<?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-7010902303994766435</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:22:48.943-07:00</updated><category term='OM'/><category term='God'/><category term='sand'/><category term='standup'/><category term='art'/><category term='school'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='arashi'/><category term='TIME'/><category term='P.S'/><category term='birthday.'/><category term='baby'/><category term='vegetables'/><category term='dorky'/><category term='family'/><category term='BANANA'/><category term='indescribable'/><category term='edward'/><category term='ohno'/><category term='nino'/><category term='teens'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='sister'/><category term='chinese'/><category term='chinen'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>twist!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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>185</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8427456683525227011</id><published>2008-09-26T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:50:02.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>Moved to &lt;a href="http://ohthatlove.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye blogspot world, hello wordpress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8427456683525227011?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8427456683525227011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8427456683525227011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8427456683525227011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8427456683525227011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6012064588909044457</id><published>2008-09-26T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T03:15:12.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dorky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><title type='text'>Word of the day: CRASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hai hai, today's word of the day is &lt;strong&gt;CRASH&lt;/strong&gt;. (i came it up with myself, go me!) &lt;em&gt;Had my mother tongue paper today. I'm not worried about it either cos i did my best, i'll let God do the rest.&lt;/em&gt; And the crew decided to &lt;strong&gt;crash&lt;/strong&gt; sha's house. But then they decided to &lt;strong&gt;crash&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere else, i believe it's Thomson Plaza. But before that, went &lt;strong&gt;crashing&lt;/strong&gt; bus 165, with me. i didn't go &lt;strong&gt;crashing&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere else except for the bus cos i had to be a good girl after all (: and &lt;strong&gt;crashing &lt;/strong&gt;the comp cos it's worth the &lt;strong&gt;crashing&lt;/strong&gt; of my &lt;strong&gt;crashing&lt;/strong&gt; mood now. &lt;strong&gt;Crash&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the moment i got home, i was attached to commie the comp, watching Stand Up! again. It's great. Sho chan cried. And i cannot believe nino cries like that. Maybe only in the show, but you never know. Made me wanna cry too, he's such a great actor(:&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;rabu rabu..&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;uring the pap today, (pap=paper) , things just kept flowing out of my brian. As in ideas came flowing out smoothly and fast, and i wrote so many things i didn't expect i would. I must thank th Lord for this. My brian felt like juicy apricot, having it's juices squeezed out every now and then during the pap. But it was great, the pap was great, everything was great today except for HE test. Even though i think Mdm Lim is funny, but she's a bit oh-my-goshie. Talking about this, i think ms low can actually be quite nice (hope she doesn't read this) and i even said she's not nice last time. Even though i think she still is a lil biased, but can &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, pass my test at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then, i would be off watching arashi in no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yesterday, on the bus, when we were nearing the Japanese association of singapore yesterday, there was this lady who was acting a bit strangely, trying to see where they were (along with an old couple). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lady: (japanese) here we are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;old man: (japanese) sou des ne..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were japanese!!! The reason i said she acted a bit strange was because she wasn't local and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was from Japan. You wouldn't see a Sngaporean acting all Japanese though..Well, you might see those trying to but end up being really gross.&lt;br /&gt;toodles for no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNy2DYF-u5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/p6dy9z8B888/s1600-h/Dorky.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250271434730552210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNy2DYF-u5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/p6dy9z8B888/s320/Dorky.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dorky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6012064588909044457?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6012064588909044457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6012064588909044457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6012064588909044457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6012064588909044457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-of-day-crash.html' title='Word of the day: CRASH!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNy2DYF-u5I/AAAAAAAAAJU/p6dy9z8B888/s72-c/Dorky.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1248169193889673446</id><published>2008-09-25T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T04:09:36.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Chienhui Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNtromcL-TI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-VQTWJlvdro/s1600-h/Irritated.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNtw0Wps1FI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RwoHXptmb1U/s1600-h/Tired.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249913835366437970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNtw0Wps1FI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RwoHXptmb1U/s320/Tired.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;changed to arashi mood theme!! Whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a stupid headache in my head now. I need more sleep. Some day, i'm going to sleep 24 hours. Oh talking 'bout 24 hr, i watched 24 hours tv yesterday. Nino's turn to write the letter to the other 4 arashi members. I remember what aiba wrote last year. It was so touching i almost ran out of tissues at home. Seriously, they all cried. And me too, on the inside. Well even though aiba can be quite &lt;em&gt;baka&lt;/em&gt; at times, but he's quite &lt;em&gt;kyooot!&lt;/em&gt; actually. But i find nino's letter not as touching as aiba's, probably because they went through different things. I don't know but i feel that at that part of the show, they probably want arashi to shed tears to increase viewership. Cos i saw some of them trying to make themselves drop some. I don't know, maybe by doing so, more people would watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back with Elza, sha and headache to revise today. Revised chinese and HE. Elza is a clown, i must admit. Her 公函 is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote " if not, the pot of flowers would have crashed onto the old man's head" into " 老公公會被花殺死" (what is wrong with the chinese thingy?!) . Yea, it's hilarious. But i admit her english is really powerful, like super duper. I read her compo and i felt like a primary school kid. Her &lt;em&gt;chim-ness&lt;/em&gt; is incomprehensible. I wonder what makes elza so good at english. We were talking and talking on our way back from the toilet, and she decided to buy a drink. So we spend a long time at the vending machine cos elza had some problem counting her money, haha. And we caused a really long queue. Anyway, on the way back, i unknowingly said 'elza rhymes with trouble' for who knows what reason. But she disagreed. So we ended us fighting bout it on the way to find sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me: i think you're insulting my english..&lt;br /&gt;elza: yes, i need to insult it cos it's totally wrong.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it toally rhymes, Clown..&lt;/div&gt;but somehow, clare self-invited herself into our study group. I admit i was quite mean, but i was irritated, having something to buzz around my ears when i was frantically trying to teach sha and elza something. But i didn't shoo her off. Cos i know it's not nice. The whole thing went with buzzment round my ears. Right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had PE today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO THATS THE REASON I WAS SO TIRED THE WHOLE DAY!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was fun, i think. HAving to go through 1/2 of theory lesson and then going wild for 45 minutes of wild captain's ball with wild sanjana, wild sha sha, wild elza, wild janine and wild me. hooray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ttttiiiirrrreeeedddd today. i'm gonna die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1248169193889673446?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1248169193889673446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1248169193889673446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1248169193889673446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1248169193889673446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/mr-chienhui-head.html' title='Mr Chienhui Head'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNtw0Wps1FI/AAAAAAAAAJE/RwoHXptmb1U/s72-c/Tired.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5398951014387603286</id><published>2008-09-24T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:41:40.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(-_-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mood:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNnrX7R6MoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SApD6On4ejc/s1600-h/lethargic.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249485636959351426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNnrX7R6MoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SApD6On4ejc/s320/lethargic.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; lethargic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my ohmiya mood theme!! YEA!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired today, i still need to study later. Damn. Art lesson was fun today. We did a lot of nothing. It's great when you have lessons entirely for self-revision and you use it for other whatsoever ne? HAHA, english lesson too. School is such a tiresome place to be. Once you step in, you feel like sleeping. And once you're in the class itself, you get hyper a little and then you die down again, draining away so much energy. Such a waste. I don't think our school has enough school events in a year. We chould come up with lame events like Bring Your Own Lunch to School day or Orientation Fun fair or Halloween day where we all dress up as ghosts to school. Plus we could have this event held on hungry ghost festival......... kinda sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to &lt;s&gt;watch stand up!&lt;/s&gt; study.&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5398951014387603286?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5398951014387603286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5398951014387603286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5398951014387603286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5398951014387603286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/mood-lethargic-heres-my-ohmiya-mood.html' title='(-_-)'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SNnrX7R6MoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/SApD6On4ejc/s72-c/lethargic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4352083963562376911</id><published>2008-09-23T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:50:26.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMIGOSH!</title><content type='html'>i just shoved a whole bar of hersheys down.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..cookies and cream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss, today was the first exam paper! I think it was quite ok and i'm not that worried about it. Praise the Lord! But i blanked out a couple of times. i stoned for 15 minutes during the essay writing, i just felt like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i'm happy. VERY HAPPY. Cos..&lt;br /&gt;i just watched arashi's concert video in taiwan. They mentioned singapore. I'm so happy they mentioned us! Thanks to all the arashi fans in singapore, went to the airport in taiwan and probably waved some board with 'singapore' on it. Lo and behold, they saw it! SUUUUUUUUGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIII NNAAAAAAAA! haha. Aiba came to singapore zoo before too:) i'm all smiles today. Cos.....THEY MENTIONED SINGAPORE! And they tried speaking chinese, it was good. And the translator was even better in both languages. But i'm quite glad many japanese said chinese isn't easy to learn. It makes me happy cos i'm chinese and perhaps, it will help me &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; chinese more. The 5 of them are so funny. When they have fun, they get high. When they get high, they look so cute, sound so cute and are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sho: (japanese)let's introduce ourselves individually &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohno: (chinese) i am Ohno Satoshi!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sho: (chinese) i am Sakurai Sho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jun: (chinese) Hi everybody! We are Ma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tsumoto Jun!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sho: (Japanese) you said &lt;em&gt;wo men&lt;/em&gt;.. It means we are all Matsumoto Jun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Jun points to each arashi member and calls him Matsumoto*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arashi: Yea! We are Matsumoto Jun!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i so love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah went the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4352083963562376911?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4352083963562376911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4352083963562376911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4352083963562376911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4352083963562376911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/omigosh.html' title='OMIGOSH!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-508037713763669774</id><published>2008-09-22T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T01:08:33.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest Day</title><content type='html'>i've always looked forward to &lt;strong&gt;rest days&lt;/strong&gt; (in short for no need to do anything day). Praise the Lord, today is one of those days. B'cos tomorrow's my first paper- English. I'm quite happy cos Ms Low said it would be easy. But i'm not sure whether her easy is really &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; easy or what. I'm hoping so. We changed our sitting arrangement for exams already. Man oh man, i'm back to where i was during mid year exams, which is not really good. I'm so near the windows now, and the sun is so glaring every morning. How am i suppose to look out of the window and relax a bit without burning my eyes. Dealing with the powder-y desk, i gave it a switch with somebody else's! Hooray! Another problem with our school is that powdery desks exist. As in, you get a desk, with a lot of weird powder on it because the protective layer of the table had been scratched off and no matter how you clean it, it'll just keep appearing cos the protective layer isn't at all cleared away from the table. It sticks to your hand when you write, just like how sand stick to you when you roll around on the beach. Except that it didn't taste salty. Maybe some people gnawed the layer off and then collect the powder as talcum powder. Haha, &lt;em&gt;eeew&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off going to watch Stand Up! again. Muahahaha, cos it's really nice and maybe..sick. But doesn't mean i watch it for that purpose. But in support for young nino, young yamappi and young shun!! *melts into a puddle of goo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine today except that i had to carry everything under my desk home. I guess it should weigh up to 892584069(:492 kg. But super me managed to bring everything home. Go the-super-strong-and-courageous me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/my_P_aYvYK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/my_P_aYvYK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/nomanymore/music/uKvb7dg1/arashi_one_love/"&gt;One Love - ARASHI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got elza hooked on this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-508037713763669774?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/508037713763669774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=508037713763669774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/508037713763669774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/508037713763669774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/rest-day.html' title='Rest Day'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8342726434290765099</id><published>2008-09-21T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:21:41.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa trip</title><content type='html'>Went to Sentosa today, to the beach, to the food court and stayed there all the way through the day. Exam period, i've still got the cheeks to hang around Sentosa. Haha, go me! it wasn't my idea anyway, mummy suddenly suggested all of us go Sentosa after service. And then, ZOOM! we were there. But i didn't really do much there, except to dip my feet in seawater, bury them with man-made sand (i think someone toldme that, was it daddy?) and sit in the food court with mummy and her friends eating so much food i feel like i've put on 10 kg. There goes my diet plan.. Isaac and &lt;em&gt;banana&lt;/em&gt; are such cute cute cute same-as-edward aged kids running around with exuberant hyperactivity. Imagine, three times the nonsense i get from Edward everyday. Believe me, it was a nightmare in the car. With 3 kids sitting on laps,talking and talking non-stop and jumping up and down, making so much noise your ear drums would burst right at the moment the noise reaches it (well, not exactly), that was way too crazy. But luckily, i had my mp3 with me. Squeeze in some earphones and it kinda blocked out some of the noise, but not 100% b'cos the kids were powerful, believe it or not. And then i was advertised to help out for soccer camp next year via sms from marcus. But somehow i ended up sms-ing with kimberly. She cut her hair, just like dorcas (hope thats how you spell it), the cute baby. Mushroomy hair seems to be the fad now. No wonder even kim would go for it. But she still look as preeeeety(:&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what i ate. A lollipop, ice kachang, chendol, tempura don, gyoza, oyster egg, deep fried wanton. french fries, fishball soup and chrysanthemum tea. I didn't finish everything myself, i mean we shared among all of us. So everybody ate. But still, i ate so much. I talked so much with mummy's friends today, it makes me feel like an adult now. (muahahaha..!) Saw this jap couple @ Sentosa today. Eating at the food court too. Speaking of the food court again, the tempura don, and all the &lt;em&gt;dons&lt;/em&gt; they sell were oh-my-gosh-ly &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; nice. It was horrible o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started my Stand up! dorama yesterday. Finally started watching it, after so long of just remembering to watch it and not do it. All the &lt;em&gt;sexy boys&lt;/em&gt; were so young then..now they're old. Sooner or later, ohno's gonna turn 30. But i'll still fan him, don't worry, he'll always be my &lt;em&gt;riida&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll still love you , 大野　智! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8342726434290765099?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8342726434290765099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8342726434290765099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8342726434290765099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8342726434290765099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/sentosa-trip.html' title='Sentosa trip'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4808543627591460062</id><published>2008-09-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:36:42.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is hilarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Chien" gender="'f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Chien hui!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first toy product ever advertised on television was Mr Chien hui Head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chien hui, from the movie of the same name, had green blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the annual Australian chien hui crop was laid end to end, it would stretch around the world seven times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;68 percent of all UFO sightings are by chien hui.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On stone temples in southern India, there are more than 30 million carved images of chien hui.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ideally, chien hui should be stored on her side at a temperature of 55 degrees!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chien hui is physically incapable of sticking her tongue out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over 2000 people have now climbed chien hui, with roughly ten percent dying on the way down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If every star in the Milky Way was a grain of salt they would fill chien hui!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chien hui can turn her stomach inside out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is so funny. i didn't know people would die on their way coming down from me. Indeed, mr chien hui head..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;look what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #990000 8px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 32px; BORDER-TOP: #990000 8px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 32px; BACKGROUND: #006600; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 0px 10%; BORDER-LEFT: #990000 8px solid; COLOR: #000; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #990000 8px solid; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 1.6em; MARGIN: 16px; COLOR: #fff; FONT-FAMILY: times,verdana,arial"&gt;Jingle muahahaha, Jingle muahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;Jingle all the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jingle Bells&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the &lt;a style="COLOR: #fff" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/christmas"&gt;Christmas Song Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/christmas.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own song : &lt;input size="10" name="word"&gt; &lt;input class="button" type="submit" value="Sing"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4808543627591460062?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4808543627591460062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4808543627591460062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4808543627591460062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4808543627591460062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-hilarious.html' title='This is hilarious'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8214392202468304990</id><published>2008-09-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:22:25.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable period of the year</title><content type='html'>Ah~ i don't feel like studying. I've already slacked off the first half of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Woke up @ 9&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched &lt;em&gt;doraemon&lt;/em&gt; @ 9.30&lt;br /&gt;3. Finished doing corrections for speeches&lt;br /&gt;4.Watched a bit of &lt;em&gt;shin-chan&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;5. Napped for very long&lt;br /&gt;6.Watched &lt;em&gt;shin-chan&lt;/em&gt; again&lt;br /&gt;7. @ sparknotes, frantically trying to revise Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm making so little progression day by day. Except for yesterday, i didn't even make any progress or what, just slacked off the moment i reached home. As you can see, i reverted back to my previous blog template because i didn't know what to do yesterday and spent my time reverting it back. &lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;$!)(*!#&amp;amp;^*@^ !&lt;/strong&gt; Stupid me, why didn't i even thought of revising my lit, so that i wouldn't have to do it now. But watching shin chan was great! i've decided to watch the Jap version one so that i could learn jap and at the same time revise it as well. But no matter what, i'm going to finish some revision by today. I am so angry with me *pfffft*&lt;br /&gt;i admit i went to youtube to surf a bit(hee..). both today and yesterday. But it was for educational purposes, i watched this fantastic video of a lady using polymer clay, made a pig out of it. It looks so real! She's really good. Someday, i would go to the store to get some polymer clay and &lt;em&gt;try&lt;/em&gt; to make things out of it too(: i mean, i want to do something else too. It looks fun and i assume it is. Not trying to say i would be really good at it, but if so, PRAISE THE LORD! but i know it's gonna be hard and time consuming. Thats the problem, i can't really sit still for so long doing something. I don't know, maybe when it comes to doing things i ike, then i'ld be able to? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all trying to study very hard now. Cos it's the exam period. I hate it. it's so miserable for me -_- Stupid exams. *grumble grumble grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles for now. Off to study. this whole thing is making me mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8214392202468304990?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8214392202468304990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8214392202468304990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8214392202468304990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8214392202468304990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/miserable-period-of-year.html' title='Miserable period of the year'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6635193237609557464</id><published>2008-09-19T01:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:35:03.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i'm falling in love with GReeeeN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey Alyssa, your special post is the previous one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God today is friday. it means i get to sleep in late tomorrow. So tiring, but i haven't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; started revision yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurene pronounced &lt;em&gt;discordance&lt;/em&gt; as &lt;em&gt;disco dance&lt;/em&gt;. Trust me, it was so funny a pig could fly. i couldn't help it but laughed throughout english lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back with OM gang for the portfolio thing today.(except for sanjana, absent today) Because sanjuu was absent, we couldn't hand it up today. Sha and Janine left early, so me, elza, alyssa and shennel were left behind. I guess we were kinda bored or what, because shennel had a lighter, we started burning things around us. Well, i was the one who came up with it. like burning M&amp;amp;Ms. (from alyssa's little box of nice goodies, which had a lot of nice food i couldn't resist). It was something like a science lesson, to comfirm that sugar decomposes upon heating. So we went on to burning strands of hair when alyssa refuse to sacrifice some of her food anymore. Not exactly all the hair on our heads, but we pluck strands of hair out to burn them. HAHA, sounds sadistic? But we used mostly alyssa's hair cos she was dropping them. It wud cur up and then either break off or turn into ash if you heat them, as in hair. But M&amp;amp;Ms and koko krunch caught fire all the time. Well, now i know burnt chocolate smells a little like famous amos cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6635193237609557464?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6635193237609557464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6635193237609557464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6635193237609557464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6635193237609557464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-think-im-falling-in-love-with-greeeen.html' title='i think i&apos;m falling in love with GReeeeN'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4277352081518946272</id><published>2008-09-19T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T05:14:54.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A special post specially dedicated to ALYSSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ALYSSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a song for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/amg-mfEdL8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/amg-mfEdL8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/sYXU4z1/music/ue8dpxaa/unknown_mariah_carey_thank_god_i_found_you/"&gt;Mariah Carey - Thank God I Found You - Unknown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is alyssa's birthday and in this post, i have so many things to say to her . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, you're finally 14 and i've really enjoyed myself a lot for knowing you and hanging out with you for the past 1 year. (coming to 2). and thank you so much for being the wonderful alyssa, tolerating my stupid nonsense at times, at times only. And laughing together and worse still, joining in the nonsense. Haha, thats one of those reasons why i like you(got a lot). As a friend of course. But i'll say I LOVE YOU, and you know it. (extracted from Ms Lim's lesson). You've been a great friend, a great comforter and a great choir buddy. And i really enjoy myself when i'm with you. I'm truly sorry for all the every single thing which i did that may have hurt you or upsetted you. Well, you should know that i'm always quicker to speak sometimes and not really think about the consequence. Sometimes only.(haha) Thank you so much for letting me drink your &lt;em&gt;justea &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;ribena&lt;/em&gt; during recess and not be selfish. And also buying the fishball noodles and giving me all the fishballs because you didn't like it but you paid for it anyway. So thanks. Thank you, also, for tolerating me when i'm not really happy with you-know-who&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; during choir sectionals.So i know hereby declare..ALYSSA THE PEACEMAKER.Sometimes i wonder why you, despite being close to them who probably hates me, would still wanna be my friends. So, thanks. I know i can be really annoying at times and may have made you angry at times. I've always thought that you were a really nice person:) Thank God for that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, here's a letter from Posie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the great)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heyyo Bob, it was great working with you, wasn't it?  that old fella, mouseman, gave us so much problems. What cheese? like we can give him cheese like that. Mouse man is so problematic but thankfully, you were there with me. You know how much brain juice i've lost trying to think of a solution? With you there, i've saved the other half of my brain juice But it was great working with you. I had fun. Dressing up as magicians. And thank me, i came up with the fad so that we could both do it. And so i could be a little more like you! I've always loved you despite you being a bit cuckoo headed all the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with love, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posie, the all-time favourite poser of all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea, posie sent me that this great early morning. So no matter what, i shall make sure you read it. Thank God for Alyssa and for putting wonderful people like you in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAve a blessed birthday and may God continue to watch over you and your household. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4277352081518946272?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4277352081518946272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4277352081518946272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4277352081518946272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4277352081518946272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/special-posts-specially-dedicated-to.html' title='A special post specially dedicated to ALYSSA'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3067352013464593098</id><published>2008-09-17T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:36:59.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>どんなにつらいような時も　せわしなく過ぎて行く日々も</title><content type='html'>For once i was listening during english class. Normally, things just go in and come out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and elza had promised on something earlier this week. Cos Ellice happened to have this really nice book (only to elza) but she was reading it through lessons which is not a very good idea cos exams are coming.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a deal : to help elza resist the temptation to read the book and even touching the book .&lt;br /&gt;So today, i asked elza whether she wanted to go down for recess. As usual, she said no cos she wanted to use recess to try to finish her homework. So i happy happy went down for recess. And then upon returning to class after recess, found elza hunching up at the desk, totally enjoying herself reading that book. You know how mad i was?!!! (&amp;amp;%$8$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elza spells &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;h-e-a-d-a-c-h-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (O_O)'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly falling in love with greeeen's songs. Hey greenie greenie!! 1. it's the name of my favourite colour 2. They sing nice songs 3. nino had a &lt;em&gt;kiseki&lt;/em&gt; rendition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiseki is simply&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;michi's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/hA5ynmmhJE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/hA5ynmmhJE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/radwimps/music/PHGCfDdq/greeeen/"&gt;道 - GreeeeN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally slacked off today as well. Tell you what i did.&lt;br /&gt;1. homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. i didn't even revise anything. Man, if this goes on, i would certainly fail. like get a -58432790528 for my overall. And then i' gonna stay back for don'tknow how many years in st. marg's until i start revising my work. And i'm ging to turn into this big great monster in the 2e3 classroom, even the tables would be too small for me. And everything under my desk would rot cos i don't bother taking them out. So it would be infested with spiders and cobwebs. Until they decompose and stink the whole class. By then i would have rot together with all my files (hope science file rots first, then i would not have to pack them anymore) and they have to scratch me off the desk. Good flow of imagination ne? haha, go me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grabs towel, shampoo, soap and rubber ducky*&lt;br /&gt; guess what? it's bath time! i'm gonna go wash my head clean so that mummy would be happy!&lt;br /&gt;and then brush my teeth, drink my milk and go to sleep. But before that, go watch the miyazaki film that my sis borrowed back from school. HOORAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3067352013464593098?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3067352013464593098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3067352013464593098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3067352013464593098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3067352013464593098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='どんなにつらいような時も　せわしなく過ぎて行く日々も'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2789626129074605336</id><published>2008-09-16T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:37:31.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>totally forgot 'bout it. Yesterday was arashi's birthday, they've been together for 9 years!! i'm so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today's magic number is: &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths lesson was miserable today. Elza and i were seriously gonna fall asleep. And the &lt;em&gt;bloody tsunami &lt;/em&gt;made me all lethargic and agitated the whole long day. Extremely extremely disturbed~ i'm so super tired....rrrr&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rrrrawr&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Received our OM badge and cert for PW today. According to adlin, the badge looks super &lt;em&gt;ulu&lt;/em&gt;. Well, i think it looks kinda alright but not too alright. (but i am very picky and i am very fussy about how nice something looks.) Back to day in school, common test was ok. i hope. But it seems like sanjuu's answers are quite different from mine. But i'm not worried cos i prayed hard about it and i must have faith in our Almighty God. So then i waited so long for mel to come out of school today, after PW. With adlin (that was when she said the badge was ulu), she was waiting for her friend. And i was waiting for mine. The whole story goes like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(standing at bus stop)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: wahh~ very long eh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adlin: don't worry, lets just wait patiently, they'll come out one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: *pffffffffff*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a few minutes...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(walked to back gate of school)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adlin: wahh~ very long eh! maybe she go home herself and never wait for me. She always like that one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: let's just wait, she'll come one. There's still a glimpse of hope!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after a few minutes again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: wahh~ very long eh!&lt;br /&gt;adlin: don't worry, lets just wait patiently, they'll come out one.&lt;br /&gt;me: *pffffffffff*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after a few minutes again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adlin: wahh~ very long eh! maybe she go home herself and never wait for me. She always like that one.&lt;br /&gt;me: let's just wait, she'll come one. There's still a glimpse of hope!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after a few minutes..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cycle just repeats.&lt;br /&gt;don't you just find it weird. (Adlin, adlin, my new stand up comedian(: ) that we coud go on and on forever. and we actually did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoshi~ i'm gonna go revise now.&lt;br /&gt;i've always been a good girl since i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in continuation of this post (well, i came back to type again),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went surfing round with my sis yesterday on celebrities with plastic surgeries. Guess what? there's a JE boy who had plastic surgery. But fortunately, not any arashi member. yes, it's Gackt. gross, i hate plastic surgery. Don't they make you feel like barbie dolls? all fake and plasticky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy bought some eye wash for our terrapins today. They all got eye infection :( hope it helps cos if not, they'll die. hope they go to heaven if they really do. Then i'll get to see them when i die eventually too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2789626129074605336?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2789626129074605336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2789626129074605336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2789626129074605336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2789626129074605336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6360394202280757128</id><published>2008-09-15T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:43:50.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The earth says hello!</title><content type='html'>YO-SHI~! &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never tried malteasers in my whole entire life and i have no idea what it taste like. But kind elza bought me some but left it in her car. And then she went over to malaysia over the weekends to visit her grandma and NOW'S IT'S GONE. Cos her mum gave it away. i'm not angry with anybody. I'm angry with those malteasers.. why did you leave me?.. Just kidding, i don't really eat chocolates anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ihbwPAOBoO/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ihbwPAOBoO/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Same old sitting through classes. Except that we learnt about the reproductive systems again for Bio, but today with big 3D boards showing everything. (not the real ones i mean..&lt;em&gt;eww&lt;/em&gt;). i was starving the whole day in school cos trying-to-go-on-a-diet-me ate fruits only during recess. I thank God sha told me she was alright when she went to see the doctor for her digestive system. And she carried this small book of what she could eat and what she could not according to her blood type whereever she went today. So cute. Don't you just love shasha, she's such a honeypot (:&lt;br /&gt;After that we continued the debate in class. I'm so glad &lt;strong&gt;creation&lt;/strong&gt; won the debate. They said humans have facial hairs like apes, so we were evolved from apes. Well, till now i have no points to rebut this. Went com lab for maths today to play around with excel. I was fascinated with it, i mean, i've never really opened a the excel programme in my omp and sat down for an hour to explore it like what i did today. Me and sha just sat playing around with it, so fun. But i feel like an idiot getting so amazed at all the calculations that suddenly appeared by just clicking on rectangular boxes. School can be fun (but not when exams are near, especially) when we have things like that. I had my fair of revision today, apart from playing,playing and playing everyday. There's a science test tomorrow (o_0), and i've studied for it, even though not fully confident. &amp;amp!$(^#!&amp;amp@ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to cuddle up in my blankie now and close my eyes to sleep now. But let me just say one more thing. I had a nightmare yesterday night. Dreamt that my house was haunted. especially my room and no matter what i did, &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; wouldn't go away. But i thank God it was only a dream. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love arashi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6360394202280757128?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6360394202280757128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6360394202280757128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6360394202280757128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6360394202280757128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/earth-says-hello.html' title='The earth says hello!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5988466901743170467</id><published>2008-09-14T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:45:58.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bernice Birthday's Bevy of Beauties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BERNICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the surprise didn't end off well. haha. But we had fun. I was the treasurer of the day! collecting a total amount of $102.05 from everybody to pay the KFC man. (and we had chunky monkey!) Met cindy in church today, we meet every sunday, and we promised we would dress up entirely the same one day. ONE DAY.. So we would look like twins. haha. But i would need to find some light pink crocs pumps to wear. and maybe i should tell her to cut her hair like mine. But that would be a real big sacrifice. But i'm still considering. Then we would probably look like this.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SMzO4Lv1GjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D5fpEzMzJEQ/s1600-h/New+Picture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245795130601183794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SMzO4Lv1GjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D5fpEzMzJEQ/s320/New+Picture.bmp" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edward won this big inflated toy sword and a strawberry face inflated toy with フルートパンチ (fruit punch)written on it. Indeed, a fruit punch when he goes around hitting everybody with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5988466901743170467?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5988466901743170467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5988466901743170467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5988466901743170467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5988466901743170467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/bernice-birthdays-bevy-of-beauties.html' title='Bernice Birthday&apos;s Bevy of Beauties'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SMzO4Lv1GjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D5fpEzMzJEQ/s72-c/New+Picture.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7593108758187474953</id><published>2008-09-13T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T06:25:47.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohno'/><title type='text'>i'm back again.</title><content type='html'>i miss Miss Shen. She's teaching in Akita, Japan now. Man, it's good to move there and live there and eat there and play there and enjoy life there and watch dramas there and see arashi there and study there and go for concerts there and just be there ne? But i really miss her. She's such a great teacher. I had fun when she taught us in Scholars programme. Some factual, opinion and belief thenge (&lt;em&gt;th-eng-eh&lt;/em&gt; , just like how you call eunice by the surname). But frankly, i really feel happy for her that such great opportunity actually knocked on her door,and the best part was she opened it. HAHA. I stumbled upon her blog and her life there seems to be great! one day, one day, i would go there myself. Best of all, live there:P Yes, it's you, Japan, i'm talking about.(and you, arashi, i'm &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; talking about) Seems that there is Daiso over there.. and cute boys. (this is a must-be). Perhaps i should explain why i like Jaaaaaaaaaapaaaaaaaaan more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off after i watched my first Jdrama, &lt;em&gt;hanazakari no kimitachi e&lt;/em&gt;, and then falling in love with toma ikuta, the cute and sexxayye &lt;em&gt;Nakatsu&lt;/em&gt;. And so i craved more of dramas, then going on to watching Gokusen, which i eventually didn't finish watching, and then i saw matsujun. But i didn't really like him at that point of time. Only started liking him when i realised he was in arashi after stumbling upon their song &lt;em&gt;Happiness(which i loved like crazy. You literally see me walking with earphones, listening to happiness, happiness and happiness)&lt;/em&gt; while searching for the OST for &lt;em&gt;Hanakimi&lt;/em&gt; and also when my sis crazed over him [as well]. Ha! tht is when i decided to craze over ohno after watching/reading/listening/surfing/drooling over/thinking a lot about arashi. Cos i thought MJ was a bit &lt;em&gt;gay&lt;/em&gt;. (sorry to all fans or anybody, that was what i thought). Then the fangirling thing started taking place.  So matsujun's the bait to Arashi. BANZAI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysoz, going to church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all planning a surprise party for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ney&lt;/span&gt; and sushi tomorrow. Well, it's bernice and suzhen actually. Elizabeth is going to pretend to have some problems that she'll need to discuss with them tomorrow an then from there, they'll end up in a party. I haven't decide what to give them yet. Anywho, it'll be too late if i want to get them something. maybe write them a letter (?) or go rummage through my fridge/drawers to see what i can give. I'm looking forward to it..&lt;br /&gt;but hope she doesn't find my blog tonight and read this. Then i'll be some spoiler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7593108758187474953?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7593108758187474953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7593108758187474953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7593108758187474953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7593108758187474953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-back-again.html' title='i&apos;m back again.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7517670479684209543</id><published>2008-09-13T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T03:14:52.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!! i totally forgot about coming back.</title><content type='html'>I said i was to continue the post yesterday night(see previous post). But i totally forgot about it. A sign of old age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished all my homework for the week and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;, am i happy! Cos it means that i can either go watch some dramas again (or vids) or do some what-nots. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's one vid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy is super good at remembering songs and ohno had a competition of remembering arashi songs with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Step and Go.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQASJ9n4GcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aQASJ9n4GcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ohno's expressions. so magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from church. We had a study workshop today, teaching us how to study better.&lt;br /&gt;i was supoosed to do back-up today but cos i'm sick, i didn't. But kim was sick too, so i feel really bad now for letting her do alone. But she's a great singer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysssssss, Maou's last episode is out! it's so fast. And now i'll be waiting for riida to change his hairstyle back to the short and golden one. ooooh.. sexy golden hair.. *grabs golden coloured pencil and tries to colour hair* he looks old with semi-long black hair, the short and spiky one suits him the best. He used to have semi-long brown hair when he was young (remember chubby face?) but i think the best hairstyle he had ever got was the short and spiky and goldish brown coloured one. But he's really cute when he was young. Chibi ohchan. as in when a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b243/violomana/Ohno%20Satoshi%20no%20ARASHI/ohnobaby29to.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="148" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b243/violomana/Ohno%20Satoshi%20no%20ARASHI/ohnobaby29to.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't believe the change.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about toddlers, i've seen chibi arashi photos. Matsumo looked like a mixed-blood when he was young, in that photo he took with his sis. So funny. Nino was so cute you can't believe he was &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; cute. Aiba and sho were cute as well. Here's another photo of ohno, who seemed to be wearing something which looked like a skirt, with a frown on his face. 超かわいいな.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SMuSH9tTUJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bnwnIjvjmEU/s1600-h/d334f3ed3abc20_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245446856524386450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SMuSH9tTUJI/AAAAAAAAAIc/bnwnIjvjmEU/s320/d334f3ed3abc20_full.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start on my revision soon (which means not now cos i needa go watch some nice dramas to help me relax.) dramas are the best thing to distract you outta something important. So i need to finish getting distracted then i'll start revision. See the link? yes,you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7517670479684209543?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7517670479684209543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7517670479684209543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7517670479684209543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7517670479684209543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-totally-forgot-about-coming-back.html' title='!!! i totally forgot about coming back.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b243/violomana/Ohno%20Satoshi%20no%20ARASHI/th_ohnobaby29to.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-9115042940789280479</id><published>2008-09-12T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:12:40.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today's no-study day, for now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I AM GOING TO &lt;em&gt;TRY&lt;/em&gt; TO FINISH MY HOMEWORK BY TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so dead. I still have so many things unsure. But i don't feel like studying. Maybe i should fan sho more, then i would be more motivated to study(: Well, i hope. But one thing that i MUST thank God for was that He gave me 42/50 for my english compre test! i was sooooo happy in class i couldn't stop talking. *starts talking to wall!!* Well, it's the first ever time in my whole entire life in St. Marg's that i've scored so well for an english compre test. So i've compiled a list of things that i would like to thank God for this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Giving me each day to live&lt;br /&gt;2. The 3 Fs:&lt;br /&gt;-Family&lt;br /&gt;-friends (for putting me next to elza in class)&lt;br /&gt;-food&lt;br /&gt;3. For helping me wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;4. For reminding me to pray every morning.&lt;br /&gt;5. For helping me absorb all the things taught in class like a sponge. (yellow sponge in a pineapple)&lt;br /&gt;6. Leading a normal life. (being fortunate)&lt;br /&gt;7. Returning home safely everyday.&lt;br /&gt;8. For giving me such a good mark for English Compre&lt;br /&gt;9. Making sure that nothing bad happens when i accidentally swallowed a little bit of dettol soap when i didn't wash them off properly and drank from my hands.&lt;br /&gt;10. For the class debate, helping me make my points, reminding me of how great He is.&lt;br /&gt;11. At the same time, helped me recap the Genesis account of the bible.&lt;br /&gt;12. Giving me talents to speak.&lt;br /&gt;13. Giving me talents to do a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;14. Being there for me when i feel shattered.&lt;br /&gt;15. Helping me recover the next day&lt;br /&gt;16. For still loving me even though i spent more time looking at arashi than thinking of Him.&lt;br /&gt;17. Providing me with sufficiet everything when times are still bad.&lt;br /&gt;18. Elza&lt;br /&gt;19. Shasha&lt;br /&gt;20. ALL OF MY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;21. Giving the talent to act as a coy person for OM.&lt;br /&gt;22. Floorball during P.E&lt;br /&gt;23. For the ice cream puffs my neighbours gave&lt;br /&gt;24. For everything in my fridge (:&lt;br /&gt;25. For my brother even though he makes me really angry&lt;br /&gt;26. 2E3&lt;br /&gt;27. My bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i should spend more time with God than with arashi. Why with somebody who doesn't even know i exist? mm..i make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be off to eating dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;TA! for now. But i'm coming back to post again tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-9115042940789280479?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9115042940789280479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=9115042940789280479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9115042940789280479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9115042940789280479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-no-study-day-for-now.html' title='today&apos;s no-study day, for now.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5116503550153568584</id><published>2008-09-11T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T05:32:25.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study day 3</title><content type='html'>i have no idea why my maths-day turned into chinese-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially declare i'm sick!! stupid runny nose, made me felt like sleeping in class today. Somemore sarah was sick too, so we ended up sharing our flu virus with each other during chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;And there's so much work i have to do but i'm just so tired and lazy to complete them. SighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSighSigh&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I need some ways to brush up my chinese. i borrowed sha's books today and realised that it was so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;My bro is such an irritant. I CAN'T STAND HIM. Now he's walking 'round playing with a real phone, thinking it's his and blasting music everywhere. But he's still six and i didn't have one when i was six. And he wouldn't give it up. Stupid boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a 2E3 debate in class today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Evolution VS Creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun debating and all but i find it a really sensitive issue and they were critisizing God. I mean, they said the Bible's untrue and all. And we humans were apes. jfkoewnjngrqogu2njfiwso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssssss, let's get on to Arashi!&lt;br /&gt;read this &lt;a href="http://arashi.groups.vox.com/library/post/6a00cd97898fe6f9cc00fa9698efcf0002.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what a NEWS fan said about Arashi when attending Arashi's concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Although i dont know about Arashi very much, i felt the closeness between them. When i was at News concerts to which i accompanied my sister to, everyone had alot of solos, even within the songs, there were solos. Fans of certain members only knew that solo part of that member and not for the whole song. But for Arashi, even if a certain member was singing solo, i felt it was very balanced. And most fans at the News concert were there for just a certain member, but at this concert, i felt everyone was liked equally.The balance of Arashi is very evenly structured, even as a non-fan going to the concert, i felt the closeness and respect the members have for eachother. Even if you were a Oh-Chan fan, you liked the other members as well. I also thought, because of the huge size of the stadium, Arashi would just go around and keep waving, but instead they danced more than i thought. It was a great show! Eva-Chan, i'm glad you took me to the concert. At first i was skeptical about going because i didn't know much about Arashi except for their really popular songs. But now, i know why you love them. I think i am becoming a fan as well. Please take me along to the next Arashi concert!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me proud to be an arashi fan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5116503550153568584?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5116503550153568584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5116503550153568584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5116503550153568584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5116503550153568584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/study-day-3.html' title='study day 3'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7508204535106669559</id><published>2008-09-09T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T06:08:20.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study day 1</title><content type='html'>finished my speech and i'm so happy cos i drew an ape for it. as in a gorilla man. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;So that's counted as learning english. Hmm.. here goes study english day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for OM today, we presented our skit. Ms chang was surprised that i actually took on the role of a coy person. Haha, but sanju was really funny. She is sooooo god at impromptu stuff and so proffesional. i feel so bad now for caling her a&lt;em&gt; 'crazy old fella'&lt;/em&gt; cos she doesn't like onions and didn't eat the ones found in her food during recess.But she's really nice:) So for science today, we learned about the male reproductive system! Bio is so interesting, it's amazing to know that everything in the human body fits perfectly and works so well. They really fit together well.  I love the digestive system(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7508204535106669559?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7508204535106669559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7508204535106669559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7508204535106669559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7508204535106669559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/study-day-1.html' title='Study day 1'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3349876917360545008</id><published>2008-09-07T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:50:03.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of merry days</title><content type='html'>school starts tomorrow and I AM SUPER SAD ):&lt;br /&gt;school reopening = exams coming&lt;br /&gt;crapppppppppppppuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst still, my body clock is messed up and i can't seem to sleep early. But i'll have to wake up early tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;mecha crapppppppppppppppppppppppuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a papercut on my middle finger on my left hand cos i was hardworking-ly trying to file every worksheet that was lying around everywhere in preparation for school tomorrow. i can't belive i can be such a good student afterall. Now i have a smiley face tattoo plaster on my hand :P i was just thinking what if a prefect would mistook the plaster as a ring ask me why i was wearing it to school.. hahahahahahaha..i would laugh at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had wonderful &lt;em&gt;katong laksa&lt;/em&gt; for lunch to day after cell. It was deliriously delicious (: spoon-licking good. And then went walking round BORDERS looking at all the &lt;em&gt;chim chim&lt;/em&gt; books there without understanding anything it says. But i read loads of travel books on Japan. I love their culture cos it's really interesting. But according to what i read, they have a vending machine of girls' used panties. I was super grossed out when i read that. i don't know if it's true or not but i really did saw it in one of those books. So we went find mummy in DOME after that and sat down for Banana Split. It has always been my favourite since young. I like bananas. Especially with ice cream or peanut butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SOME SLEEP NOW AND SOME ICE CREAM AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;but after today, it's ganbare time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3349876917360545008?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3349876917360545008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3349876917360545008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3349876917360545008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3349876917360545008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-day-of-merry-days.html' title='last day of merry days'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-359341335399627098</id><published>2008-09-06T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:29:20.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(forget what that is called) day #2</title><content type='html'>it's called worship festival. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was the second day, the last day.It has been enriching and most of all reinforcing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have maths to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a really wonderful dream yesterday. It was soooooooooooo sweet and then i woke up when it came to the best part *(#!%@!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-359341335399627098?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/359341335399627098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=359341335399627098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/359341335399627098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/359341335399627098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/forget-what-that-is-called-day-2.html' title='(forget what that is called) day #2'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7306146225172896926</id><published>2008-09-05T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:12:30.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(forgot what's that called) day 1</title><content type='html'>went to st john's-st maragret's church for some worship workshop thing today. Went to learn 'bout vocal stuff. It was great, that man is funny. I felt that it was more like choir thn vocal sessions. Like we sang harmonies and all, yea, just like choir. No, that's called&lt;em&gt; reinforcement&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't know choir had taught me so many things and they taught us the same things we had learned in choir too :) Bernice went for the guitar. As in she signed up for guitar. Cos' there weren't any keyboard lessons. She's a great cell leader. i &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; Bernice .&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part of today was that we all went Kino today (as in me and rach.L and my sis) and i got the Sept. issue of Potato!! with ohno and toma on the front cover! went to the japanese section at the kino at taka and oh-my-gosh, there were so many japanese. I didn't expect there would be&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; much of them there and i was literally overjoyed. Rach bought so many starwars whatever you call those, books? yea. and there were so many things for me to explore. &lt;strong&gt;i was simply spoilt for choice.&lt;/strong&gt; Kinokuniya is now my new playground(:&lt;br /&gt;The next most interesting part of today was that i saw the HANA YORI DANGO FINAL poster being put up on the movies board. It is officially showing in the cinemas !!!!! i tell you, i will make sure i get to watch it in my whole entire life. It's the final and i am going crazy cos i think i won't be able to catch it now. *&amp;amp;^#$&amp;amp;@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so dead cos i haven't even started on my maths homework. And i would be off to the church again tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C-R-A-P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy. There are still so many things i want to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7306146225172896926?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7306146225172896926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7306146225172896926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7306146225172896926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7306146225172896926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/forgot-whats-that-called-day-1.html' title='(forgot what&apos;s that called) day 1'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8346896537998733750</id><published>2008-09-03T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T05:11:12.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another new blogskin</title><content type='html'>check it out! i love it like crazy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes my finish-homework day #2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished english compre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished book reviews ( all six of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm left with maths. crapsozzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been diligently trying to finish my homework today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna reward myself tonight, gonna watch some nice shows today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably re-watching stuff, like the L movie or my all time favourite..HYD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;didn't know they would be so many arashi fans around me..crapsozzz AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8346896537998733750?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8346896537998733750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8346896537998733750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8346896537998733750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8346896537998733750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-new-blogskin.html' title='another new blogskin'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8061946360754655340</id><published>2008-09-02T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:32:50.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidddddddddddd.</title><content type='html'>i feel so super duper ultra very lousy now.&lt;br /&gt;had a big fight with my mum just now. didn't expect me to cry for more than an hour straight, non-stop. i'm almost running out of tears.&lt;br /&gt;i've never been a good kid my whole entire life and i guess it's so unfortunate that she has me as her daughter. pfffff.. now i know i'm the root to a lot of her problems. Maybe i'm the one whose so bad and naughty and gives her all the trouble all the time and this must be it. I know it myself but it's just so saddening to think about it or quarrel over it again. It could have all been my wonderful imagination that i've always thought she prefered my sis. But my brainy brain seems to be giving me clues that yes, she likes my sis more. i don't know. God knows. But even if thats not the case, someday if there would be a scenario whereby she could only save one of us from dying, i would volunteerily give up myself so that my sis could be with them. It sounds cheesy i know, but i think it would perhaps make their life a little more trouble-free. As in, this is only what my wonderful imagination likes imagining. But frankly, i was really sad just now. i didn't know she would say something like that about me. Yes, that is true but stop rubbing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily there's no school tomorrow. i had choir today and now i'm losing my voice cos i screamed too much. It's really strained. wonderful me, i'm such a great voice strainer. i'm probably going to lose my voice permanently one day. Alright, back to no-school-tomorrow point, tomorrow's gonna be finish homework day #2. And then i'm really gonna finish my homework and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLAY LIKE CRAZY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND START WATCHING ALL THE &lt;strong&gt;ARASHI &lt;/strong&gt;VARIETY SHOWS I'VE MISSED COS OF I-DON'T-KNOW-WHATS. Sounds great? it is great! it would be paradise to induge myself in the oogling and drooling over the sexy boys again. よーい !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;em&gt;L change the world&lt;/em&gt; yesterday night cos i found it in my comp and it has been there for so long. SUPER DUPER NICE. now i know why kathy likes the &lt;em&gt;kenichi&lt;/em&gt; guy. I think he can play the piano quite well in real life. Thats the assumption after watching &lt;em&gt;shindo&lt;/em&gt; where he was playing the piano. L Lawliet..haha. I thought the &lt;em&gt;miko&lt;/em&gt; girl in that show look like my sis. It does look like my sis, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8061946360754655340?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8061946360754655340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8061946360754655340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8061946360754655340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8061946360754655340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/stupidddddddddddd.html' title='stupidddddddddddd.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6623079689564604074</id><published>2008-09-01T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:53:42.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday...friday...banana...today</title><content type='html'>Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came back home after a haircut to find our parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;parents watching Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird eh? my dad always complain when we choose to watch cartoons when we go to the theatres. Now he's watching it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did a really bad job for back-upping and have been really sad until now.&lt;br /&gt;stupid voice, whay can't you just sing higher with middle range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for chalet and then to pasir ris park. to play. had such a grrrrrrrreat time playing parapara. i know you think it's lame but it's so fun! :) but thats the only thing we got to do. and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ate so much barbeque i'm dying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school for OM stuff. Sha was so late we all ended up chatting in the hall. and then had island cremery ice cream while chatting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is finish homework day 1. i must finish my work today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6623079689564604074?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6623079689564604074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6623079689564604074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6623079689564604074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6623079689564604074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursdayfridaybananatoday.html' title='thursday...friday...banana...today'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7946969266298863714</id><published>2008-08-28T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T04:56:39.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohno did Copeira ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! i am so totally amazed by him. How can anyone be so talented in everything?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fs_d-IU1-7I&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fs_d-IU1-7I&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywaysssssssssssss, i love the alleluia piece!! it's sounds so nice when we all sing it together. Mozart is such a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out something today. Priscilla Lum is in netball!!!! i've never imagined it. Like i've always thought she had no CCA. Ok maybe girl guides or what, i can never imagine she would be in netball!! but yea, now you know my perception is slightly off the track sometimes. She does look like a netball person afterall.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's teachers' day. Haven't thought of getting anything for teachers yet. Still thinking whether i should treat Mrs Khor to mee rebus.or mee siam. or mee goreng. I'm named after one of it by her, but i forgot already XD Not going back to my primary school, cos my form teacher is always not there. He got transferred to other school and never came back. Well, i don't know what happened but i'm not going back. As in i didn't like my primary-school-hood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssssssssssssssssssssssssssss again, i'll need to go eat dinner now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7946969266298863714?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7946969266298863714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7946969266298863714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7946969266298863714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7946969266298863714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ohno-did-copeira.html' title='Ohno did Copeira ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7628305864391525285</id><published>2008-08-26T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T01:54:15.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>project work was crazy</title><content type='html'>they had decided the role for me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm the seducer.&lt;br /&gt;and &amp;amp;$%^%$#@ , janine was absent today and all the notes and stuff are with her. But being geniuses, we managed to act out the whole thing. My role : A woman trying to seduce the host which is Janine unfortunately. But cos she didn't come today (absent from school on her b'day??!)  alyssa took her role for today. Haha, we had loads of fun, like crazy,when me starts seducing alyssa (in that context).. like all the blinks and winks, twirling of my hair and licking my lips.. but i was totally grossed out, as in i wouldn't do that in reality, so it freaked me out that i was doing it in that skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met lydia in the bus today..again. yea, had a long chat with her. Like Georgia being the hotcake among the guys and how school is killing us. Talking about school, it reminds me of sitting next to Elza. It's fun sitting next to her cos she's an awesome budding writer, which is the total opposite of me. Well, i felt like stargling her when she got 65 overall for English and complained it was lousy when i only got 58, 2 marks below the class average.pfft. But the good thing is that both of us are clowns, so thats the only reason we get along really well.  Besides sneezing directly into my face today, spraying water out of her mouth while laughing and dropping some bolus (hope you understand what this means, learnt it from Bio) out of her mouth while laughing too, she's a total nice person and i enjoy her company :) (See Elza, i'm treating you so nicely, how can you sneeze at me?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssssssssssss, i think Bio's really fun, so much better than Chem and physics. I tell you, i'm gonna die for physics. Sat a test for IH today. Thank God nothing that i didn't know came out. So i'm pretty confident for the piece of paper.. well maybe not, but i'm leaving everything to God (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's another test tomorrow. and i need to rush for my math graphs.&lt;br /&gt;fffffffffffffffffffffffffffish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7628305864391525285?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7628305864391525285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7628305864391525285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7628305864391525285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7628305864391525285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/project-work-was-crazy.html' title='project work was crazy'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2636994208300823308</id><published>2008-08-25T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T05:39:07.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the tackey and tsubasa ice cream</title><content type='html'>ah~ i'm such a genius. i made my own Tackey and Tsubasa ice cream container for HE. It's supposed to be something that looks like ben and jerry's container. Well, sorry to all tackey and tsubasa fans. i couldn't think of any name that has an 'and' in between them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2636994208300823308?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2636994208300823308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2636994208300823308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2636994208300823308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2636994208300823308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-tackey-and-tsubasa-ice-cream.html' title='i love the tackey and tsubasa ice cream'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3140389513956201841</id><published>2008-08-24T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:53:37.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pfffffffffffffffft</title><content type='html'>tell you what, my tension is really down to the max lately. and worst of all, i  don't have the slightest idea what's causing it.  0_O&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't go for the SS outing today and sat through the whole service. The reason i didn't go? i don't know. But i'm sure it has something to do with the tension and all..me being stressed about who knows what reason. I just didn't feel that it was right to go, like it's supposed to be &lt;em&gt;exams-are-coming&lt;/em&gt; period and i'm in no mood to totally enjoy myself and have fun. Even if i &lt;em&gt;try &lt;/em&gt;having fun, i don't think it would turn out like really fun. There are so many things that are running through me lately, and i'm really in no mood to fool around anymore. Maybe after the exam period, yes, i would be myself again, but not now. i don't know why, i'm not me lately :(&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad for not going, and cos of it, my mum's like saying i'm not considerate and i'm just being super selfish to make my sis go alone and all. And she said i'm like that all the time. I've been really nice and considerate to my sis before and she just doesn't see them thats all, and she's saying i'm this totally selfish person all the time and i don't care about how she feels. Yea, i admit i'm like that sometimes but not ALL the time. She was assuming i was. I mean sometimes she doesn't think of how i would feel too right? like when she said that and i tried telling her i've been nice to my sis before, she just doesn't listen and jumped straight into saying she knows me very well and i'm this selfish person the end. *&amp;amp;^%$#@!~  Most of the time, she's there picking on all my bad points. I know i've got lots of them for her to pinpoint, but i hope someday she would say something nice together with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've been losing and regaining and losing my voice again lately. It's a whole cycle and repeats itself over and over again. ahhh..it's killing me. PLUS i've been gaining weight from  the indulgence of ben and jerry's ice cream. (i love chunky monkey..that smooth banana ice cream..mm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched kindaichi yesterday, finally found out who was the real vampire going around strangling peeps but we didn't finish watching it. So therefore, we're continuing today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM's going to Hokkaido for holiday. &amp;amp;^%$#@! can't wait for my turn to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3140389513956201841?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3140389513956201841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3140389513956201841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3140389513956201841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3140389513956201841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/pfffffffffffffffft.html' title='pfffffffffffffffft'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2432443867457103268</id><published>2008-08-21T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:51:37.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new blogskin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out. took quite a long time to make it last last night. spent that whole night making it. i love it like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played 'Husband and Wife' for PE today. a great deal of fun. it was so so so super crazy. No, &lt;em&gt;WE &lt;/em&gt;were, like totally crazy. I totally enjoyed it from head to toe (well, if there's such saying). and we were assessed on our floorball skills. Mann, i'm totally failing it, i mean i'm such a sports idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During choir, cos we had to 'evacuate' out of the theatrette and go to the students' hub for sectionals, me and pris volunteered to carry the big and heavy keyboard there. Like what i said, it was super heavy and we couldn't stop laughing along the way. i don't know why,it seemed to be this natural reaction that whenever we do things like that, we just cannot help it but laugh our heads off. But it was fun to laugh so much. ah..good old laughing mate. i love pris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random thing crossing my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Well, when i grow up and have a lot of money i would :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go on a crazy shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;2. Then go to an arashi concert, getting the best seat in front, so i could see super clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3.but before that, another shopping spree in Japan&lt;br /&gt;4 For that to happen, i would probably need to use some of the money to go over to Japan to study.&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy myself a kimono so i could wear it anywhere i want.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get a &lt;s&gt;cupboardful&lt;/s&gt; drawerful of sweets and lollipops and jelly beans and so many other candies. 7.Hand over some money to the bank, so that i would earn some interest.&lt;br /&gt;8. Go on a Ben and Jerry's binge. (maybe in some other country)&lt;br /&gt;9. Go to a fair in some i don't know what place to sit on a ferris wheel.&lt;br /&gt;10. Return money to all those whom i've borrowed from.&lt;br /&gt;11. Go to another arashi concert.&lt;br /&gt;12. and yet another arashi concert.&lt;br /&gt;13.Buy myself a whole range of converse sneakers in different colours.&lt;br /&gt;14. maybe get the limited edition one. (come here, goldie..you know which one i'm talking about..)&lt;br /&gt;15. a whole bunk bed for myself even though i would be the only one sleeping on it. But must come with a slide and a swing at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;16. Go to some famous art exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;17. Buy myself a grand piano, even though i don't even know how to play it.&lt;br /&gt;18. buy a lot of caramel corn tidbits home (the japanese one!!)&lt;br /&gt;19. PROBABLY start a band?&lt;br /&gt;20. and still so much more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahaha. didn't expect a passing thought to be this loooooooooong.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gonna rush offto do my maths homework. i'm gonna go watch some nice and interesting arashi vids later, so hurry finish homework first :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2432443867457103268?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2432443867457103268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2432443867457103268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2432443867457103268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2432443867457103268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-blogskin.html' title='a new blogskin'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-658855275610173930</id><published>2008-08-18T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T03:46:19.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben and Jerry's always manage to cheer me up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;things aren't going right, i don't know why. maybe it is,but i'm just not that happy this few days. maybe i was missing ben and jerry's. but nevermind, had my dosage today (:&lt;br /&gt;i think it's all due to stupid mood swings. yes, they're back, this time hitting me harder. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing my voice again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sitting next to sha anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i'm now next to elza.&lt;br /&gt;there are japanese in my school.&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing out all the fun cos i don't know why, i couldn't get out of my house?&lt;br /&gt;it's just me at my table, sometimes with elza next to me, reading manga.&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to watermelons.&lt;br /&gt;it rained today.&lt;br /&gt;i can't sing that well cos i'm losing my voice.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i've got more eyebags now.&lt;br /&gt;stupid outbreak. i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;not starting on any dramas cos i can't decide which to.&lt;br /&gt;i've got to do another CME skit all from scratch again cos somebody wrote our name somewhere else on the paper accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;and then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i've been having stupid mood swings since i don't know when, yesterday? yea. and me losing my voice is like..WAH!! can die lah. like i've already not sang on wednesday and thursday for choir, i think i can't too this coming wed and thurs. But i want to :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-658855275610173930?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/658855275610173930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=658855275610173930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/658855275610173930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/658855275610173930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/ben-and-jerrys-always-manage-to-cheer.html' title='Ben and Jerry&apos;s always manage to cheer me up'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6052838520922787841</id><published>2008-08-16T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T02:14:27.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>0_0</title><content type='html'>went back to school for the meet the parents thing about streaming next year.&lt;br /&gt;crap, i've decided to give up on taking art. But if i'm good enough to score well for end of year, then i can take art as the ninth subject. that is IF i'm good enough. which i really doubt so. so, i've decided on bio rather than physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6052838520922787841?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6052838520922787841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6052838520922787841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6052838520922787841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6052838520922787841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/00.html' title='0_0'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1310114183560463103</id><published>2008-08-10T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:57:10.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-FAMILY: 'Arial'" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;Scroll Down the long long long way to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="eSpin the Bottle" href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img title="Behold... My Future" height="150" alt="Behold... My Future" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;Ohno Satoshi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;Tokyo&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Mansion&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;1 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;Green airplane&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td align="right" width="100"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px" width="193"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;Artist &lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;td width="25"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="4"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="whats your future" href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833"&gt;&lt;img height="33" alt="whats your future" src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTgzNTQ5MjQ2NDAmcHQ9MTIxODM1NDk*MTg1OSZwPTExMDk5MSZkPU1hc2grR2FtZSZuPSZnPTE=.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1310114183560463103?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1310114183560463103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1310114183560463103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1310114183560463103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1310114183560463103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-so-funny_10.html' title='This is so funny'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8930378973509897949</id><published>2008-08-09T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T05:50:31.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so many things happened, now where should i start?</title><content type='html'>i haven't been posting regularly. &lt;s&gt;i was so lazy&lt;/s&gt; i was so busy. you can't imagined it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the first thing i was anticipating for the week was pris's new haircut! she still look the same though, but now with a more layered ponytail. And there was science common test this tuesday. i'm gonna fail real bad =3=&lt;br /&gt;went for the CHAOS competition on wed, so wemissedchoir on that day. Our school was disqualified, but Mr chua made us go watch the finals. i'm not taking part in it next year. hope not. it's so &lt;em&gt;chim&lt;/em&gt;. and we went for choir on thurs. Well, i'm glad we managed to put all the parts together. And then it was Friday. National day celebrationin school. had fun. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ACAPELLA GROUP FROM THE US THAT CAME TO OUR SCHOOL TO PERFORM&lt;/span&gt;. They're simply &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;a-w-e-s-o-m-e&lt;/span&gt;. Then it was today. i baked some nice blueberry muffins. HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i finished Nobuta wo produce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8930378973509897949?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8930378973509897949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8930378973509897949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8930378973509897949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8930378973509897949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-many-things-happened-now-where.html' title='so many things happened, now where should i start?'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5725705345149725594</id><published>2008-07-26T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:42:35.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech day</title><content type='html'>speech day was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i didn't post anything 'bout it yesterday was cos i reached home like super late and the stupid headache followed me the whole day through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we performed yesterday. well, you see, our school choir isn't really that good and neither are we that bad lah. so it was an okay okay performance yesterday. the only song that i thought we did really well was the school song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;she was being such an irritating person again yesterday. i can't stand her. neither can other people. first she refused, trying to show us her temper, and when it comes, she snatched them all. And she still dared to say that she understood the pains that the sec 4s had felt during farewell. yea, right. She wasn't making things easy for them and she just doesn't see how messy things can get if she wants her cheese burger. If she happens to read this or somehow if this thing gets to her, i think it would be good to let her know that nobody likes her to be like that and it would be best if she could really be more thoughtful next time. yea, not trying to say that i hate her. but i hope this would change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still damn tired. suppose to start on my art today. i guess i'll have ti switch it to tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5725705345149725594?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5725705345149725594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5725705345149725594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5725705345149725594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5725705345149725594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/speech-day.html' title='Speech day'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-864575204775446806</id><published>2008-07-24T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T05:08:06.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another day</title><content type='html'>speech day tomorrow, had choir prac today.&lt;br /&gt;well, i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super confused at where i am now and what's gonna happen to what i'm going to do in the future. studio arts or stageplays or both? i have no idea. double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpcUxwpOQ_A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ob6TTU1knUM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ob6TTU1knUM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kN61_VrTzRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kN61_VrTzRU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-864575204775446806?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/864575204775446806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=864575204775446806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/864575204775446806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/864575204775446806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/yet-another-day.html' title='yet another day'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3819295115360901119</id><published>2008-07-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:56:39.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i sigh for ohno too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;read this at the ohno_daily livejournal community today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(click on image to read)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SIcnPPd7h-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/8LM9SzqfkWE/s1600-h/ohno.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226189035390339042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SIcnPPd7h-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/8LM9SzqfkWE/s320/ohno.bmp" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isn't it true? i certainly think so. Ohno's being starred in a drama, as the main lead. Now he has all the shootings and all. Plus all the concerts and stuff. and not forgetting all the photo shootings. He's really making it big this time. But it wasn't like that last time. Before he even had all this, he was so relaxed and all. Now i really wonder if he's ok. But it had been a very eventful year for him, i guess. He looks really tired now. AND he gets lesser time to do his art! Isn't this how the entertainment goes? it could be really stressful and all, running around doing so many things when you're already very tired. Plus, all the things which they had to do requires total concentration. So i really really really wonder whether he's ok. Even though it could be nice sometimes to have fame and money and all the fun things to do for all you want when you're in the entertainment business, but thats not it..i guess. Yea. i think sometimes it could be really fun to be like doing all those things you see them doing on tv, like playing games in variety game shows and all. But you never know what actually lies behind all this. i don't know either. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, had speech day rehearsal today. I'm actually really pissed at all the people who just doesn't want to apply what they've been taught to their singing. Like you can hear all the nasal and throat sounds during the performance. it's really irritating and unfair when you're like putting in so much effort to make the choir sound good and other people just thrudge in to sing the way they like and ruin the whole sound and tone. @#%%^E$bhvNJIGyfFY%##@#%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is like having another headache in a headache. BLAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, i'm just gonna sleep now and not going to think so much. Cos i'm going to do better for tomorrow's prac!!  yyyyyyyoshi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel really sad for riida. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3819295115360901119?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3819295115360901119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3819295115360901119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3819295115360901119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3819295115360901119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-sigh-for-ohno-too.html' title='i sigh for ohno too'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SIcnPPd7h-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/8LM9SzqfkWE/s72-c/ohno.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2952659172667954222</id><published>2008-07-22T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T04:17:18.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK AT THIS!  *faint*</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tblBorderAll" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//section_image/2008/07/17/258660/ohnoresult.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which member of Arashi are you most compatible with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Ohno Satoshi&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;You're most compatible with Ohno! You are content with simple things in life and understand that happiness is intrinsically generated. Ohno seems to prefer someone who is completely relaxed and free to live life with expression and honesty - with him, you get someone to grow old with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results based on a 2006 translated interview about ideal marriages - therefore, you may want to take everything with a grain of salt. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ohno Satoshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;90%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Aiba Masaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;80%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Matsumoto Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="73" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;73%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sakurai Sho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="65" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;65%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ninomiya Kazunari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNjcyNTE1Nzc5NiZwdD*xMjE2NzI1MjM1ODkwJnA9NjkwODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2952659172667954222?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2952659172667954222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2952659172667954222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2952659172667954222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2952659172667954222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/look-at-this-faint.html' title='LOOK AT THIS!  *faint*'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1720168833689301472</id><published>2008-07-21T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:24:18.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm an owl.</title><content type='html'>guess what? i'm a confronting owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost late for school this morning cos there was a damn minor car accident on the road and it jammed the whole expressway. I was so worried cos we were stucked and there wasn't any alternative route we could take. i cannot be late, i have to keep my records clean. Cos if not, it'll be so wasted :) but i wasn't late in the end. rushed up to the hall like crazy. And then had science test this morning. I'm dead, it was so difficult i didn't even know what i was writing. but anyway, sanjana thinks it's difficult too. so it means it's normal:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some personality test thing about managing conflicts for DOT. yes, i'm a confronting owl. &lt;em&gt;*hoot hoot *&lt;/em&gt; there were people who are sharks and teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres IH test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1720168833689301472?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1720168833689301472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1720168833689301472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1720168833689301472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1720168833689301472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-owl.html' title='i&apos;m an owl.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7685037561251326579</id><published>2008-07-18T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:20:10.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>racial harmony day/choir farewell party</title><content type='html'>i'm super tired today..but happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos we had racial harmony day today and i borrowed pris's peranakan costume. it's damn gorgeous. i love it. but nevertheless, pris looked totally pretty in hers. But it was so hot and i kept tripping over the long &lt;em&gt;sarong&lt;/em&gt;. a good experience to dress in something nice &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrn right after school, went to the farewell party for the senoirs. I'M GONNA MISS SO MUCH. they're a great and wonderful bunch of seniors i've ever got. and now i'm feeling the pain they once felt when they were in choir. Had so much fun flouncing around in the conference room and taking stupid photos and doing stupid things. Our senoirs are great! and i love them so much. i really thank God for all of them and i really feel that they're the ones who have helped moulded the choir and us. There was a great spread of food and those nice sotong balls.&lt;strong&gt; I LOVE CHOIR&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7685037561251326579?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7685037561251326579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7685037561251326579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7685037561251326579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7685037561251326579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/racial-harmony-daychoir-farewell-party.html' title='racial harmony day/choir farewell party'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4598386032346763605</id><published>2008-07-15T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:57:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>150608</title><content type='html'>had maths common test today.&lt;br /&gt;i don't like maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then all those normal lessons took place.&lt;br /&gt;but at least there was PW today. had fun doing crap in the room at the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back a while to help pris do her science and then my graph work thing, now i know pris likes to burp into people's face. i'm so super duper happy i finished my graphs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to oogle more at arashi today. Cos i think i need to..i'm not telling you why, i tried telling it out but then i decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a shukudaikun i missed, yesterday. i laughed my head off at aiba's &lt;em&gt;baka-ness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4598386032346763605?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4598386032346763605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4598386032346763605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4598386032346763605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4598386032346763605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/150608.html' title='150608'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-838870694893606351</id><published>2008-07-13T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T02:48:48.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 JE questions!</title><content type='html'>100 JOHNNY’S questions. Got it from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/dw9lives.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q01. Which Johnny band is your favourite?&lt;br /&gt;ARASHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Why?&lt;br /&gt;i like them! So cute and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Who is your favorite Johnny?&lt;br /&gt;RIIDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Why?&lt;br /&gt;He's super cute! and can sing/dance/act/do art well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. When is your very first contact with a Johnny?&lt;br /&gt;erm..none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Who was it?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. How did you know him?&lt;br /&gt;know who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. When actually did you really start listening/liking the JE?&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What incident brought you into JE?&lt;br /&gt;oh, this is fun. I was so into the OST of hanazakari no kimitachi e and i stumbled upon this website while searching for the song online. And then i started clicking the links to other different songs and stumbled upon Arashi's Happiness. and i loved it like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have a favorite JE song?&lt;br /&gt;too many to list, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you listen to them the most?&lt;br /&gt;yes. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If not, who is your favorite band/artist?&lt;br /&gt;i can't really think of any right at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Which band/singer did you listen/like the most before JE?&lt;br /&gt;i liked erm.. quite a lot to list.  oh oh oh, the choir boys:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is your favorite in KAT-TUN?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like kat-tun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Why?&lt;br /&gt;i prefer arashi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided not to answer question 16 - 54 because they're all 'bout KAT-TUN, KANJANI8 and NEWS, which i have no idea about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARASHI&lt;br /&gt;55. Who is your favorite in Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;OHNO SATOSHI! and NINOMIYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Cos they're so cute and hot and funny and nice and charming and i like:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you have a favorite song of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;YES i do. i love HAPPINESS. and a lot of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you have a favorite live of Arashi? (solos counts, too)&lt;br /&gt;all of nino's solo and all of riida's solo items. and still a lot of the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you have a favorite show appearance of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;I love them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who do you think can dance the most of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;Ohno!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Who is the girliest of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;Jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Who is the manliest of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;Sho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who is the cutest member of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;Ohno!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Who is the funniest member of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;AIBA! and then ohno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Who is the most prettiest in Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;THE OHMIYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Who has the best appearance in Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you have a favorite PV of Arashi?&lt;br /&gt;of course. ' happiness' and 'love so sweet' and 'kitto daijoubu' and so many more. too much to list. i'm a person with lazy fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Who is your favorite younger unit?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. the vienna boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Who is your favorite older unit? (V6, T&amp;amp;T, Smap, V6, Kinki Kids…)&lt;br /&gt;still arashi.. don't try to make me change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Do you have a favorite member of any younger or older unit?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you have a favorite song of any younger or older unit?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Do you have a favorite show with any younger or older unit?&lt;br /&gt;i don't like this older unit and younger unit thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Do you have a favorite live of any younger or older unit?&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Do you have a favorite actor in JE?&lt;br /&gt;NINOMIYA!! He acted in one of hollywood's movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you have a favorite drama starring with one of JE?&lt;br /&gt;MAOU, yamada taro monogatari, hana yori dango.. the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What was your very first drama staring with one of JE?&lt;br /&gt;Gokusen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Which drama of JE do you watch recently?&lt;br /&gt;Hanadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Which drama of JE do you want to watch?&lt;br /&gt;Hana yori dango FINAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Who do you wish would should start acting, who hasn’t yet?&lt;br /&gt;they all acted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Who do you wish should stop acting, because he sucks at acting?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS FOR FUN&lt;br /&gt;82. Do you think that you are JE addicted?&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Why do you think so?&lt;br /&gt;cos i think i am and that means i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What will you do seeing your favorite Johnny standing in front of your door?&lt;br /&gt;SCREAM MY HEAD OFF AND THEN ASK HIM WHY HE'S HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. What advantages does starting liking JE give you?&lt;br /&gt;not a lot. but more disadvantages. but i like oogling over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. What disadvantages does it give you?&lt;br /&gt;distractions. and pulling me away from spending more time with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. How many times a day do you think about JE?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. How many times do you have the face of your favorite Johnny around you?&lt;br /&gt;not that much *giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If your favorite Johnny or your favorite JE has to grant you a wish, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i wouldn't want that wish. i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. If you have a wish about JE, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i don't ike wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. If you are reborn, who do you wish to be?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i'll still like to be me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. If you are a Johhny’s right now, who do you wish you are?&lt;br /&gt;still me. but still a johnny's too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. If you can ask your favorite Johnny or your favorite JE band a question, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;is it fun to be doing what you're doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Did you ever have a dream with a Johhny?&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. If yes, when was it and what was it?&lt;br /&gt;in a bakery at the airport. at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Do you have any realizable goal in your life that has to do with JE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Do you like JE BL fanfic?&lt;br /&gt;erm..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. If yes, who are the best couple of JE?&lt;br /&gt;OHMIYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. If you are Johnny-san what would you change about JE?&lt;br /&gt;Call it &lt;em&gt;something something&lt;/em&gt; entertainment rather than my own name. If not, all the boys would be called JOHNNY'S too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Do you like this survey?&lt;br /&gt;NOPE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-838870694893606351?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/838870694893606351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=838870694893606351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/838870694893606351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/838870694893606351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/100-je-questions_13.html' title='100 JE questions!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2199288246329511563</id><published>2008-07-13T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:55:22.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shitty bang bang~</title><content type='html'>this whole week is so stupid. I HATE IT.&lt;br /&gt;first we have the pris issue. then we have the freaky thing. then we have the hypocrite thing and then the E-hates-me thing. Sorry, i just don't want to mention names here. I'm just doing my best in choir. and using all the potential that God has placed in me to the fullest. and to do what i enjoy doing. I'm not some kind of boot-licker that goes around sucking up to teachers or whatever you think i was doing. I'm so sorry, but i'll rather tell the truth and not lie than to make you look good and lie. This is crazy. and i'm so sorry if you think i'm a total different person in church and in school. the fact is that i don't enjoy myself as much in school. But that was last time. i know, you didn't mean it, i hope. Cos' i was super hurt when pris told me that. And i'm so sorry if i turn into a meanie everytime in choir. But thats because they didn't listen to me. It's so difficult to be a sectional leader and i hope you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope things get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2199288246329511563?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2199288246329511563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2199288246329511563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2199288246329511563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2199288246329511563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/shitty-bang-bang.html' title='shitty bang bang~'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-632382419374023612</id><published>2008-07-12T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:20:21.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post of the dayyyyyyyyy</title><content type='html'>i told you it was nice to type silly things here.&lt;br /&gt;but then what i'm typing now isn't silly.&lt;br /&gt;(opps, so contradicting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get the full version of &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Kaze no mukou e&lt;/strong&gt; from Arashi's latest single !!!!!  ("o")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and Maou episode 2 is out. But i'm keeping the best for the last, which means i'll not watch it frst, i'll watch it last, after i finish the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-632382419374023612?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/632382419374023612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=632382419374023612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/632382419374023612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/632382419374023612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/2nd-post-of-dayyyyyyyyy.html' title='2nd post of the dayyyyyyyyy'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6892637953019141202</id><published>2008-07-12T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T03:51:50.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How six songs collide</title><content type='html'>i love the norwegian recycling- How six songs collide. watch it &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=3JKKl95Ttrc"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHEREHERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . it did cross my mind to start a busking group and perform so that Pris can at least sing together with us regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i'm so freaked out by whats happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was homework day for me and i've finished all my homework. And i came up with a pretty list of all the arashi shows i've missed becuae i was too hardworking doing something else all this while. haha, try believeing me. Yea, and it's really pretty. and there on it i have one of my &lt;strong&gt;pupuji &lt;/strong&gt;drawing - bunny head.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still very tired even though i woke up late today. i think i sleep too much. thats why. and i'm going back to all the  dorama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the rapping. and the sculpting. and the baking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing so many things at the same time. i can't believe i'm actually such a wonderful multi tasker :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6892637953019141202?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6892637953019141202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6892637953019141202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6892637953019141202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6892637953019141202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-six-songs-collide.html' title='How six songs collide'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8731112236564380690</id><published>2008-07-11T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T07:15:29.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here to post, again</title><content type='html'>it's so nice to come type nonsense again isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I LOVE FRIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the time table changed, friday is still fun day. F for Fun, F for Friday. haha. i'm high and senseless now. Daddy's coming back from err..vietnam? today, no, &lt;u&gt;tonight&lt;/u&gt;. I don't know whether i'll be going to the airport or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nice chat with ms low today. she's a nice person. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i just don't like the way she teaches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;About the subjects and what i'ld like to &lt;em&gt;be/take&lt;/em&gt; in the days to come. I'm sure i'ld like to do what i want to do. Going abroad to study and to probably work and travel. i don't know but i'm just gonna leave everything into God's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should thank God for all the wonderful friends around. Like mel and pris and grace and alyssa and sha and so many others. i don't know what'll ever happen if one day i lose all my friends or what. i dunno. they've done so much for me and thinking back, i may have taken them for granted at times. Like venging my stupid temper at them when things get really bad. I do thank God for them all the time for tolerating my nonsenses and still forgiving me so many times even though sometimes i'm the one really at fault. They're all wonderful people who stood by me when things get either too good or too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummingyay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not over with hanadan.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still in research. (read in previous post.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8731112236564380690?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8731112236564380690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8731112236564380690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8731112236564380690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8731112236564380690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-to-post-again.html' title='here to post, again'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3237594801506855853</id><published>2008-07-11T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T02:12:27.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like sunshine / i'm super freaked out</title><content type='html'>went for rgs choir concert yesterday, yes, for the sake of my sis and the exposure to more choir stuff :) it ended really late. saw sixuan, had a long talk with her when she came over to our house. she's such a nice person. Anyway, their mama mia and grease stuffs were good. for the first part, it wasn't really what i expected. went with mel,aly,rachel and bernice. Mel's first time meeting bernice, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bernice: aiyoh, your shoes so dirty. Get new ones lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;melissa: no money, you buy for me lah. Buy me new shoes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bernice turns to me*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bernice:i don't even know you, you want me to buy you shoes?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have a very special friend..*shocked*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, she didn't know mel was interesting. Now she knows. We sat at the back row and had a great time of fooling around. like taking stupid photos. and doing the actions together with the performers. and laughing our heads off at dumb things. IT WAS TOO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anyway, i'm super freaked out today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid freakin' shoes were still wet. I WORE DAMP AND WET SHOES THE WHOLE DAY YESTERDAY, IN SCHOOL. i think i'm just gonna end up with some foot disease thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gotten my &lt;strong&gt;truth&lt;/strong&gt; mp3 version!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's sat, hummingyay! and i'm gonna continue to do my figurine thing. I'm playing with clay now, making amall figurines. i'm really bad at it. anyway, i think i just need to practice more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing some arashi research. i've never been this hardworking before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221681349814783570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="253" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SHcjhaH-DlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/L0m06BU2FcY/s320/scan0042.jpg" width="383" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3237594801506855853?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3237594801506855853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3237594801506855853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3237594801506855853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3237594801506855853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-sunshine-im-super-freaked-out.html' title='Like sunshine / i&apos;m super freaked out'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SHcjhaH-DlI/AAAAAAAAAIE/L0m06BU2FcY/s72-c/scan0042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-9161160699134092674</id><published>2008-07-09T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:23:14.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>i'll miss priscilla :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i can't believe what could happen and i've never imagined it. Today is such a stupid day, frankly. Right after choir, pris called her dad and cos choir always end so late and according to pris, her dad doesn't want her to come home so late and wants her to have enough free time, told her to quit choir. And her dad's pretty mad because of it. Not the first time, but it happened a couple of times and pris is so so so affected by it. I feel really sad for her, she's my choir bestie, i can never let her go. But if she really has to go, i don't know whats gonna happen. Well, we went to find ms grace, and i'm really worried about what happened at home with pris and her parents. I don't want her to leave choir, she's our prized possession. And my super nice bestie :( If i do need to repeat myself, i'm super sad and worried at the same time. What a lousy combination. Mel was with me at that stupid time/part of the situation, it was so emotional. Pris started crying, making all of us cry too. And once i started, i couldn't stop. Pris was so nice to me all this while, we shared whatever we have with each other. We're pals. If she has to leave choir, she'll have to leave the school too. Cos she DSA-ed in. And her parents would rather change her to another school than to let her stay in choir. I'll certainly miss her a lot if it really happens. Right now, we're still hoping for the best. I don't know. But i think it's so stupid. Thats what she likes to do and thats the talent God has given to her, and what do they mean when they say " more time for her to do what she likes"? choir is what she likes. Come on, they just don't understand, I think having great results alone isn't everything, it may not bring you to anywhere. But what's more important are the friendships you built along the way, the experience you get along the way, the fun you get to experience, learning great skills, getting closer to God at the same time, incresing your EQ, becoming more sociable, becoming more people-oriented and lotsa other things. These are what get you in life. They expect her to study the whole day long? nobody can do that. Thats crazy. We work hard and play hard too. Lets eliminate one side and you'll see what happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is crazy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lousy sectionals today. I'm a no-good leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy didn't give me allowance today. i'm out of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's concert to attend tomorrow and i'm so tired already.&lt;br /&gt;i still don't even know the add of the venue yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pris won't be coming to choir tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss priscilla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-9161160699134092674?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9161160699134092674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=9161160699134092674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9161160699134092674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9161160699134092674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-miss-priscilla.html' title='i&apos;ll miss priscilla :('/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8302674823789414016</id><published>2008-07-08T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:19:59.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cluster Arts Festival</title><content type='html'>WE DID SUCH A BAD JOB FOR OUR PERFORMANCE TODAY, like yesterday, but somewhat better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new theme song for Maou by arashi. I love riida, he's such a good actor/singer/dancer/arashi member/cute guy/my favourite:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHc9EaFntSw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UHc9EaFntSw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the lead singer is &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda like stuffed myself with food the whole day today. I'm just so pissed. With our performance. I'm so sorry, tummy, but comfort-eating is something for me :D but i'm just glad everything's over now.but theres still choir tomorrow. so it's busy day for me everyday. by coming to this, i think i need to stuff myself with more food. And then try to lose all the calories off another day. Sounds great? i think so too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday, i wanna become like ____ _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWBTpd1Nrp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWBTpd1Nrp0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm roaming through youtube. And i've got lots to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno's commercial for KDDI.&lt;br /&gt;he sang the background music. IT"S SUPER NICE.&lt;br /&gt;and i've mastered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqXmXdjkc4g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqXmXdjkc4g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8302674823789414016?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8302674823789414016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8302674823789414016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8302674823789414016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8302674823789414016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/cluster-arts-festival_08.html' title='Cluster Arts Festival'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4842897632530777328</id><published>2008-07-07T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:25:23.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indescribable'/><title type='text'>Cluster Arts Festival</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Cluster Arts festival , i had to return to school for the rehearsal today. I'm super duper ultra tired. i needa sleep. I'm very worried about tomorrow, cos ms grace isn't wasn't with us today and would not be around tomorrow, the choir did so badly!! SERIOUSLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4842897632530777328?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4842897632530777328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4842897632530777328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4842897632530777328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4842897632530777328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/cluster-arts-festival.html' title='Cluster Arts Festival'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4486549399752867689</id><published>2008-07-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:02:41.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACJC concert: an evening with friends!</title><content type='html'>oh, yes, speaking of shiying and sha and elza coming to my house yesterday, i got them all hooked on hanadan! Shiying likes Rui, yes, he's handsome, of course. but they think the taiwan actors which acted in the taiwan version of hanadan more handsome than the jap ones. But anyway, i still LOVEE the jap one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the concert today. They're good, super good. But it'll be better if thay sing more melodious songs. Hadsuch a good time with all the choir peeps. Melissa was so funny i tell you. When all of us saw her clothes, we were like thinking we were all under-dressed. But when we saw priscilla, we felt totally not dressed. And she told me those were her normal clothes. Her clothes were superb! She's so sexxayye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a splitting headache now. gonna die. needa sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4486549399752867689?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4486549399752867689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4486549399752867689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4486549399752867689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4486549399752867689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/acjc-concert-evening-with-friends.html' title='ACJC concert: an evening with friends!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2826253560435251505</id><published>2008-07-04T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:54:34.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres so many shows i haven't been watching:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shukudaikun&lt;br /&gt;- 09/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-16/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-23/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-30/06/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HNA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-12/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-19/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-26/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-03/07/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-14/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-21/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-28/06/08&lt;br /&gt;-05/06/08 (which is today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i've got so many things to do right now.&lt;br /&gt;started watching the first episode of maou.&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOODNESS, OHNO IS SUCH A GOOD ACTOR. i'm totally amazed by his acting skills. He can switch from blank looks to evil looks to kind looking so professionally! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ohno's acting skills are excellent&lt;br /&gt;2. Ikuta toma is not bad too.&lt;br /&gt;3. my first time seeing ikuta toma's seriousness in a drama (the act). not like nakatsu at all. yes, maybe some parts.&lt;br /&gt;4. the show is super scary, especially the front part.&lt;br /&gt;5. i love the ohmiya part.&lt;br /&gt;6. cos the expression on ohno's face was amazing. He can act so well! if i were him and suppose to act that scene, i'll end up bursting out in laughter. their so professional.&lt;br /&gt;7.i miss OM.&lt;br /&gt;8. The part where ohno cried..&lt;br /&gt;9. i haven't finish watching yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've still got tons of drams waiting for me to watch, i'm so happy i'm not running out of any dramas to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2826253560435251505?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2826253560435251505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2826253560435251505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2826253560435251505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2826253560435251505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/theres-so-many-shows-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2996735824935259990</id><published>2008-07-04T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:47:02.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got it all wrong</title><content type='html'>concert's on sunday, not today. luckily i checked the ticket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2996735824935259990?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2996735824935259990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2996735824935259990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2996735824935259990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2996735824935259990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-it-all-wrong.html' title='i got it all wrong'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1840728984772912874</id><published>2008-07-04T01:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T01:47:28.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love fridays!</title><content type='html'>i like friday because 1. no maths 2. art lesson 3. no need for me to stay back for any crap&lt;br /&gt;but had a change of timetable today. There would be maths everyday from tuesday onwards. ^&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;worst of all the things which i thought was bad in my whole entire life, i still have to go back to school on youth day for cluster art festival rehearsal. CRAP. choir yesterday almost got me drowned in stress. i'm really bad at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tomorrow, the LJ peeps are coming to my house! for project, listen, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;project&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. but i have call off the meet early cos i have to attend a concert tomorrow evening. and sha can only make it after 4, so it means we have 2 hours to &lt;s&gt;play&lt;/s&gt; do work. &lt;br /&gt;cleaned the whole room and house just because they would be coming tomorrow, look at my nobleness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1840728984772912874?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1840728984772912874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1840728984772912874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1840728984772912874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1840728984772912874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-fridays.html' title='i love fridays!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7527934065172495932</id><published>2008-07-02T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T05:49:02.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>had melissa's dad fetch me home today</title><content type='html'>cos my mum last minute couldn't make it down to school. Melissa's so close to her dad. And they have a nice car:) let me tell you a joke i read on RD today. it's so hilarious i burst out laughing like crazy during mrs kwok's lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was the end of my college nursing course and our class was asked to choose two inspirational songs for our graduation ceremony. We chose "You'll never walk alone" and "Climb every mountain".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the big evening, a nervous master of ceremonies announced, "The soloist will now sing for us two songs that represent our thoughts for the future: "Climb every mountain" and " You'll never walk again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me, i laughed till i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had choir today, well, sectionals are getting better. i guess. at least we managed to finish what we were supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during science today, had to fill in the notes on the copper plating thingy. We did an experiment for copper plating on a spoon. and the spoon kinda like turned orangey coloured. But how mr chua pronounced reddish brown sounded like radish brown. and thats what i wrote in the blanks. Then shasha started laughing and then mr chua bent over to see and then the whole class started laughing. haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;RADISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i was thinking: radish is white, so radish brown gives you brown. but the spoon is orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been looking really tired and drained out lately. but shasha thinks i look normal which i think is totally not right. i'm feeling tired and i should look tired. i don't know. maybe i really don't look tired. i need to lose some weight. but i'm not anorexic neither bulimic. those people are way crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the LJ group is coming to my house this sat for the pamphlet thing. i'm so happy. guess we'll all be calling in pizza for dinner. but i haven't really packed my room, it's always in a mess. only applies to the my-half of the room. my sis's half is neat. well, at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just found out that morimoto's younger than me by 1 year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i'm trying to learn sho's rap in "Move your body". it's so cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres health check tomorrow. damn, i've always hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7527934065172495932?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7527934065172495932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7527934065172495932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7527934065172495932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7527934065172495932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/07/had-melissas-dad-fetch-me-home-today.html' title='had melissa&apos;s dad fetch me home today'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2989364166029795816</id><published>2008-06-29T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T04:54:14.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>on the other note, i'm so happy HYDF was out yesterday. can't wait to watch it. And arashi is &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;. Riida is so oh my goodness. When that lady mistook arashi as V6, you should have seen his facial expression. haha. watched some documentary on HYDF. i still like curly perm hair guy:) and all those nice songs they sung for all the HYDs, they're superb!NJDIFGYGWRUIMRJKLWMJQIUUGYWUJTRGHQMIKLUIQRT QGEB JNLMSLIWYU*UGEHUBRJKL! i still have tons of their shows that i haven't watched. can't wait to go on a show marathon. But i still miss all the mago magos. BSIJUNNHNCFNBENWVT!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2989364166029795816?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2989364166029795816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2989364166029795816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2989364166029795816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2989364166029795816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_29.html' title='-'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4888136645367339496</id><published>2008-06-29T04:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T04:43:18.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pet-a-thon/chillin' under the stars</title><content type='html'>i'm here to post about yesterday. i conked off immediately after i went home.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;smss pet-a-thon '08&lt;/strong&gt;. We had a stall for photograghy. You can come to our lab and dress us as animals, we'll take a photo of that and give it to you for only $2! well, we had business, but totally not good. The profit we made were so little. i kinda like spent the whole time sitting outside the lab, doing registration matters and to scream for customers. I tell you, it was so hot! like crazy. and the dry-fit tee i was wearing wasn't dry-fitting at all. and then everybody was drained and tired and mad. but the whole experience was cool. i'm super afraid of dogs and for the whole day they were all running around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had chillin' under the stars yesterday night. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WAS FAIRLY GRUMPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and i kinda like blew my top off somewhere.i was stationed at the welcome table, telling people to take door gifts and things like that. but i felt super irritated. the food was good. like super duper. ad the band was great. but i was so tired the whole day i felt it was more like stoning under the starts than chilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4888136645367339496?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4888136645367339496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4888136645367339496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4888136645367339496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4888136645367339496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/pet-thonchillin-under-stars.html' title='pet-a-thon/chillin&apos; under the stars'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1872426654403458513</id><published>2008-06-26T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T05:32:14.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>260608</title><content type='html'>had choir today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't seem to do a good job for sectionals. I TOTALLY TALKED TO NO VOICE YESTERDAY DURING THAT SECTIONAL. today was like crap again. i can't seem to really push them. and i was totally not engaging. i was stressed like crazy. guess i need to do a far more better job than this, ms grace could make us all finish learning just one part of the piece in 5 minutes. She's superwoman i tell you. everything was like falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some kids from my primary in my school today. i was like super shocked cos firstly, i was from that school and secondly, this was the first time i ever see kids from that school in my school and thirdly, i recognized that brightly coloured school uniform. but i didn't really dash into the class with the kids and shout "hello! I was from your school!" and then dash out again. that'll be silly but it did crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my height and weight today. i'm glad i dodn't put on any weight but kinda like maintained it! and i grew.. 1 cm..but still as short. had captain's ball during PE. it was super duper funny. grouped with the same OM gang except for 2 missing person. but sanjana was with me. We're all clowns. We did so many dumb things. And we laughed like crazy *:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fetched melissa to school together today. we sat at the back. well, fiddling with her handphone but we didn't really talk or laugh a lot cos my dad was in the car. and my sis. but we usually do when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pet-a-thon's this saturday and i'm so happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1872426654403458513?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1872426654403458513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1872426654403458513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1872426654403458513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1872426654403458513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/260608.html' title='260608'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-734424008240901948</id><published>2008-06-25T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:47:09.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>had a terrible day</title><content type='html'>SCHOOL. THATS THE WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's because i'm too tired or something. i still dunno.&lt;br /&gt;went for learning journey today. it sucked. we got weird people coming up to us asking who -knows what questions. and then there was like a huge communication barrier.&lt;br /&gt;BLEH.&lt;br /&gt;but the food was good, frankly, i love the &lt;em&gt;chee cheong fan.&lt;/em&gt;and the &lt;em&gt;tao huay zui&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;shiying brought us all to the manga shop. was hoping to find some arashi magazines there or something, but they only had mangas, mangas and mangas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we still had choir after LJ and i'm not talking about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-734424008240901948?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/734424008240901948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=734424008240901948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/734424008240901948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/734424008240901948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/had-terrible-day.html' title='had a terrible day'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3963412652609752041</id><published>2008-06-24T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:32:27.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to sleep, seriously</title><content type='html'>i've been feeling really tired.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for pet-a-thon preparation today. made the banner and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;well, pat-a-thon's this saturday and i think it should be quite fun, if i'm right:)&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow's learning journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3963412652609752041?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3963412652609752041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3963412652609752041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3963412652609752041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3963412652609752041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-to-sleep-seriously.html' title='i need to sleep, seriously'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2184549766972368089</id><published>2008-06-23T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:13:33.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school blues are killing me</title><content type='html'>and i stoned the whole way through in school today.&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my maths file. and then everyone else had their stuff filed in nicely and properly today..what is this. And now the tons of workloads are back and the teachers are back too. We had a change of english teacher- ms chua. She's super cool, she used to do dragon boating and she's got muscles. like really bulky ones.&lt;br /&gt;Adlin and shiying came back from japan, well, not forgetting my souvenirs:) adlin's great..totally wonderful mann.&lt;br /&gt;Actually i kinda realised secondary school life is the best. I'm enjoying it, frankly. So much better than primary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm back to sitting next to shasha again:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2184549766972368089?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2184549766972368089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2184549766972368089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2184549766972368089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2184549766972368089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-blues-are-killing-me.html' title='school blues are killing me'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-634458606426139354</id><published>2008-06-22T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T06:21:18.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace cup</title><content type='html'>went to watch the girls play against CMC for grace cup today. Well, grace's in it!&lt;br /&gt;we lost but nvm. Valerie and georgee and belle were super duper professional. And i love their long limbs :) i'm kinda like moody today i dunno why. Probably because we all have to go back to school tomorrow. and i wanna sleep more. then i think i should be sleeping now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-634458606426139354?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/634458606426139354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=634458606426139354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/634458606426139354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/634458606426139354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/grace-cup.html' title='Grace cup'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5751859998518452151</id><published>2008-06-21T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T08:49:35.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slept at 4am yesterday</title><content type='html'>and woke up at 11 this morning. I'm truly not a sleeping person. and it's gonna confuse my body clock :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished watching the ultra super nice HYD(both seasons)! i couldn't find time to watch it in the past, now i finished it at one go! i think i'm in love with..(haha) the curly-perm guy:) (but i still love ohno and nino and sho and aiba! ahh..the wonderful ohmiya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa went to Canada during the hols and guess what? She bought me liquid lipsmacker (watermelon) and Lipsmacker Skittles Banana Berry lip balm!! i tell you, it smells nice and taste wonderful at the same time. i can eat it all up. She's so so so so so so so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! i love her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to get my hair cut today! i know its not really time to but i like going to salons:) Discussed a lot with my hair-cutter about what i should cut and what she should do with my hair. It was like picture discussion know..seriously.  like i want something that is blah blah blah...no no, i think you should have something like blah blah blah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop talking about HYD. and i can't wait for the 28th of june. The final is coming out. It was so nice and touching i kinda like really felt like i couldn't hold back my tears anymore during the show. haha, gomen ne. i'm a cry baby, i cry at other people's situation. It kinda like forced me to different emotions literally all the time. thats what i like about it:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5751859998518452151?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5751859998518452151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5751859998518452151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5751859998518452151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5751859998518452151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/slept-at-4am-yesterday.html' title='Slept at 4am yesterday'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2440967901806243674</id><published>2008-06-20T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:06:21.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got an instrument in me!</title><content type='html'>went to school for choir prac today and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;ms grace said something that i was really glad to hear. &lt;strong&gt;'Your voice is just like an instrument, its better than any other instruments cos you can bring it anywhere you go and its not heavy at all. But you must practice and learn how to use it well. And this takes time.'&lt;/strong&gt; Now i feel spending time in choir is worth my time:) well, it has always been worthy of my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2440967901806243674?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2440967901806243674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2440967901806243674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2440967901806243674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2440967901806243674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-got-instrument-in-me.html' title='i&apos;ve got an instrument in me!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3198971906627254837</id><published>2008-06-18T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:43:04.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>only when the holidays are ending, you'll know how to cherish it</title><content type='html'>school's reopening soon. and i haven't even finished my homewowrk yet. i'm supposed to finish them off today but then i couldn't. i've already started writing the script for the science thing (kinda based it around ohno's butai) but i'm still in the midst of it. ^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to use the net today from like morning till evening cos the stupid comp just won't work. not exactly comp but the connection. and didn't get to watch HYD when i'm right in middle of the interesting and exciting part. And i don't feel like watching it now cos i'm super tired. look at the time, its 11:37. I NEED TO SLEEP. Cause theres choir tomorrow. i don't feel like returning to school cos it feels good to hang around at home doing nothing and just wasting your time off squirming around and flouncing about. And i still haven't started on the edulearn heymaths thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate homework.&lt;br /&gt;they drive me mad :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3198971906627254837?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3198971906627254837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3198971906627254837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3198971906627254837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3198971906627254837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-when-holidays-are-ending-youll.html' title='only when the holidays are ending, you&apos;ll know how to cherish it'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3633777760769925535</id><published>2008-06-17T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:34:22.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>church camp 2008</title><content type='html'>this year's church camp was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;like super duper.&lt;br /&gt;except for the mosquitoes part. Settled at a hotel called what Lanjut (am i right?) or something like that. You could choose to stay in a &lt;u&gt;chalet&lt;/u&gt; (to aaron: i read your blog. this is how you spell chalet.) or at a villa or a hotel room. Cause mummy signed up late, we all had to stay in a hotel room. But the good thing was it has lesser mosquitoes than any other of those villa chalet rooms and i didn't bring insect repellent.Yea, gotten a few bites, it itches like super crazy. Had a great time of fellowship with my super wonderful and fantastic khakis and also the older girls. Like spend so much time with Cindy and Georgee. and now i'm Cindy's new darling :) yea, she ditched Tracy just for me. Look at what i've done. and Georgee, as usual, we're still the best of friends. and also the rest lah. Played lots of games. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE SAND WRESTLE&lt;/span&gt;. The location is situated near the sea, so we get to go to the beach everyday. Well, lydia thought of the sand wrestle. We actually decided to play captain's ball that day but then a lot of us went to get hermit crabs and i had to takecare of the &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;troublesome-casonova&lt;/span&gt; edward. He's flirting a lot nowadays, i think it's because his sisters aren't playing enough with him, thats why he goes out to find other sisters to play with. Yea, lets get back to the point. Then the rest of us who didn't go catch hermits were kinda like tired, so we sat down on the beach, on the sand. And then lydia being lydia, she came up with the wonderful idea to play captain's ball while sitting down. And it turned out to be wrestling cos we were all trying really hard to get the ball. And the next day, the game became a dog and bone game. It's really nice to roll around in the sand, squishing each other. Since we were all girls and sometimes we also would get too engrossed or violent and start hurting one another, so we came up with rules like 'no attacking of boobs' and 'no gnawing of each other'. Well, cos it happened, so we had to put up rules like that. Not only that, i learnt a lot during the camp, about being in a family and all. We had lots of activities that taught us about these stuffs. Did some back-ups too, but i think i did a horrible job lah. There was a durian party thing and my parents went to pay the durians for me and i had to eat it. They didn't even ask and i don't like durians. Not the smell lah, but its a personal preference. They didn't even tell me. And the party clashes with one of my worship practices. So i didn't go together with my family. And then my dad and my mum were like making a big fuss about it. and daddy came to find me and then giving all those stupid comments. Yea, making things difficult for me and the rest. So after the prac, went to the durian place to find them but they all left. But they kept a portion of durians for us lah. so i had to eat the durians. And being &lt;em&gt;suay, &lt;/em&gt;i lost my voice the next when i'm doing back-up for the morning worship. i was feeling really ^%$#@! that day. The food was okay, i'm not particular about food. As long as theres breakfast lunch and dinner. Didn't like the treasure hunt. There were lotsa of kids in my group and i had to baby-sit edward again, cos he was sticking to kimberley when shes in my group and he's really naughty.&lt;br /&gt;We had celebration night this year, again. I'm totally amazed by the song that auntie julie wrote. and the kids being so obedient to get up on stage to perform their dance. Edward was in it too:)&lt;br /&gt;i performed in a mime. I'm really bad at it i tell you. kathy says i don't look like a bad kid lah, and my role was a smoker. Guess i'm a good company in reality then &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)x 10 000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shared some jokes during one of the prac for the mime and heard some really lame jokes like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a mexican who lost his car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;car-los(car lost)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you call a prawn without legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lame sia (lame prawn)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from debs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something like these. But truly lame. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was a power trip at home while all of us were away for church camp. So that means no electricity at home for five days. The worst thing that could happen was that all the food in the fridge spoilt and stank up the whole place cause' there weren't any electricity and so the fridge wasn't working. so the whole place is now stiking like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love church camps &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3633777760769925535?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3633777760769925535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3633777760769925535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3633777760769925535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3633777760769925535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/church-camp-2008.html' title='church camp 2008'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-718135494506427900</id><published>2008-06-11T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:51:40.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>captain.</title><content type='html'>i love ohno. and arashi. I totally &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; captain. He's totally talented. too bad there ain't any entertainments in Singapore that does something like Johnny's :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i'll be going to malaysia for church camp this friday. So you wouldn't be hearing from me from friday onwards until i return home :) daddy's going for this year's church camp. He's first time you know..I'm glad he starts going to church now. But i'm not too sure the reason, he's probably just going for our sake. But i'm still so glad he's willing to join us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i gotta go mug. cos mummy says i can't bring any homework with me to church camp and theres still a whole lot i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck, i wanna sleep early tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-718135494506427900?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/718135494506427900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=718135494506427900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/718135494506427900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/718135494506427900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/captain.html' title='captain.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-666877843217769047</id><published>2008-06-10T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T06:50:49.047-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arashi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinen'/><title type='text'>i'll give the whole world to see your face.</title><content type='html'>spend the whole day watching arashi vids. and going through all the wonderful songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinen is so cute:) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i've discovered another pretty boy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and i went through my baby photos and i've got the cheeks to say i was so fat last time. oh, so fair and plump. but not forgetting the most important factor..i was so chubby. and my super atomic bomb hairstyle. mummy said i was a smiley baby. quite true, i was smiling so happily in  the photos. but that was because there weren't any troubles for me to mood over that time. you know..it's kinda sad life's not like how it used to be when i was younger. especially without my brother. he came in and then changed everything. But i think i should thank God for it, cos he taught me how to be a sister. And to tolerate kids, especially him. yea, but he got me scolded a couple of times. no, all the time. and thats the &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;w o r s t&lt;/span&gt; part.&lt;br /&gt;         At least i accomplished my drawing today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-666877843217769047?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/666877843217769047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=666877843217769047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/666877843217769047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/666877843217769047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/ill-give-whole-world-to-see-your-face.html' title='i&apos;ll give the whole world to see your face.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5648578180357720665</id><published>2008-06-09T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:39:09.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>put your hand to the sky.</title><content type='html'>i'm hooked on &lt;strong&gt;mariah carey's bye bye&lt;/strong&gt;. its good. and not forgetting arashi's &lt;strong&gt;one love&lt;/strong&gt;. still the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's sick. and i don't know what to do cos he's really in pain. and he said something which made me really sad. my mum told him he's ok. but he said: 'i'm not ok now. i'm sick'. thats really sad. i know i've been really mean to him all the time, but i don't want to lose him. he's been a joy to me at least. we have fun doing stupid things together. i don't want it to stop. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished my maths worksheet. i took like 3 days to complete the 3 worksheets and i finished my IH too. still a lot to go but yatta! go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to go for church camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still coughing. and i think i should really start to sing properly before i spoil my throat. i've not been using the techniques and just making noises with my voice. haha. like screaming a lot during captain's ball. thats really spoiling my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my train of random thoughts. i'm known for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5648578180357720665?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5648578180357720665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5648578180357720665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5648578180357720665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5648578180357720665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/put-your-hand-to-sky.html' title='put your hand to the sky.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1573732177586581542</id><published>2008-06-08T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T03:04:26.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peace, love and ice cream!</title><content type='html'>as all of you SHOULD know, today is sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today and lydia's the FIRST person to greet me today! but i received lotsa' sweet messages from all my friends. and even though my family's not celebrating anything with me cos my bro's super sick, it's ok as long as i spent time celebrating with the church gang:) we went for cell lunch at mac's today and had a crazy idea. the challenge was to go to the mcdonald's counter and add a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;c'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in front of every word you say. so it'll go: hi! i'll like to make a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt;-order! i'ld like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; student meal. a small &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc &lt;/span&gt;coke please, make it mc small. and i'ld like to have some mc fries. ok, thats all. oh, please give me some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; ketchup and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; chilli sauce too. and 1 more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; flurry please. I'm sorry, but may i know wheres the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mc&lt;/span&gt; toilet? oh there, thank you:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats stupid i know. yea, rachel thought of it but i second it. anyway, they gave me a happy meal toy for my birthday. i tell you i'm so happy they gave it to me. you can eat fries with it. and it's arms are movable XD&lt;br /&gt;so we all went to ben and jerry's after macs. well, we went by mrt. and rachel called us saying she's joining us while we were in the train and we made a last minute hop-off the mrt. it was like super dangerous, but we made it JUST in time. thank God. had a great time of conversation at ben and jerry's. All of us were talking 'bout &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. now we know who likes who:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for church camp. it's so nice hanging round our khakis. We should have more cell outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we took the bus back with debs and kathy. debs is so funny. had a great time laughing and talking on the bus. rach said she looks like a frog (meaning debs). yea, she kinda look like one but shes always pretty in my sight:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; love my khakis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1573732177586581542?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1573732177586581542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1573732177586581542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1573732177586581542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1573732177586581542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/peace-love-and-ice-cream.html' title='peace, love and ice cream!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5643298302919259693</id><published>2008-06-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T06:50:37.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hip hop boogie</title><content type='html'>i've been going to school for the past few days for the claymation thing.&lt;br /&gt;well, i had fun. i think. making all the monkey expressions. well, i had fun playing with the plasticine. making mr. soaps and touching up on the monkeys and the man, which apparently looked like _______. (he doesn't know it, nobody does XD) well, maybe some of you know it, cos i made a din outta it at some time ago. i've learnt something out of the whole thing:&lt;br /&gt;1. i like playing with clay.&lt;br /&gt;2. it's interesting to see what plasticine can do, other than just getting stuck in people's nails.&lt;br /&gt;3.there are many different kinds of people in a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've seen what kind of attitude people can have while working in a group. You have some people just wanting to do all the fun things and then run off to find something else they want to do. and you have people who just think they're all important and you have to listen to them in whatever they want. and you have nice people at the back who just does whatever they are supposed to. and when you tell them to do something, they'll get it done immediately. and then you have some people who just don't care and do whatever they like, giving excuses like it's so troublesome and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a weird time of captain's ball at teens time today. The girls were the only ones playing it. kinda pathetic cos we were really in small numbers and then the ball kept flying downsatirs and lydia and gang had to go down to pick the ball, went climbing slopes and through bushes getting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5643298302919259693?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5643298302919259693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5643298302919259693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5643298302919259693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5643298302919259693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/hip-hop-boogie.html' title='hip hop boogie'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6542383037836669294</id><published>2008-06-04T01:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T03:40:55.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love riida.</title><content type='html'>i'm happy for one thing. at least i'm born in the same month as nino and we're just a few days apart:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for the claymation thing.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i realised janine was absent on the same dates as me :) i'm not alone.&lt;br /&gt;started learning how to shoot the clay and all. but for the rest of the time, we were just playing with the 'legend of what soap' thing. i had created this blue figurine with the plasticine and the rest just got all hyped-up, coming up with stories about mr soap. and then we came up with the wife and then the teeny weeny children. it was a blast. BOOM! and we got to animate their story, during the trial period/time/section/session. i had a cucumber, but i guess i gnashed it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ohno/riida/captain/oh-chan/oji-chan/ohno-kun.&lt;br /&gt;ah~!&lt;br /&gt;the ohno!!&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6542383037836669294?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6542383037836669294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6542383037836669294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6542383037836669294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6542383037836669294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-happy-for-one-thing.html' title='i love riida.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-4706460040258874084</id><published>2008-06-03T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:18:48.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>though i've been kinda sick for the past few days, (a lot of days actually) i've realised i haven't been really doing anything except to sleep and watch all the mago magos:) and then sleep then eat. haven't been up doing my homework and i don't know when i'll start. quionvejngjreiguiqwojcqnekmv. dramas after dramas, shows after shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i know, grandma's a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i don't even know what i'm talking about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-4706460040258874084?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4706460040258874084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=4706460040258874084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4706460040258874084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/4706460040258874084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2328554161372111317</id><published>2008-05-30T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:28:34.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- #2</title><content type='html'>still listening to &lt;em&gt;one love&lt;/em&gt; :) *smiles insanely*&lt;br /&gt; i've thought about this (well, i've been thinking a lot lately). i'm not going to blog a lot about how my day went or whatever rubbish anymore. i'll like to blog 'bout how i think. about things, of course. i think it makes things more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be great if my mum only allows me to go overseas with my friends for whatever reasons, exchange programmes or whatever it is :) but i know she wouldn't. so thats why i've already made a promise with my sis, when we grow up, we're gonna back-pack travel around japan. maybe for as long as we want. and then i'll want to go overseas to study. the arts? yea. i know it's gonna be tough, cos i've been living off my parents for the past 13 years. but i'll have to be independent one day. but i just couldn't stand it when she said none of us gets to live in other countries, we have to live with her for the rest of our lives. thats probably too torturing. i don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2328554161372111317?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2328554161372111317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2328554161372111317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2328554161372111317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2328554161372111317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/2_30.html' title='- #2'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-483477081935862636</id><published>2008-05-29T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:45:52.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>watched ohno's 24 hour tv.&lt;br /&gt;about him teaching 11 deaf students how to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that being deaf can make people happier. cos you won't get to hear all those bad things people say around you. you don't hear negative comments people make about you or others. but you don't get to enjoy music or hear voices from those close to you. it'll be good if our ears can just take in good things. then you won't get hurt or offended when others say hurtful things. but i've thought about it. if one day i really go deaf, even though i'll be really sad cos i can't listen to music anymore and can't sing anymore, but if thats to happen, i should still thank God for still giving me my eyes. i can still see pretty colours, i can still draw right. And if one day i'm really going blind, it's gonna be vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;but i should be thanking God i'm neither blind nor deaf:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get really hurt by what people say. And think they're just out to get me. maybe its not like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;, but it could be like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;. you know what's like to get a bleeding heart? (figure expression) yea. it's tough when you're the only person who gets targeted.&lt;br /&gt;but He's going to make a way.&lt;br /&gt;i need to hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished watching Ao no honoo.&lt;br /&gt;nice!! :)&lt;br /&gt;nino's a great talent.&lt;br /&gt;he's a great actor.&lt;br /&gt;ohno's a great dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gya~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-483477081935862636?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/483477081935862636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=483477081935862636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/483477081935862636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/483477081935862636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_29.html' title='-'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6662346977882878396</id><published>2008-05-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:44:14.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AO NO HONOO~!!</title><content type='html'>still running a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;not going to school and camp tomorrow. i might just die.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm down with hard sneezing.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to get better, then i don't have to pant like crazy when i walk up the stairs :(&lt;br /&gt;sneezed a couple of times during the oral passage reading today. i don't really know whether it'll affect my marks or not, but i think it's gonna leave certain impression on the teacher like 'this girl must have a sensitive nose!' or something like ' she's allergic to me'.&lt;br /&gt;but the great thing about being sick and staying at home is that i get to focus on watching the wonderful jdramas and movies. i've started on binbo danshi, gonna finish up yamada taro soon and then finish up ao no honoo (which is tonight), and then start on marathon. and by then, i guess ohno's new drama would be out, then i'ld focus all my attention on it. teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6662346977882878396?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6662346977882878396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6662346977882878396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6662346977882878396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6662346977882878396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/ao-no-honoo.html' title='AO NO HONOO~!!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3694760243449172072</id><published>2008-05-27T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:27:39.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food poisoning</title><content type='html'>as the header goes, i'm down with food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;stupid prawns.. i hate you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate stale prawns yesterday night and this is what i got this morning.&lt;br /&gt;theres oral exam tomorrow. i don't know what to do. i'm down with flu too. and fever.&lt;br /&gt;double &amp;amp;^%$#@!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started watching my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;binbo danshi&lt;/span&gt; with the so so so handsome oguri shun. wanted to get a horror film with oguri shun last sun, but then didn't. cos mummy thought that we'll be looking at the handsome oguri shun throughout the movie and not pay attention to the story which is kinda wasteful.&lt;br /&gt;tahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one love&lt;/span&gt; is indeed love:)&lt;br /&gt;so lovely and lovable. i'm in love with the lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3694760243449172072?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3694760243449172072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3694760243449172072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3694760243449172072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3694760243449172072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/food-poisoning.html' title='food poisoning'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6854888155121449670</id><published>2008-05-25T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:21:45.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-(nameless)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling super duper lethargic these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church this morn and then went roaming round about. Went to the botanic gardens for lunch. and then went to get some horror films, to be watched at home together.&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm here, they're still watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres still a lot of jdramas waiting for me to watch, but i never seem to be starting on them. maybe on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yukan club&lt;/span&gt; only. and i still have to continue my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yamada taro. &lt;/span&gt; those hotties are waiting for me to watch them X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6854888155121449670?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6854888155121449670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6854888155121449670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6854888155121449670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6854888155121449670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/nameless.html' title='-(nameless)'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2928687223368446441</id><published>2008-05-24T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:37:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meet-the-parents day!</title><content type='html'>my parents are not attending meet-the-parents day this year, again.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE SCHOOL MADE IT THAT ALL OF US HAS TO GO BACK TO TAKE OUR REPORT CARDS EVEN IF OUR PARENTS ARE NOT COMING. this is somehow a lil stupid. and now i have to go to school, pick the card and go home. all in my uniform. cos we can't wear anything else other than our uniforms to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with a sorethroat. and the lethargic-ness is killing me. i'm gonna start some drawing/painting when i get home, like how i promised i'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;i've thought about it : sometimes i'm too naive to think that when i grow up, being a full-time artist or something like that would fetch me money and give me a stable life. I don't think so now. like who would think this way? being a full-time artist means total devotion to art and in order to get good money from it, you'll have to be really good. For me, i'm not exactly 100% devoted to art, i have other things which i'm devoted to. Maybe when i grow up, i should follow what the 'peaks' profile thingy says : "public relations". Probably do some public relation thing, but revolves round the arts or something. i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;God will make the way:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2928687223368446441?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2928687223368446441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=2928687223368446441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2928687223368446441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/2928687223368446441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/meet-parents-day.html' title='meet-the-parents day!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1288178149626441615</id><published>2008-05-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T00:29:30.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAJC Concert~!</title><content type='html'>you know that feeling when your mum just tries to pick on you in whatever you say? thats the worst feeling mann. and my mum was like that on the way back home from VCH.&lt;br /&gt;i already had a lousy day and then the moment when i can finally go home, my parents were like ' you better get out of the place and find us at the carpark right now. if you're not coming out in 5 minutes we'll be going home.'. I JUST COULDN'T GET OUT AT &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; TIME. cos we all had to meet together at the foyer. and the moment i got into the car, my mum was like complaining about the school system always making the parents wait and all. (but come on, this has nothing to do with my school's system) and then she goes on by saying i'm not compromising and always making things difficult for them and all. and then she said next time i'll have to take a taxi home myself if theres is gonna be a concert like this again. well, i think sometimes they don't compromise too.&lt;br /&gt;^%$#@!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've decided i'm not going to talk back to my parents or say hurtful things in front of them anymore. because i've realised that if one day my parents are to be gone, i'm going to regret saying and doing all these things.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i didn't really talked back or say hurtful things:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the performance at the concert wasn't good. in my opinion. and their choir is so much better than ours. sigh sigh sigh and double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;we need to work real hard mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took so many pictures today with prysilllllla and melissa. and alyssa.&lt;br /&gt;haha, dumb pictures. cos we really dolled ourselves up and YES! we all looked pretty :D (muahahaha) and prysillla is super funny on the bus. we had a real good time doing stupid things. for example having fun laughing at the sign that is stuck to the glass window on the bus that would say " break ass to open" if we remove G and L from one word. hahahaha. i know its really o fun to laugh at for some people but yes, think its highly amusing.&lt;br /&gt;and my dark rings are really bad.&lt;br /&gt;make-up couldn't cover it up.&lt;br /&gt;and so in the end we had to use liquid foundation, it still revealed a whole lot of it, but was better anyway.&lt;br /&gt;its really tiring. the whole day. had a horrible tan under the sun for sports day today. and then we didn't get to bathe, all had to report back to school. so i just towel-cleaned myself in school. the worst thing number 2 was it gave me rashes.&lt;br /&gt;a lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i know its not easy being an idol. and no matter how fortunate or nice you think being a popular idol is, its not always like that.&lt;br /&gt;well, i used to think being a star is so much fun and all. but now i understand it's really tough and requires all your energy. and you have to be professional, hiding how you actually feel right beneath you, showing to people another you. well, that takes skills. and you have to be &lt;em&gt;enthu&lt;/em&gt; about everything you do in order to hang on tight. in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about this, i think i really need to use all my enthusiasm in whatever i do or take on right now. there were times when i really felt like giving up while doing something cos i get bored after managing it for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think thats right. i feel that if i've givin myself the opportunity or even a decision to do it, i should do it to my best and enjoy the process of it. not just thinking about how cruel life is or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;yea, this is good reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;i shall try being the person whom i really am:) and do things the way i'lldo it:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1288178149626441615?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1288178149626441615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1288178149626441615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1288178149626441615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1288178149626441615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/sajc-concert.html' title='SAJC Concert~!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6348988802295547443</id><published>2008-05-18T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:13:51.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arashi-dream-alive</title><content type='html'>HEY ALL!&lt;br /&gt;THEY HAD THEIR CONCERT YESTERDAY!!! in Osaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was out the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i really can't stand her attitude mann. Yea, what whatever?and what ___ _____ ____??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;sigh.&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/7010902303994766435-6348988802295547443?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6348988802295547443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6348988802295547443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6348988802295547443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6348988802295547443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/arashi-dream-alive.html' title='arashi-dream-alive'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-53277888921045997</id><published>2008-05-16T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:45:00.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha ha?</title><content type='html'>end of camp today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've got something to share and heres what i've been busy with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is ohno. on shukudaikun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC1K4aXASJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JlSlgJ47GDc/s1600-h/ans+ohno.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC1K4aXASJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JlSlgJ47GDc/s320/ans+ohno.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200895477691730066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he had this wonderful expression cos the guest said that her impression of him was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'ha ha ha ha?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teleman!(aiba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC1K4qXASKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dZwXlEYtQzg/s1600-h/aiba+ans.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC1K4qXASKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dZwXlEYtQzg/s320/aiba+ans.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200895481986697378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he was named as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teleman&lt;/span&gt; on the show. He was wearing the shirt thats why. i don't know who teleman is but i guess it should have something to do with america.&lt;br /&gt;and he was kinda pissed when nino kept mentioning about him being teleman. haha.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention that aiba actually sneezed while the angel dumplings dish thingy is being like introduced.&lt;br /&gt;so it went like: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this dumpling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SNEEZE!&lt;/span&gt;...hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2ZnaXASMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/44Xa29u9VUU/s1600-h/matsu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2ZnaXASMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/44Xa29u9VUU/s320/matsu.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982047052548290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Jun tried the next dish (teppanyaki  dumpling thingy).&lt;br /&gt;and this is what you get when you have Jun mouthing a really hot dumpling.&lt;br /&gt;after which he started huffing and puffing with the dumpling in his mouth and it went like a vehicle engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and when ohno tried the really hot dumpling too, he mouthed it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and this is the ohno you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2Xh6XASLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tlPDKYECHVM/s1600-h/6teee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2Xh6XASLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tlPDKYECHVM/s320/6teee.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200979753540012210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he suddenly kinda like push everything out of his mouth cos the dumpling is just too hot.&lt;br /&gt;i THINK only.&lt;br /&gt;if its me, i think i'll just cry, cos whenever it comes to hot stuff in my mouth, i'll just jump around and start tearing.&lt;br /&gt;{mann, so embarrassing..}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing, when Sho tried it, he mouthed it TOO and the whole thing fell out from his mouth again, cos it was too hot.&lt;br /&gt;those dumplings must be really hot. But according to them, they're delicious!&lt;br /&gt;power mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here comes the next dish: some funny yoghurt sauce dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2Zn6XASNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/omRXMFUyuR0/s1600-h/hahaha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2Zn6XASNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/omRXMFUyuR0/s320/hahaha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200982055642482898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno tried it.&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't describe the taste with words, he described it with an expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2a8qXASOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5ToB4Jxl4xw/s1600-h/hfhfhf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2a8qXASOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5ToB4Jxl4xw/s320/hfhfhf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200983511636396258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;wonder how come the dumplings were like making all of them like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sho and aiba ate more and more of the dumplings cos they couldn't get the taste or something.&lt;br /&gt;so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2brqXASPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NMi6tGqkwpk/s1600-h/fwee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2brqXASPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NMi6tGqkwpk/s320/fwee.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200984319090247922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, they were into foot massaging.&lt;br /&gt;and the guest tried on them. (thats what she said she could do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aiba's socks. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2cZqXASQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yaRlLA31UaY/s1600-h/New+Picture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2cZqXASQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/yaRlLA31UaY/s320/New+Picture.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200985109364230402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;it was super pain for aiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2dTaXASRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/auCTShgNvxM/s1600-h/New+Picture+%281%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2dTaXASRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/auCTShgNvxM/s320/New+Picture+%281%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200986101501675794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here comes the funniest part of all.&lt;br /&gt;she tried it on OHNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his expression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2edKXASSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rTurf-v0b4Y/s1600-h/New+Picture+%282%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2edKXASSI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rTurf-v0b4Y/s320/New+Picture+%282%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200987368517028130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then it was painful for him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQaXASTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DYNCE-1vGv8/s1600-h/New+Picture+%283%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQaXASTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/DYNCE-1vGv8/s320/New+Picture+%283%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200988248985323826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there he went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQaXASUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dFs_Nim7nR4/s1600-h/New+Picture+%284%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQaXASUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/dFs_Nim7nR4/s320/New+Picture+%284%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200988248985323842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQqXASVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ULFFVuos2N0/s1600-h/New+Picture+%285%29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC2fQqXASVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ULFFVuos2N0/s320/New+Picture+%285%29.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200988253280291154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he fell in between the sofas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;so this leads to the end of my post.&lt;br /&gt;crap, this is like the longest and most time consumed post i've ever made.&lt;br /&gt;but the nicest.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i know by story-telling skills are horrible.&lt;br /&gt;you probably still don't know how funny this was for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-53277888921045997?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/53277888921045997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=53277888921045997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/53277888921045997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/53277888921045997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/hahaha-ha_16.html' title='hahaha ha?'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SC1K4aXASJI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JlSlgJ47GDc/s72-c/ans+ohno.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8710104633057703310</id><published>2008-05-14T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:54:50.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>low.low.low.low:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;i think she's just too cocky. Like the i-know-i'm-good-at-everything attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;come on. It's not that you're totally good at everything. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;People have flaws too which includes you, but i think you just can't seem to know them. Well, we all do know them. But i think it won't be nice to name them all out. Thats mean and inconsiderate:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;but i don't think you'll get them even if we say it. Kinda stubborn.Even if you think you're it, things may not turn out that way too. People have different perspective but i thought yours is intolerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cccccc;"&gt;maybe sha knows what i'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was the first day of camp!!&lt;br /&gt;even though i've already taken part in the previous's leadership camp thing, but i thought having to learn what we havealready learnt helps us to remember the things better. Like re-learning it helps instill it in me:D &lt;br /&gt;YEA!&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't at all not nice cos we already know the trainers and having to spend another 3 days with them is quite enjoyable too. Had a wonderful time with the GAAAAAAANG, dancing to the &lt;em&gt;low low low low&lt;/em&gt; song. HAHA You never know what they're up to, i was the one getting all pressed down. and somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and westudied bout' values today.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i crossed out family.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was in a couple of dilemmas and the prilala highlighter in my hand went right across the 'family' grid when shu was counting down from last 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:~!@#$%"&gt;~!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;i've got a feeling i'm pissed. Cos thats not my family's problem , thats me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a selfish person. at home. Yea, i'm sure my sis finds the sentence true.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;(no, i sell prawns.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd never cross out aesthetics, creativity, humor and spirituality, cos' i think i'll probably be dead already without them.&lt;br /&gt;yea. And right after that, we had a hard time of choir.&lt;br /&gt;cos many people couldn't make it for the SAJC choir concert performance as the guest choir.&lt;br /&gt;ms grace almost had it cancelled off. Luckily she didn't, priscilla would have just melted right at her spot if ms grace did cancel it. I'm happy she didn't. thats a GOOD EXPERIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;and also our first time being a guest choir. and i miss singing in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;i'm super sad cos the sec 4s are not with us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, no more sec 4s is equal to softer sound and a weaker tone and all. They're fabulous singers and i can tell the choir has been relying on them for quite a while. So, when they leave, the choir topples. i hope not but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to the crisis, a lot of people couldn't make it, so we spend a few hours today, just discussing about it.&lt;br /&gt;i was really like________(i don't know how to say it &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;) but i felt really sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;as in like she has just stepped up as the teacher-in-charge for choir and i know she thinks it must be her thats why all the bad things are happening.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the fault lies with us too. (i think i need to search myself as well.)&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and melissa is so pissed with the sec 1s. well, i've never ever liked the batch below us.&lt;br /&gt;bunch of _______ whatever it is.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8710104633057703310?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8710104633057703310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8710104633057703310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8710104633057703310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8710104633057703310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/lowlowlowlow.html' title='low.low.low.low:)'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-9049816335264546258</id><published>2008-05-12T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T04:41:52.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-#2</title><content type='html'>this is a follow-up post to the previous one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that theres this Sistic Barney show that falls on my birthday. Well, i was wondering if that means i'm fated to be with &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or something. However, i think that'll obviously be a nightmare. i hate barney..mummy told me that i used to be as silly as that dinosaur and love it so much. But i was kinda glad when somebody told me Barney died in a car accident:)&lt;br /&gt;but i know how the kids feel. Right now, after exams, (to continue) i'll satrt on my a-addiction again. theres still so much to find out about them and they're fabulous!! and then i'm gonna sleep for 24 hours. seriously, i can feel my eyebags engulfing my eyes already. If they continue to grow heavier, i think you won't even be able to see my face. Well, thats exaggerating. (Theres nothing thats NOT exaggerated when you've got your old good matee here)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;lets take a look at my post exams schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th May- Sec 2 camp.&lt;br /&gt;???   May- end of Sec 2 camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blanks out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd May- claymation thing&lt;br /&gt;2nd   June- claymation thing&lt;br /&gt;3rd   June- claymation thing&lt;br /&gt;4th   June- claymation thing&lt;br /&gt;5th   June- claymation&lt;br /&gt;6th   June- claymation thing&lt;br /&gt;8th   June- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th June- Church camp&lt;br /&gt;*blanks out again*&lt;br /&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mann, i've no idea whats going on after that.&lt;br /&gt;ah~ anything.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, TOOD then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-9049816335264546258?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9049816335264546258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=9049816335264546258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9049816335264546258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/9049816335264546258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/2.html' title='-#2'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3545535488879707566</id><published>2008-05-12T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T03:38:35.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>went to school for the leadership training course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHEN IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MARKING DAY&lt;/span&gt; TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's another marking day too, at least.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun, frankly.&lt;br /&gt;did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; crappy games. and had so many teabreaks. the lunch was fabulous, we had nice, crispy fried chicken wings:D i wanted to write that in the feedback form but i don't think it'll work, cos they didn't order lunch for us, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mrs kwok&lt;/span&gt; did. Well, but we didn't exactly learn a lot on leadership but more towards other things like goals and ambitions. Then why exactly did they name it leadership? Anyway, it did work out that right after exams, i'm starting on my self-teaching piano and of course learning jap. WONDERFUL ISN'T IT?! IT DOES FEEL GOOD WHEN EXAMS ARE OVER.&lt;br /&gt;and you start dwelling a lot on so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; many wonderful shows featuring the wonderful arashi. I'm certainly going on a jdrama and jmovie rampage soon. teehee~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3545535488879707566?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3545535488879707566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3545535488879707566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3545535488879707566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3545535488879707566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_12.html' title='-'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-3426743279659902986</id><published>2008-05-11T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T03:44:23.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>bleh~!&lt;br /&gt;hey ALL.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;exams are OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i don't sound like it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sooooo tired i'm going to let go the post, i'm not typing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;:|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-3426743279659902986?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/3426743279659902986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=3426743279659902986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3426743279659902986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/3426743279659902986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-9001553080664060910</id><published>2008-05-07T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T06:06:52.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>they're my #1!</title><content type='html'>yay~!&lt;br /&gt;finished lit and science paper:):):):)&lt;br /&gt;deborah was so funny on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;we were so so so happy lit paper was over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;deborah: yay! i'm so happy lit paper is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;deborah: * looks at me and SMILE insanely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;me: *looks back and SMILE insanely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up bursting out in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;she looks like a chipmunk when she smiles/laugh.&lt;br /&gt;not trying to be mean, but i'm your friend, debbo!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so interesting taking the bus home with her:D&lt;br /&gt;debbo's a frank person. compared to me.&lt;br /&gt;now i know whats frank.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not a frank person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said i look like a native speak-dialect person.&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%&lt;br /&gt;it could mean i'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ah-lian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;double !@#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind anyway:P&lt;br /&gt;its just how God made me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to watch HNAC today.&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday's late night video of HNAC was funnier.&lt;br /&gt;kinda tried explaining it to sha, but i failed like super badly.&lt;br /&gt;she wasn't laughing.&lt;br /&gt;but i do like the : &lt;b&gt;[ne~ne~ne~! *waves toy train around* ]&lt;/b&gt;  part.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i laughed out my kidneys yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suuuuuper funnayye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, changed my blog pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh my! how i love the ohno face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-9001553080664060910?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/9001553080664060910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=9001553080664060910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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but no i'm not doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;i studied macbeth &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; in class today.&lt;br /&gt;and managed to went through twice. but i think i forgot everything already D:&lt;br /&gt;anyway, gonna start IH today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;but here i am, fiddling with the computer.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post more after exams.&lt;br /&gt;tood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7021566794823178303?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7021566794823178303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7021566794823178303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7021566794823178303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7021566794823178303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7124884582892154345</id><published>2008-05-02T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:04:03.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arashi arashi for dream!</title><content type='html'>read ohno's butai's translation this morning.&lt;br /&gt;W-O-A-H!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, started watching vs arashi last night, with my sister. and my brother.&lt;br /&gt;yea, its super wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;and i've not even started on my work yet. well, that'll be today, after i finished watching  episode 3 for vs arashi first.&lt;br /&gt;taaaahaaa~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful dream last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7124884582892154345?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7124884582892154345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7124884582892154345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7124884582892154345'/><link 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was supposed to be science day.&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to collect some nice new arashi pictures:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6756653428469124637?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6756653428469124637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=6756653428469124637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6756653428469124637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/6756653428469124637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/05/toohoo.html' title='toohoo'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8294168953264897048</id><published>2008-04-28T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:37:35.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr. person who fries rice</title><content type='html'>i came up with a totally original drama script during the bus ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: hello all! i'm a B.I.M.B.O! *yaddles yaddles yaddles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bimbo comes out: you'll never be as bimbo as me!! muahahaha. cos i have drank the legendary bimbo soup that is 100% bim and 100% bo. muahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: *sulks* and does the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haiyier &lt;/span&gt;thingy.&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to search for the legendary bimbo soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walks to a hawker center. went to the stall selling fried rice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: hey mister...person who fries rice..? yea you! erm, i'm searching for the legendary bimbo soup, that is 100% bim and 100% bo.....and that comes with a 50% discount....&lt;br /&gt;and its pink.&lt;br /&gt;do you have it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rice fryer: no, but i do have one thats 200%bim and 200% bo that comes with a 80% discount but its blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: is blue... pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rice fryer: no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: 80% discount, so expensive! 50% cheaper mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bimbo: thank you mr person who fries rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and walks away.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't thought of how to continue yet:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, thats thought up by total randomness.&lt;br /&gt;had chinese paper today.&lt;br /&gt;not talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just read a scanlation.&lt;br /&gt;haha, ohno is super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked what kind of outfit he wants his girlfriend to wear, he replied : " t-shirt and shorts cos shes sensitive to the heat.(laughs)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when asked what present he'll expect from he's girlfriend when they go out together on valentine's. he replied: "T-shirt and shorts cos she wants me to dress like her.(laughs)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, its super funny for person he's age to answer like that.&lt;br /&gt;funnayye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8294168953264897048?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8294168953264897048/comments/default' 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term='family'/><title type='text'>imma' chinese!</title><content type='html'>theres chinese exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really study and don't really feel like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;ah~~&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mummy said i have chinese features.&lt;br /&gt;like i've got chinese eyes and chinese nose and chinese lips and all.&lt;br /&gt;I'M A CHINESE!&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a family outing today.&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have wore slippers.&lt;br /&gt;now the blisters are itching and painful.&lt;br /&gt;went to so many places.&lt;br /&gt;went for breakfast. and saw a friend.&lt;br /&gt;went to kent ridge park to play around with mummy's camera and see army tanks and all.&lt;br /&gt;the tanks created by the what Singapore technological engineering company and daddy claimed it was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(but i thought he's was kinetics?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, took so many photos with my randomness:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;theres a me kissing grandma one&lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to this market place and grandma was so excited cos everything was soooo cheap.&lt;br /&gt;like 5 cucumbers for 50 cents.&lt;br /&gt;she's always excited when it comes to vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to west coast park cos we managed to convince mummy that west coast park is funner and has nicer beach sand:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was super hot.&lt;br /&gt;my whole face is like burning pink now.&lt;br /&gt;i admit theres a lot of playgrounds and all.&lt;br /&gt;theres also a lot of burning sand.&lt;br /&gt;the sand was so hot once it gets into your slippers it'll cook your feet.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and sand got into edward's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a mean sister.&lt;br /&gt;i had a fight with ed there.&lt;br /&gt;cos he scratched my face while trying to get hold the banana sticker i pasted on my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;so i scratched back:)&lt;br /&gt;yea, i'm a meanie eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, went to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not telling what i ate cos i think my nose will bleed tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to supermarket again and ta daa! BACK HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;and what happened yesterday was:&lt;br /&gt;went for teens time.&lt;br /&gt;had back-up singing (with johnathan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and was late for practice and i was so dead.&lt;br /&gt;cs i think everybody was super angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;but i was lost.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find where they were:(&lt;br /&gt; and i'm too lazy to type what happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;gyyyyyyyya o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;i've got ugly eye bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i love grandma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1309666826813931275?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1309666826813931275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1309666826813931275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1309666826813931275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1309666826813931275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/imma-chinese.html' title='imma&apos; chinese!'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-1783221984856339400</id><published>2008-04-25T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:03:57.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohno'/><title type='text'>freestyle</title><content type='html'>when i grow up&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have my own art exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;no, wait, i want to constantly do art pieces.&lt;br /&gt;like ohno's.&lt;br /&gt;he's my role model:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now, i always come up with tons of excuses not starting on pieces.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'll have to find time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAD ENGLISH PAPER TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;i screwed everything.&lt;br /&gt;but not compo or speech, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll just leave the rest to god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-1783221984856339400?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1783221984856339400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=1783221984856339400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1783221984856339400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/1783221984856339400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/freestyle.html' title='freestyle'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-8856338793768673830</id><published>2008-04-21T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T06:55:04.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if only we could travel back in time:(</title><content type='html'>this week's gonna be 'stress week'.&lt;br /&gt;cos exams starts this friday.&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i'm still not half-way through revision. i seriously cannot wait for exams to be over and i won't have that aww-mann mood and i think i'm becoming more, lets just say its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cos i can't do whatever i like now, everything i do i have to do it for exams.&lt;br /&gt;well, not exactly. i think its best to feel positive during the examinations period:)&lt;br /&gt;but well, i'll try:) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lets see what i did today:&lt;br /&gt;1. stayed back to take compre test.&lt;br /&gt;2. went home&lt;br /&gt;3. homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. its so boring.&lt;br /&gt;my life's rotting. thats why i said i can't wait for exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;and exams coming means no more arashi drooling and glueing my eyes to the screen to investigate how totally awesome(and hot) they are.&lt;br /&gt;well, i think i still can.&lt;br /&gt;provided i rush through revision sessions and all.&lt;br /&gt;and thats impossible.&lt;br /&gt;GYA~!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think its so so so so super duper important to include God during this period.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes it just seem that he's not interested, in mine.&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;and i think i'll be failing everything by the end of next term.&lt;br /&gt;mann, its the return of negative-me. (part 2)&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dum dee dum dee dum&lt;/span&gt;, i'll still hold on tight! *squeeze!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adlin is another sweet monster.&lt;br /&gt;we started like writing notes and letters to each other in class. not just her lah, elza's in it too.&lt;br /&gt;and so many others. i shan't name. my fingers will ache.&lt;br /&gt;and we write stuff like elza being cheap.&lt;br /&gt;yea, a new name : cheapo elza.&lt;br /&gt;and about boring lessons and sitting arrangement in class.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and then she'll start YADAlling about her wonbin thingy and i'll start mine.&lt;br /&gt;and then we fight over whether japan or korea is better.&lt;br /&gt;well, i resolved to saying: both sides are equal!&lt;br /&gt;and then she'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;funny eh?&lt;br /&gt;adlin has all sorts of fanciful things and i'll just go over to her to grab some and then we'll satrt writing again.&lt;br /&gt;like she has cute stickers which i'm terribly fond of like those bunnies with heart shaped eyes. and weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;from daiso. she bought them there.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll snatch it form her.&lt;br /&gt;well, shes nice to give them to me in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;and i sat next to her during IH today.&lt;br /&gt;haha, we were having fun.&lt;br /&gt;like talking and whatsoever. ah yes, fiddling through her pencil case (my next new hobby.)&lt;br /&gt;and she has tons of super duper ultra special highlighters.&lt;br /&gt;those clickies ones?&lt;br /&gt;yea, at least i feel relaxed while clicking it consistently at a speed of 5 clicks per second..&lt;br /&gt;haha, weird.&lt;br /&gt;anyanyanyway, i needa sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;a long way to go tomorrow but before that, gonna show jingying the nice arashi pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; nino! yes, with the new hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SAybc7GT2VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/25Ylt6iB3Lk/s1600-h/cap009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SAybc7GT2VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/25Ylt6iB3Lk/s320/cap009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191695391654140242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno SATOSHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SAyb-LGT2WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XzeOeaZWo8w/s1600-h/ghrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 364px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SAyb-LGT2WI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XzeOeaZWo8w/s320/ghrd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191695962884790626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE CLICK ON THIS IMAGE FOR A NICER VIEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-8856338793768673830?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8856338793768673830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=8856338793768673830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8856338793768673830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/8856338793768673830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-only-we-could-travel-back-in-time.html' title='if only we could travel back in time:('/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</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://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SAybc7GT2VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/25Ylt6iB3Lk/s72-c/cap009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-7541730046901079560</id><published>2008-04-18T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:05:43.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i needa sleep.</title><content type='html'>hey all.&lt;br /&gt;accumulated all the tiredness from OM.&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep them away. later.&lt;br /&gt;you can never imagine the tiredness i'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;erm..maybe you can:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today's friday! and i was totally high today!&lt;br /&gt;we had a great+high time in the canteen today before the comm meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real funny things happened.&lt;br /&gt;we started talking about things that happened when we were young and then we started talking about shasha always closing her mouth when she yawns.&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha, she looks really funny when she does that. i was telling them all about it.&lt;br /&gt;and then..&lt;br /&gt;elza spitted everything in her mouth while she was laughing.&lt;br /&gt;erm, purple grape juice came out.yes, a brand name.&lt;br /&gt;whats more, i bet theres a purple green tea one.&lt;br /&gt;teahea.&lt;br /&gt;and we were all so high, scraping the cream off pocky sticks with our teeth and them comparing them with each other's. then laughing at the black mess we accumulated on our teeth.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;comm meeting was great. but alyssa and i were still high.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;but i was supposed to focus.&lt;br /&gt;well, writing a big 'FOCUS' on the piece of paper didn't remind me to focus.&lt;br /&gt;i played more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;our school has grrrrrreat food.&lt;br /&gt;like beehoon omelette. and lotsa stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;mann, i'm not suppose to, but i'm munching on chips now.&lt;br /&gt;well, goodbye diet, hello calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to do my music project after the meeting.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i was alone to do it cos ophelia left when i came.&lt;br /&gt;we're halfway done and next week's the submission.&lt;br /&gt;:)  !@#$%^&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 'the space' for science lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;doing about the topic on light.&lt;br /&gt;mr chua switched off all the lights and all we could see and hear was pitch black and shamini screaming.&lt;br /&gt;and shes sitting right behind me.&lt;br /&gt;notice the word 'right' in the above sentence.&lt;br /&gt;and we had a really fun time playing with the mirror and reflection.&lt;br /&gt;well, i was standing next to sarah.&lt;br /&gt;which according to adlin is called ' super kawaii'.&lt;br /&gt;yea, now talking about adlin, she sms me this morning telling me her comp crashed and she can't burn the disc for me.&lt;br /&gt;for my project.&lt;br /&gt;and today was suppose to be the submission.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;shes too nice and nice to hug.&lt;br /&gt;well, i love her.&lt;br /&gt;and japan:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'm gonna lose my voice by munching on the chips consistently.&lt;br /&gt;yea, a WILL.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder would it be fun if i should answer calls in japanese and make the other party think that she has dialled the wrong number and is talking to a jap.&lt;br /&gt;teahea, i think i &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;must&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should not&lt;/span&gt; try.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be having a time of a-addiction or probably a sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S oh, and elza kinda like p*** in her pants today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not telling you what it is.&lt;br /&gt;but its definitely not poop.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm sorry elza. i love you but i just can't stop laughing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-7541730046901079560?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7541730046901079560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=7541730046901079560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7541730046901079560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/7541730046901079560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-needa-sleep.html' title='i needa sleep.'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-5495918572205143773</id><published>2008-04-16T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T05:04:41.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teeth tooth toothed</title><content type='html'>had a sickening time at the dentist's today.&lt;br /&gt;mann, i hate those stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-5495918572205143773?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/5495918572205143773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7010902303994766435&amp;postID=5495918572205143773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5495918572205143773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7010902303994766435/posts/default/5495918572205143773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/2008/04/teeth-tooth-toothed.html' title='teeth tooth toothed'/><author><name>oh that love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00254541068211304348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-66698058123340343</id><published>2008-04-15T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T04:58:35.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hair hair everywhere.</title><content type='html'>first of all, lets talk about hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;check out nino's new hair!&lt;br /&gt;he looks so much nicer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASW7PlsDnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/h8Rvt_998_k/s1600-h/0000d7y4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASW7PlsDnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/h8Rvt_998_k/s320/0000d7y4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189438615178710642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohno's new butai hair!! gya~!  O-O&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASXJPlsDqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/c_5iGrv-d8U/s1600-h/6a00e3989d29b5000300f48d05aca90001-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASXJPlsDqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/c_5iGrv-d8U/s320/6a00e3989d29b5000300f48d05aca90001-500pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189438855696879266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres another one.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASW-vlsDoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T8PwJAUO2so/s1600-h/6a00e3989d29b5000300e398e884760004-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASW-vlsDoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/T8PwJAUO2so/s320/6a00e3989d29b5000300e398e884760004-500pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189438675308252802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've decided to come up with a planner to help me study for exams.&lt;br /&gt;so these are my wanna-do [s]:&lt;br /&gt;1. finish up my planner&lt;br /&gt;2.get started with my planner&lt;br /&gt;3. watch Ao no Honoo (another great drama with handsome young nino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far theres 3!&lt;br /&gt;three! the magic number.&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and off i go now, to do my planner and then slack for the day.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be follow-planner day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-66698058123340343?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/66698058123340343/comments/default' 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FNP1dWpIHK4/SASW7PlsDnI/AAAAAAAAAFc/h8Rvt_998_k/s72-c/0000d7y4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-6295976256532571799</id><published>2008-04-14T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:21:11.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the doctor's today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stayed home doing all my homework.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i am still going into my a-addiction.&lt;br /&gt;after i finished all my work and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rested&lt;/span&gt; enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mann, i hate graphs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. &lt;br /&gt;thats life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-6295976256532571799?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010902303994766435.post-2702685688495722521</id><published>2008-04-13T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:26:14.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>either  too bad or too sad</title><content type='html'>i am in total flu now.&lt;br /&gt;i can't make it to school tomorrow. everybody is sick around me and i caught it.&lt;br /&gt;especially edward, he has fever.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't even finish my work yet.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably contract fever tonight or whatsoever later.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;however, I LOVE MY NEW LAYOUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has been great lately (well, not my flu).&lt;br /&gt;we went for the OM competition.&lt;br /&gt;and despite not winning the champion, we won 3rd place.&lt;br /&gt;i was disappointed in the first place cos we really put in a lot of effort but thinking back, we should be happy, cos the period when we'll leave for states is the exam period.&lt;br /&gt;well, God knows whats best for us doesn't He?&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days, all of the OMpeeps stayed back in school until really late.&lt;br /&gt;until night.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, i really had a great deal of fun during those hours.&lt;br /&gt;even though rehearsing the drama over and over again is tiring, especially when i just couldn't get it, i had a really great time!&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing was that we could eat in the design studio.&lt;br /&gt;Food = Energy input&lt;br /&gt;energy input = energy output.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;we had a wonderful time of spending time with one another.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet all of us know one another better than ever before now!&lt;br /&gt;i still think our drama is the best and funniest even thought the whole thingy is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hmph, i don't care!&lt;br /&gt;*crosses my arms*&lt;br /&gt;*smirks*&lt;br /&gt;*smile*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, we had a great time at ACS as well.&lt;br /&gt;seeing other groups with their props and all.&lt;br /&gt;and their performances as well.&lt;br /&gt;i must say some  did really really well.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still proud of smss:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin came over on sat.&lt;br /&gt;cos today is grandma's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;well, not exactly, its suppose to be next sunday but i don't know why, it became today.&lt;br /&gt;they said today is suppose to be the birthday party for the birthday girl:D&lt;br /&gt;and now she returned back already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had international friendship day on fri.&lt;br /&gt;yea, i did an impromptu performance. &lt;i&gt;with karyne&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the laptop crashed.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;no friendship bands this year nor any japanese related information.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;or i'll die.&lt;br /&gt;its really miserable to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope shasha doesn't get bored in class tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7010902303994766435-2702685688495722521?l=ohthatlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohthatlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2702685688495722521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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