued up and saw my senior. HAHA. So embarrassing. Finally got in and trained to Vivo :&amp;gt; Reached already quickly go buy tickets. Then bought a couple popcorn and went into the theatre! Wooo~ Had to stop ourselves from eating the popcorn you know. LOL. The show finally started. Wooo! It was awesome like dono what luh! Like, the nicest show? &lt;br /&gt;Their attitude best! (Y) I love Max ttm please. So cute plus his attitude like don't give a shit one. Omg. *faints* You know, Ivy and I watched until want to move to the front row?! Here's the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;Me: I want to move to the seats in front ehhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ivy: I want to grab the screen already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LOLOL. Sot already. :P&lt;/div&gt;Soo. As I was saying, We got so ji dong that we leaned forward, and started screaming a little. LOL. You know, everybody else was lying back and like, no reaction! HOW CAN HAVE NO REACTION WHEN WATCHING THIS SHOW!?! You tell me! LOL. Okay, so the music made me go high and then I wanted to go into the show and fight you know. (-.-) Then there was this part where I nearly cried. &lt;br /&gt;Charlie: You deserve better than me. What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;Max: All I wanted you to do is to just fight for me. &lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, just watch the trailer here--&amp;gt; http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/dreamworks/realsteel/ &lt;br /&gt;Okay. The rest,, let the pictures do the talking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RBqt47-1jQ/Tpu4WCxsIGI/AAAAAAAAADg/XIwizfhtAGw/s1600/SAM_1302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8RBqt47-1jQ/Tpu4WCxsIGI/AAAAAAAAADg/XIwizfhtAGw/s400/SAM_1302.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PeDHPOHOhUs/Tpu4rWpHnQI/AAAAAAAAADo/dBZMX7jsxpo/s1600/SAM_1305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PeDHPOHOhUs/Tpu4rWpHnQI/AAAAAAAAADo/dBZMX7jsxpo/s400/SAM_1305.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not-so-done Christmas tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8ygYJSDNBg/Tpu6GG4m8yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7D1QTKhyo7o/s1600/SAM_1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W8ygYJSDNBg/Tpu6GG4m8yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7D1QTKhyo7o/s400/SAM_1310.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fringe, why you no pinned up?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHVA6J_2BOk/Tpu7ZWjTxVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XcCelw-RL58/s1600/SAM_1319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rHVA6J_2BOk/Tpu7ZWjTxVI/AAAAAAAAAEI/XcCelw-RL58/s400/SAM_1319.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eee, see the colour difference please.Omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sH-owaqMXg/Tpu70Ii4PSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X7kk3qJXOCQ/s1600/SAM_1320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7sH-owaqMXg/Tpu70Ii4PSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X7kk3qJXOCQ/s400/SAM_1320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at me cute toe. LOL. Why got socks line!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grwpoHNtjT0/TpvEvzGw4cI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TcE3F_6KkwY/s1600/SAM_1343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grwpoHNtjT0/TpvEvzGw4cI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TcE3F_6KkwY/s400/SAM_1343.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP5C4Yb4GSs/TpvF4L7M31I/AAAAAAAAAEg/r5u6g8lREq8/s1600/SAM_1346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JP5C4Yb4GSs/TpvF4L7M31I/AAAAAAAAAEg/r5u6g8lREq8/s400/SAM_1346.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4s5j2eTzGA/TpvGh5Rg8uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/S1RvkxOZqIg/s1600/SAM_1376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k4s5j2eTzGA/TpvGh5Rg8uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/S1RvkxOZqIg/s400/SAM_1376.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, its taking forever to upload. Shall end this post with... Im not the only one with big hands and feet! Wooo! Ivy hands are slightly bigger than mine and her feet is the same size as mine! Wooooohoooo! &amp;lt;3 So im not weird okay! HAHAHA &amp;lt;3 Let's have another date :D Oh oh, did I mention we started singing Bad Romance in Mac when it started playing? It was like natural only lo. LOL. Okay, we sot already. :P I &amp;lt;3 Pamelo loads.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sometimes, I just miss us so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/7704492766694897747-7045469885681755096?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7045469885681755096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7045469885681755096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/10/16-october-2011.html' title='16 October 2011'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYpxoffYBVs/TpulWflferI/AAAAAAAAADY/8XE4Bjm979g/s72-c/SAM_1306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6880466797400369348</id><published>2011-10-13T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:09:18.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings run, memories fade.</title><content type='html'>Im sorry for everything. I know saying sorry wont bring back time, neither will it ease the pain. But what you have to know is that, the problem lies with me, not you. You're better then what I imagined. Its just that something is wrong with me. Maybe because we didn't know each other well enough before jumping into a relationship. Maybe because I'm stupid, stupid enough to let you go. I somehow knew this would happen, that's why I didn't want to go into a relationship at first. I thought I could handle it but the fact was, I couldn't. It's all my fault for causing you to go through all these things you didn't have to go through. It's all my fault that you won't be the same person you once were. I know whatever I say won't make a difference now. I don't have the authority to make you do things you don't want to, but even as a friend if I am still one, please stay strong. Don't neglect your studies or your other friends cos of this. Life goes on. Move on to the next chapter of your life. This relationship, has come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Those memories we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll keep them locked up in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6880466797400369348?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6880466797400369348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6880466797400369348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/10/feelings-run-memories-fade.html' title='Feelings run, memories fade.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1244511500792050532</id><published>2011-10-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T16:59:38.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last lap.</title><content type='html'>Hoho. Haven't been blogging for a week or so already. Bleh. Anyway, 2 exams have passed already. Tomorrow will be Math paper 1 followed by History, Science, Math paper 2 and English oral. I have nothing to say about English and Chinese. Make or break, simple. Haven't studied for History and Science. Can prepare to fail already. Not that I dont want to study lo. Is I cannot concentrate. Fml. Pffft. Going out for dinner soon. D: Er. On a side note, I can prepare to get retained already. Yesh. That's all for now. Bye byeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1244511500792050532?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1244511500792050532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1244511500792050532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-lap.html' title='The last lap.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2231053958449037784</id><published>2011-09-27T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:20:44.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes are inevitable.</title><content type='html'>I am superrrr  pissed off now. Bloody Blogger. I accidentally deleted everything then everything that I wrote was gone! Fuuuuuu! What in the world happened to the auto save shit huh!?! Oh I know, save the title only right? -.- Anyway, shall retype. &lt;br /&gt;People change and its inevitable, whether if its for the good or the bad. I've seen it for myself, experienced it too. Yes, I too have changed. From good to bad, or perhaps from bad to worse. I changed from a girl who was quiet and used 'nugget' to substitute vulgarities. These are only a few of the many changes I've made since last year, im no longer who I used to be. Sometimes, I can't even recognize myself. All these changes I've made, I can't help it. After I thought long and hard, I've come to realise I changed to become more rough maybe because im just being rebellious or maybe im just trying to "protect" myself. Say that im just making excuses? Maybe, but if you haven't got used by someone before to achieve something they want, shut up. People are heartless, they trample on you and climb all over you to get what they want. They don't give a shit about you. Let's just admit it, human beings are plain selfish. Everybody just cares about themselves. This time, I dare say it's a fact. I witnessed it myself. And no, it didn't happen a few months ago, neither is it weeks or days ago. It's a few&lt;b&gt; hours&lt;/b&gt; ago. Let's take today for example okay. During D&amp;amp;T when the teacher told us to leave the room within 5 seconds if not marks would be deducted, where did everybody go? You guys disappeared. &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; of you took &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;only your things &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and left the room, cos you people were trying to keep &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; marks. What about me? There I was, trying to cap on the darned Uhu glue cap, which&lt;b&gt; you people used&lt;/b&gt; as well. If I didn't cap it, it would have spilled all over. That's not all. Because of the lack of time due to capping on the darned cap, I had to throw everything into the small plastic bag. That including my half-done catapult. It got out of shape by the time I reached the class. Thankfully, the glue was not yet dry and I could still salvage it. Are you going to tell me; "I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;thought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; you could get out in time." Or "It's your things, not mine. So why should I care?" Or act blur? Have you ever put yourself into my shoes? How would you feel? &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not pinpointing anybody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Shouldn't we all learn how to protect ourselves? At the end of the day, no matter how nice you are to people, people take it as an advantage to them and step all over you. &lt;br /&gt;I live for myself, not you. If I don't learn how to stick up for myself, who will? Yes, call me selfish if you want to, but its because of all these things that made me who I am today. I will &lt;b&gt;try&lt;/b&gt; to change to what I was last year, not so vulgar and all but at the same time, I will stick up for myself, &lt;b&gt;if&lt;/b&gt; I have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;*I repeat, I am not pinpointing anybody* &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2231053958449037784?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2231053958449037784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2231053958449037784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/changes-are-inevitable.html' title='Changes are inevitable.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5523364663849379644</id><published>2011-09-24T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:09:51.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, To me. :P</title><content type='html'>Yes yes, My birthday! LOL. This post is like outdated by a week but I have a reason! I wanted to compile all the un-opened presents first then take a picture then open them together. :) Sooooo, went to meet Ambrose, Mengchiang, May, Weien and Jiayi at Clementi Mrt at around 1 I think? Haha, sorry. Stm getting serious. Bleh. Anway once Ambrose, Jiayi and Weien arrived, we went to find MC and May at KOI! Weien treated me KOI! Awww, thank you :D Haha. Then I started melting in the sun cos' it was likea hot only lo. Oh oh, saw Chongray and Zavier outside KOI too! :) Haha. Went back to Clementi Mall blow aircon a while then trained to Vivo. Jiayi was suppose to go pierce but then dono what happen then never go. Haha. Finally reached Vivo then went to book tickets for Johnny English Reborn! Awesome only that show! Must must must watch! Went into the theater and the 4 of them took the 4 seats that were together while Ambrose and I had to walk to the other end. LOL. So embarrassing! Haha. Then went to Pet Safari to see those cute dogs! &amp;lt;3 Animals is the love! Then Ambrose went home D': So saddening.Sigh. Nehmind. Went to the skypark or whatever you call that then play with water a while blah blah then took a few photos (But I dont have the photos anymore, changed phone D:) Then went to eat Burger King then went up there again to see sunset but got building block it -.- Lastly, went home! :D Haha, this sums up my 14th birthday! Nowwwww, photobomb! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEi6nO85DvM/Tn3PBbxTP9I/AAAAAAAAACk/-i49MfFWsJc/s1600/100_0347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEi6nO85DvM/Tn3PBbxTP9I/AAAAAAAAACk/-i49MfFWsJc/s400/100_0347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the un-opeoned presents! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bndhfNouG-Q/Tn3P6uiKNuI/AAAAAAAAACo/TVAQuUPvRjg/s1600/100_0351.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bndhfNouG-Q/Tn3P6uiKNuI/AAAAAAAAACo/TVAQuUPvRjg/s400/100_0351.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Opened! Aww, so many pairs. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCvrWfny04k/Tn3Qi1kfe2I/AAAAAAAAACs/eFU8cRLk7pU/s1600/100_0332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCvrWfny04k/Tn3Qi1kfe2I/AAAAAAAAACs/eFU8cRLk7pU/s400/100_0332.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the cake box :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deuhrpg1Djk/Tn3SlW4yrMI/AAAAAAAAACw/7n89UpWsAdw/s1600/100_0336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-deuhrpg1Djk/Tn3SlW4yrMI/AAAAAAAAACw/7n89UpWsAdw/s400/100_0336.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HYKsarl7Po/Tn3UKvwwdZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dFd9JhwfdzQ/s1600/100_0340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HYKsarl7Po/Tn3UKvwwdZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/dFd9JhwfdzQ/s400/100_0340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoho. My shedding-fur- Cocoa! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Smell my cookie!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay crap, the upload of photos likea long only leh today! &amp;gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You, changed a lot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im not the only one who saw the change in you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5523364663849379644?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5523364663849379644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5523364663849379644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday-to-me-p.html' title='Happy Birthday, To me. :P'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEi6nO85DvM/Tn3PBbxTP9I/AAAAAAAAACk/-i49MfFWsJc/s72-c/100_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3458847052478225607</id><published>2011-09-15T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:41:17.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgMHbGxjOXE/TnGpDVZ0ZVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HBioVjYd3mA/s1600/50252_330365201132_1468790_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgMHbGxjOXE/TnGpDVZ0ZVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HBioVjYd3mA/s400/50252_330365201132_1468790_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shall post about the class chalet, before I forget. That stooooopid Nicholas never upload the pictures! Hurpmt! :&amp;lt; LOL. Okay so. Went to find Jiayi at CCK Mrt at around... 10+? She went to print photos then went to her house eat. Hehe. Then she pack bag and off we went! Went back to Lot 1 to collect her photos and I also went to Subway to get myself a double chocolate cookieeee! Weeee~ Sho nice :3 Went to CCK mrt to meet Zafirah, Charmaine and &lt;b&gt;Grace&lt;/b&gt;. Grace was late! Omg. Chermaine every 2 minutes call me once. ._. Oh, that's cos &lt;b&gt;YongXun, &lt;/b&gt;Junhao, Jovan and Chermaine were already waiting at Clementi Mrt since i-dono-what time. Hehe, sorry :X Took a super long time to reach the chalet area. Walk super far somemore! :&amp;lt; Should have just cabbed there luh! Haha. Play play play and the last part was the most fun.Can say that's its the &lt;i&gt;highlight &lt;/i&gt;of the chalet. It was swimming! But more like playing in water! Haha! So fun please! Weee! Shall do that again someday. :) I hope there will be another chalet like that, where we could just be ourselves. :) Okay. Shall wait patiently for the photos to be uploaded. :) The next interesting thing will be this Saturday! :D *Hint hint* LOL. Okay. #Ultimate BHB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3458847052478225607?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3458847052478225607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3458847052478225607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/feelings-run-memories-fade.html' title='Class Chalet'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NgMHbGxjOXE/TnGpDVZ0ZVI/AAAAAAAAACg/HBioVjYd3mA/s72-c/50252_330365201132_1468790_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3484679158365198047</id><published>2011-09-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:51:18.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>False hopes</title><content type='html'>Went to the dentist to get my braces on thursday. Heh. It's suppose to be light blue but. I dono how come become turquoise like that! It's okay I guess. :) shall upload pictures another day. :) shall be a short post today. Gonna blog about class chalet once Nicholas uploads the photos! Hurry up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's amazing that we got this far&lt;br /&gt;I love you :)&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3484679158365198047?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3484679158365198047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3484679158365198047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/false-hopes.html' title='False hopes'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5259956343082807714</id><published>2011-09-09T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T18:14:09.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corp Camp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hag41o7yUg8/TmnVTMEqmjI/AAAAAAAAACc/KQvXnKNfxrk/s1600/100_0308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hag41o7yUg8/TmnVTMEqmjI/AAAAAAAAACc/KQvXnKNfxrk/s400/100_0308.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh whatever kay. I shall just post on the Corp camp. Seems like Miss Ee is never going to upload the photos. Pssh. Kay, Corp camp was awesome! Haha. The best camp I've been to. Got aircon in the room, got bed, got BBQ, no punishments at all. :) Awesome or what! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Left school with all the stuff and boarded bus. Rich suddenly found jelly in his bag. LOL. Reached East Coast Park then began our cycling! :) Partnered Rich and kinda were like guardians for Ronald. Haha! Cycle cycle cycle until my ass pain and I almost fell alseep. :( I fell asleep while cycling LOLWTF. Fell but no injuries. Haha, wide awake already! :) Then reached chalet bathe sleep! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Had beach games and buried some people. :P We were human muachi's! HAHA! Then play with sea water. TianNing got sand or water stuck in her ear then couldn't join us for water rafting. So poor thing sia. :( Had water rafting after lunch! Was in the same group as Keijun for that day! &amp;lt;3 Hehe. We pull the ropes until like some siaozhabor sia. Omg. Saw a pregnant cat vomit. Likea poor thing only luh. :( Then went for water rafting! Scary but fun! Had a lot of fibre glass stuck to my thighs! Pain only luh! Wts. Had a haaard time sleeping that night! :&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went back to school. Nothing mush leh. Casualty stimulation. Oh oh, all the sec 2 - me, TianNing and Teresa went for Amazing race! They came back first! Woooohooo! Awesome job people! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That was the end of the Corp camp! Looking forward to next year's! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All these time we had, crumbled in a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You don't care, neither will I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Lets put an official end to our friendship, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;I ain't talking about you baby. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5259956343082807714?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5259956343082807714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5259956343082807714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/corp-camp.html' title='Corp Camp!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hag41o7yUg8/TmnVTMEqmjI/AAAAAAAAACc/KQvXnKNfxrk/s72-c/100_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1042777061304147975</id><published>2011-09-04T17:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T23:13:53.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' day celebration</title><content type='html'>Shall post about teachers day celebration first. Wait till Miss Ee posts the SJab camp photos first before I post on my awesome camp. :) Teachers day which also was acers day. Heh, we did some dumb dance first then went to the hall for the teachers day celebration. It was somehow, fun I guess. Didn't manage to go back to primary school cos of Corps camp. But it was worth it in one way or another. :) I shall let the pictures do the talking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 years together as a class&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Many memories were formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good and bad both shall stay. :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Teachers day celebration&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs_oVbaC63U/TmOOZmt9ldI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RL5J6CwNpt8/s1600/314681_1875260852336_1565641090_31448189_3211994_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs_oVbaC63U/TmOOZmt9ldI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RL5J6CwNpt8/s400/314681_1875260852336_1565641090_31448189_3211994_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZhiHui doing his forte, spining the rifle thingy. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqwMPeeSlY4/TmOO_P-ww4I/AAAAAAAAACA/YjoYcF9BjmE/s1600/312832_1875263132393_1565641090_31448201_3461955_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BqwMPeeSlY4/TmOO_P-ww4I/AAAAAAAAACA/YjoYcF9BjmE/s400/312832_1875263132393_1565641090_31448201_3461955_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Being serious :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMWWXaUMxXY/TmOPkPK0_zI/AAAAAAAAACE/U4LAbm5mIMA/s1600/314598_1875278292772_1565641090_31448291_2647383_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WMWWXaUMxXY/TmOPkPK0_zI/AAAAAAAAACE/U4LAbm5mIMA/s400/314598_1875278292772_1565641090_31448291_2647383_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;2A1, we've been together for 2 years. Seen each other through thick and thin &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg1aKeUcsZc/TmOQh3Ru_tI/AAAAAAAAACI/gbFfr7tjs24/s1600/299771_1875275092692_1565641090_31448273_8205590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xg1aKeUcsZc/TmOQh3Ru_tI/AAAAAAAAACI/gbFfr7tjs24/s400/299771_1875275092692_1565641090_31448273_8205590_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;My class, my 2A1 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGEHE4FEz84/TmORLyzNIDI/AAAAAAAAACM/7xACuLfbK6o/s1600/292814_1875274732683_1565641090_31448272_4100677_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGEHE4FEz84/TmORLyzNIDI/AAAAAAAAACM/7xACuLfbK6o/s400/292814_1875274732683_1565641090_31448272_4100677_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;YongXiang, Jermaine, Jonathon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPQOSYjO314/TmORop0ws7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xKLieRKzrw0/s1600/318450_1875275692707_1565641090_31448276_546296_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BPQOSYjO314/TmORop0ws7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/xKLieRKzrw0/s400/318450_1875275692707_1565641090_31448276_546296_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These 2 girls, they mean the world to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmiLor1lQdI/TmOSB0DqZTI/AAAAAAAAACU/VQcvn5TlbyE/s1600/311699_1875283372899_1565641090_31448319_4573603_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GmiLor1lQdI/TmOSB0DqZTI/AAAAAAAAACU/VQcvn5TlbyE/s400/311699_1875283372899_1565641090_31448319_4573603_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You might be leaving Ctss, but you'll always stay in our hearts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYbR-3mO-Qo/TmOSy43j1qI/AAAAAAAAACY/kLUIwlkSxwM/s1600/316075_276604272366815_100000517342513_1176176_2253216_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vYbR-3mO-Qo/TmOSy43j1qI/AAAAAAAAACY/kLUIwlkSxwM/s400/316075_276604272366815_100000517342513_1176176_2253216_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stay by my side till the end, will you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1042777061304147975?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1042777061304147975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1042777061304147975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/09/sjab-camp.html' title='Teachers&apos; day celebration'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs_oVbaC63U/TmOOZmt9ldI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RL5J6CwNpt8/s72-c/314681_1875260852336_1565641090_31448189_3211994_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7140988786987144029</id><published>2011-08-28T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T12:54:49.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich birthday!</title><content type='html'>Hello. Haha. Went out for like 8 hours yesterday. Hehe. Left house at 12 to meet Jiayi, Weien ad YanZhang. We were supposed to get a present for miss Xu then ended going to Candy Empire at Vivo. -.- left them within like, 20 minutes cos I needed to rush to meet the others. So Jiayi brought me to the MRT station then I got lost in it. Fml. Then finally boarded the train and reached outram. Got even more lost in it. Wts, I couldn't find TianNing, Chongray, Rich and Jiawei. -.- like some idiot walking around the mrt and complaining to the phone. So embarrassing. Pffft. Finally found them and trained to Cityhall. Met Ambrose there then walked all the way to Golden village. Met Khengsiang, Liling and Samuel there. Bought the tickets to Cars 2. I swear, the movie was a waste of my time and money! Well, not exactly my money but, it still wasted his money! :&amp;lt; Only the bunny toothed truck was cute though. Haha! :P then went to some dono what place where Liling, Khengsiang, TianNing and Chongray played truth or Dare. Haha, we didn't play. :X After that went to the theatre to watch the 2 hours show. Blah. Last 15 minutes something happened and Liling saw. Whoops! Haha! She did the eyebrow thing, very funny! :D After that, dinner at KFC. Then they went to tale photos. For some reason we didn't join in again. ._.? Haha. But it's okay! We left while they were still taking photos cos 5 minutes later, my mother called. Bleh.That made my day. And and and! TianNing no want jio us anymore. :( Haha :P Sorry boss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7140988786987144029?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7140988786987144029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7140988786987144029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/rich-birthday.html' title='Rich birthday!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6676655340782405249</id><published>2011-08-22T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:32:35.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will things remain the same?</title><content type='html'>Have not posted the picture of Jiayi and myself. Heh, wait till I use the computer okay. :) hehe. Went for breakfast with Ambrose then he was late by 15 minutes! Make me stand there like cuckoo like that. :&lt; LOL. After that went to macs when he finally arrived. Weee~ haha. Tinning and Chongray and Jeremy and Mengchiang all come disturb. Psssh. LOL. It was also the first time I saw somebody eat hotcakes with chilli. Yes, chilli. Doesn't make sense right!? Haha. Then went to school. :) After school walked all the way to the security guard there then decided to have lunch with Jiayi :) walked all the way back again. LOL. Mrs Cheong saw and was like, why you walk opposite direction. Haha. See her play angry bird (the angry bird weird weird one leh.) then she finally passed the level and we finally went to Clementi mall to eat. Had heart to heart talk at burger king. Haha. 2 hours you know! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6676655340782405249?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6676655340782405249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6676655340782405249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/will-things-remain-same.html' title='Will things remain the same?'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7375960578813438718</id><published>2011-08-20T18:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:40:40.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly imperfect</title><content type='html'>LOL. Met TianNing at 9 at Jurong East to go to the sub centre to help pack stuff there. Then a lot of things happened and met a pedo sir. He wanted to smack my ass a few times sia. -.- luckily he didn't. Pssh. AND HE ADDED ME ON FACEBOOK! omg. Die. I dono if I should add him anot. Bleh. Then trained to BoonLay with TianNing and Chongray. Haha! Such a sweet couple. :P thank goodness Jiayi was nearby and went to Jurong point also. Of not I like light bulb like that. Psssh. Went to KFC to eat then went to kiddy palace to play #no childhood. Haha. After that went to John Little and play also. After that went to NTUC. I got scolded for playing with the make up stuff. No, I was not going to put it. I was playing with Jiayi. And she ran away when I got scolded! Hor Jiayi? HAHA! but it's okay. :) hehe! I'm shoo sleepy now! :( but I'm waiting for dinner! :( shall steal some photos from Jiayi after she upload! 快点！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrAcnXmA0nI/TlOfwV_JObI/AAAAAAAAABw/hEWOuoqRgQY/s1600/IMG754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrAcnXmA0nI/TlOfwV_JObI/AAAAAAAAABw/hEWOuoqRgQY/s400/IMG754.jpg" width="300" /&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/7704492766694897747-7375960578813438718?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7375960578813438718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7375960578813438718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfectly-imperfect.html' title='Perfectly imperfect'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrAcnXmA0nI/TlOfwV_JObI/AAAAAAAAABw/hEWOuoqRgQY/s72-c/IMG754.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6646270297507863406</id><published>2011-08-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T19:58:32.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall skip all the way to te last period. Everything went well the entire day except someone pissed me off. You know who you are, bitch. Then during the last period Jiayi got bullied. Eh you know that she doesn't like people touching her ezlink card you still had to take it, laugh at it and even take pictures of it. Hello?! You know what's privacy? Ass. The worse part is, you were one of her closest friends. At one stage, you were even closer to her then I was to her okay. Then now what? 180 degree change in attitude? You already pissed her off on One day,this week okay. It's just that she didn't say anything. Now your trying to push your luck and step all over her? You complain that you have no friends when you actually did. You were just feeling sorry for yourself. Where is the you I knew last year? So innocent, and bubbly. Now? You think over what you did okay. And one last thing, is it so hard to say sorry? Your in the wrong you little tweet! What gave you the right to be angry?! -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6646270297507863406?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6646270297507863406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6646270297507863406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/shall-skip-all-way-to-te-last-period.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5164869063135331756</id><published>2011-08-13T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T16:00:48.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. Yesterday after school was craaaaaazy!hehe. Went to toilet after school to refill my water gun. Yep, water gun. The mini one. Hehe. Then just as I was about to leave the toilet, I dropped my phone. Omg. And it spoilt la. Walao. The screen cannot turn on at all. The best part is I still can answer calls. LOL. Skipped lunch and played water gun with Jiayi. :) hehe. Anyhow shoot people then we shoot each other. Fun max! (Y) then went for SJAB breifing. 12 minutes. Haha. Then slacked in school until 4 plus. Weee! Okay, bye. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5164869063135331756?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5164869063135331756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5164869063135331756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-9041914364331301013</id><published>2011-08-10T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:11:51.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;Had NDP yesterday and was caught on national tv. Awesome much. -.- talked talked, slacked then went back to sub centre. Went home sleep until 9 today. Text text text then decided to go out to JP to watch &lt;b&gt;zookeeper&lt;/b&gt; with my &lt;i&gt;primary&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;school&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;friend&lt;/i&gt;. Hehe. :P then watch already go eat. Went back to Clementi mall. Met Chermaine and Jiayi and camhored a while. :P we're girls, so can't expect much from us. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Chermaine: she (primary school friend) chio anot?&lt;br /&gt;*I heard as: I chio anot?*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? You chio anot? Er ya. Chio luh. :)&lt;br /&gt;Chermaine: I not asking you I chio anot! I asking you our friend chio anot!&lt;br /&gt;3 of us HAHAHAHA! &lt;br /&gt;we can go crazy at such small things. :) then again, it's the little things that makes life great. :)&lt;br /&gt;Before i end this post,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 46th BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;Majulah! The Singapore Spirit! &lt;br /&gt;09082011 (Y) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-9041914364331301013?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9041914364331301013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9041914364331301013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/weeee-had-ndp-yesterday-and-was-caught.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5310095607257610277</id><published>2011-08-07T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:48:36.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there for me when I need you?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be there if I need a shoulder to lie on? &lt;br /&gt;Will you stop whatever your doing and listen to me even if its stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Will you talk to me of I needed someone to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;Will you give up everything for me?&lt;br /&gt;Will you catch me if I fall?&lt;br /&gt;Will you stay with me till the end of the world?&lt;br /&gt;Will you believe me if the whole world turns against me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you be there for me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5310095607257610277?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5310095607257610277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5310095607257610277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/will-you-will-you-be-there-for-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8796709790812897760</id><published>2011-08-04T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:05:50.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Empty promises will wear I know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHgclfelUBI/TjqJrimCglI/AAAAAAAAABo/cALBuHjV5X8/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHgclfelUBI/TjqJrimCglI/AAAAAAAAABo/cALBuHjV5X8/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bear with this blogskin of mine for a little while more kay :) I know, even I am starting to dislike this blogskin already, but I don't have the time to find a new one now and change it. So live with it a little while more alright!Hehe. I have&lt;i&gt; 2 major tests &lt;/i&gt;tomorrow, &lt;u&gt;Chinese and Math. &lt;/u&gt;Mmm, doesn't sound good at all. I will have to study for all my upcoming tests as its &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;streaming year. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*Starts to panic* HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So I will be burning the midnight oil and study for the tests today! Im not sure if it will ever work but, I gotta try. :) Okay, bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Before I end this short little post of mine, TeoTianNing &amp;amp; ChongRay, last long kay! All the best! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I really missed you a lot today :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8796709790812897760?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8796709790812897760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8796709790812897760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/empty-promises-will-wear-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JHgclfelUBI/TjqJrimCglI/AAAAAAAAABo/cALBuHjV5X8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5916252716275680060</id><published>2011-08-04T06:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:06:24.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Together, we are 2A1.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. Doesn't seem like I've been blogging for ages. :P hehe, had PE yesterday and we played captains ball. Yep, as usual the girls vs the girls, boys vs boys. That was until everyone got hyped up. The boys started joining the girls one by one and soon the &lt;i&gt;whole&lt;/i&gt; class was playing. It might have only been for 10 minutes, but that's good enough. We have never been so&lt;br /&gt;Bonded before. I've never felt this way for my class, throughout the 1 year plus ive spent with them. The bond is there. And I seriously hope it will remain like this, even if it's not PE. :) i feel proud of my class. I really do :') &lt;br /&gt;2A1, let's work work hard and make a name for ourselves Kay? :) we might have been called worse then NA classes, but who cares. NA people are humans too right. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I'm falling deeper for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5916252716275680060?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5916252716275680060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5916252716275680060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/08/together-we-are-2a1.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3951116952305420716</id><published>2011-07-15T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:54:27.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I won't shed a tear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Amira's last day. Seriously her last day. She's flying off tomorrow at 7.25 am and I can't go cos it's too early. Fml, like seriously. Then I have sore throat now. Awesome. In school earlier I had stomachache and was super hungry and cold. Then had my phone confiscated cos I was caught smsing. Haix. I was allowed to take over Amira at the NDP parade. But I'm not sure if my mum and dad allows. I'll have too wait till they get back. And I have no appetite to eat. -.- hmmpt! &lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing that is good is that I have a pig to cheer me up. :') Haha! I haven't changed. I just don feel good today. Don't worry, I'll go back to the old me soon ^^ Fang xin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3951116952305420716?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3951116952305420716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3951116952305420716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-wont-shed-tear.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7084759567973528295</id><published>2011-07-12T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:55:14.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who do you think you are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! Who you think you are sia. If no one like you that means its your problem right! Cannot be like everyone else got fault except you right? If 1 or 2 then still maybe can la. But is like, &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt; or maybe 90% lo. -.- Go reflect on yourself luh. -.- If your okay with having a couple of friends only then be my guest. But let me tell you something, your going to lose me as a friend too cos of your attitude. Seriously, it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7084759567973528295?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7084759567973528295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7084759567973528295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-do-you-think-you-are-eh-who-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7602109072162745563</id><published>2011-07-08T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T22:46:22.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My hopes came back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, since this blogskin doesn't show the title, I shall have this tittle on my own ^&lt;br /&gt;-Skips the entire schooling day-&lt;br /&gt;Went to SJAB at 2.30 then did first parade and all. After that went to the room to "slack" cos' some of them were recapping with the sec 1's (Psst. I heard they didn't do well) Haix. Then they went out to do TOC so, TianNing, Ruizhen and Keijun plus me stayed inside the room to look after it. In the meantime we polished our shoes :) Hehe. Shortly after, the sec 1's came back. Everybody went to change and went to the back of the classroom block to have our promotion parade. &lt;i&gt;I GOT PROMOTED!&lt;/i&gt; Woohoo! I wasn't expecting to get promoted. Cos' everyone was speculating who will be promoted and I didn't think I would be. And im happy max! :D It brought my hopes up again. :) But with great position comes great responsibilities. And I must work harder. HAHA! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7602109072162745563?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7602109072162745563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7602109072162745563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-hopes-came-back-heh-since-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1094822093998475991</id><published>2011-07-07T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T17:37:05.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't come back for me, don't come back at all</title><content type='html'>I've a long few months ahead of me. :( I can't afford to let anything stop me this 3 months at least until EOY is over. My blog plan failed. My mum didn't allow me to when she found out I was going to have one. Sigh, just as well. I shall focus on my studies. This EOY exams decides my fate. If I don't do well, I won't be able to get into into a good class. My MYE has already pulled me down enough. I&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; have &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;to get into the top 10 in my class this year. I won't let anything pull me down, backstabs, relationships, blogshop, all can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;At times, a little part of me still misses you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;But its over, I will erase you from my memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Just like how I deleted the posts related to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Its over, forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1094822093998475991?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1094822093998475991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1094822093998475991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-come-back-for-me-dont-come-back-at.html' title='Don&apos;t come back for me, don&apos;t come back at all'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3917099123016687496</id><published>2011-07-03T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T15:28:00.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Im in &lt;b&gt;TanJiaYi's&lt;/b&gt; house blogging now! :P HAHA! Huang lian po doing the dishes now :X If she sees this then she's most probably gonna kill me! :) Met her at CCK mrt at 10.30 then she fetched me to her house. After that she helped me do my blogshop stuff. Aww, so sweet right. :') I just sat there and went "._.?" Heh. After that wanted to go to some shopping malls to get suppliers but ended getting super peccek at her bike. Make my leg all black and red -.- Tsk tsk tsk. She so hardworking! Doing history notes :( haix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3917099123016687496?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3917099123016687496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3917099123016687496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/07/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7460284214299203629</id><published>2011-06-25T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T17:34:27.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sotong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_YNp9X155U/TgWqpMO3tOI/AAAAAAAAABk/A84sdwW2RmU/s1600/267853_2058429492915_1009964013_2506344_584500_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_YNp9X155U/TgWqpMO3tOI/AAAAAAAAABk/A84sdwW2RmU/s640/267853_2058429492915_1009964013_2506344_584500_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hehe! I forgot to add in! I made a lot of friend during the BBQ but then got 1 is my sotong! See! Chio anot! I purposely make her picture extra large! She is chio and blur and tall and cute also! But then again, is confirm one mah. Cos is &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;my sotong!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; :D I have a date with her! Jealous not? :D Hehe! Sotong sotong sotong &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7460284214299203629?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7460284214299203629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7460284214299203629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/06/sotong.html' title='Sotong!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_YNp9X155U/TgWqpMO3tOI/AAAAAAAAABk/A84sdwW2RmU/s72-c/267853_2058429492915_1009964013_2506344_584500_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7329705684001914980</id><published>2011-06-25T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T12:49:50.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, Amira</title><content type='html'>Hellooo! :) i shall skip a lOt of things and go directly to Amira's farewell party! Heh. &lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8+ 9 (I forgot already :P) then watched animes then ate lunch. It was fishball noodles and it tasted like shit. -.- no taste one lo. After that bathed and chiong out of the house. Waited at the freakIng bus stop for like more then 10 minutes okay! Make me perspire until like some szb. Haix. Anyway, finally boarded the bus and reached dover mrt. Trained to redhill to meet Chongray and TianNing. :) Chongray reached first then I reached. While waiting for TianNing I tied my hair. :) she arrived and we trained and bussed to sentosa. Like omg. I very lOng never go already!! HEh. Went to the beach first and my shirt got wet anne my pants a little. Then ttn Whole pants wet and shirt half wet. HAHA! funny max. Then walked to Amora's chalet and realized she was still otw here. Haix. Then we took a bus out to Mac and inate sundae and ttn ate mac flurry. Chongray ate nugget! :) my favorite! Then bussed in agAin and went to wait for Amira. She finally arrived and we put our bags down then chiong to the beach again. This time there were like more people and we went mad. Seriously mad. :) we all chiong into the sea and almost all of us were drenched. Ttn and me stay in the sea for like. 4 hours? Had a lOt of fun!! (Y) then we made new friends. After that we went to the chalet and washed our legs. Jumped into the pool. HAHA! we are maniacs! Then BBQ started! Ttn and I went to shower and change! :) when we come out they say got water bomb later. And the both of us were like -.-! Ate and they started gambling. With real money okay! I never play. Then walked around and went to the beach again to slack. Finally went home sunburned at 8.30 with 4 girls! The others stayed behind and watched CLIF! I also want lo! But never mind luh! Had a ultra tirig day! But it was FUN! miss the sea already! :( oh ya. A lot of us weren't suppose to get wet or play with the sea. But we were rebllelios kids that day! :) haha! Made a lot of new friends and 23 June 2011 was super fun! To those who didn't go, too bad! :D to end this, farewell, Amira! I'll miss you, a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7329705684001914980?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7329705684001914980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7329705684001914980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-amira.html' title='Goodbye, Amira'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1686901933091766365</id><published>2011-06-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:52:43.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime anime anime anime anime</title><content type='html'>Lots of things happened these few days but. I can't put it into words. Hmm. Today. I spent the whole day at home. At least until now. :) Yep, I was blog-hopping then I was inspired by Ruimin's blog post to watch anime's again. Haha :P So, I watched until episode 5 of D. Gray-Man already. Woah, I realised I forgot a lot of the parts already! :( And I didn't complete watching it last time cos the episodes kinda suddenly stopped and I can't find it anymore. Haha. I only remember watching until Leeenalee (is this how you spell? I forgot :P) the long and uber chio hair become short and she disappeared or something like that. Then Allen Walker and all were on the ship. I think its something like that. But never mind luh hor, I rewatch! :D I seriously hope I can finish watching this entire 105 episodes lo! I shall continue at later at night. :) Im going out now!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1686901933091766365?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1686901933091766365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1686901933091766365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/06/anime-anime-anime-anime-anime.html' title='Anime anime anime anime anime'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5902430946383831510</id><published>2011-06-15T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:16:12.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend leaves and another comes in.</title><content type='html'>Heh, Im suppose to do my homework but I decided to blog instead. See! I dedicated anot?! LOL! Okay, so as I was saying, I went for the NE thing yesterday then I met a few new friends. Yep! Then I took a photo with Yuxun in the perfume shop cos Miss Ee wanted to. Then it was like a last minute shot. Yuxun was standing beside me then he noticed Miss Ee trying to take a picture then he turned and smiled at the camera. I realised it then I smiled at the camera also la! Duhh! If not so unglam! Anyway, then Miss Ee uploaded it and I was tagged. After that right, Ttn my dummy sister thought we going steady. LOL! What I sit on his lap. LOL! Funny max! Your imagination very wild eh! I know you think out of the box! Hehe! Gonna end here! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5902430946383831510?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5902430946383831510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5902430946383831510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/06/friend-leaves-and-another-comes-in.html' title='A friend leaves and another comes in.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1745937161527764720</id><published>2011-06-14T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:16:42.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawns</title><content type='html'>Woah! I slept at 12 last night and woke up at 6 today! But is not I want one. Is because got NE thing. At first I thought very boring one lo. But then as the day went by, I realised it wasn't as boring as I thought it would be. :) Heh, then made a few new friends. (Y) Yay! Happy max. Then we (Jadie and me) in the afternoon when we were wider awake then started playing and talking with Yuxun. :) LOL. Quite fun wor he. Heh. :) Tomorrow I still need go back again for the NE thing. Dono should be happy or sad leh. :/ Neh mind la okay. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1745937161527764720?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1745937161527764720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1745937161527764720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/06/yawns.html' title='Yawns'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1396993178068037460</id><published>2011-05-31T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:01:50.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjLbL69b_5w/TeSXJK7YXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/0_j9ffbvZzw/s1600/100_0290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjLbL69b_5w/TeSXJK7YXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/0_j9ffbvZzw/s400/100_0290.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Heyy! Went for HIP yesterday boring like dono what. Go there like be extra only. -.- Then the fun thing was, we went to SPCA! Yay! I always wanted to go there but my parents said its ulu and very hard to get there. BLUFF ME!! So easy to go there lo! Go to Bartly Mrt then walk 100m reach le lo! -.-" Im going there again next time. I dont care! Then had a talk then went to see the animals! I love love love dogs! :D See on top!! She cute or not?!?! She's called Leah, a 2.5 month old puppy. She's playful and friendly!! If I could, I would have adopted her already! :( I miss her like a lot now! Why wouldn't those ungrateful and evil pet owners take care of their pets? Having a pet does not mean you look after it and shower love on it only when its young. &lt;b&gt;You take care of it till the day it passes on.&lt;/b&gt; If you call yourself an animal lover only when its young and playful, look at yourself in the mirror. You were once young and innocent like them, but when you grow old and your left alone, deserted to fend for yourself in the wild, how would you feel? Can you even survive? I doubt so. H&lt;i&gt;ow many animals have been abandoned just because they are old and not as lively as before? How any animals have been abandoned just because they are sick and you don't want to bring them to the vet? How many animals have been left to fend for themselves in the wild when they have never been spoon fed since young? How many animals have died because of your irresponsible behavior? How many animals have you people out there &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;murdered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; throughout the years?!?&lt;/i&gt; Humans are sometimes just worst then beast. Animals too have feelings okay. Just that they cannot say it out. If you put yourself into their shoes, how would &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; feel? How would you feel if your being tortured and being treated unfairly but you can't say them aloud? Stop being selfish and think for them too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1396993178068037460?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1396993178068037460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1396993178068037460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjLbL69b_5w/TeSXJK7YXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/0_j9ffbvZzw/s72-c/100_0290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8800578569769941943</id><published>2011-05-28T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:42:11.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting afresh</title><content type='html'>I realized a public blog is not that good to write down some personal stuff after all. Hence, I've set up a new blog and it private! Yay! Nobody will see what's in there and I can write anything and everything I want to in there! :) But, I'll mostly post on this blog because that blog is for me to basically emo and all :( Haha! Yeeep! Holidays started today! But my holiday is kinda crappy cos there's so many things on and there's a pile of homework -.- Haix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8800578569769941943?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8800578569769941943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8800578569769941943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/starting-afresh.html' title='Starting afresh'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-292241601753882018</id><published>2011-05-27T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T22:16:18.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are</title><content type='html'>Its the last day of school today. Its also sports day and at the same time, the last day Amira will be with us. She's migrating at the end of June and I'll see her a few more times during June for our Sjab trainings. I hope those last few trainings we have will be a meaningful one... Heh, anyway, did public duty for sports day and was kind of blur. :X Thank goodness there wasn't much casualties. :) Then erm. Went to eat with mummy then went home. I bathed and when I was preparing to take a nap, I received a message asking me to watch KungFu Panda 2! Awesome show btw. The panda has 6 black dots around his mouth. LOLOL! Funny max! Anyway, I chionged all the way from home to Jp. I cabbed there you know! $10.20 -.-" Haha! I&lt;b&gt; forced &lt;/b&gt;YongXiang to pay for my movie ticket. Whooops! Aiya, Never mind one la hor. He so rich. :D I feel so evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Can you please start the conversation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-292241601753882018?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/292241601753882018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/292241601753882018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5341474529953966205</id><published>2011-05-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:33:24.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignorant beings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHIIvxBfAoQ/Td5KcFx9IRI/AAAAAAAAABc/jW_DvdG7uB4/s1600/index.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHIIvxBfAoQ/Td5KcFx9IRI/AAAAAAAAABc/jW_DvdG7uB4/s400/index.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People always take things for granted. &lt;b&gt;Always.&lt;/b&gt; We take what we have for granted and only learn how to appreciate it &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;after&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; we lose it. It doesn't matter if you learn from your mistakes. But if you don't learn from your mistakes after the first experience, whats the point? I don't mean a particular person. I meant &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;most&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; of us, including me. I admit. I didn't learn how to appreciate the things around me after my bunny died. I didn't learn to appreciate my friend, Amira, who is going to migrate to Australia where she will lead a more stress-free and carefree life. I didn't learn how to appreciate my Chinese teacher who put in her &lt;u&gt;very best &lt;/u&gt;for us. She was angry at my class 90% of the time and had to shout &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;every single lesson &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;just to get our short attention that lasted for just a few minutes. She used ways and means to try and make us understand her lessons. From being nice and giving us chances, which we still didn't appreciate, to confiscating ez-link cards to being super fierce. What more can we ask of a temp teacher? How many temp teachers would care so much and bother to put in so much effort? Some full-time teachers also won't put in so much effort. A lot of people, not all, detested her a lot as she was strict and fierce. Never mind that, cos its over. But there is one thing I just &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;cannot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; put aside. Im sorry if you find me like a broken recorder that can't let go of things. But I just have to point this matter out. Okay, the teacher wrote, as in use a pen to write, a note for each and single one of us and gave us a bar of chocolate each. So, most of us would have kept the note preciously right? But no, one joker had to tear the note into a thousand small pieces and throw it into the bin, just because he didn't agree with one of the things in the note or something like that. Like hello?! What in the world is wrong with you and what is going through your mind?!? Never mind if you don't appreciate it, but &lt;b&gt;why did you have to tear it?!&lt;/b&gt; How much time and effort did the teacher spend on making that note for us? Why did you have to be so unappreciative of stuff? Who would you feel if you were in her shoes? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO THAT?! You won't get a second note like that back. And you just proved to the whole world you don't deserve it. You just don't. But luckily you apologized to her. If not I don't know what im gonna do. And another joker had to waste her money and squash the chocolate. What's wrong with all of you? Im seriously sorry that I had to repeat this, cos I cant take it lying down. This will be my last time saying this though. I wont mention any names.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5341474529953966205?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5341474529953966205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5341474529953966205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/ignorant-beings.html' title='Ignorant beings.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IHIIvxBfAoQ/Td5KcFx9IRI/AAAAAAAAABc/jW_DvdG7uB4/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3528876188902954530</id><published>2011-05-22T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:26:31.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCgrLZFePII/Tdj9spzx3oI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ouq-DhYlPME/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCgrLZFePII/Tdj9spzx3oI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ouq-DhYlPME/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCgrLZFePII/Tdj9spzx3oI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ouq-DhYlPME/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Omg. Today is tiring or what. Woke up at 4.15AM like that today then ate my breakfast then went to change. Wanted to pei Jadie wear contact lens but then my eye itchy, so never wear. Hehe, sorry Jadie! :x Reached school then took the bus to the pier then blah blah blah. Reach already then we walked/ hiked in!! Reminds me of the NCO hike! Omg omg omg omg omg! :) Can't wait for NCO this year!! Hehe! Anyway, saw a lot of aquatic life animals. Cool or what! I'll upload the photos another day! :D Hehe, went to KFC to eat with Jiayi then went to library. She read a comic book while I rested. Haha! I kind of fell asleep~ Whoops! Went home and slept until 5+ Awesome or what! Haha! Im not done with homework though. Craaaap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3528876188902954530?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3528876188902954530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3528876188902954530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCgrLZFePII/Tdj9spzx3oI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ouq-DhYlPME/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3646645652923703883</id><published>2011-05-20T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:34:36.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, we were friends. Once upon a time, I trusted you. Once upon a time, we had great memories together. But that was all a once upon a time. Am I even your friend now? You said I am. But in your heart, am I really considered your "friend"? Nah, I don't think so. Even though we are in different classes, I thought our friendship would be strong. I thought it could endure all types of blows. But no. It couldn't. I hate this. I seriously do. Why does it always and I mean always, have to turn out like this? Whenever I start to trust somebody, that person will crush my trust. It hurts like shit every single time it happens even though I'm getting used to it. I will never get over this type of Pain and sadness even if it happens a thousand time. I can't. I feel dejected. I feeli like that there's nobody for me to trust in the world and I want to, even if it's just one. I do have a few friends I can really trust but I'm not sure if they will break my trust for them like that person just did. I hate you. I hate you for sound this to me. I hate you for letting me trust you and then show me that I shouldn't. I don't know on which one day will anyone betray my trust like this again. O have nothing left to say to you, except 3 words. I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3646645652923703883?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3646645652923703883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3646645652923703883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8666866341006386693</id><published>2011-05-17T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:08:14.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weehee!</title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday TanJiaYi and QuekYongXiang! Haha! Be honored your names are here! :) anyway, exams are over long ago and i got back lots of results. And they sure are shitty. Bleh. Not telling but they are still shitty. Hmmpt! I'm gonna work real hard for end of year, like I always say I will -.- cca resumes tomorrow! Woo! Is that good or bad? Oh ya. Fml!!! I can't go for sinmal camp because I saw sirs message an hour later after the assigned time!! ahhh!! What is this!!! &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8666866341006386693?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8666866341006386693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8666866341006386693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/weehee.html' title='Weehee!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3050871589783103019</id><published>2011-05-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:03:15.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgive but I never forget</title><content type='html'>Sup!! Hehe, random heading right? :P Gonna be a wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11/5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Chermaine to Orchard to get Jiayi a present for her birthday which was the next day. :) We walked around first then went to Burger King to eat. We walked around even more after that then went to Apple to play with their Ipad 2. Hehe! Awesome much. Then we met the guys, YongXiang and Abdullah. They called and said they were at wheelocks and at that time we were still at Burger King. So told them to wait there while we go find them. In the end they went to Burger King and we went to Wheelocks. Like wts right. HAHA! Funny max. Then We told them to stop moving and stay where they are, while we go back again for the 1000th time to find them. We got lost in the midst of it. Hehe!! When we met them, we bought a "frog". Then we parted ways with the guys. LOL! They wasted their time. Then we met Jiayi at Mrt. I changed shoe with her. Cos my leg paaaaain! :( Heh, her shoe comfortable lo!! The we went basement to walk walk then I bought a milk ice-cream. :D Shared it then at 4 we left. Cos I needed to rush to the hospital. Chermaine and Jiayi followed me to mrt. I took to Outram they took to Bugis. :) When I reached the hospital, I realised that the "frog"we bought is actually a dinosaur cos its body was long and it had a tail. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;12/5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 7 for my oral. My oral starts at 10.30 but then Miss Xu say still must go so I go lo. End up the other teacher say we go home or slack around first. -.- Chermaine and me went to Mac to slack around then went Clementi Mall laze around. Blah blah. Went back for oral then the 2 of us chiong to Clementi Mall to buy nail polish for Jiayi cos we bought a dino instead. :p Chionged home took a quick shower made my way to Cck to meet Jiayi and Chermaine. Went to Jiayi house to eat and all then went to wcp. Play already then went home. Tired max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday got back some results. Sad. :( First thing we received was Math paper 1. 27/50 _'_ People get at least 37 I get 27. Wtf. Then got back Chinese. I Li ti. Wts?!? Pissed me off. I failed paper 1 because of that. By&lt;b&gt; alot&lt;/b&gt; of marks. Paper 2 55.5/100 just passed. -.- Overall, 49.25/100 Kns! The teacher 1 mark also dont want to give me -.- I hate you Chinese! Then got back English. Paper 1 40/60 Paper 2 30/50. But then got a few questions can get marks one. Then I ended up circling like 3 questions. Haha! Hope can get the marks. I need it to pull my overall up! :(&lt;br /&gt;Hope Monday will get back good results :( *Fingers crossed* Plox!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3050871589783103019?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3050871589783103019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3050871589783103019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-forgive-but-i-never-forget.html' title='I forgive but I never forget'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-9173901572142086932</id><published>2011-05-06T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T14:15:31.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo songs Ftw!</title><content type='html'>Emo songs rocks to the max!! I'm not a sadist or something okay. Just that its really nice.Sigh, had Science paper yesterday. I should get at least a B. If I don't, im seriously going to slap the teacher. LOL, kidding. Then today had Lit and Math paper 1. I thought lit I was going to fail but I ended up knowing how to do! :) I thought I knew how to do Math. But no! I didn't shitty complete the idiotic paper. Piss me off!! Rawr! Last 2 papers on er Tuesday- Math paper 2 and Geog. Wait, did I just mention it was geog? Oh wait I did! How awesome! Im going to fail it like i always do!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a dude pissed me off ttm yesterday. Totally la! Lend someone's phone to ask me all those weird questions then pissed me off already. After that, that ass still have the cheek to sms me say what if you have anything thats bothering you can just tell me. And before that he still bhb use the other phone to compare himself with the owner of the phone. Lucky I never say i prefer him. That stupid B*tch! Waste my time. AND sms. -.-" &lt;b&gt;I will ignore him for the rest of my life.&lt;/b&gt; Hmmpt! Till hereeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-9173901572142086932?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9173901572142086932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9173901572142086932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/emo-songs-ftw.html' title='Emo songs Ftw!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7946759923376283024</id><published>2011-05-04T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:27:20.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness from within.</title><content type='html'>I damn lazy sia. Almost everybody in my class is&lt;b&gt; studying damn hard&lt;/b&gt; and they write notes and all. All of them improved from last year, EXCEPT ME!!! Maybe I did, but just for my Science. And it's only like a few marks? -.- But better then nothing right?! Back to topic. Im still &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; lazy!!! :( Why why why!! And im still here posting. For nobody to see. But who cares. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY blog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. :) So after this, Imma study real hard! I hope. On a side note.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7946759923376283024?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7946759923376283024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7946759923376283024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/laziness-from-within.html' title='Laziness from within.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8285245107534261409</id><published>2011-05-02T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:26:40.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry that I loved you</title><content type='html'>Hmm second post for today. :) Parents went out to buy supper. Yes, I know its only 8 -.- But anyway. Im here. Gonna rattle on a emo post. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6T7X7hGAjY/Tb6d0zOM3tI/AAAAAAAAABM/6iL4-lYRETQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6T7X7hGAjY/Tb6d0zOM3tI/AAAAAAAAABM/6iL4-lYRETQ/s640/images.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;TianNing told me this song :) Sorry I loved you- Anthony Neely. Awesome song. :) It made me think back about 2 months ago. When I was so crazy about this guy. I still like him, but no as much. But now, MYE is priority. He's going to the back of my head. Till here! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8285245107534261409?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8285245107534261409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8285245107534261409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry-that-i-loved-you.html' title='Sorry that I loved you'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6T7X7hGAjY/Tb6d0zOM3tI/AAAAAAAAABM/6iL4-lYRETQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1996614564802538478</id><published>2011-05-02T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:09:01.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eee! Short post for today. Was suppose to have a post yesterday but the computer had to hang on me and for some reason, my uber long post was not saved in the drafts. -.- on the way to ABC market for my lunch now. :) sigh, tuition later and I haven't touched my homework!! I'm doomed. But I have to finish it, cos o didn't finish my homework last week and exams are here!! Ahh! Till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1996614564802538478?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1996614564802538478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1996614564802538478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/05/eee-short-post-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7246611762345667245</id><published>2011-04-30T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T19:41:06.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had english paper yesterday. I might have gone out of topic. Shit. But I am uber proud of my informal letter! (Y) paper 2 was average. I hope I will score in that to pull my compo marks up! *cross fingers* I changed my music partner. Again. Lol. From Jonathon to Dino to Jonathon again then dino then now Abdullah. Lol. Gtg now! Till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7246611762345667245?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7246611762345667245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7246611762345667245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/had-english-paper-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3669861253906444900</id><published>2011-04-28T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:28:23.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CMI!</title><content type='html'>Chinese Mye today. Cmi. 40marks for my compre bye bye liao. Like wts lo. The whole passage was about candles and what has it got to do with life???? Rawr! I need work hard for my other tests. I dont wanna fail :( Till here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3669861253906444900?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3669861253906444900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3669861253906444900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/cmi.html' title='CMI!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-9194505382032595555</id><published>2011-04-27T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T16:04:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future is in my hands.</title><content type='html'>Yep, my future is in my hands. I can either crush it or make it blossom. Tomorrow is the start of MYE and I still havent studied. Its &lt;b&gt;Chinese&lt;/b&gt; by the way. How crappy can it get. I have to study for this no matter how much I dont want to. This year is streaming and&lt;i&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cant afford to fail anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; I failed like what, 3 tests already. -.- 2 out of 3 Chinese test failed and 1 out of 2 maths tests failed. Shit. If I was still in secondary 1, I will onl.y study a little. But the thing is, I am not even as worried or nervous or scared as I was last year. I still remembered I wrote down Science Notes and went to school to study it. But this year, I dont even bother writing it. Im so lazy! Ahhh! Why cant I have more self discipline huh huh huh!!! I will be off to study after this. I'll be happy as long as I don't fail or barely pass. I &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;MUST&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; get at least a B to make myself if not my parents proud! I have to get my butt into a good Express class next year, if not I cannot go to a good JC (I don wanna go to a poly, or a lousy JC) and if I cant get to a good JC, I cant go to the University which also means I cant be a &lt;b&gt;qualified vet&lt;/b&gt;!! So here's what I mean&lt;br /&gt;Dont study now--&amp;gt; bad express class next year--&amp;gt; cannot get good results--&amp;gt; cannot go to a good JC--&amp;gt; cannot go into the University--&amp;gt; cannot be a&lt;b&gt; vet&lt;/b&gt;--&amp;gt; my future is ruined. Forever.&lt;br /&gt;See! Thats why I have to study! And im off to it now! Till here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-9194505382032595555?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9194505382032595555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/9194505382032595555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-future-is-in-my-hands.html' title='My future is in my hands.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3247672517307481907</id><published>2011-04-26T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T15:51:06.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala~</title><content type='html'>Mye starting in 2 days and I havent even revised! How awesome am I -.-" Errr today had a lot of things but Music lesson was the only one I remembered cos' I was damn pissed. Everything was okay until the freaking teacher said we had to do ballroom dancing. Wts lo. My class has like 10 girls and 29 guys then he said we had to pair up. Fine, pair up. But its guy and girl. Wts right? Then its super unfair for the girls already what. The 19 "leftover" guys get to pair up with their own friend and we, on the other hand is forced to pair up with a guy. How in the world you want a girl to ask a guy to pair up with you when if you are a guy, can get to pair up with your own guy friend? So if we decide not to find our own partner, like duh, the teacher will find a partner for us right? Then the partners we get will be those guys that dont have any friends right?!? Grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, i wont be continuing my 30 days challenge cos' I dont feel like it and im bored of it already. Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3247672517307481907?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3247672517307481907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3247672517307481907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/lalala.html' title='Lalala~'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7078750715180994762</id><published>2011-04-22T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:24:39.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im speechless.</title><content type='html'>Im speechless. Because of a small matter, things were blown up so big. i seriously dono what to do lo. What you want me do? Okay lo. My fault okay? My fault :) Aiya, anyway, a lot of things happen.&lt;br /&gt;-A class war nearly broke out(Im not sure if it will.)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;My bunny died&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MYE next week.&lt;br /&gt;Yea. That summarized a lot of things. The most depressing one was when my bunny died. Because I went to bathe him and the other bunnies. The others were okay. Except for this poor fellow. H got a terrible cold and by the time i realised, he was near death. I could only stay by him for the last few hours of his life and then, he went on. I hope his life in his new world will be better then what I did. :( Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2116167573"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2116167574"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7078750715180994762?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7078750715180994762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7078750715180994762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-speechless.html' title='Im speechless.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-603315720480149287</id><published>2011-04-11T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:43:05.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the way you smile :)</title><content type='html'>Hey hey! Here are the things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;-Had 3 tests today (English-drama, Science digestion and Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;-Was able to go to NDP but then, my mother dont allow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;-Cut bangs, bang bang! Haha&lt;br /&gt;-MYE around the corner! :(&lt;br /&gt;-Sjab seniors stopping cca on Friday&lt;br /&gt;Tadaa~ I was freaking disappointed that I wasn't allow to go for NDP but then again, what could I do? :( I want to buy contacts!! :) I hope I can get it sooon! xD Oh ya, tuition started already. :( Not that good but still, it helped. A little I think. Bleh. My title a bit no link ah. Because I no time to elaborate more! Ai ya. Never mind la hor. :) Till here~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-603315720480149287?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/603315720480149287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/603315720480149287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-way-you-smile.html' title='I love the way you smile :)'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7672361563054168466</id><published>2011-04-04T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T17:00:06.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't life be easier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdGMPC-GKqg/TZl9n9uI3kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/My3eeZNbe4U/s1600/index.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdGMPC-GKqg/TZl9n9uI3kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/My3eeZNbe4U/s400/index.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Went for breakfast today with&lt;i&gt; some people&lt;/i&gt; and had a stomachache. -.-" So i only had 2 pieces of my hot cake... Blah blah. Became emo in class especially during lit which was the last period. :') And since my book was being checked by the principle, I decided that I would copy all the notes from my friend when I get it back. I couldn't take in what the teacher was saying at all so I used the staple bullet I found on the table and used one end of it to ___ my arm.&amp;nbsp; :') It left 3 lines on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw &lt;i&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;and the way he speak was &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;so cute&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and the way he walked was so cool. :) The way he reacted was even more cute. :') But I know we will never be together and it's like the picture up there. I'm on a road to nowhere... I feel like giving up. I tried so hard and got so far but in the end, it doesn't even matter. At least to everybody else. Sigh, why can't it be like this instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdrblndw5rk/TZmHXyAICZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o6BG0W0z9u4/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mdrblndw5rk/TZmHXyAICZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o6BG0W0z9u4/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Why can't there be a rainbow at the end waiting for me and not a path to nowhere...?&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; I'm tired of waiting, I'm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tired of trying and I'm tired of holding on to the rope that will eventually break. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I'm seriously tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Why does love have to be so difficult?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Why can't 2 people fall in love easily and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;have a happily ever after?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; Why does it have to be so difficult...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7672361563054168466?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7672361563054168466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7672361563054168466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-cant-life-be-easier.html' title='Why can&apos;t life be easier?'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdGMPC-GKqg/TZl9n9uI3kI/AAAAAAAAAA4/My3eeZNbe4U/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5515627567600455336</id><published>2011-04-03T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T14:50:56.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We aren't meant to be,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCPIvICV-3o/TZgTos5BooI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A1k9tkSiqPk/s1600/heartbroken1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCPIvICV-3o/TZgTos5BooI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A1k9tkSiqPk/s320/heartbroken1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been a long long time since I posted. Nobody's reading it anyway. I always thougt it was easy to forget someone and easy to tell someone "I like you" But no, I found out myself that it was hard. When I was in the car, my mind was filled with only that person. I couldn't concentrate. I tried to stop but I couldn't either. I want so much to tell you but I don't have the courage. I'm afraid it will ruin our friendship. And I don't want that to happen. And I don't know what to do. I seriously don't... :'( This is &lt;i&gt;bad.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5515627567600455336?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5515627567600455336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5515627567600455336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-arent-meant-to-be.html' title='We aren&apos;t meant to be,'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wCPIvICV-3o/TZgTos5BooI/AAAAAAAAAA0/A1k9tkSiqPk/s72-c/heartbroken1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8207568911598053009</id><published>2011-03-21T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:52:38.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I freaking hate people who like their own statuses and talk nonsense.</title><content type='html'>I'm back to post again and yes. I freaking hate people who like their own Facebook status. Eh, come on. Why are you liking your own status? I am not pin pointing anybody. I repeat. I'm NOT pin pointing anybody.&amp;nbsp;but still, it&amp;nbsp;could only mean a few things. &lt;br /&gt;1. You agree with what you say A LOT. &lt;br /&gt;2. You just want attention and want people to see your status.&lt;br /&gt;3. You&amp;nbsp;are cheating yourself&amp;nbsp;by making yourself think that you are super popular&amp;nbsp;and what you said&amp;nbsp;is not rubbish. But in actual fact, you are the only one that liked your own status. -.-&lt;br /&gt;And talking rubbish? That's even worst. I mean why are you spouting some nonsense that no one understands? -.- seeking attention? Bleh. Till here. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8207568911598053009?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8207568911598053009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8207568911598053009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-freaking-hate-people-who-like-their.html' title='I freaking hate people who like their own statuses and talk nonsense.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-21288236057287019</id><published>2011-03-18T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T18:32:04.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JdV34xeBrSc/TYMPd8znJEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xjN6D7rqBXU/s1600/imsorryquote2509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JdV34xeBrSc/TYMPd8znJEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xjN6D7rqBXU/s400/imsorryquote2509.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got hurt a few times this year and some were as though someone stabbed a knife right into my heart, in front of me. But it doesn't matter anymore. Cos what's done cannot be undone and what's the point being angry, when some of you &lt;i&gt;just don't care?&lt;/i&gt; Instead I want to apologize.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know I myself have hurt some people and I just don't know how to undo what I have done and put it back to what was originally there. I've tried, I really did. I sometimes think back and find what I've done stupid. The song: What I've done by Linkin Park, can somehow show what I feel now, crap. Till here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-21288236057287019?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/21288236057287019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/21288236057287019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-13-letter-to-someone-who-has-hurt.html' title='Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-JdV34xeBrSc/TYMPd8znJEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xjN6D7rqBXU/s72-c/imsorryquote2509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-3743764221183056625</id><published>2011-03-17T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T17:44:42.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/3/11</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say, or where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;16/3/11&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome. I went to Clementi Mrt to meet Juice, Amira and Teresa. We decided to go to Jurong Point to watch Gnomeo and Juliette. :') It was touching but it was a comedy though. When we reached, we went to the toilet so they could change. Than we bought the tickets and went to eat Burger King. $5.25 eh! We talked a lot there. Than went to Gaurdien to buy plaster and went to take Neo print. Damn joke. Haha, my spects even dropped off :D Yesterday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i woke up at 9+ than eat and polished my shoes. I hope its shiny :') Than ate lunch and watched videos. Nice. Did a bit of homework and i'm super sian. Bleh. I hope tomorrow will repeat itself. :') Ne outing tomorrow. I'm prepared to argue/ persuade. Haha.Till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-3743764221183056625?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3743764221183056625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/3743764221183056625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/16311.html' title='16/3/11'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-4828880576582838121</id><published>2011-03-16T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:07:42.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:) / :(</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether to be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm going to vivo with Amira, Juice, Teresa! :)&lt;br /&gt;-I can escape from my homeworks. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;-I changed my blogskin. Cos the previous one screwed up on me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sad&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The previous blgoskin screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;-I wanted to watch Gomeo and Juliette but the stupid Vivo no more place already. Fml.&lt;br /&gt;-I lazy go out. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we'll see if its fun or not.With leopard there, it should be :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-4828880576582838121?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4828880576582838121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4828880576582838121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=':) / :('/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-52329545511987077</id><published>2011-03-11T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T21:43:17.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are people giving up...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hqlw1rX_ikQ/TXoiLM1UgQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lC_Xmlbb01g/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hqlw1rX_ikQ/TXoiLM1UgQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lC_Xmlbb01g/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lots of things happened today. Go back report book, Chinese test (prepared to fail, I studied 12 out of 20 Cheng yu and guess what. Out of 5 questions only 1 came out. Fml) Than Cca- many things happened. And now im blogging before i go for my holiday tomorrow. I don't know why, but a lot of people seem to be giving up on themselves. I feel kind of depressed after hearing/ seeing all these. Japan earthquake already saddened me a lot and now my friends are giving up on themselves. I feel even more sad now. I feel... depressed and sad. It's the only 2 words that can describe my feelings now. Why...? Why does things like that have to happen&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;again and again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;? Why? WHY?!?! I feel damn tired. Tired from everything that has happened. Is this part of life? I should think so. And I will never get used to it. Till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-52329545511987077?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/52329545511987077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/52329545511987077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-are-people-giving-up.html' title='Why are people giving up...?'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hqlw1rX_ikQ/TXoiLM1UgQI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lC_Xmlbb01g/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-4772990297504381451</id><published>2011-03-10T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:47:24.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad</title><content type='html'>It depends actually. I don't listen to specific songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-4772990297504381451?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4772990297504381451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4772990297504381451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-10-songs-you-listen-to-when-you-are.html' title='Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-1159072003543979864</id><published>2011-03-09T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T20:01:04.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kite flying'/><title type='text'>Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days</title><content type='html'>Nah, I don't need a few days. Just today will do. :) It was...Walk-a-jog Day! Yay! Nope. I wasn't the one running/ walking. I was doing Public Duty! Haha. It's my first! And it's not that good. Cos' my booth was with: Amira, Caryn, Rebecca, Hua Hui and erm... You know who. LOL! It's not the people who I was with that was bad but it was where our booth was!! We were in the middle of nowhere! No chairs, no shelter, no nothing! Unless you consider those horrible flies and ants and all that... -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! We had our picnic! And I thought we were suppose to wear home clothes but NO! We had to wear school based Tshirt. Thank goodness mummy brought it to the Chinese Garden Mrt. (Y) But! guess what? I saw &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;some people&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; wearing their&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; home clothes!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Wts!! &amp;gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we still had our picnic and I flew a kite for the first time! :D (Y) Haha, i'm gonna end here. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-1159072003543979864?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1159072003543979864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/1159072003543979864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-09-something-youre-proud-of-in-past.html' title='Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6122234995942135011</id><published>2011-03-08T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T19:57:36.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Short terms goals eh. It would be.... studying hard! Haha, in 1 of my posts' I said I wanted to pull my socks up and study hard but I didn't. So, with my one week holiday, I shall study hard! Sounds ironic doesn't it. LOL, till here than.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6122234995942135011?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6122234995942135011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6122234995942135011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-08-short-term-goals-for-this-month.html' title='Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6312760363209120371</id><published>2011-03-07T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T21:19:19.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you~'/><title type='text'>Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you</title><content type='html'>As you can see, I skipped day 5 because I don't have my thumbdrive with me now. And I'm not going to post pictures for&amp;nbsp;Day 7 because a uncountable people made an impact on me. Each and everyone of you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who lied to me, thank you. You taught me I shouldn't put my trust in everybody 100%.&lt;br /&gt;To those who&amp;nbsp;back-stabbed&amp;nbsp;me, thank you. You taught me that I should be more aware of who is "good" and who is "bad" and take a closer look at everybody.&lt;br /&gt;To those who left me because of a something that isn't true,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;thank you. You taught me that I shouldn't trust rumors.&lt;br /&gt;To those who look good on the preface but rotten in the inside, thank you. You taught me the true meaning of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never judging a book by it's cover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who helped me up when I fell, thank you. You taught me that I should continue my journey in life with a smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;To those who went through my darkest period with me, thank you. You taught me that I always had a pillar of strength and that you'll always be&amp;nbsp;supporting&amp;nbsp;me.&lt;br /&gt;To those who listened to me when I needed to talk, &amp;nbsp;thank you. You taught me that I always had a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;To those who told me that you would be together with me forever, thank you. You taught me &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing is Forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who went through thick and thin with me, thank you. You taught me that I should learn to trust again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;To&amp;nbsp;each and every one of you, Thank You! All of you played a part in shaping me into the strong person who you see standing today,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;ありがとう!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6312760363209120371?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6312760363209120371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6312760363209120371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-07-picture-of-someonesomething-that.html' title='Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2377595181920210184</id><published>2011-03-07T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:30:07.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 03- A picture of you and your friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s51JtPb_BL8/TXTOf-aUo7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ADl67IXxBTs/s1600/40894_441427371247_671026247_5039293_1911232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s51JtPb_BL8/TXTOf-aUo7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ADl67IXxBTs/s320/40894_441427371247_671026247_5039293_1911232_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaa~ Here are my Sjab friends! It was taken last year. Nice hor? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2377595181920210184?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2377595181920210184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2377595181920210184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-03-picture-of-you-and-your-friends.html' title='Day 03- A picture of you and your friends'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s51JtPb_BL8/TXTOf-aUo7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ADl67IXxBTs/s72-c/40894_441427371247_671026247_5039293_1911232_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6484481883754772521</id><published>2011-03-06T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:58:43.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 6- favorite super hero and why</title><content type='html'>I skipped day 5 too as you can see. Cos I don't have my camera again. So yea. I have a lot&amp;nbsp;favorite super heroes. And I'm not sure which is my favorite. Hmm, I have too many that i&amp;nbsp;like. so I'll pick any one... Powerpuff girls( Blossom! I find her really cute) she's very cute lor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6484481883754772521?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6484481883754772521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6484481883754772521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-6-favorite-super-hero-and-why.html' title='day 6- favorite super hero and why'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2112747870304830319</id><published>2011-03-05T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T22:12:53.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh and cry'/><title type='text'>Day 4- A habit you wish you didn't have.</title><content type='html'>Hey hey,&amp;nbsp;just a short post for today and as you can see, I skipped day 3! Cos' I don't have my camera's memory card with me now. So I'll skip to day 4! :) Erm. A habit u wish I didn't have? Hmm... I always hoped I won't cry so easily. I cry when I'm angry. I cry when I'm sad. I cry when I'm laughing too hard. I cry under a lot of circumstances. I just can't control the tears you know. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2112747870304830319?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2112747870304830319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2112747870304830319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-4-habit-you-wish-you-didnt-have.html' title='Day 4- A habit you wish you didn&apos;t have.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6038839081344775874</id><published>2011-03-04T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:30:52.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 02- The meaning behind your Blogger name</title><content type='html'>Er back to back posts okay. So I named my URL&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; justonce-more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; because i had a blog once and it was a... Chinese blog. I know, I know.But it was for a Chinese Zhou Ji and it was a must, BUT it's still better than writing right?!?!&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I wanted to give blogging one more try so Taada! Actually I was asking TTN what to name the URL but than i think here think there still this one sound nicer. LOL!Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6038839081344775874?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6038839081344775874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6038839081344775874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-02-meaning-behind-your-blogger-name.html' title='Day 02- The meaning behind your Blogger name'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-40741438993183069</id><published>2011-03-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:18:03.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h3rFANhmo9g/TXC1evDj-nI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/uK0H7_BVYUI/s1600/SAM_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h3rFANhmo9g/TXC1evDj-nI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/uK0H7_BVYUI/s320/SAM_0761.JPG" width="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's Elearning day and i was &lt;strike&gt;quite&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; pissed in the morning cos everything turned out wrong. Than i had a few "breaks" in between and guess what. It took me about 2 hours to get back from&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; each&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; break. I had like 2 or 3 breaks lor. Power right? So back to the Day 1. Erm I feel kind of paiseh but than... Here is the photo ._. Yes, i know i look weird and those in front of my face are my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;baby bunnies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; when they were about 5 days old. And no, im not some bodiless person. Its just that the picture was taken with my body at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 1: I&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;LOVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 2: I have &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;2 bunnies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (Not including the babies)&lt;br /&gt;Fact 3: I &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to have &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;2 chicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. But woosh came the&lt;u&gt; bird flu&lt;/u&gt;. Awesome. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Fact 4: I get bored of things &lt;u style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Easily&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 5: I was once in Chinese Calligraphy ._.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 6: I'm now in &lt;i style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;St. John's Ambulance Brigade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, it's where i found myself some &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Awesome Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;Fact 7: I have an elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 8: I&lt;i style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; taking pictures (only recently) &lt;br /&gt;Fact 9: I&lt;u style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;desserts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, especially &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and&lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; ice-cream!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 10: I can be&lt;u&gt;&lt;i style="color: #45818e;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; very &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;at times!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 11: I like anything that i&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; cute/ adorable!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Especially &lt;u style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUNNIES!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 12: I &lt;u style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love animals!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 13: I spent quite a lot of time on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 14: I'm getting bored.. (See Fact 4.)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 15: I've &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;completed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Day 1! &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-40741438993183069?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/40741438993183069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/40741438993183069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-01-recent-picture-of-you-and-15.html' title='Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-h3rFANhmo9g/TXC1evDj-nI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/uK0H7_BVYUI/s72-c/SAM_0761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-5928308417929199846</id><published>2011-03-03T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T18:17:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lnQY4MpYYMU/TW9nH316ZdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e-owfuYSzi4/s1600/SAM_1086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ooops, did I just say I wanted to start? Nah, I don't feel like starting &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Typical me -.- Grr.. I need to talk to my Jie urgently!! And she's always not online! :'C Hmmpt~! I hope you see this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-5928308417929199846?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5928308417929199846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/5928308417929199846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/ooops.html' title='Ooops'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-7449198079469671281</id><published>2011-03-03T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T17:50:35.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 days challenge'/><title type='text'>The 30 days challenge.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Day 01&lt;/strong&gt;- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 02&lt;/strong&gt;- The meaning behind your Blogger name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 03&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of you and your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 04&lt;/strong&gt;- A habit that you wish you didn’t have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 05&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 06&lt;/strong&gt;- Favorite super hero and why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 07&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 08&lt;/strong&gt;- Short term goals for this month and why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 09&lt;/strong&gt;- Something you’re proud of in the past few days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10&lt;/strong&gt;- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 11&lt;/strong&gt;- Another picture of you and your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 12&lt;/strong&gt;- How you found out about Blogger and why you made one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 13&lt;/strong&gt;- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 14&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of you and your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 15&lt;/strong&gt;- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 16&lt;/strong&gt;- Another picture of yourself (baby pic!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 17&lt;/strong&gt;- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 18&lt;/strong&gt;- Plans/dreams/goals you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 19&lt;/strong&gt;- Nicknames you have; why do you have them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 20&lt;/strong&gt;- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 21&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of something that makes you happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 22&lt;/strong&gt;- What makes you different from everyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 23&lt;/strong&gt;- Something you crave for a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 24&lt;/strong&gt;- A letter to your parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 25&lt;/strong&gt;- What I would find in your bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 26&lt;/strong&gt;- What you think about your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 27&lt;/strong&gt;- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 28&lt;/strong&gt;- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 29&lt;/strong&gt;- In this past month, what have you learned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 30&lt;/strong&gt;- Who are you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found this in &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Caryn's&lt;/span&gt; blog so yea. I decided to give it a try. :D I won't be posting the 30 days challenge everyday, cos i think it would be kind of &lt;i&gt;boring&lt;/i&gt;. I will only post it when I feel like it, haha :P So, I shall start! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-7449198079469671281?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7449198079469671281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/7449198079469671281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/30-days-challenge.html' title='The 30 days challenge.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-4878422739463496005</id><published>2011-03-02T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:07:34.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed.</title><content type='html'>Yes, I failed. My motto failed. How many days has it been&amp;nbsp; I haven't studied. T.T Crap. I should really study, shouldn't I. Hah, how many times have I mentioned it already? But how many times have I really &lt;strike&gt;failed&lt;/strike&gt; succeeded. :'C Haix..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was appointment parade and it was cool! Haha, most of my other UG friends said they all felt like fainting halfway. And another friend of mine said someone farted in the midst of the parade and it went like: "Poot!" Haha! I bet it was smelly too~ Okay, a bit sick here. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! If you haven't noticed, I managed to edit the sidebar thingy! And I did it on my own!! :D *Proud* LOOL. Okay, not that funny -.- Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-4878422739463496005?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4878422739463496005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/4878422739463496005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-failed.html' title='I failed.'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-6521277737923488440</id><published>2011-02-25T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T20:19:33.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study study study...'/><title type='text'>Time to pull my socks up and study hard!</title><content type='html'>Hai. Its Friday again. Going to end in a few hours time in fact. Hmm.. Today had Science for the first 2 periods and had a test. I screwed it up. Crap. And after that we had to check our marks and stuff. I screwed &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;MOST &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;of them. Awesome. -.- So, I came up with this "motto" It's: &lt;u&gt;Pull my socks up and study hard.&lt;/u&gt; Sounds good? Let's see how long this motto of mine will last. -.-" Anyway, had recces than Literature- Got back our test paper ^^v Than last period- PE! But, Mr Lim talk talk talk throughout the period about the walk-a-jog thing. And I found out the all SJAB could not participate in it as we had to do Public Duty, I think. So, does that mean we have to go earlier?!? Hmmpt. Than had St. John's. Erm FA comp people went to do FA + FD I think. Than Speech day people went to do rehearsal and Zi Wei, me and Sec 1's were in Sjab room doing FA. Than we went out to do FD- after a super long time! But still, we are Sjab. Than I went to to sign up for the NYAA (National Youth Achievement Award.) Dont know whether I will regret it or not but still, what's done cannot be undone. So imma live with it. :D See!! I showed Adaptability. &amp;lt;-- Lame T.T Whatever. Kay, so i decided to pull my socks up and study tomorrow. Hopefully it won't be tomorrow tomorrow and so on. Lol, we'll see how long it will last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-6521277737923488440?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6521277737923488440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/6521277737923488440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-to-pull-my-socks-up-and-study-hard.html' title='Time to pull my socks up and study hard!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-531297269241753705</id><published>2011-02-24T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T20:48:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the past~</title><content type='html'>Okay, as you can see from the title, i was remembering about the past. The past refers to my &lt;u&gt;NCO Basic&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I know lah, a bit outdated right. But, yes. I'm going to talk about that. Cos today when I was going to take out my book from the cupboard, I saw my Nco Campfire book thingy. Than I opened to see all the cheers and stuff and i recalled what happen during Nco. Its just like it happened only last week or something. :O Cool. So, all the running from place to place, being casualties (screaming my head off cos i was "injured" LOL), games- also all the screaming and running, hiking, campfire, eating ice-cream etc. I enjoyed the whole course i must admit. Except the hike, cos my leg was hurting from the dono what injury. T.T Haha, but the course is now over. :( Aww, but there's &lt;u&gt;Advance&lt;/u&gt;! But i don't think it would be as fun. :O Lets just see yea. :D Till here than. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-531297269241753705?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/531297269241753705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/531297269241753705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/02/remembering-past.html' title='Remembering the past~'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-2555669095545926259</id><published>2011-02-23T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:49:10.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wassup yo!</title><content type='html'>Heh, posted yesterday to see if the entry would turn out nice. And it did! :)&amp;nbsp;so erm, today had our math test paper return and I'm sooo happy to pass and get an A! Yay! :D anyway had CCA today and was kind of tiring and saddening and HOT!&amp;nbsp;Tiring because we&amp;nbsp;had to wear full uniform for the appointment parade. But it started to rain as soon as cca started. We thought it would stop but, no, it didn't. :( so, the appointment parade was postponed. Which is BAD! Because you see, that would mean that o would have to lug everything to school again. So does everyone else. Haix.. But we later got to change out of it and changed into our pe attire which was good! Because my leg started to hurt.&amp;nbsp;:( but that's besides the point. So, we later went to the classroom to play murderer wink or something like that. And it was suppose to be an outdoor game but it was still raining! Its all the rains fault. &amp;gt;:( But still, life goes on. Haix, got a test tomorrow so, burbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-2555669095545926259?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2555669095545926259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/2555669095545926259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/02/wassup-yo.html' title='Wassup yo!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7704492766694897747.post-8268987700159137951</id><published>2011-02-22T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:55:27.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyya!</title><content type='html'>So yay! This is my first entry for this blog! Awesome. Anyway as you people can see, the side bar is horribly empty and that's because erm.. I kind of can't find the place to go and edit it. But! Ttn or juicy juice is gonna help me. Yay! :D And I don't know if this entry would turn out nice or not, like I mentioned above, its my first. So, lets see if its nice.&amp;nbsp;Till here then. Buhbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7704492766694897747-8268987700159137951?l=justonce-more.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8268987700159137951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7704492766694897747/posts/default/8268987700159137951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justonce-more.blogspot.com/2011/02/heyya.html' title='Heyya!'/><author><name>Sherlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02287482283871859714</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></entry></feed>
