<?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-23783619</id><updated>2011-10-23T16:18:06.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance &amp; DANCE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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>334</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-6826831987391069160</id><published>2011-05-22T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T01:31:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I sat back.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of all that I've done. All the sacrifices that I have made.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered, does it still worth it? Am I regretting it...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to do anymore God.&lt;br /&gt;History always repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, to stop this hurt from coming over and over again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6826831987391069160?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6826831987391069160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6826831987391069160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6826831987391069160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6826831987391069160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-sat-back.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4655105143411274918</id><published>2011-01-22T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T02:27:44.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTnIUpoETLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HSBo5yxJTP4/s1600/Living4GodsGlory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTnIUpoETLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HSBo5yxJTP4/s320/Living4GodsGlory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564699071689804978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day to remember!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;God's glory has indeed poured down over me.&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand this "many are called, but few are chosen"&lt;br /&gt;We are not chosen just any oh how~&lt;br /&gt;But it is when we choose to take a step towards God, trusting Him with all of our life and all of our hearts, then He will unleash His plans for us, using us for the greater of His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Being so limited in my comfort zone, I experience a breakthrough, just last year. where I had to start loving. But it is also that choice, that "yes God, please teach me how to love. " that really made God take 10000000 steps toward me and really imparted me with miracles.&lt;br /&gt;I never regretted making such decision.&lt;br /&gt;A decision to accept,&lt;br /&gt;to love,&lt;br /&gt;to forigve,&lt;br /&gt;to have mercy,&lt;br /&gt;to pray,&lt;br /&gt;to serve,&lt;br /&gt;to give,&lt;br /&gt;to be there.&lt;br /&gt;That this transformation, it's not just a transformation of an ordinary person. But a transformation through an extraordinary God.&lt;br /&gt;Glory to glory it says.&lt;br /&gt;Greater things are in place for everyone. It's a matter of choice still.&lt;br /&gt;When we choose to walk, run and soar, He will be glorified, and we will receive that glory.&lt;br /&gt;My new journey has began. Yes, an exciting journey. With many trials and tribulations coming up. With many awesome experiences. With a trusting heart, and a thirsty soul.&lt;br /&gt;God, continue to come and teach me.&lt;br /&gt;I will become stronger in You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4655105143411274918?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4655105143411274918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4655105143411274918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4655105143411274918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4655105143411274918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-day-to-remember-gods-glory-has.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTnIUpoETLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/HSBo5yxJTP4/s72-c/Living4GodsGlory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-2348062702073511556</id><published>2011-01-18T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:45:53.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTWmFA704mI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JKNCTYyO7NI/s1600/Ecclesiastes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTWmFA704mI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JKNCTYyO7NI/s320/Ecclesiastes.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563535519766602338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;br /&gt;Everything has its time.&lt;br /&gt;1. To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; there is a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; season&lt;/span&gt;, A time for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every purpose&lt;/span&gt; under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;2. A time to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;born&lt;/span&gt;, And a time to die; A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plant&lt;/span&gt;, And a time to pluck what is planted;&lt;br /&gt;3. A time to kill, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heal&lt;/span&gt;; A time to break down, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;build up&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;4. A time to weep, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;; A time to mourn, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;5. A time to cast away stones, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gather stones&lt;/span&gt;; A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;embrace,&lt;/span&gt; And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;6. A time to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gain&lt;/span&gt;, And a time to lose; A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;keep&lt;/span&gt;, And a time to throw away;&lt;br /&gt;7. A time to tear, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sew&lt;/span&gt;; A time to keep silence, And a time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;8. A time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, And a time to hate; A time of war, And a time of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it is very true. Dichotomy, it says. A time of our seasons will come. And all we can do is slowly build up to withstand every adversities, every negativities. Because at the end of the time of all these adversities, the time of blessings will arrive. Like, the night will eventually turn into the day. We just need to lean upon God for all His glory covers us from those adversities, and we'll be able to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;Be it spring, summer, autumn or winter, they won't stay there forever. They just keep changing, and changing. Likewise, we humans must also keep changing, but we have to change to become stronger, and stronger. Not just carnally, but spiritually. Stronger in Faith, in Love and in Hope.&lt;br /&gt;We don't realise because we don't see in the eyes of God. Where God has already painted the whole view in front of Him. The whole view of our life, and our purpose. The whole view, where one cannot see it, unless trusting in God to remove the veil.&lt;br /&gt;Our paths are everywhere. But they all lead to one ending. That is to God.&lt;br /&gt;Some will take the longer way, some will take a shorter way. &lt;br /&gt;But we know, everyone will be there at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep pressing on, and keep moving on. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2348062702073511556?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2348062702073511556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2348062702073511556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2348062702073511556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2348062702073511556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2011/01/ecclesiastes-31-8-everything-has-its.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTWmFA704mI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/JKNCTYyO7NI/s72-c/Ecclesiastes.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-8337748770495050442</id><published>2011-01-16T23:55:00.047+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:43:48.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A picture paints a thousand words. This is my awesome cell group. &amp;amp; I love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMfph83KfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Iau_ghkQNwE/s1600/67491_494650265218_633860218_7601506_6606922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMfph83KfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Iau_ghkQNwE/s1600/67491_494650265218_633860218_7601506_6606922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMfph83KfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Iau_ghkQNwE/s320/67491_494650265218_633860218_7601506_6606922_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562824763081435634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMfaWMiYcI/AAAAAAAAAUA/h7zfb0u2WKg/s1600/76612_461888066064_539131064_5862876_419185_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMXAvDWtEI/AAAAAAAAAPI/0BTxL2wS2t8/s320/168316_488976818630_587058630_5774487_1632728_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562815266130670658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have come far. 2011 it's gonna be even more awesome for all of us!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMVPcaY8HI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Vo4oaGbIdGg/s1600/35339_450814905218_633860218_6587655_530744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMVjsKG-xI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4oMWQ-hwY6k/s1600/47158_466154920218_633860218_7020735_3035107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMVjxdfJXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/zIpnx3CkRQ4/s1600/73021_462908168630_587058630_5386489_1386248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8337748770495050442?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8337748770495050442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8337748770495050442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8337748770495050442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8337748770495050442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2011/01/picture-paints-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TTMfph83KfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/Iau_ghkQNwE/s72-c/67491_494650265218_633860218_7601506_6606922_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-576691090687589865</id><published>2011-01-04T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:31:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just hanging by a thread..&lt;br /&gt;Like the more I hold on, the more it's gonna break.&lt;br /&gt;What could possibly happen.&lt;br /&gt;Where will all my efforts go.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to know it, by I couldn't confirm it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-576691090687589865?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/576691090687589865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=576691090687589865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/576691090687589865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/576691090687589865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-just-hanging-by-thread.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4100133504185334365</id><published>2010-12-26T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:44:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TRYbTTF413I/AAAAAAAAAOY/sjLxgwXyU9w/s1600/156387_10150106044650219_633860218_7949307_2353081_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TRYbTTF413I/AAAAAAAAAOY/sjLxgwXyU9w/s320/156387_10150106044650219_633860218_7949307_2353081_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554657208764520306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Indeed, Your the reason for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving thanks to You, is the most honourable thing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Loving You has awesomely changed my entire perspective of life.&lt;br /&gt;Having You, is like having the whole world to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Being used by You, is what I'm always seeking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes I feel out of place,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel alone,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel neglected,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel hurt,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel excited,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel crashed,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I feel nonchalant,&lt;br /&gt;You never let go of me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite letting 3 fingers off while holding you, You never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's when I put them back in place and cling on to You regardless what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true, choices are the most powerful gifts You have given me.&lt;br /&gt;But there's something even more precious, more worthy, and more prevailing.&lt;br /&gt;That is the birth of the Most High.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; with this gift, I'm found and love.&lt;br /&gt;With this birth, the Light of the world is even clearer than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful to be found by Him. Setting me apart even before I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that He placed so many special people into my life.&lt;br /&gt;My family, and my 2nd family.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my whole life have I felt so complete, so true, so adored.&lt;br /&gt;Putting all together, it's like my life had its turning point (:&lt;br /&gt;Life's gonna be like a roller coaster but I'm very sure, trusting Him will make everything worthy of the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, He truly blessed me with the ones qualified to be called the "i'll-be-there-for-you"&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not sure about one who always says that he/she will be there, but I'm sure He will be there.&lt;br /&gt;He will be there to provide me with those who also will be there.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there too, for anybody. because the broken promise of being there by the one you love is most tormenting than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, He manages to heal all inner wounds. :D&lt;br /&gt;I know things will get better. I'll try, I hope he/she does too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS THOUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;((((: &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4100133504185334365?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4100133504185334365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4100133504185334365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4100133504185334365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4100133504185334365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/12/indeed-your-reason-for-season.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TRYbTTF413I/AAAAAAAAAOY/sjLxgwXyU9w/s72-c/156387_10150106044650219_633860218_7949307_2353081_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-5493351790091320650</id><published>2010-12-20T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:20:19.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TQ4vkJVYA0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/bUV9f8t6nWw/s1600/love_is_blind_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TQ4vkJVYA0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/bUV9f8t6nWw/s320/love_is_blind_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552427688621769538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to love just as You have first Loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've taught me just the right way it is. &amp;amp; I have learnt to love.&lt;br /&gt;These 2 days of candlelight service, I'm implementing all that I have learnt to those new friends, and actually, with Your guidance, I actually did it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;It's really great, to love and be loved!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, for all of You is sufficient to me.&lt;br /&gt;Still praying and believing for a great harvest and retention.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5493351790091320650?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5493351790091320650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5493351790091320650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5493351790091320650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5493351790091320650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-choose-to-love-just-as-you-have-first.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TQ4vkJVYA0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/bUV9f8t6nWw/s72-c/love_is_blind_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-1136716633743192795</id><published>2010-11-02T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T23:57:06.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TNAyK4Ik4HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KRwEHqJE2no/s1600/Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TNAyK4Ik4HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KRwEHqJE2no/s320/Cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534979104486776946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of that, I had my most unhappy birthday last year.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet 16 isn't sweet afterall.&lt;br /&gt;I had my O levels.&lt;br /&gt;At this time last year, I'm studying for my history paper.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that day itself, only 1 friend came to wish me personally a happy birthday in school.&lt;br /&gt;Because I was insignificant in people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody care, and somewhat I became so hard, I didn't care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;To the truth, I always tried my best to play a part in my friend's life, be it big or small.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be there for them. But there's always certain obstructions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hated the devil for creating all these obstruction and blocked out my way to get to people and making them all think that I don't give a damn in their life and end up getting damned in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I think, maybe it's just not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to have great birthday celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to have great presents.&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to have long birthday messages.&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to have people there to wish you personally.&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to be happy during the special day itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too many of these until I finally gave up and say&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna give me a good birthday memory then give it, if you don't want then get out of my sight because I don't wanna care anymore. Birthdays, aren't important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost that excitement saying, it's my birthday tomorrow/today.&lt;br /&gt;Because it just feels like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm ready to put all the 16 years of hatred and past and good memories and what not behind me, and move on to my 17th year of new living, new stories, new breakthroughs. An ending with a new beginning. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for everything that happen, else I am never me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to all the scorpio babies! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1136716633743192795?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1136716633743192795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1136716633743192795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1136716633743192795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1136716633743192795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/11/come-to-think-of-that-i-had-my-most.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TNAyK4Ik4HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/KRwEHqJE2no/s72-c/Cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-6038964245479234518</id><published>2010-10-31T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:38:00.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TMxI_00_P7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/66ywoSHafTM/s1600/LostLogo_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TMxI_00_P7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/66ywoSHafTM/s320/LostLogo_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533878303481348018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;Help me o Lord, walk this with me.&lt;br /&gt;I really really need You now.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's crashing on me more than before.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta trust You, to put the right ones into my life again.&lt;br /&gt;Help me, separate those who You want me to be with and those who You don't want me to be with, with a define line.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, for being always there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6038964245479234518?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6038964245479234518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6038964245479234518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6038964245479234518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6038964245479234518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-so-lost-in-this-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TMxI_00_P7I/AAAAAAAAAN8/66ywoSHafTM/s72-c/LostLogo_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-3431510374347142233</id><published>2010-10-17T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:44:39.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLnUiJFVS7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bqeOADvpn84/s1600/feel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLnUiJFVS7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bqeOADvpn84/s320/feel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528683700592921522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really. When someone whom you respected the most commented that he felt the joy of dance in me, is really indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you have accomplished an important task in your life.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you have grew even stronger in dance.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like you can have a greater faith to go all out for dance.&lt;br /&gt;It feels, so good. So promising.&lt;br /&gt;It feels, a sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, it feels like some of your hard work has gone, but at the end, you got what you wanted to hear and what you wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;God's always like this, throw you a crisis to see how you respond to it. When you please Him, He will come forth great blessings to you. :D Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad God put so many people in my life as a light in my darkest period.&lt;br /&gt;Like how nightviews are so beautiful, these people and of course God Himself made my life so beautiful regardless of how dark the problem was.&lt;br /&gt;Because a dayview will never be compared to a nightview, if you get what I meant..&lt;br /&gt;In other words, life with only LIGHT will not be as beautiful as life in darkness with lights sticking out everywhere. :D&lt;br /&gt;That when you grow older and looking back at these darkest moments, you will feel it's all worth it, because the people you needed are there to act as the light. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3431510374347142233?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3431510374347142233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3431510374347142233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3431510374347142233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3431510374347142233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/10/really.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLnUiJFVS7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bqeOADvpn84/s72-c/feel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-3698566405373689229</id><published>2010-10-10T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:05:40.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLHVjhtDN6I/AAAAAAAAANs/-lzrFhyklzw/s1600/quotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLHVjhtDN6I/AAAAAAAAANs/-lzrFhyklzw/s320/quotes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526433024079771554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank God. He never failed me.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I made a decision.&lt;br /&gt;To serve Him as I can and as of His will.&lt;br /&gt;The love He has given me, has indeed changed my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I know and I know, I belong to Him and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;With that, Here I am to worship and bow down before You O God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use me, as only You can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3698566405373689229?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3698566405373689229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3698566405373689229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3698566405373689229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3698566405373689229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/10/thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TLHVjhtDN6I/AAAAAAAAANs/-lzrFhyklzw/s72-c/quotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-8227990823877817465</id><published>2010-10-03T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:46:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKhA3V4WgnI/AAAAAAAAANk/nChcPJOaYZ8/s1600/LrgWord_Dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKhA3V4WgnI/AAAAAAAAANk/nChcPJOaYZ8/s320/LrgWord_Dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523736262480396914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am faithfully committed to dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been 2 weeks since comm based trainings. And the 3rd week has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;Trainings have been really tiring and crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, our relationships between one another grew quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Within 2 weeks, the amount of friends I have grew increasingly and the bonding became so much more than before.&lt;br /&gt;I always look forward to dance because I believe that's where I can achieve my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, God has placed me in TPDE as such to shine and glorify Him. I'm grateful for that.&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy, until I don't have enough time for myself, what's more both my bio and spiritual family?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda guilty cause haven't been there for them...&lt;br /&gt;But I still thank God, dance has played such important role in my life. It makes me understand so much more than before.&lt;br /&gt;I won't admit that I'm good, but I only can say, I'm doing the best of my very best for that very special purpose placed in me. ((:&lt;br /&gt;I live to serve and dance. &amp;amp; that makes me who I'm suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to have so many people around me to support me. That in times of pain, and happiness, they are there to share everything with me. :D&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone that played a part in my life and decided to stay with me throughout.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dance is my passion&lt;br /&gt;Dance is my best&lt;br /&gt;Dance is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8227990823877817465?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8227990823877817465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8227990823877817465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8227990823877817465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8227990823877817465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am-faithfully-committed-to-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKhA3V4WgnI/AAAAAAAAANk/nChcPJOaYZ8/s72-c/LrgWord_Dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-6814787908188098029</id><published>2010-09-28T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:28:16.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKH6aor-qWI/AAAAAAAAANc/qArw_X3Gv08/s1600/bored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKH6aor-qWI/AAAAAAAAANc/qArw_X3Gv08/s320/bored.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521969953638361442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really. I hate to admit, but I'm really bored of being bored.&lt;br /&gt;Being bored seriously make me feels like a person without any life. Oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, when you're busy, you're REALLY busy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when you're free, you're REALLY free.&lt;br /&gt;I don't this way. Because, it's like my life isn't pace out properly.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Perhaps I just need a little more things to do.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, I'm packed with so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;You get it? It's so busily-free.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH. What else can I do to make my life even more suitable for my case?&lt;br /&gt;Psssh. HELP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6814787908188098029?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6814787908188098029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6814787908188098029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6814787908188098029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6814787908188098029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/really.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TKH6aor-qWI/AAAAAAAAANc/qArw_X3Gv08/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-2672654149308044455</id><published>2010-09-22T02:15:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:05:28.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just feel like sharing with everybody about the great people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj2lFEQH9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/v0EEbLSeJZE/s1600/35339_450814905218_633860218_6587655_530744_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj2lFEQH9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/v0EEbLSeJZE/s320/35339_450814905218_633860218_6587655_530744_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519432460218146770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My awesome E490, who never fails to be hyped up. Thanks for being a part of my life and growing up with me spiritually. :D &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoMy96tnLI/AAAAAAAAANM/Xq_m7ap_KtM/s320/38565_427785517016_687752016_4883213_388303_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519738363049778354" border="0" /&gt;My class 1B17. Thanks for being so fun and bonded!&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoM4pK2UoI/AAAAAAAAANU/_Fb7W3SwZVg/s320/38650_430538187016_687752016_4964911_4885059_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519738460559528578" border="0" /&gt;My cool clique. Thanks for going through thick &amp;amp; thin with me throughout these 6months of hardship. ((: &amp;amp; always going crazy with me and suan-ing me for no reason.&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj9j5TQbSI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KYA4VT1ToVY/s320/29041_420791853754_590868754_5574086_350044_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519440136461380898" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for being the first few that I know. thanks for winning the dance camp with me. Thanks for listening to my suggestions. thanks for co-operating even though I'm only a freshie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj3xX8-ZrI/AAAAAAAAAKk/rvDPSeHAvtk/s320/59132_151955581504504_100000701902160_304882_4662248_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519433770957956786" border="0" /&gt;Fantastic TPDE. Thanks for having so much fun with me. Always having outings and sessions that are unforgettable. Thanks for sharing so much :D &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoMjAElMlI/AAAAAAAAANE/qej-GolBoXo/s1600/41036_424868057780_600902780_4987932_1251927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoMjAElMlI/AAAAAAAAANE/qej-GolBoXo/s320/41036_424868057780_600902780_4987932_1251927_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519738088750133842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Doperz. I think it grew. Haha. Thanks for always always being there. For being my first doperz. Don't know how we really got together, but thanks for loving me and loving one another. Thanks for all the sessions and outings. Never forget! &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoL0rEEItI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QTaR3uJcs1I/s320/58378_437300536895_709751895_5272077_1425275_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519737292836840146" border="0" /&gt;    HH4. Thanks for being an awesome bunch of dancers. Thanks for learning ghetto/krump with me. Thanks for all the laughters. Thanks for having bruises with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Individual category.  &lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj47IX9XUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/V-vsTEeR6Qg/s320/46436_437452431064_539131064_5394905_8232579_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519435038086487362" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for always talking crap with me. tolerating all my nonsense. thanks for not working up when people mixed up our names. Thanks for having so many past with me and still love me. Thanks for being my rapist. Thanks for all the fun times. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj55MnMRZI/AAAAAAAAALM/-S10mxBmIjo/s1600/58976_1597790507421_1315767961_1614699_2793543_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj55MnMRZI/AAAAAAAAALM/-S10mxBmIjo/s320/58976_1597790507421_1315767961_1614699_2793543_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519436104376010130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks  for always tolerating my nonsense. thanks for stopping me from doing  the wrong things. thanks for teaching me, taking time out for BS and to  chill. Thanks for making an effort to ask how am I everytime.  Thanks for being an awesome connect group leader, and always  being mature at the right time. Thanks for making me so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj5SnTTcpI/AAAAAAAAALE/Xd2XIrDFr3I/s1600/60385_440982641064_539131064_5467577_7002962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj5SnTTcpI/AAAAAAAAALE/Xd2XIrDFr3I/s320/60385_440982641064_539131064_5467577_7002962_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519435441525453458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always being there, listening to me rant and talk about dance. Thanks for lending me your shoulders when I needed one. Thanks for always praising me, saying good things about me. Thanks for teaching me the right when I'm wrong. Thanks for tolerating my nonsense. Thanks for being young at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj6v6TyvDI/AAAAAAAAALU/YwA2KgpnNGM/s1600/30603_432573745916_611095916_5630734_7833763_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj6v6TyvDI/AAAAAAAAALU/YwA2KgpnNGM/s320/30603_432573745916_611095916_5630734_7833763_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519437044355611698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for being a great leader. Thanks for always doing a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj7ySBAXvI/AAAAAAAAALc/bpE3YBcCZQY/s1600/40954_426723103475_603943475_4823282_4874551_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj7ySBAXvI/AAAAAAAAALc/bpE3YBcCZQY/s320/40954_426723103475_603943475_4823282_4874551_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519438184590630642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always being there. thanks for being such sweetheart. Thanks for listening to my rants and also rant with me. Thanks for all the fun times. Thanks for being an awesome friend or rather, my best friend of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj8RyMgVXI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZF8zmQ1greo/s1600/61010_439443434027_542384027_5068553_2542982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj8RyMgVXI/AAAAAAAAALk/ZF8zmQ1greo/s320/61010_439443434027_542384027_5068553_2542982_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519438725804742002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always being so nice. Thanks for always being there. Thanks for being such hunny. Thanks for all the love and hugs. Thanks for the great effort to be an awesome friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj8zfg2A7I/AAAAAAAAALs/E0VjSa-lA6U/s1600/44439_426722988475_603943475_4823274_4233248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj8zfg2A7I/AAAAAAAAALs/E0VjSa-lA6U/s320/44439_426722988475_603943475_4823274_4233248_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519439304905327538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yan; Thanks for being such a cute friend. Thanks for going through cheerleading with me. Thanks for all the caring thoughts. thanks for helping me when I needed somebody.&lt;br /&gt;Esther; Thanks for always being so bimbo. thanks for all the love. thanks for being an awesome friend in doperz. thanks for always retweeting me. thanks for being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj9_569JMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YQqUUDYKYek/s1600/44520_436416536064_539131064_5366189_4885330_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj9_569JMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/YQqUUDYKYek/s320/44520_436416536064_539131064_5366189_4885330_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519440617664226498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always corrupting my thoughts. thanks for always talking nonsense with me. Thanks for all the love. Thanks for being such an awesome sister. Thanks for being my dirty partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj-cMQ7pUI/AAAAAAAAAME/qkMCOS6UhN4/s1600/41030_476124390389_620255389_7233619_5012175_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj-cMQ7pUI/AAAAAAAAAME/qkMCOS6UhN4/s320/41030_476124390389_620255389_7233619_5012175_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519441103624578370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for coming into E490 with me. Thanks for being crazy with me. thanks for taking care of the little ones though you are one too. Thanks for the love and always helping us to put eyeliner. Thanks for being an awesome sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj_cWrZrlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/EUBcexN3duU/s1600/38843_390560937167_536327167_3974947_5345402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj_cWrZrlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/EUBcexN3duU/s320/38843_390560937167_536327167_3974947_5345402_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519442205931581010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always being a mini bitch. Thanks for always crapping with me on msn, sms, twitter and facebook. thanks for listening to me. Thanks for always having impromptu outings. thanks for being an awesome sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoI1GmkF2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/0H706jZ9tTo/s1600/58976_1597791827454_1315767961_1614732_4160976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoI1GmkF2I/AAAAAAAAAMc/0H706jZ9tTo/s320/58976_1597791827454_1315767961_1614732_4160976_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519734001694414690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for being so blur at times. Thanks for all the effort to graduate from School Of Hugs. Thanks for listening to me. Thanks for the love. Thanks for being an awesome sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoJaMgdGPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WVJqg5i0zNw/s1600/59509_449202554240_694814240_4765796_3980403_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoJaMgdGPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WVJqg5i0zNw/s320/59509_449202554240_694814240_4765796_3980403_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519734638934563058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for being the ahpunneh. Thanks for all the laughters. Thanks for going home with me everytime. Thanks for being there to listen when I'm troubled. Thanks for being an awesome sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoJv9fIICI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HBOe6lMAhis/s1600/39133_458178655218_633860218_6799913_5335001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoJv9fIICI/AAAAAAAAAMs/HBOe6lMAhis/s320/39133_458178655218_633860218_6799913_5335001_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519735012859584546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for always asking me whether I'm okay. Thanks for being there when I needed help. Thanks for being crazy with me. Thanks for being an awesome sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoKuMfkf3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1giCfsZ01p8/s1600/62754_157374077622800_100000506259179_441412_162740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJoKuMfkf3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/1giCfsZ01p8/s320/62754_157374077622800_100000506259179_441412_162740_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519736082039865202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aloysius; Thanks for everything you have done. Thanks for being there and helping me. Thanks for always acting so young even when you're 21 years old. Thanks for being the grandfather of Doperz. Thanks for the fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up, there's really alot people I wanna thank. They are just simply more than awesome though I kept writing awesome.&lt;br /&gt;But what's really greater is You. Thank You for all these people and thank You for all that You've done in my life. &lt;3 ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2672654149308044455?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2672654149308044455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2672654149308044455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2672654149308044455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2672654149308044455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-just-feel-like-sharing-with-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJj2lFEQH9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/v0EEbLSeJZE/s72-c/35339_450814905218_633860218_6587655_530744_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-2477499767970701762</id><published>2010-09-21T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T18:51:27.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJiKcH3wOKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5YTBjxF_hUQ/s1600/Dance..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJiKcH3wOKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5YTBjxF_hUQ/s320/Dance..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519313559096408226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" target=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" target=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered why I become a dancer.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is always lying infront of me, but I never figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;It was obvious. He wanted me to dance so that I could know Him.&lt;br /&gt;His plans were all ready for me, and never once missed an opportunity to tell me that He was there.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, if it wasn't for Him and His great plans.&lt;br /&gt;I would have rot by the streets and becoming someone of no vision, no purpose and no life.&lt;br /&gt;He has helped me by giving me a vision, a purpose and a life that I needed so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, He gave me all that a person would desire pyschologically.&lt;br /&gt;How dance actually changed me as a person, reflects on how God actually works through me.&lt;br /&gt;I really am grateful towards it.&lt;br /&gt;Despite many adversities from people towards me dancing, I don't think I can ever listen to them. Because afterall, they're not the one who saved me from what I am going to be, it was Dance.&lt;br /&gt;However, even all these adversities come, God puts inspiring people into my life. Who taught me dance and the real meaning of dance.&lt;br /&gt;That Dance itself, is not about fame or popularity. But about our heart, soul and mind.&lt;br /&gt;Poetry was never my thing.&lt;br /&gt;But dance, change it all that it is.&lt;br /&gt;Because Dance means, poetry of movements.&lt;br /&gt;God and Dance is always inter-linked. But I know, my priority will always be God because He is the one who put dance into me.&lt;br /&gt;But, still, other than Him, I believe, no one else can ever stop me from dancing. (:&lt;br /&gt;I still have an aim in mind. &amp;amp; that's to inspire the next generation, to carry on their passion as what it is, cause they'll never know what it can actually turn them into.&lt;br /&gt;Dance has transformed my life, &amp;amp; God is here to complete this transformation.&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying about this quote "DANCERS are athletes of God."&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I know and I know, I am bound to serve Him while He make me into someone of substance, and character.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for all that He had given me.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2477499767970701762?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2477499767970701762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2477499767970701762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2477499767970701762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2477499767970701762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TJiKcH3wOKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/5YTBjxF_hUQ/s72-c/Dance..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-8043785014886828787</id><published>2010-09-19T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:54:13.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When all that someone does reminds you of how you are being inflicted pain in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pain not physically, but pyschologically, mentally and socially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it actually hurts today is not because it inflicted directly to me, but indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;That it feels so helpless and useless at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;When someone you love, becomes a target of another you love too.&lt;br /&gt;What can actually make us learn, to become a proper human being with real sense of maturity?&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be that you have learnt so much from where you have been planted, all the love, mercy, care and everything, but you did not actually apply them, and in fact misuse them for your own pleasure, own laughter, own popularity. Trying to make others laugh by using the pain of another person.&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;How can someone actually bear to hurt their own family member? Spiritually..&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time I've seen this, yet it's not the first time I've been running away from it, trying hard not to think about it. But the more I do that, the more I feel so injusticed\, so ashame of myself that I couldn't be righteous before God.&lt;br /&gt;So much of loving one another, but in actual fact, it's nothing more than a lie. To some extent.&lt;br /&gt;If at least I could do something, I really want to. But I don't want to hurt relationships any further. Lest it's becoming soured. I don't know exactly how I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's like it's been numbed yet painful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that no one is doing the right thing, hiding in their small world, doing the popular stuff instead.&lt;br /&gt;I surely don't want to be one of them. But I feel like one of them, when I couldn't say something to stop these kind of disgusting matter.&lt;br /&gt;If I have just one more chance again, I think, I can't hold back anymore. Be it it will soured this whole entire relationship thing, or not, I have to do what I think it's right... Like don't be a eye-sore or ear-sore by trying to hurt somebody with words that aren't meant to be said.&lt;br /&gt;I definitely feel extremely disgusted by all the immoral acts. Really. They should be considered immoral, since it kinda involve another person's feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I have no clue what someone can actually think...&lt;br /&gt;All I know now, I need to do what's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer I, but He who lives in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8043785014886828787?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8043785014886828787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8043785014886828787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8043785014886828787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8043785014886828787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-all-that-someone-does-reminds-you.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3612276382129771178</id><published>2010-09-14T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T23:23:02.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TI-NzKxaLjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ek1AJUtjjRA/s1600/Image%282023%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TI-NzKxaLjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ek1AJUtjjRA/s320/Image%282023%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783978756582962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never knew it could be this fun.&lt;br /&gt;Chalet with class 1B17 was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;First day of school, I never thought we could actually bond this much.&lt;br /&gt;Just the first day, we already had soooooooooooooooooooooooooo much fun..&lt;br /&gt;All the blind mice, "baby will you smile for me?", heart attack, nitendo wii, poker cards.. The craziness kept within us was slowly unleashed as time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I got forfeited.. When nobody wants to laugh at me. HAHAHA. =x&lt;br /&gt;Well, thank God they enjoyed my forfeit item. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Never regretted being in this class. awwwww..&lt;br /&gt;BBQ was seriously fun. All the hotness and using other people's pit since there's no one using it.&lt;br /&gt;haha. it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Had a couple of card games before some of them left for home. I stayed over ((:&lt;br /&gt;Played some drinking games at 12+am.. seriously I thought it won't be that fun, but AHHHHH it was very fun. LOL! Had two cups of weird mixture of drinks. I'm imba la duh~ LOL&lt;br /&gt;Twisters afterwhich.. then had some talks..&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3+am while the rest played mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 6+am then just slack around the chalet and went to have breakfast at 915am..&lt;br /&gt;Came back, fell asleep for awhile then met the rest for lunch at BBQ chicken.. Super lame and high moments.&lt;br /&gt;Went back chalet and had gamesssss again.. Heartattack 2, murderer, do the limbo, scissors paper stone and many more. lots of fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;BBQ round 2 was imba, I set up the fire, as shown above. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Still, lots of food was left over. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Dad came to fetch me. thank God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised I still can stay so awake even with 3 hours of sleep.. Cos that time also same amount of sleep but I died at 5.30pm. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;Well, still hoping for more activities!!&lt;br /&gt;Love 1B17! WOOHOO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3612276382129771178?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3612276382129771178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3612276382129771178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3612276382129771178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3612276382129771178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-never-knew-it-could-be-this-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TI-NzKxaLjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ek1AJUtjjRA/s72-c/Image%282023%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-7252978677692575200</id><published>2010-09-12T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:35:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvVO7u12rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mzKADNdWXUo/s1600/60374_440982921064_539131064_5467591_1108668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvVO7u12rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mzKADNdWXUo/s320/60374_440982921064_539131064_5467591_1108668_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515736621174348466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvVO7u12rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mzKADNdWXUo/s1600/60374_440982921064_539131064_5467591_1108668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Video" title="Add Video"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" class="gl_video" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Give me strength to cross this water, keep my heart upon Your altar. Rain down..... Give me strength to cross this water, keep my feet don't let me falter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&amp;amp;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Youth Meeting @ Jurong West Church was awesomeeeeeeeeee! I missed that place.. The first time I stepped into there was like 1 and half years back. &amp;amp; further up by all the rehearsals for easter'10. Great memories!&lt;br /&gt;I love P&amp;amp;W for the Youth Meeting. Really really really grateful to Him. Words aren't enough to say how much He meant to me~&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that of course it'll end late, we had already made plans to stay over at Laoshi's house. So yaaaa, the cell decided to go on a fellowship at Ang Mo Kio. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvWvXTVeRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/odrBF5VzFME/s1600/60959_440983956064_539131064_5467648_6016705_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvWvXTVeRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/odrBF5VzFME/s320/60959_440983956064_539131064_5467648_6016705_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515738277842614546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture to be remembered. OUR FIRST TIME! hahaha. *Laoshi missing*&lt;br /&gt;Okay so guess what we had. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MACDONALDS. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's really lame to go all the way to AMK to eat MACs, but that's the only place 24 hours cos the time we reached there was like 12.30am? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Great talk with Laoshi, Christopher, Jon, Vincent, KaiJie.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, went to laoshi's house for sleepover at 2+am...&lt;br /&gt;Had our girls' talk at around 3plus. It was crazy. Really. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't take it anymore so ended at 5.30am. Had a little prayer meeting. LOL, it's so funny how we actually said it. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 9 was seriously no joke please. heavy eyes...&lt;br /&gt;I got a little hyped out in the morning, but died after that in the afternoon. Really bth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Well service was extremely fantastic. Really thank God for Pst. Phil. :D&lt;br /&gt;Fellowshipped at city hall.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a few of my doperz. Really glad to see them!!!!!!!! Awesome group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 3.30am..&lt;br /&gt;Sleep now, think later, work harder, study better, God blesses! :D Shall add a "dance nicer" and strike off "study better" for the moment. ya, okay. Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7252978677692575200?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7252978677692575200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7252978677692575200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7252978677692575200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7252978677692575200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/give-me-strength-to-cross-this-water.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIvVO7u12rI/AAAAAAAAAJo/mzKADNdWXUo/s72-c/60374_440982921064_539131064_5467591_1108668_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-7992918865244926410</id><published>2010-09-09T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:20:52.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIiKbKHUGNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mTcKMqiFzkY/s1600/AWESOME_GOD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIiKbKHUGNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mTcKMqiFzkY/s320/AWESOME_GOD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514809942891305170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad that exams are over now. I'm freeeeeeeeeeeeeee~ For awhile of course.&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised how poly took a change in my life. Someone who hated studying can because of an exam change so much is really a rare sight.&lt;br /&gt;Well, still thank God for all that He had done.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting Him makes my life easier and miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;Leaning upon Him makes me even stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Loving Him heals every wound.&lt;br /&gt;Praising Him gets me going for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what else can I long for other than His presence.&lt;br /&gt;Been really hectic for me especially when work blocked out my time for studies but He was there to plan everything nicely so that I can appear at my best. Who else will do that for me? haha.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't thank Him enough.&lt;br /&gt;Praying suddenly becomes a part of me, and it really comforts my soul and bring peace to me. During this exam period, I prayed at least 4 times a day. What can I say, it was all good..&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. An awesome Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it's youth district meeting. I'm super looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Peiyi's house afterwhich. Thank God for these days. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7992918865244926410?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7992918865244926410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7992918865244926410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7992918865244926410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7992918865244926410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-glad-that-exams-are-over-now.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIiKbKHUGNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/mTcKMqiFzkY/s72-c/AWESOME_GOD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-5363003394687757994</id><published>2010-09-05T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:41:36.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIOo84Zn-vI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/z3I3C9iNDX8/s1600/why.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIOo84Zn-vI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/z3I3C9iNDX8/s320/why.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513436132717099762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everybody loves asking why. Why is it so? Why is why so often being asked?&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I think, we often doubt. Is either we can't trust or we are afraid to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;We are creatures of emotions, and when I say emotions, it meant STRONG emotions.&lt;br /&gt;However... we are people of no love.&lt;br /&gt;Of all living things, humans' mind works the most wonders.&lt;br /&gt;It is so mysterious that we often ask why.&lt;br /&gt;Like I mentioned before, we are all afraid to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt like, being cheated, being nice yet nothing is in return.&lt;br /&gt;But have we ever thought, actually, why did we use why?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know the answer. But in my opinions, why can make us understand our loved ones better. Why can let us understand how things are being shaped. &amp;amp; because it allows us to understand, we love to use why.&lt;br /&gt;See, this links back to us being people of no love. because... we don't understand one another at all.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually, why am I saying this? haha&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say, I love using why despite how much emotions it will stir because it makes me able to love other people.&lt;br /&gt;We all need to learn how to love so that we can get loved back in return. (:&lt;br /&gt;So that marks the end of my "why" post. LOL~ really nothing to do. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the end of comex10, thank God. Exams tomorrow, I wish all poly students, ALL THE BEST!! love love~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5363003394687757994?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5363003394687757994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5363003394687757994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5363003394687757994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5363003394687757994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/everybody-loves-asking-why.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/TIOo84Zn-vI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/z3I3C9iNDX8/s72-c/why.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-9120330715101301837</id><published>2010-09-05T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:14:44.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay seriously, if you're reading this blog, I think you're really cool. It's like so dead already.&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, I was thinking of having a comeback because I wanna share good news of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's been really great, really ever since I knew Him even more. You may think it's kinda crap and stuff, but you'll never know until you experience His goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Great blessings like great people is really what I'd never expected.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, the year of 2010 is definitely a breakthrough year for me. Here's some overview of what I did for the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;First long holidays.&lt;br /&gt;First time performing for Easter'10&lt;br /&gt;First time wearing leotard&lt;br /&gt;First time having heavy make ups on.&lt;br /&gt;First time in poly (duh)&lt;br /&gt;First time taking care of younger ones in cell&lt;br /&gt;First time make best friends in less than 1 month&lt;br /&gt;First time did cheerleading&lt;br /&gt;First time do formal presentations&lt;br /&gt;First time go prayer meeting alone&lt;br /&gt;First time have girls' outing&lt;br /&gt;First time performing for CHC anni&lt;br /&gt;First time going for FOP&lt;br /&gt;First time going for AC&lt;br /&gt;First time queuing in early morning like 5am&lt;br /&gt;First time being so committed to chc.&lt;br /&gt;First time watching movie with more than 35 people.&lt;br /&gt;First time wearing so nice for a graduation&lt;br /&gt;First time having reallyreallyx3213981 great people with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there's so many first times this year until I forget what else. LOL. I know there's alot I missed out, shall share when I think of it.&lt;br /&gt;See, sometimes you really need a place you spill out the beans, because keeping to yourself whether good or bad can really make you like -.-~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for great groups of people in my life. E490, TPDE, MDC, Doperz.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Individuals like.. You know who la, no need type, scared later I missed out some people. LOL~ But ya.. People who always been there really make me cherish them even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years, I'm finally becoming to be more LOVING and I want to love more and shower my care to others because, I know how it feels like not be cared for. :D Morever, I want people to know, I don't learn the wrong things. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is last day of COMEX'10 and the start of my exam. Gonna study and rest.&lt;br /&gt;God bless everyone and me! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-9120330715101301837?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/9120330715101301837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=9120330715101301837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/9120330715101301837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/9120330715101301837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/09/okay-seriously-if-youre-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1802279594335758352</id><published>2010-02-26T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T15:17:33.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS BEEN LIKE 43846214621709 YEARS!!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, poly life is awaiting for me!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;And Romp V Finals tooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited nowww okay! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say, I LOVE YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! off to see MDC now. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1802279594335758352?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1802279594335758352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1802279594335758352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1802279594335758352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1802279594335758352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-been-like-43846214621709-years.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1718738365303653632</id><published>2009-08-23T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:32:34.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet this blog is not visited by anyone already. So... thank god, I guess I found a spot to throw my feelings out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will anyone really understands how I truly felt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How hurting it can be to be left out, thrown out there to be the last. Never had I confess my feelings to anyone. Its kept inside, deep inside until it is rotting, stinking and getting me so stuffy. I don't know.. I think if i don't write here, I'm going crazy soon. People sees me as strong, and not easily defeated. But see, I just don't know, why I don't show my weak side to anyone. However, I have to admit I am as weak as anyone out there. My heart can't hold any longer, I feel so despair. &amp;amp; so desperate to find someone to listen and share my pain. Who? nobody. I know. I just don't know how to show I'm sad, but only know how to smile at everyone I know. God, I wondered why I always listen to people, but nobody listens to me. Maybe its because I know how it hurts to not be listened to, or maybe because people just don't know. I hate it when people interups me when I talk, I mean, who don't! But I always suck it down my throat to avoid being angry. haa, I really can't find much words to say other than I'm really down and "depressed". I wonder why my mum give birth to me being someone who shows people that she is strong but deep down she is so weak, and that noone is there to help. I really want to.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jovin needs a shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1718738365303653632?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1718738365303653632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1718738365303653632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1718738365303653632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1718738365303653632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-bet-this-blog-is-not-visited-by.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-273453168183397697</id><published>2009-07-11T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:50:22.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So long never post. will reply the tags soon!&lt;br /&gt;need go do work le (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-273453168183397697?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/273453168183397697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=273453168183397697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/273453168183397697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/273453168183397697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-long-never-post.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7206444033709966179</id><published>2009-06-14T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:49:06.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jovin is feeling lousy. is feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edited//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jovin feels that. she is beginning to hate the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7206444033709966179?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7206444033709966179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7206444033709966179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7206444033709966179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7206444033709966179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/06/jovin-is-feeling-lousy.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7247465606759333873</id><published>2009-06-11T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:33:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY I DANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay bryan wants me to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. why I dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out dance when I was sec 1. See, I knew NOTHING about dance, and am not interested in Dance. So curious why I dance?&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to be in Volleyball. Since I started my first CCA in the volleyball team when I was in pri school, I love volleyball alot. (can jian fei ma) LOL then I wanted to you know like go to secondary school the volleyball team to win competitions cause pri school no chance. So actually, ACTUALLY im in it. but because one girl who is TALLER than me wanted to come in, they so called threw me out of volleyball. I know im short la. but I still got more experience than that girl ma.. &amp;amp; Dance, was the only sport/cca that accepted me. I was kind of depressed when I was transferred to MD. cause, its like I doesn't dance, I don't think I dance superbly well, or what. But I still am thankful that I have a cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started my very first dance lesson in my entire life(exaggerate abit) with Daniel from Oschool. At first, you know my impression for dance is like graceful and stuffs like that like ballet(LOL ALMOST TYPED BULLET) hahha. Then it wont suits me. But when I stepped into the dance studio, i try to prove people wrong that surely I can do well in everything if I had faith in. I enjoyed Daniel's lessons alot. his teachings and praises makes me go to dance again and again. See I started out as a noob, but I'm keen to get stronger, to get better so as not to disappoint his hopes on us. Breaking through levels by levels, I didn't give up. Well, I love dance so much so that even when I injuried my knee, I never want to miss out any dance lessons God has given me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to topic, why I dance. I dance, because I love dance. I love dance, for it does not look down on me. For it allows me to unleash my potential and learn new things from different dancers. Dance is an activity or yes, a sport, that never fails me. For dance, I do my very best in it. I only work hard for dance, cause i live to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only that, dance is my poetry. Is what I created to be my life, my story. I give this poetry, actions and not verbal language, emotional and expressions. I give this poetry, life. Many people don't understand the reason behind why I dance. Its because that dance forms Jovin. Dance allows me to be who I am. I don't have to wear a mask behind my face everytime I dance. I am my real self when I dance. I dance, to create unreadable stories, that nobody can understand except myself, so that this will be a secret between me and dance. Dance is my buddy, my lover. someone who shares my everyday life with. Something that not everyone can replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance, not only for myself, but for people around me, who pin high hopes on me and supports me all the way when i dance. I dance for my soul, for my passion, because they says, Dance is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a dancer, yes and not only that, an instructor. Someone who is as great as theresa. who loves dance and wants to share her experiences with everyone else. I want the whole world to know that dance is indeed a great sport. A sport you can rely on. I want to teach youngs, and give them all my knowledges for dance, because I want Dance to live down the generations.&lt;br /&gt;I also want to show the world, that Dance, is indeed powerful enough to blow your mind off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7247465606759333873?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7247465606759333873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7247465606759333873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7247465606759333873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7247465606759333873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-i-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5462448260146851159</id><published>2009-06-11T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:19:34.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is so dead.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5462448260146851159?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5462448260146851159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5462448260146851159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5462448260146851159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5462448260146851159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-blog-is-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3131053790533753355</id><published>2009-06-02T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:16:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY IS PEOPLE GOD DAMN NOT HELPING THEMSELVES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you tried to help a person solving problems, but the person never seems to help himself/herself. What can you do?&lt;br /&gt;Do people ever think of themselves?&lt;br /&gt;Why can people build up their dignity and pride of themselves?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show care and concern to someone who can't open a door to accept it?&lt;br /&gt;What to do with them when they are thinking negatively?&lt;br /&gt;HOW WHY AND WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;oh god just help me.&lt;br /&gt;Look, life is full of imperfection, and that's what makes it god damn perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; if people can't accept those little flaws made by themselves or others, then for fuck live on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe Earth is just another word, with no meanings and importance. Because &lt;strong&gt;people are fucking living a fucking life without fucking thinking of what they fucking are meant to fucking be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it so difficult to be yourself? How will people know about your god damn importance when you don't fucking care about yourself. What's life man. A word? fuck no. It's something that you control, you give life to it, you give freedom and speeches to it. YOU COMMAND IT. not others. Not a single soul can control your damn life. stuck with it, or change it. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it a sin to help people? is it a sin to love people? If so, then God is committing a sin isn't it?!&lt;br /&gt;come on, this doesn't make sense at all. How you look at things, are what you are? i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;If theres no obstacles for you to face in life, then THERES NO LIFE AT ALL. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"everything's gonna be alright." "don't worry" "hey cheer up"&lt;br /&gt;whats all this? Its just words without meaning. when you say it, do you mean it?&lt;br /&gt;So many things. Trying to solve them, but more just keep coming in. I'm trying. To keep them away for problems. God, help them. All of them, who are pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;Life has a purpose. A purpose to fulfil their job. Give them strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just tired. But I'm not saying these are nonsense. These are real cases. I just wanna help, and thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3131053790533753355?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3131053790533753355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3131053790533753355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3131053790533753355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3131053790533753355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-is-people-god-damn-not-helping.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-92486121091617790</id><published>2009-05-30T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:18:53.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ultra dopeness for yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BIG BREAKFAST&lt;/span&gt; in the morning. Went around the school with Regan and then stop by some classes to talk to friends and did not join my own class for games. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Was like talking a lot of things and whats happening and stuffs like that..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Liana and Roz for the fooooooooooood. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went around then to Huijia and shihui's there to see them play game. so funny! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Went back to class for Mother Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;See we had like 4 hours of Mother Tongue each day for a total of 4 days. Can you imagine? We're like dying inside the damn classroom, trying our very best to listen to whatever teacher has to say and doing our work all the time. seriously, no time for playing in class. Can't even rest! ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Wang is being super kind by buying tibits for us to keep us awake. and Monday is our O'lvls. EXCITED and NERVOUS. cause I wonder what is gonna come out............ roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Dance, its super coooooooooooooooooooooooooool. dope teachers with dope shoes and dope students. =x&lt;br /&gt;hahaha did One Wish - Routine. Damn nice. &lt;333333333333 woohooo&lt;br /&gt;I like it, uh huh~ hahaahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;KFC with the rest, then homed. SUPER TIRED YTD. ROAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-92486121091617790?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/92486121091617790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=92486121091617790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/92486121091617790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/92486121091617790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultra-dopeness-for-yesterday-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2448231188736527957</id><published>2009-05-24T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:30:31.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so damn fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 12plus. Then Jamie and Louis came to my house at around 2+, then they do the board. After which, we went to FP to meet the rest. Irene, Regan and Nazie too. Then had our lunch. Talked alot! so funny. So we prepared everything in the room. Played with balloons and wait for Birthday boy's arrival. we off the lights, then when open the door, jamie screamed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Had some dance "showcase"/ battles then ate abit. Continued other things and then the party is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulaiman! You really must thank HANA for planning this!! Everything is so precise. (: hope you had a blast yesterday night man. Like the present?? hahahahs.&lt;br /&gt;you're damn lucky to have a close friend like Hana. ROCK ON!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2448231188736527957?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2448231188736527957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2448231188736527957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2448231188736527957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2448231188736527957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-was-so-damn-fun-woke-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3163429585428930748</id><published>2009-05-14T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:47:19.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST OF ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED HAIRY DAY TO SULAIMAN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor sulaiman who has to study on his birthday! But nvm, we will celebrate after exam!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well well practically, i knew you since sec 2! Through Junyuan Dance Floor. Its fun having you in S.O.S that time. All the laughter and the kental moments! hahahaha. back then was all weaklings, but now, you've grown stronger than before. but i'm stronger than you!!! *shows muscles* hahaha kidding!&lt;br /&gt;"SULAIMAN I WANT FIND ANTS IN THE FOREST!!!!!!!!!~~~~ "&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha I wont forget this joke man!&lt;br /&gt;okay random. =x&lt;br /&gt;SULAIMAN ar SULAIMAN you this hairy boy who i've known for 2 years. YOU CANNOT WATCH NC16 SHOW YET OKAY!!!!!!! YOU MUST WAIT FOR MY BIRTHDAY which is during O'Levels History paper, THEN WE WATCH TOGETHER!! with niki!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA you must wait~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway you are one of the stronger dancer I know in this school. keep it up dude! lets train up more and go o school after O'lies with Mr Bra and others. hoho&lt;br /&gt;im done with my speech. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW IM GONNA FLUNK MY PHYSICS. Literature is far more easy than physics. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3163429585428930748?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3163429585428930748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3163429585428930748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3163429585428930748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3163429585428930748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-of-all-happy-belated-hairy-day-to.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-654733783384468888</id><published>2009-05-03T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:01:18.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOLENE KEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you have a blast! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-654733783384468888?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/654733783384468888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=654733783384468888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/654733783384468888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/654733783384468888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-jolene-kee-hope-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6058139092098158803</id><published>2009-05-01T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:08:19.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY  BLACK DOG IS CUTE!!! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she keep pee-ing everywhere in the kitchen. roar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6058139092098158803?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6058139092098158803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6058139092098158803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6058139092098158803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6058139092098158803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-black-dog-is-cute-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6953390689435322278</id><published>2009-04-27T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:32:36.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been such long time since i've posted something. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, start with yesterday. Met up with Bryan and Lionel at the busstop. Then walked to Food Palace to find Irene &amp;amp; Renee. Lionel ate his fish&amp;amp;chips while the four of us talked about dreams. &amp;amp; you know what, my dream is VERYVERYVERYVERYVERYVERYVERYVERY Scary. I now got phobia of someone. x.x only some know. HAHA. Seriously lor! Its like the worse dream I ever had!!!! Ohmygodddddd~ Okay then they talked about poi ching, Jamie came. Then we went to meet the rest. Did make ups and stuffs like that then we all gan chiong sia. But then the person told us that everything was pushed back an hour, so we can practice(luckily).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practiced at the void deck. Then I saw somebody, then i keep say, "wah i got phobia sia(shiver down my spine LOL)." hahahahaha. The performance was not good but not that bad. Alot of rooms for improvement~~~~~ hahaha. Then i found out my poach lost. PANIC YOU KNOW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My POSB card, my two ezlinks inside. Then Irene, Regan, Me went to find. Jolene, Carissa, Niki and Yiting behind us. (cos we walk fast. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, the cleaner picked up for me. PHEW. "you're not gonna leave me, you are gonna stay hanging on my neck!!" i say to my poach. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Went back find them, then they playing Helium. as in sucking the Helium and then talk stupidly! like spongebob. HAHAHA so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC with Irene, Theresa, Bryan, Lionel, Sulaiman, Louis, Amalina, Niki, Regena, Jamie and Kamil. Then talk and crap. Then went to OP awhile, then home! hahaa so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL was okay. Boring~~~~ lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;Went Bryan's house with Nazie and louis. Lepak awhile, then home lor.&lt;br /&gt;SO TIRED!!! I want go slp soon. ```&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6953390689435322278?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6953390689435322278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6953390689435322278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6953390689435322278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6953390689435322278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-such-long-time-since-ive-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5955321457161873543</id><published>2009-04-17T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:17:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND SO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE&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;ACHIEVED&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&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G.O.L.D&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHA I LOVE MDCCCC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5955321457161873543?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5955321457161873543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5955321457161873543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5955321457161873543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5955321457161873543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-so-we-achieved-g.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6394679903947731598</id><published>2009-04-15T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:49:06.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SYF IS OVER! finally.&lt;br /&gt;Not much glitches though! ILOVEYOU ALL!!! hhaahaha camwhorers~ =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Our results will tell! HEEHEE U ALL ROCKS!&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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Am still not well. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6394679903947731598?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6394679903947731598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6394679903947731598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6394679903947731598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6394679903947731598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-is-over-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1772658849438188742</id><published>2009-04-12T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:18:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ytd was super fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;Really loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my day was made by my MDC'ers. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went to school in the morning 7+ to trim our eyebrows and change into costume.&lt;br /&gt;Did make ups x.x and stuffs like that. Then we went to Artroom to practice our routine. :D&lt;br /&gt;After CCA went to KFC with niki and yiting. then i went home to change and remove make ups.&lt;br /&gt;Met Jamie and Irene at stage, then we walk to Tampines 1. We thought that the Sky Terrace would be opened by now, but its still closed! I went there for that only lorrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Tampines 1 is the only Heartland mall in Singapore with Swimming pool at Sky Terrace. &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;Took Mrt to Expo to CHC~ Met Chen Ee at Hall8 then went in to find Justine. Reached quite early.. was there at 430 when the show starts at 530. hahahas. The view was different, cos we used to sit infront, but ytd we sat quite at the back.. Mr Brandan Chen was there too. (: Watched the drama. its damn dope! sad for people who missed it. =x&lt;br /&gt;So, after the thing, Justine drove Irene, Jamie, Regan, me and another girl to Airport terminal 3 to eat dinner. Saw E490 then we went to buy food. Regan Chen Ee and me ate porridge, then Irene Jamie ate rice. Played games and the most hilarious thing was, Jamie met her opponent, KG. hahaha! watching them "fight" was really funny and it caused us to have stomachaches. =x laugh until really bth le. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Irene's "father"(interior joke), Anthony, sent us home. JAMIE GOT LOST IN HER OWN ESTATE! hahahahaha she dont know where to lead, then Anthony had to drive here and there to find her block. hahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;Homed~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irene, Jamie, Chen Ee, Justine, PENG, Regan &amp;amp; E490 is loved! hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1772658849438188742?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1772658849438188742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1772658849438188742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1772658849438188742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1772658849438188742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/04/ytd-was-super-fun-d-really-loving-it.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6233178818646005102</id><published>2009-04-02T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:03:03.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;these few days im always out. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;My sister bought me 5 assesment books.&lt;br /&gt;2 english, 1 Additional Maths, 1 Social Studies and 1 Physics. WTH LOR! -.-&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Sulaiman counted.. 5 months and we're out! ):&lt;br /&gt;Im still not ready to leave school.. not ready to study alone without the help of techers.. not ready to for O's..&lt;br /&gt;5 months, Bryan Sulaiman and Me are no longer in the school with our cliques. how sad... ): lets hope that our 5 months will be a fruitful one!! i will miss you people..&lt;br /&gt;Debbie, irene, yiting, louis, jamie, regena, theresa, huijia, shihui, jolene, mabelchu, ruixian, nazie, nazri, jiana, ivy, celia,  clara, cindy, MDC, daredevils, and alot alot people. x.x&lt;br /&gt;lets work hard together okay!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL THE&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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6233178818646005102?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6233178818646005102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6233178818646005102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6233178818646005102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6233178818646005102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5605709055491902101</id><published>2009-03-27T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:35:24.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/SczVbPtqEnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GK1cQaxUMuo/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859924068930162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/SczVbPtqEnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GK1cQaxUMuo/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;updated~ LOL. Credits to Bryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5605709055491902101?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5605709055491902101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5605709055491902101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5605709055491902101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5605709055491902101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/updated-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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/_5wz_Cm5HnIU/SczVbPtqEnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GK1cQaxUMuo/s72-c/DSC00052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23783619.post-3766577675226104923</id><published>2009-03-16T16:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:18:25.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHHAHA IM BACK WITH MORE EXCITEMENT! WOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was SYF rehearsal at UCC.&lt;br /&gt;Met bryan in bus at around 250. then met Louis. hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;Went CS food junction and wait for ppl to come. Then we all ate the same thing. Beef Noodles. HAHAHA ```&lt;br /&gt;Jamie Eileen and Louis was like playing psp. then the rest talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;JUSTINEEEE CHU CAME LEH! hahhahahahaha so funny sia. =x&lt;br /&gt;So we went to wait for Ruixian.&lt;br /&gt;thenblablabla&lt;br /&gt;on bus = very tired.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCC rehearsal was okay. Funny sia when back stage. xD&lt;br /&gt;Especially when we going out for family thingy. louis was making stupid noises cos of the music.&lt;br /&gt;Then rehearse and rehearse until 9.&lt;br /&gt;Went back school. In bus, shared salad with Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;EH NICE LEH. must make for me aites ```&lt;br /&gt;Then we crapped and ya..&lt;br /&gt;They wheelchair-ed me to mac. hehe&lt;br /&gt;fun sia.&lt;br /&gt;We talk alot of craps in mac. all the stage markings and stuffs like that. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;And wheelchair-ed home. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY went to school for 5 mins. let teacher check my maths nia. hahahhaha =x&lt;br /&gt;lalala im not bimbotic lor~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picturepicutre~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=Image0005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/Image0005-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday; Food junction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00028-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00028-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before "edit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC00030-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00030-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After "edit"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3766577675226104923?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3766577675226104923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3766577675226104923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3766577675226104923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3766577675226104923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahhaha-im-back-with-more-excitement.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3254730851516461103</id><published>2009-03-15T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:32:44.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi&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;bye&lt;br /&gt;EH I UPDATE ALR~ HAHAHAHA SO DONT SAY I NVR. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3254730851516461103?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3254730851516461103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3254730851516461103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3254730851516461103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3254730851516461103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-bye-eh-i-update-alr-hahahaha-so-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2463694824990979728</id><published>2009-03-09T16:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:35:44.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i hadn't been blogging for 434092304712487 days.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;bascially, its because im super duper ultra tired, for God knows what reason.&lt;br /&gt;I am just not hyper liao~~~~~ okay sometimes only~ hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;IM LAZY AND BORED. AHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB TO FADDIES! you people rocks hard! xD&lt;br /&gt;And to the following crews which made it to the Finals of Danceworks' 09 Category III&lt;br /&gt;Luv'NTerm&lt;br /&gt;the Fantastix&lt;br /&gt;Flair' Nation&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the Fantastic Kidz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lazy to continue~ hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2463694824990979728?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2463694824990979728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2463694824990979728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2463694824990979728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2463694824990979728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-i-hadnt-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7679476534996771274</id><published>2009-02-27T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:03:04.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 9th MONTH STEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Specially for you lo. don't anyhow say i betray you okay! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;you are by far the longest stead I got. LOL but 1day later than Khai. hahhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;dope right!!! you rocks luhhhhhhhhhhhhhh limjiana! I still remember how I know you one! Through OBS camp, but I scare to talk to you! cause you like very fierce. HAHAHAHA! Come to think of that, I guess I'm pretty blind. hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;Hang out someday okay stead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALOTALOT LEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay today is fun lor.&lt;br /&gt;I laazy type. hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7679476534996771274?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7679476534996771274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7679476534996771274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7679476534996771274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7679476534996771274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-9th-month-stead-ahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7584856256383814207</id><published>2009-02-21T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:05:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from camp!&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda fun! So continue reading my story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for sec1 camp preparation!&lt;br /&gt;We continued our dance items and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the PE room there to spray our shirts.&lt;br /&gt;We were like laughing and joking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marvel Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;SL, GLs, AGLs, Alumnis!&lt;br /&gt;Aidilyn - SL&lt;br /&gt;Khairi- ASL&lt;br /&gt;Qiyou- Hulk's GL&lt;br /&gt;Arani- Hulk's AGL&lt;br /&gt;Elaine- Hulk's Alumni&lt;br /&gt;ME- Daredevil's GL&lt;br /&gt;Huiying- Daredevil's AGL&lt;br /&gt;Shikin- Daredevil's Alumni&lt;br /&gt;Ayuni- Silversurfer's GL&lt;br /&gt;Ilham- Silversurfer's AGL&lt;br /&gt;Danial Azri- Silversurfer's Alumni&lt;br /&gt;Lydia- Spiderman's GL&lt;br /&gt;Brandon- Spiderman's AGL&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine- Spiderman's Alumni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights! thats cool.&lt;br /&gt;We ended quite early, so went to TM with Jiana and Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;Had Long John Silvers, Ivy came to join us~&lt;br /&gt;Went home after all the walkings. woo tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday a.k.a. first day of sec1 camp.&lt;br /&gt;went to school at 745 then prepared to welcome our sec 1s. =x&lt;br /&gt;So I got to know my Daredevils! 15 of them. :D&lt;br /&gt;We had SL time with them, did our flags and cheers. Daredevil's clap goes like;&lt;br /&gt;me; give me one daredevil clap&lt;br /&gt;all; *claps* I dare youuuuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. Seriously, daredevil is very fun to be with.&lt;br /&gt;We had captain's ball game and hand ball game.&lt;br /&gt;Daredevil rocks much! They won 9 games out of 10 games. And I'm really proud of them!&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly thought of something, and it became our source of cheer.&lt;br /&gt;me; I say DARE you say DEVIL.&lt;br /&gt;me; DARE&lt;br /&gt;they; DEVIL!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahs&lt;br /&gt;So next was dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Did makan cheer on the way down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Blind men trail was next. All of them did not stop talking! oh gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;something bad happened. well for those who know. dont say out! (:&lt;br /&gt;Wellwell did not finish up lor. then we had supper and reflections. overall was okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;Debrief for the CIs, GLs, SLs, AGLs and Alumnis&lt;br /&gt;Bathe, and slept with Nina and Yimin. (don't ANYHOW think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday a.k.a. 2nd day of Sec1 camp&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 530am to prepare. Then met up with my Daredevils. Did morning workout and PT. had breakfast after that. Bread + milo.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared to go Sentosa. so Daredevil, Hulk and half of Silversurfers took the same bus.&lt;br /&gt;Theres Aidilyn, me, Elaine, Arani, Qiyou, Huiying and Ilham. We all fall asleep on bus, while the sec 1s are chit chatting around. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;Reached there, and we began our Hunt.&lt;br /&gt;1st round was bad. We was told not to take bus, then ended up walking, and one of my devils fell down. hurt himself and we headed back to Imbiah station, SJAB came to help him back. he can't continue ):&lt;br /&gt;Then we skipped alot of questions sia.. nvm, we can take bus after my devil fell..&lt;br /&gt;So we finished some questions then headed back to HQ for Lunch..&lt;br /&gt;MABEL VERY HIGH LOR. hahahahahahs&lt;br /&gt;then we rest awhile, 245pm went for our 2nd round of Hunt~&lt;br /&gt;Was so much better cause we were able to take bus and we manage to finish all the questions!&lt;br /&gt;okay, reached HQ at around 510pm, then waited for all to gather, and went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;the whole bus was silent. =x&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at 7pm, then we started our Campfire Dance.&lt;br /&gt;These sec1s shocked me. They are so SYNCHRONISED. like ohmygod lo!!&lt;br /&gt;when theres a clap after a move, this like TOGETHER de lor! hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;We had reflections and supper after that.&lt;br /&gt;Then they went to sleep, we had debrief until late late, then bathe and sleep with the same ppl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday a.k.a 3rd day of camp a.k.a. campfire day.&lt;br /&gt;Had morning workout and stuffs like that. Breakfast and prepared for IG(initiative games)&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty well done for Daredevils, they manage to get points for every stations.&lt;br /&gt;They are very eagle(interior joke) to win. in fact, VERY.&lt;br /&gt;After all the IGs, they rested and had their Field cooking.&lt;br /&gt;While the Leaders all had packet food.~.~&lt;br /&gt;Marvel, Incredibles and Jleague had their field cooking first..&lt;br /&gt;After that, was Telematch...&lt;br /&gt;This bunch of Daredevils got me so darn happy and made me jump up and down!&lt;br /&gt;THEY WON THE FIRST OF TELEMATCH for 2nd round with the timing of 27 mins! IMAGINE THAT.&lt;br /&gt;United we move was their strongest point. Cause they are so united luh! when they Walked they shouted 1! 2! 1! 2! together, then their pace was almost the same! they had to stop sometimes because the blindfold dropped off....................&lt;br /&gt;IM SO VERY PROUD OF THEM :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, they had packet food and the other groups had their field cookings.&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for camp fire..&lt;br /&gt;Had real fun! :D then our dance was so dope ar! hahahaha. commented by some ppl, it was synchro! :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Then did cheers and stuffs like that, had supper and reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Glad that all devils had fun in the camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took group photos, and goodbye to them as they leave to go for their last night in school.&lt;br /&gt;Debrief and slept~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTDAY&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 630, then gathered at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;Did workout as usual, breakfast for the last time, then went for Area Cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor toilet, they did their cleaning and went back hall.&lt;br /&gt;They did their Feedback and reflections, then had prize giving.&lt;br /&gt;F4 won! congrats to them, Marvel's Alliance :D&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Marvel was super duper close to them. But, to me, Marvel is the best man! :D&lt;br /&gt;Photo taking time. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec2s came back! thenthen went home change, met up with Regan then walked to KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and Louis booked seats for us~ Then we too hungry, so ate first then Irene Yiting and Nina came. Chatted about their Sec2 camp, then we jalan go Irene's house cause louis needed the toilet, then to nina's house played with the cats, then walked home with Bryan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures later on! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7584856256383814207?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7584856256383814207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7584856256383814207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7584856256383814207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7584856256383814207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-back-from-camp-its-kinda-fun-so.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5313897343058044781</id><published>2009-02-15T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:17:00.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 300th post. LOL very little i know. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th alr hor~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhahaha today was incredible! ```&lt;br /&gt;So fun lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am met up with the Marvellious~&lt;br /&gt;Then we did our cheers and T shirts planning&lt;br /&gt;Then we had ice breaking games!&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN LUH MARVELLIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe then went makan with Louis and Qiyou.&lt;br /&gt;So funny lor at the food junction. interior joke. LOL@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then qiyou went off, me and louis got the cake and we went to PCDome to find nina they all.&lt;br /&gt;Watched them dance for awhile then pretended to go home. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM do things, then to louis' house "camp"&lt;br /&gt;Then went sulaiman nazri and kamil came, we faster bring the cake and lite up.&lt;br /&gt;thenthenthen Bryan came, we sing birthday song, he was shocked! ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;So we talked and joke alotalot. so fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home around 9+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY ROCKS MUCH. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;happy total defence day. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5313897343058044781?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5313897343058044781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5313897343058044781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5313897343058044781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5313897343058044781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-300th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3198638686457163483</id><published>2009-02-06T22:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:49:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday dance till quite late..&lt;br /&gt;Once got home, first thing is to SLEEP! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED AR.&lt;br /&gt;MIA some time maybe. Cause gotta DANCE you know~&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-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nooneishelpinglazzz-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3198638686457163483?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3198638686457163483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3198638686457163483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3198638686457163483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3198638686457163483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/everyday-dance-till-quite-late.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-8786110329493308031</id><published>2009-02-02T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:44:53.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Voaw i'm back again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was, a, very, tiring, day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT?! I HAD 4 HOURS OF MATHS TODAY! wtg.&lt;br /&gt;Actually should be 1 hour of Maths and Physics each, but Mr Chew made it 2 hours of Maths, then another day 2 hours of physics. x.x&lt;br /&gt;But, the time flies lor! I wasn't aware that the clock strike 9.45 sia!&lt;br /&gt;Lit; did Lee. Cher didn't joke alot ):&lt;br /&gt;after recess was EL. Change new teacher. x.x&lt;br /&gt;Bio was next; went through test paper. SIANZS&lt;br /&gt;CME; sexuality talk. -.- watched 2 videos. wanted to sleep~&lt;br /&gt;SS 1 period.. Talked about SBQ. tmr got test. sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to the Mother Shop to buy things.&lt;br /&gt;Went back class for 2 hours of maths.. imagine that....................&lt;br /&gt;did papers. I FINISH within 1 hour!! ```&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahah after lesson go to canteen and slack.&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC with Irene Qiyou and Regan.&lt;br /&gt;Then Irene and Regan go le, then after while Terrence and his friend came.&lt;br /&gt;Then me and qiyou went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR IS DANCE, and I cant wait for it!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8786110329493308031?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8786110329493308031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8786110329493308031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8786110329493308031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8786110329493308031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/voaw-im-back-again-today-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5830298955134198796</id><published>2009-02-01T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:24:53.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YESTERDAY WAS LIKE WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Nina and Yiting at 10am, then walked to Louis' House.&lt;br /&gt;Played Mahjong for quite some time till around 1.30pm then we watched the show,&lt;br /&gt;A Haunting - Where Demons Dwell.&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice, not scary de. hahaha, half way watching, Louis' instructor Derek and Maqirus came,&lt;br /&gt;Then theres this boy only 1 year 10 months, but very big leh! =x so cute..&lt;br /&gt;Louis fell asleep watching the show. x.x&lt;br /&gt;Continued with Mahjong after the show.&lt;br /&gt;Left at 5+ When louis went for his drum lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met up with Roseanne, went to CS toilet, then walked home after buying our drinks.&lt;br /&gt;At park, Nina yiting and Roseanne waited at the clock while i went home to find Irene Renee and Regan.&lt;br /&gt;Went to clock, found that we don't have disc for the song, rush all the way back with Regan (he lobang me with his bike), like wtg!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha went back there, my leg kena by his tire~ x.x&lt;br /&gt;MD'ers did their make ups and warm ups, then prepared for the show. (:&lt;br /&gt;After our show is Malay dance, also another MDC. cute uhh. hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;So, KFC with one big group. Was super high when walking to KFC. hahahs&lt;br /&gt;did locking moves with Regan, sang tuts my barreh with louis and co. , laughing and talking about jokes, walking hand in hand. LOL! so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In KFC, talked alot of craps, about twits and stuffs like that. hahahahahs&lt;br /&gt;Faddies also came to KFC, then Mr Shaiful came also.&lt;br /&gt;So fun!&lt;br /&gt;After eating, went to Louis' house again with Regan Nina Renee Irene Yiting roseanne and Niki!&lt;br /&gt;Crap alot with them. Got jokes +"scary" jokes&lt;br /&gt;Then we all scaredscared cause its going midnight. Then all like ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha so walked home with Irene Renee Nina and Regan. Reached home safely. xD&lt;br /&gt;So tired~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5830298955134198796?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5830298955134198796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5830298955134198796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5830298955134198796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5830298955134198796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-like-wow-met-up-with-nina.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5571790554334973056</id><published>2009-01-30T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:19:17.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahahaha! im back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights today school was damn dope! xDD&lt;br /&gt;History was first. &amp;amp; it's so fun~ woooooooo i &lt;3 history!! :D&lt;br /&gt;PE; did not have PE cause cher not here~ so did maths instead. wahahah&lt;br /&gt;Amaths; revision on other chapters. hohohoho&lt;br /&gt;Recess then MT; slack all the way. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went out to buy bubbletea with Jamie and Renee. Talking all sorts of things!&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Dance was funnnnnnnnnnn! hohoho mdc ftw~&lt;br /&gt;I love lyrical....hiphop.LOL&lt;br /&gt;Well today did Lyrical, but not hiphop. too bad~&lt;br /&gt;BUT SO FUN! OH GOD *faints*&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;KFC with Bryan Debbie Jamie Louis Nina Regan Theresa Yiting. ahahha so crap!&lt;br /&gt;Qiyou joined afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed with regan.&lt;br /&gt;SO&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random;&lt;br /&gt;"Do unto others as you would have others do unto you"&lt;br /&gt;hahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5571790554334973056?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5571790554334973056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5571790554334973056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5571790554334973056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5571790554334973056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/wahahahaha-im-back-alrights-today.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-860077396883507952</id><published>2009-01-29T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T19:41:44.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mannnnnnnnn I'm so bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to meet Regan and Irene at 715, but then woke up late!!&lt;br /&gt;end up 8am then meet. x.x&lt;br /&gt;At hall = super boredddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths was fun as usual~~~~~~ ILOVEMATHS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Amaths, did revisions on sec 3 topics. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;Recess,&lt;br /&gt;Physics did some worksheet and talktalktalk&lt;br /&gt;MT; slept throughout the lesson. =x&lt;br /&gt;EL; did some adjectives work again~&lt;br /&gt;Hist; Went through SS SBQ instead. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral was funny. interesting also. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMED;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep. but.... nvm~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BORED. &amp;amp; my little brother is heartbroken.. sighh~&lt;br /&gt;BCHY; bro, cheer up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-860077396883507952?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/860077396883507952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=860077396883507952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/860077396883507952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/860077396883507952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/mannnnnnnnn-im-so-bored-wanted-to-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4793013171632280784</id><published>2009-01-28T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:25:13.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So long never blog le!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I'm so 'busy' nowadays. collecting ang baos and hanging out with people.&lt;br /&gt;Well went out to KFC with Qiyou, Regan, Kristel, Fatima.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Khai. (:&lt;br /&gt;Crap quite alot. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;currectly viewing my archive. and Thank God I've got so many friends that stood by me when I was pretty down that time. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha i miss studying now, in KFC. xD&lt;br /&gt;I MISS R2C. All the dance practices and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance is my Passion&lt;br /&gt;Dance is my Best&lt;br /&gt;Dance is ME&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4793013171632280784?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4793013171632280784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4793013171632280784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4793013171632280784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4793013171632280784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-never-blog-le-hahahaha-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5705726360860342266</id><published>2009-01-19T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:39:56.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bryan !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahah no comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;LOL AWAKE lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;br /&gt;i took photos with........ err i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;yeah if theres a need. ```&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;yesyes got quite alot. hohoho like that donald duck!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;erm sometimes, YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does you last text message say? &lt;br /&gt;lazy take and read leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you thinking of now?&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone was with you now?&lt;br /&gt;yarrrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;11++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did you buy the t-shirt that you are wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Not buy, gifted. hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is someone on your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. That potato ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 PEOPLE TAGGED TO DO THIS QUESTIONNAIRE. (and shall be used in the next 9 questions):&lt;br /&gt;1. Celia&lt;br /&gt;2. Debbie&lt;br /&gt;3. Glian&lt;br /&gt;4. Huijia&lt;br /&gt;5. Irene&lt;br /&gt;6. Jiana&lt;br /&gt;7. Jolene&lt;br /&gt;8. Khairudin&lt;br /&gt;9. Regan&lt;br /&gt;10. Shihui&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;mentally attached to an animal. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is 3 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;Female. But she is my father. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If 7 and 10 get together, would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;no~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is number 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;Sec3 topics~ triple maths leh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;br /&gt;I chat with them almost everyday~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;yessssssss right? hahahah no la, she is mine lo. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Say something about number 5.&lt;br /&gt;crazy, HORNY. LOL!!! fun to be with ~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you think about number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;LOLLOLLOL they both got boyfriends de. and they aren't les!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Describe number 9.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha potato. but not nice to eat. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What would you do if number 6 and 8 fought?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHA I doubt they will fight lor. Khai very mature de hor. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5705726360860342266?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5705726360860342266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5705726360860342266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5705726360860342266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5705726360860342266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/bryan-1.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6132501793919889595</id><published>2009-01-15T19:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:51:51.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oblRnGLLMyk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOPE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6132501793919889595?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6132501793919889595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6132501793919889595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6132501793919889595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6132501793919889595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/dope.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6356956495481201369</id><published>2009-01-14T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:59:12.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY COMPUTER IS STILL DOWN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was lonely~ ): Clara didn't come school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school met Irene, Regan and Renee, went to KFC to makan (again.)&lt;br /&gt;Then did some work, chatted abit. Went back school.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;Watched the volleyballers, and started crapping nonstop. we all were SO HIGH SO HIGH~ hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went FP then home.&lt;br /&gt;Currently on MSN with 2 crazy one. Regan and Jolene. LOL&lt;br /&gt;They make me laugh until stomach pain sia! ~.~&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;Next time then i'll give a brief update. TATA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6356956495481201369?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6356956495481201369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6356956495481201369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6356956495481201369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6356956495481201369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-computer-is-still-down-okay-tmr-was.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3531473502733795456</id><published>2009-01-11T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:03:42.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CCA FAIR WAS A SUCCESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but my computer crash-ded. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3531473502733795456?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3531473502733795456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3531473502733795456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3531473502733795456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3531473502733795456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/cca-fair-was-success-but-my-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2055563346767668797</id><published>2009-01-06T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:03:33.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was totally cool even though its boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;Went to school at 0715 for Emaths quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Oh goshh, I can't recall alot of things. sighh! I need to buck up mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;at 0815 was silent reading. No fun at all. zzz&lt;br /&gt;Lit was first. Ohmygod, Mdm Saleha is SUPER FUNNY AND CUTE. I love her jokes alotalot. Shes very dramatic. Those who have her as your teacher, better cherish her man! shes super nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;Physics was normal. Time actually goes faster. HAHAHAHA xD&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics in Eureka lab was like so fast. I thought half an hour gone, but actually, 1 hour is up! goshh. so fun.&lt;br /&gt;English. I almost sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;History was okay. Well it ended pretty well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was super duper fun once again. I still enjoy every moment* even though its tiring. HAHAHAHA. So many funny things happened. I'm still glad to see everyone walk out alive.&lt;br /&gt;xDDD&lt;br /&gt;Went Big Bookshop with Regan, Irene, Renee, Yiting and Nina. Talked about alot of funny things. Crap! they still are like last time!! hahaha childish. like me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;homeddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired lor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2055563346767668797?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2055563346767668797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2055563346767668797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2055563346767668797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2055563346767668797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-was-totally-cool-even-though-its.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3464126935457009444</id><published>2009-01-02T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:23:56.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been so long since I updated.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so gonna be a tough year for all the sec 4E5Ns of class 2009. Dude, ITS  O ' LEVELS! &lt;div&gt;Ohmygod, means most time is gonna be spent on BOOKs BOOKS and more BOOKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well nevermind. People, lets work hard~~~ woooooo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reopening of school is so fast, that as though you only gone through one or two days of holiday break &amp;amp; tadaa~ You are back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I think I'm still in Holiday mood. But, tell me who isn't?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I pretty much miss school.&lt;br /&gt;All the friends' laughters, jokes and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what, Bryan Shihui and Huijia went up to sec 5!!!!!!!!! HURRAY~&lt;br /&gt;I miss them so much, especially Huijia and Shihui. goshh I can't believe they will graduate with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;But sadly Khai didn't go up sec 5 when he had that chance to. sighh, we promised to go for prom together. ):&lt;br /&gt;FATHER YOU ALSO! how can you abandon me alone in this school! I will go find you man.&lt;br /&gt;GYM SOMEDAY OKAY~!!!!~!~~!~!~!&lt;br /&gt;Still got who I missed out??? o.o&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Dance was super zuper tiring. But it's okay :D&lt;br /&gt;WOO MDC YOU ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3~ hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;See you all next tuesday! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3464126935457009444?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3464126935457009444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3464126935457009444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3464126935457009444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3464126935457009444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-so-long-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3913160234946779701</id><published>2008-12-18T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:07:12.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry uh. still got new post. ON DEBBIE CHAK's 14th BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02575.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02574.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02574.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02573.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02573.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Group photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02577.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just suddenly pop out to snatch the attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02581.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne, Chen Ee, Me, Debbie, Peng, Marcus~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02578.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02578.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny twosome! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02579.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02579.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw one line?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02584.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02584.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULL SPEED AHEAD! VROOOM~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02583.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA her face can be mould into different shapes~ woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02590.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02590.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look. hes cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02582.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets look behind instead.. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02594.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02594.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02595.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She churps. HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02596.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02596.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside 18chef. with Marcus Shiming and Justine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02598.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02598.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with regan! half of marcus face. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02599.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02599.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSC shirt! :D and wayne behind making faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02600.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY GIRL and JUSTINE~!!~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02603.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02603.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSC &amp; Justine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02604.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02604.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When birthday girl squashed potato...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought whipped cream after that. and this is what happen.. ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02605.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being attacked by Regan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02606.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02606.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still clean lor. Later on very jialat. but nvr take pic T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02610.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02610.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In toilet whilst birthday girl washed herself up. She eventually wet herself! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02611.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02611.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is behind. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02613.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02613.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOOOAL!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02615.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02615.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny pic! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02616.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02616.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02617.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02617.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02618.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02618.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02620.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02620.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally she is done! but she looked so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02621.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02621.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last pic. ohmygod so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS its all so fun and happy. Hope to hang out with them again. together with bryan and theresa! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3913160234946779701?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3913160234946779701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3913160234946779701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3913160234946779701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3913160234946779701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/sorry-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-8719317333520836493</id><published>2008-12-17T21:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T13:43:25.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA its picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMF and before EMERGE~&lt;br /&gt;On that day Regan was super duper HANDSOME and CUTE~ hahahaha small shorty faster grow taller okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;Debbie looks great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHIO BU! *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;BRYAN AND CHEN EE looks sooooooooooo muture and handsome! WHEEEWEET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captions should always be below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is RSC with our supporters! Not all la. but some ^^&lt;br /&gt;Theres Justine, Peng, Yulin, and RSC and 4 other people. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right; Me, Peng, Chen Ee and Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justine and me!! Peng and chen ee tries to make funny faces behind. -.-!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02569.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justine together with RSC! but without Bryan. Taken while waiting for the EMERGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Debbie and Justine! hoho They both chio right! *move eyebrows up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture SUPER funny. Seems like Chen ee bites Regan's finger and regan is in 'pain'. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present you, RSC with missing Bryan. He is invisible. Lightning Bra so powderful right! you can't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC02552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That surprise they gave us. &amp;amp; we love it alot! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;current=n532501720_1060651_4103-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/n532501720_1060651_4103-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A VERY SPECIAL AND IMPORTANT PERSON!!! Because of her, we have the courage to stand on stage.&lt;br /&gt;RSC LOVES YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00719.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00719.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made by Bryan, Taken by Me, Presented to Miss T!(sry it might look abit~~~~~ haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways still got more to come. Our group photos still hasn't been uploaded~ *whistles*&lt;br /&gt;Wait for more okay! tune in to Jovin's Channel~ LOL kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8719317333520836493?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8719317333520836493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8719317333520836493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8719317333520836493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8719317333520836493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahaha-its-picture-time-mmf-and-before.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6681303193219853916</id><published>2008-12-13T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T08:39:28.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//editted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals for Make Me Famous yesterday was a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;Met up with RSC at 9am. But eventually, everyone was late except for Debbie and Chen Ee, who came kinda early~&lt;br /&gt;We found a place to take our group photos and stuffs like that. Was havin much fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;Got 1 picture on the Advertisement. I took them and its really funny. should post those pics when Chen Ee sends me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took train, and chen ee alighted at simei to do his hair. Headed to Jurong East to meet Theresa. She passed me my hoodie and chatted like awhile, then we went to boon lay. On the way, I'm like wondering whether its my hoodie, I found out that my hoodie dont have my smell sia! So I told debbie. Debbie smell the hoodie and said its Theresa's smell!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaha so funny la debbie's reaction.&lt;br /&gt;Out of the station debbie suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deb: "i miss theresa alr!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: "nah, smell my hoodie. HAHAHAHA"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deb : took the hoodie away and do some actions~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha i know this is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we went to the park to slack cos its rather early, like 11+ when our rehearsal is at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;Sat and Chat and Sleep and Play. Took pictures and sing song, then do Debbie's extension.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to CHC building.&lt;br /&gt;Had a Rehearsal on the Finale dance with the contestants and loud crew. Then Chen Ee joined us with his spiky hair! Dopedopedope.&lt;br /&gt;Did make ups and style our hair, we being our 1st dry run.&lt;br /&gt;Finish alr, we saw alot of ppl outside queueing up ! ohmygod~ All of us were nervous of course.&lt;br /&gt;so we started to sit down and talk and do warm ups at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its our turn. We stand there for a very long time, because they wanted the crowds to cheer for us. They were so loud. Really. I know Regan was shaking up there right! HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna know the results?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA I won't tell you first. continue reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for the EMERGE after MMF.&lt;br /&gt;The performances was dope, everything was dope ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ended and we gathered with Chen ee's cell group members. They gave us a surprise! but Bryan wasn't able to get it yet, cause he went off early. So i'm not gonna tell you yet! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Went for "supper" with them. But drunk Milo PENG(inside joke) only. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Homed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSC; &lt;div&gt;Great job guys. All of you did wonderful job. Even when we quarrel, when we show attitude to each other. Even when we cant produce good results, we are always there for one another. Maybe without all these quarrels, we can't get to know each other better. No matter how hard to reach the goal, we tried our very best! Really. I've seen so much from all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much from bryan's ideas on costumes and when he patiently taught Chen Ee the steps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much from debbie when she tries to be on time, and we oftenly came late! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much from regan when he make us laugh and improve his dance by controlling after all the trainings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much from Chen Ee for cooperating with us, and improve after all this trainings and stand on stage to dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys really grew after these trainings and last min decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so proud of you all! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have won, The Most Popular Group Award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't matter we're first or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have done ourselves proud! &amp;amp; yeah, lets continue to move on in dance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three cheers for RSC! hip hip HURRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAIT. I almost forgot to thank some IMPORTANT people. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU THERESA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For being there for us, teaching us steps and tolerating our nonsense that we always made. You took out your time to choreo and meet us up to let us learn, but we always come up with last min decisions. I'm so sorry for what we've done! really can't estimate our gratitude towards you! you're the BEST!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we should meet up sooooooooooon for some little surprises. *evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justine!!! In case you say I never write for you! here goes~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS FOR COMING FOR ALL REHEARSALS AND FOR THE FINALS! WOOOO YOU ROCK~ Oh yes! My rubberband still with you~ and you tricked me lo, you said you buying beer, but you buy "rootbeer" how can you do this~~~~~~~~~ cheat my feelings! =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should give you money so you can -fill-in-the-blanks- (inside joke) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6681303193219853916?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6681303193219853916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6681303193219853916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6681303193219853916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6681303193219853916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/finals-for-make-me-famous-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1414964611530952152</id><published>2008-12-06T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:18:16.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging for quite some time. I know my blog's dead alr.&lt;br /&gt;So please make it alive!!!! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on Saturday was 'shopping spree' with Debbie and Regan.&lt;br /&gt;Debbie's mum fetch us to bukit merah cause there's warehouse sale! But the stocks were almost cleared out, so we can't find our pants we wanted. So Debbie's mum brought us to queensway, we found one, but its beyond our buget. Moving on to Marine Parade's Song&amp;amp;Song, we found a Addidas basketball shorts. We wanted to get it cause it has red logos~&lt;br /&gt;Make quite a few choice, but finally chose that pants! &amp;amp; guess what, its freaking comfortable! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was MMF rehearsal with RSC. All of us were rushing and stuffs like that. 1st dry run was BAD. But after Theresa's pointers, we manage to get it right. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had so much laughters yesterday, when Regan got jacked by Bryan in three different langauge. Its ohmygod, damn funny~~!!! =x hahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Must thank Theresa for being there! :D Also, Justine &amp;amp; Julian for coming down also. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well well, im so tired ^^&lt;br /&gt;Should go off now! BYEBYE. hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1414964611530952152?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1414964611530952152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1414964611530952152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1414964611530952152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1414964611530952152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-i-havent-been-blogging-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5574553361831487555</id><published>2008-12-01T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:46:44.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BACK TO BLOGGING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I lazy do quizes la. next time then do. got 3 somemore! -.-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Yesterday was rehearsal for MMF.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Mr cute Regan. HAHAHA (his new name.) Ate and went to try out our dance song.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end had to change back to audi for rehearsal. Chen Ee met us at 2, then Theresa took cab and pick us up at TM there, then went back to dome. Dance and do teachings then left the place at 4.&lt;br /&gt;Went to find Debbie at MRT station. Trainded to Boon Lay. Theresa left us at cityhall.&lt;br /&gt;We chatted alot of things in the Train. So fun ^^&lt;br /&gt;Reached, and buy some things to fill up our stomach then went to CHC building. Prepared and stuffs like that, then crapped.&lt;br /&gt;Justine came. just to buy us china apple drink. LOL! kidding. We keep irritate her by calling her 31 yrs old auntie. hahahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got quite a few comments from the people, about our costume. We planned to make it striking alr. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Finished Rehearsal and Dad send all of us back.&lt;br /&gt;We chatted in the car, played DS, sleep. Do alot of things tgt ^^&lt;br /&gt;Went Tmart to buy mac, then debbie and chen ee went home. Then Regan left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun with them. All the running around, wrestling and laughing. hahah unforgettable day aite.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSC ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5574553361831487555?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5574553361831487555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5574553361831487555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5574553361831487555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5574553361831487555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-to-blogging-i-lazy-do-quizes-la.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2736164470405637806</id><published>2008-11-28T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:35:33.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Promise to have one more quiz today before I go for my dance ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules that you should obey if you are tagged ;&lt;br /&gt;1. Each blogger must post about these rules&lt;br /&gt;2. Each blogger start with ten random facts/habbits about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogger are tag need to write about their own blog&lt;br /&gt;4. Choose ten people to get tag and list their names&lt;br /&gt;5. Dont forget to left them comment telling them they've been tag &amp;amp; to read your blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten Random Fact/Habbits bout me&lt;br /&gt;1. I love dance&lt;br /&gt;2. DANCE~&lt;br /&gt;3. D-A-N-C-E&lt;br /&gt;4. Still dance~&lt;br /&gt;5. Can't live without dance la!&lt;br /&gt;6. Okayokay, I am limegreen lover!&lt;br /&gt;7. HAHA, my friends are all my lovers. LOL kidding =x&lt;br /&gt;8. i love number 16!&lt;br /&gt;9. I dont know what to write sia.. can jump back to dance?!&lt;br /&gt;10. Inspiration comes from water! HAHAHAHA shhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten people who got tagged :D&lt;br /&gt;Those that I tagged in the previous quiz luh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayokay. Dance today is a must to be strict!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lets go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2736164470405637806?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2736164470405637806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2736164470405637806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2736164470405637806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2736164470405637806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/promise-to-have-one-more-quiz-today.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7395839223278557081</id><published>2008-11-27T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:27:29.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I'll do one quiz each day! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can read all quizes together after 4 days! LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By MARISALIMSIXING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick a word that begins with the first letter of your name .&lt;br /&gt;- wah hard.. hmmm. Judicious! hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your ex shows up randomly at your house , what do you say ?&lt;br /&gt;- Invite him in lor. what can i do? any suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How many bedrooms are in your house ?&lt;br /&gt;- 1 million. LOL Singapore is my house. just kidding (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is there a reason for your profile song ?&lt;br /&gt;- I like it ^^ (also, lazy change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I bet you're missing someone right now ?&lt;br /&gt;- You lose! Give me money!! fastfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you hate the last girl you were talking to ?&lt;br /&gt;- NO. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was your last text message from ?&lt;br /&gt;- Chen EE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What time did you wake up this morning ?&lt;br /&gt;- 7am, 10am, 3pm, 3.30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If someone liked you right now , would you want them to tell you ?&lt;br /&gt;- If it makes the person suffer by not saying, I rather they say. muahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you mean it when you said ' i love you ' last ?&lt;br /&gt;- No la, I say for fun. WTH stupid question! -.- of cos mean it luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Is it okay if you kiss people when you're single ?&lt;br /&gt;- .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is wrong with you right now ?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm right not wrong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think you'll be married in 10 years ?&lt;br /&gt;- 25 huh? Perhaps! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Would you kiss someone to make your ex bf/gf mad ?&lt;br /&gt;- For wat? Waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you believe exes can really ever be ' just friends ' ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yesh why not. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you use t9 , word or abc?&lt;br /&gt;- T9! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you tell your mom everything ?&lt;br /&gt;- Err not really ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who was the last person you cried in front of ?&lt;br /&gt;- Im strong! woooohooooo! no la, if I cry, only cry because of anger ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you told anybody you loved them today ?&lt;br /&gt;- Yesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How's your ex doing ?&lt;br /&gt;- no comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who can you trust ?&lt;br /&gt;- SO MANY PEOPLE.(not). Refer to my previous quizes ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you love the person you last thought of ?&lt;br /&gt;- Hmmm I'm thinking of myself, so i love myself!! lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are tagged to do the quiz (:&lt;br /&gt;(According to Alphabetical order)&lt;br /&gt;-Bryan&lt;br /&gt;-Celia&lt;br /&gt;-Debbie&lt;br /&gt;-Glian&lt;br /&gt;-Hujia&lt;br /&gt;-Regan&lt;br /&gt;-Shihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, maybe I'll do one more ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write down 11 names that come to your mind now to start the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;do NOT look at the questions before doing !&lt;br /&gt;Aft that , tag 5 ppl to do the quiz .&lt;br /&gt;(alphabetical order)&lt;br /&gt;1.Bryan&lt;br /&gt;2.Celia&lt;br /&gt;3.Debbie&lt;br /&gt;4.Glian&lt;br /&gt;5.Huijia&lt;br /&gt;6.Louis&lt;br /&gt;7.Marisa&lt;br /&gt;8.Nazri&lt;br /&gt;9.Regan&lt;br /&gt;10.Shihui&lt;br /&gt;11.Sulaiman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Are 1 and 5 best friend ?&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are close to each other ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Among 1 and 2 , who do you like more ?&lt;br /&gt;Wth! All my friends will have same treatment!! I love them just as much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Does 6 love to eat alot ?&lt;br /&gt;YES, he is undergoing puberty stage. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What is 7 Favourite colour ?&lt;br /&gt;theres pink, green, silver..... (forgot =x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 4 impression about 1 ?&lt;br /&gt;BEST. aiya I told you my friends all know each other, they are close~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Is 11 cute ?&lt;br /&gt;No, but he is cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Is 9 Single or attached ?&lt;br /&gt;Single, but mentally attached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How do you think about 4 ?&lt;br /&gt;MY SEXY FATHER! &amp;amp; I LOVE HER. HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do 10 have any pets ?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. She herself is one. LOL ducky~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Can you accept when 2 is gone?&lt;br /&gt;WTF. HELL NO ^^ my wife leh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5person do survey?&lt;br /&gt;Debbie, Celia, Huijia, Shihui, GLIAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7395839223278557081?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7395839223278557081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7395839223278557081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7395839223278557081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7395839223278557081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-guess-ill-do-one-quiz-each-day-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-615240612461537223</id><published>2008-11-25T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T18:17:38.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the 4 of us are.&lt;br /&gt;Very.&lt;br /&gt;Angry.&lt;br /&gt;Because.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;Told.&lt;br /&gt;Us.&lt;br /&gt;To.&lt;br /&gt;Meet.&lt;br /&gt;Up.&lt;br /&gt;For.&lt;br /&gt;Dance.&lt;br /&gt;Yet.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;Excused.&lt;br /&gt;Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;For.&lt;br /&gt;Not.&lt;br /&gt;Turning.&lt;br /&gt;Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me cancel my outing with Marisa &amp;amp; Debbie to go East Coast just for you. Lols. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-615240612461537223?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/615240612461537223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=615240612461537223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/615240612461537223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/615240612461537223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-just-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6888042858884140551</id><published>2008-11-22T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T14:54:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MARISALIMSIXING very boliao, want me do test she made up.&lt;br /&gt;aiyooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a] MUST PASSED THIS TEST ARD , it's by MARISALIM (!) HAHAHAH :DD&lt;br /&gt;[b] MUST DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] Are you in love ?&lt;br /&gt;- YESSSSSSSS &amp;amp; HES SO CUTE OHMYGOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2] Does th person know you love him ?&lt;br /&gt;- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3] What if tht person rejects you ?&lt;br /&gt;- dont know leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4] Who are your best qans/friends ? (: ( name 5 )&lt;br /&gt;Can dont five? i got alot leh.&lt;br /&gt;1)Debbie&lt;br /&gt;2)Regan&lt;br /&gt;3)Marisa&lt;br /&gt;4)Bryan&lt;br /&gt;5)Celia&lt;br /&gt;6)Huijia&lt;br /&gt;7)Shihui&lt;br /&gt;8)Sandy&lt;br /&gt;9)Jiana&lt;br /&gt;10)Qiyou.&lt;br /&gt;See i got alot lo!!! and many more ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5] Will you die fr your friends ?&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha if they are worth it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6] Who will you save ? Your bestfriend or Boyfriend ?&lt;br /&gt;- see how lo. ^^ ask ppl come save also la! aiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7] If you qot a choice , who will you wanna be ?&lt;br /&gt;- I WANT another choice. no la! hahaha i wanna be THE dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8] Would you watch ghost show or comedy ?&lt;br /&gt;- BOTHBOTH!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9] If you have 3 wishes , what would it be ?&lt;br /&gt;- Make dancing my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;- Lvl up in dance.&lt;br /&gt;- AIYA anything got to do with dance. but most imptly, everyone around me to be happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10] MAKE YOUR MOUTH BIGGERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD T 10 PEOPLE :D&lt;br /&gt;1. Huijia&lt;br /&gt;2. Shihui&lt;br /&gt;3. Debbie&lt;br /&gt;4. Regan&lt;br /&gt;5. Celia&lt;br /&gt;6. Donovan&lt;br /&gt;7. Sandy&lt;br /&gt;8. Aqasha&lt;br /&gt;9. ........&lt;br /&gt;eh 10 is too much la! aiyoooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in orbis for maple! -.- grrr&lt;br /&gt;Anyways im bored too. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6888042858884140551?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6888042858884140551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6888042858884140551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6888042858884140551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6888042858884140551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/marisalimsixing-very-boliao-want-me-do.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1975676358286920215</id><published>2008-11-20T19:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:57:43.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONGRATS DEBBIE!!! FOR GETTING INTO E4!!!! HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;See la, my rapist high, i also high with her! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FILMING IS FINALLY O-V-E-R!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOO (```)&lt;br /&gt;Its freaking fun i tell you! I thought it will be veryyyyyyyy longggggg, but in fact, its not! hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Indian dance film outside in a field, and Modern Dance were filmed in school.&lt;br /&gt;Its like sooooo coool especially when Cassandra make us all go HIGH together with Amy. Its a wonderful experience DEH. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;We shared ghost stories and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Theres this one part, where I'm talking about some freaky story, and the assistant director suddenly shouted "boo!" then everyone got shocked. But i didn't, cause I was too into talking, and when I see the reaction, its like ALL of them JUMPED up! HAHHAH hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE became CALEFARE. The scene was super funny, and we are all controlling to STOP laughing. Super dope sia. keep retake lo. HAHAHAHA. Bloody chair hide me from the camera :D&lt;br /&gt;if you know what i meant! hahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;br /&gt;im off (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1975676358286920215?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1975676358286920215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1975676358286920215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1975676358286920215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1975676358286920215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/congrats-debbie-for-getting-into-e4.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4153633971177483452</id><published>2008-11-18T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:56:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Biking session was super fun with Regan, Marisa and QuanLong.&lt;br /&gt;Went to do hair extension &lt;- Marisa.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate KFC. After that bike-ded to Pasir Ris, Ehub.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around the arcade, playing and crapping. Then walk to the kopitiam, cos marisa wanna eat(again) but she ate desert instead.&lt;br /&gt;Bike-ded back to 700+ then QuanLong got gastric cos he didn't eat, then chiong buy medicine.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go Marisa's house, but went home to makan before that.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Biocops, its sort of a gore movie instead, and marisa finds it disgusting. :o&lt;br /&gt;ahhhahaha, they had dinner(i had to eat again), then continue watching.&lt;br /&gt;Ride home with Regan at 2230. had a heart to heart talk. pretty fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance today was short but awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting with RSC. then went Tmart with Debbie. Ate there, then she bought fries from KFC and we saw Limin. We went to LAN after that. played audition and maple. ^^&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4153633971177483452?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4153633971177483452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4153633971177483452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4153633971177483452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4153633971177483452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/biking-session-was-super-fun-with-regan.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7078973253201565862</id><published>2008-11-16T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:27:21.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THERESA!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;I'm late by 1 hour 23 mins. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Eh no, i blogged at MD's blog! so i ain't late. muahahahah~&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll still sing a birthday song for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Miss T!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILES OKAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;You're definately one of a kind!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i definately love you! (not as in lesbian la!)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ROCK !&lt;br /&gt;K im off. LOL byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7078973253201565862?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7078973253201565862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7078973253201565862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7078973253201565862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7078973253201565862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/theresa-happy-birthday-im-late-by-1.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4430714079297255319</id><published>2008-11-15T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T12:11:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dance yesterday was much more better! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the Dancers at around 9, then they had their own practices.&lt;br /&gt;Modern ones had less practices because we are alr done with the routines and stuffs like that, so only left with Indian dancers to finish their things.&lt;br /&gt;Story telling by Aini was funny! In fact, all of us sat down and listen to her. Interesting okay! hahahaa :D&lt;br /&gt;945, we went back to practice until the director from Mediacorp came down and view.&lt;br /&gt;After all, it was good! :DD&lt;br /&gt;Went TM after CCA, ate Long John, and crap alil' before heading to Tmart. Sent Debbzie home.&lt;br /&gt;Had a short game of badminton with Debbie and Regan, then went home at around 2 cause were super tired.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways short day = short post!&lt;br /&gt;im off :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4430714079297255319?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4430714079297255319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4430714079297255319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4430714079297255319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4430714079297255319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/dance-yesterday-was-much-more-better.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3089843045037370844</id><published>2008-11-13T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:50:13.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) Continue this game by sending it to other people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;DANCE, eat, sleep, breathe, walk around, crap &amp;amp; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;If the phone got crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. What happened at 10.00am today?&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for Graduation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;When I got back my result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;br /&gt;A little little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Level up in Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;People who know me, knows that I would dance in the rain. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Theres alot leh. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;shorts la. why so pyscho want know what im wearing?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Nicest ar, lazy check. But the most upsetting, sure have. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;In theatre or ? If theatre, HSM3. Otherwise, Hansel and Gretel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me one more time. - Gareth Gates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;Vinnzy,vin, child(by sexy father. LOL), rapist. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last received text message say?&lt;br /&gt;Please don't let it happen again. See you both tmr. - Theresa. (same as debbie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.21. Who gives you best advice?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, Dhaifina, Huijia. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream out of a can?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What/who was the last thing/person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;I just crack a smile, didn't laugh though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;br /&gt;Afiqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person?&lt;br /&gt;no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm yar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the colour of your room?&lt;br /&gt;Whiteeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying : talk is cheap?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;br /&gt;Amira? not sure leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a life?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if not why would I be here typing! DUDE!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didnt die?&lt;br /&gt;What the hell are you asking huhhhhhhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;br /&gt;Profile song, no. Blog song, yes. I like it, cannot is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Last time you smiled?&lt;br /&gt;Today lo. I can't go on without smiling at least 1 time !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you changed this year?&lt;br /&gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What are you listening right now?&lt;br /&gt;Buzzing sound. no la. songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you doing this?&lt;br /&gt;Debbie, Marisa and Regan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by?&lt;br /&gt;Yes definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;errr recorder counted? hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week?&lt;br /&gt;Stop dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What are you doing last night at 11pm?&lt;br /&gt;chatting in msn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What song best describe your love life?&lt;br /&gt;I can't think lehh. my brain not working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;nooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who always make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, Debbie, Sulaiman, Louis, Regan, Sandy, Huijia, Shihui, &amp;amp; quite alot others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese, Hokkien. Singlish counted? I learn abit of other language, but i dont use them.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favourite website(s)?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;don't haveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;D-A-N-C-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. What do you think you are like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. You ask others la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with?&lt;br /&gt;nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Where have you been today?&lt;br /&gt;School, Century Square, TMall, Home, outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. What game do you play often?&lt;br /&gt;Audition and Soldier Front. But i don't play them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Who are you missing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;both are important, stop asking questions that are difficult to answer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Asking the obvious. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Which primary school are you from?&lt;br /&gt;Junyuan Primary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like?&lt;br /&gt;LimeGreen, Red, Teal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. What emotion you like to show?&lt;br /&gt;(```) *moves eyebrows up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. What is your life to you?&lt;br /&gt;Up and down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Be very violent. some people should know.. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, Debbie, Regan, Marisa, huiyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you admire most??&lt;br /&gt;JabbaWockeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;br /&gt;November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. How are you feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;Angry, with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;2234&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What kind of person do u think the one who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;UNIQUE! FUN! LOVING! HYPER! COOOOOOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye hair?&lt;br /&gt;I don't dye my hair. That makes my hair die. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Why are you doing this test?&lt;br /&gt;Because im bored, and debbzie tagged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody?&lt;br /&gt;The wall will be my victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Not young, not old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Who is more important to you?&lt;br /&gt;People who are close to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Finish my dream. impossible, but ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, Debbie, Huijia, Shihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain?&lt;br /&gt;*nods head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Very simple, go Oschool and learn dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;LEVEL UP IN DANCE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Nahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;Happy, Horny! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Do you really think its Global Warming now?&lt;br /&gt;yar alil'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. What feeling do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Sure I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Who cares for you most?&lt;br /&gt;Family, close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;One word, five letters. D-A-N-C-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight?&lt;br /&gt;Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Unable to accomplish things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;br /&gt;Deadly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;br /&gt;" fuck off from my life. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ppl who are down for this quiz:&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, Regan, Marisa, Glian, Huijia, Shihui, Celia, Louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's show was pretty much worth it. Theres Indian, Social, Modern, Malay and Hiphop Dance. Really niceeee :D&lt;br /&gt;Nina fell down, poor thing. take care aites!&lt;br /&gt;Today had council, got tired out cause wasn't able to get enough sleep. Pretty moody, but councillors cheered me up with their laughters, but still..&lt;br /&gt;Dance was worse. I rather not say about it. It makes me super angry, with myself.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope someone would kill me at that time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Hang around with Debbie and Sandy.&lt;br /&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.. I can't get hold of being angry. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3089843045037370844?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3089843045037370844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3089843045037370844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3089843045037370844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3089843045037370844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-who-have-been-tagged-must-write.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5219464043350151894</id><published>2008-11-11T22:10:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:43:57.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging. Was super busy these few days! sorry horrr.... hahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yesterday had council meeting followed by dance pract with RSC.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Bryan and Chen Ee together with Regan at inter mac, then make our way to 391 there the dome. Unfortunately, the main socket was locked, so was unable to get the electricity for the speakers. Went up to Marisa's house to find her, then she was going to her school to get her phone back, but somehow, the teacher left it in her bag? Debbie came, and we crapped awhile, then went to mac. So Marisa came mac to find us. Ate and stuffs like that, we walked to POD. Trying to dance there, but got distracted somehow or rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched Yeeloke at Tmart with Marisa and Regan, then went back to POD. On the way, Debbie call, then Marisa was like "got taiji liao" , then regan and I ran alllllll the way to POD, but found out she got stared by some ppl nia! -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;Bryan feel sick, so he and chen ee went home first.&lt;br /&gt;We played balls and was forced to go backcourt. So slacked awhile there, sent debbie home and went to Marisa's house at 630.&lt;br /&gt;Watched shutter, and its not scary lo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then Miss Marisa was scared! hahahahaha =x&lt;br /&gt;did i say your secret out?! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Watched TOKYO DRIFT half way, then Marisa's mum came back. She is very friendly :D&lt;br /&gt;She bought back food for us, so we ate abit and continued our show, then went home around 9 going to 10.&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, REGAN got SUPER high! i dont know why, he just got high and hit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moderndance Practice today was FUN!!! our routines are up! BUT its very complicated. NEVERMIND WE STILL FINISHDED ALR! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Before that, went to General Office with Bryan, and was talking about the clerks there, so i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;vin; clerk... cluck...&lt;br /&gt;bry; clerk..&lt;br /&gt;bry&amp;vin; click!&lt;br /&gt;bry&amp;vin; hey we say the same thing! (hi-five)&lt;br /&gt;bry;(talking about birds)&lt;br /&gt;bry&amp;vin; KUKU!!!&lt;br /&gt;bry; EH AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhahaha as you can see, Mr Bryan and me are flowable~~~ HAHAA thats what he claims!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dance was pretty tiring, sweat like crazy, but nevertheless, it was F-U-N!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;After dance, busded to Tmart, was talking and having fun~&lt;br /&gt;Ate at Tmart, Hokkien Mee and carrot cake(shared btw deb reg and me)&lt;br /&gt;Nicenice~ hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Went look around at the lan shop, then sent debbie home. Went to find Marisa(again).&lt;br /&gt;Yeeloke came, then we went to rent CDs, then go Marisa's house and watch again! hahahha&lt;br /&gt;Two shows, Acaria(?) and Hansel&amp;amp;Gretel. H&amp;amp;G is not really horror lo! haahha&lt;br /&gt;We almost fell asleep watching Acaria. So decided to change. =x&lt;br /&gt;Homed at 830. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regan backed me up as a fighter, Marisa backed Regan up as a molester, and I backed Marisa up as a talker. LAME RIGHT?! LOL but its so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the three of us, should back debbie up! as dont know what luh. hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;dope arrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for RSC! and Marisa! hahahha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5219464043350151894?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5219464043350151894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5219464043350151894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5219464043350151894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5219464043350151894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back-from-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-562121144461593367</id><published>2008-11-09T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:20:46.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabo sia mr bryan!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE #2 Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;br /&gt;~ yepppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;~ HAHAHA you think leh? nooo la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;br /&gt;~ SCHOOL ROCKS! no, i mean my friends rocks! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;~ woah i must be damn lucky. when time comes, then say la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;~ Nope. (```)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ being loved? haha no la, both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your favourite pick-up line when you first knew someone?&lt;br /&gt;~ "whats up" LOL no! I don't pick up calls. unless i know the person well. muahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;~ do nothing.. haha what do you expect me to do huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;br /&gt;~ OF COURSE! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What makes you angry?&lt;br /&gt;~ when someone do last min changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;~ hmmm, 25 yrs old. having dance scholarship! and win lots of competitions. &amp;amp; most importantly, dancing with those who have the same passion as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;br /&gt;~ got alot leh, lazy name out. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most important thing in life?&lt;br /&gt;~ can change the question to thing(s)? hahah having fun dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Single or attached? With who?&lt;br /&gt;~ Singleeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;~ Lime Green!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;~ Hmmmm see how. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;~ I don't 'hong' la okay?! AHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;~ if im saint, i will do it. but currently, maybe no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you want to tell the someone you like?&lt;br /&gt;~ hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. 5 people I have tagged:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijia&lt;br /&gt;shihui&lt;br /&gt;celia&lt;br /&gt;marisa&lt;br /&gt;debbie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-562121144461593367?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/562121144461593367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=562121144461593367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/562121144461593367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/562121144461593367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/sabo-sia-mr-bryan-rule-1-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2386808060657005394</id><published>2008-11-08T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:52:01.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dance on Thurs and Fri was fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;Can't rmb what I did on thursday. =x&lt;br /&gt;Anyways friday after dance went eat lunch with Debbie Bryan Theresa and Louis at CS, had ban bian with bryan, while debbie and theresa ate the beef noodles.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan seems to be like Louis' father cause he fed louis as louis dont know how to use the chopsticks! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Miz 29 and checked out the stuffs there. Louis bought a basketball shorts at 15 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;So bryan and louis left us, so deb and me sent theresa to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of MRT, Bryan said that my job is to pump in gas for MRT. But theres no job like that! MRT DON'T NEED GAS LIKE CARS DO! LOL!(inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;So went to Debbie house and get basketball, then to Marisa's house to pump 'gas' LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So each of us were carrying a basketball, which looks stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Although we didn't play basketball, we chatted quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;Went POD, then sent deb home. Find YeeLoke, had dinner, home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I waited bloody long for the bloody bus. &amp;amp; guess what, I can only take the 6th 291 and the 8th bus to reach home. STUPID SBS! lousy service! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went borders at PP with Deb and Sandy. Met up at inter, then had brunch at CS. Beef noodles this time round. Then bused down to PP. Debbie bought New Moon, and Sandy bought The Clique. Went back to Tampines' popular, times and library. I reserved a book! :D&lt;br /&gt;Homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. need to rest soon. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2386808060657005394?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2386808060657005394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2386808060657005394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2386808060657005394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2386808060657005394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/dance-on-thurs-and-fri-was-fun-d-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2545950962293240436</id><published>2008-11-06T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:27:38.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, if there were one chance, just one chance, to turn back the time and everything's back to normal, will you give it to us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm really lost, I can't bear to see my brother sad. Its been so hard on him. God, if the promises he made to You can be broken, I will do &lt;u&gt;anything&lt;/u&gt; for You. I don't know how to make his wound heal faster, I don't know how to make everything back to normal. God, I really need Your guidance. He is a very very good kid, God. Maybe all the good persons in the world, got really bad treatment. I don't know why. God, I know You throw this obstacles to us, but we have got no idea how to clear it up. I cannot let him do it alone, he is just 13 years old. He has got no experience of this just yet. I need to help him, but I don't know where to start and how to end. God, I'm in a maze right now, and God, will You show me the way? He got hurt, and nobody cares. He got upset, and yet people blames him. He tortures himself, but no one understand. He get despise, for loving someone wholeheartedly. Maybe I can only turn to You, for You will be by our side to support us. God, if loving someone is a sin, why do You love us? It makes no sense.. God, will someone ever wake up, and cherish the person beside them? Or start loving and regretting after the person who love them left. If thats the case, I would rather You take him away from all these tortures. Let him isolates, and draw lines between him, and her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God, I want to pray for him, I pray that, someone out there, will learn to cherish him and love him, like how he love someone with that passionate heart..&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/23783619-2545950962293240436?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2545950962293240436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2545950962293240436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2545950962293240436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2545950962293240436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-if-there-were-one-chance-just-one.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7090240977619515085</id><published>2008-11-03T00:08:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:33:11.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Glian sexy father for being the first to wish.&lt;br /&gt;Second goes to Renee's sms!&lt;br /&gt;Third from Marisa! Forth from Debbzie (they are in one conver with me, but debbie slow la!)&lt;br /&gt;Fifth from my BIG sister, Dhaifina!&lt;br /&gt;Sixth from Roseanne. Seventh from Xueyi and her cutecute drawings;:D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Sandy for being the eight&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Miaoxian for being the nineth&lt;br /&gt;Tenth goes to Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Early Message from ChanHuiJia PARTNER! &lt;333333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks shihui!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;For the message;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY BASTARD !Finally, you're 15 ! hahah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Congrats mans !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This post is specially for you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;First and foremost, happy birthday ! I hope you enjoyed your birthday today (: Im still sorry because i couldnt join you all today, but i hope the present?!, and this post will help. Hhahaha. maybe it wun help, but i dunno ! :X hahaha. Alrights. Erm, I know you since this year? correct? Its not very very long lah,but i had alot of fun whenever im with you (: You're someone kinda boy-ish, yet feminine(like that spell uh?) , Hahaha, you're so freaking cool (: The first impression for me and the first time i saw you was, when you first dance. I think you're super super cool (: You dance freaking well. That time i dont know you yet, but i heard before of your name, and many ppl were saying that you're a great dancer (: after knowing you, i realise , you're really a good dancer (: The passion for dance is amazing !! hahaha ! Its like so OH-MY-GOD ! hahaha. the first time i get to know you, was also through Dance. You had dance practice with bryan they all at dome. And i actually went there to look at you all practice, and then we actually communicate quite well uh, then after that, we get to know each other more and more, and thats how we become BASTARD and BITCH ! (: And, you're someone very very good lah, like when i want someone to accompany me for lunch, you're definetly there. (: And My birthday this year, Thanks alot, because, you're the first person, who didn reject celebrating with me (: You make me smile, when u say u celebrate with me, because i thought, no one's gonna celebrate for me, but you make me smile, from my heart (: Love you man bastard. I'll never forget you. Even after i graduate, even if if if if if if, we never contact already, i'll still remember you ;JOVIN TAN !! take very very good care, its the starting of your 15 years old life, Enjoy yourself, make the best out of it. Love you ! &lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks to berlyn, celia, charis, jiana, ivy, sandylim, jiayan, yongxiang, shamimi, nina, aqasha, josephine, shikin, yeeloke, roseanne, brianchung, miaoxian, chiew ping, amalina, javen, zhiyuan, kitty and others for the birthday wishes!!!!!!!! &lt;3333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went out at around 1030 to meet Regan and he greeted me with a happy birthday wish and a 'slap'. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;Walked to inter, then took bus to T mart to meet Debbie and Marisa.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to head back to inter, TM to NTUC to buy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Talked and crapped. They insisted that birthday girl should not take anything, but i still took it :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so, we went to Bryan's house to have fun!&lt;br /&gt;There were Bryan, sulaiman, xueyi, glian and louis at first, together with Debbie Regan and Marisa, then Theresa came over. We slacked awhile, then had spaghetti for lunch, cooked by Bryan and Louis, and 'improvise' by Regan Debbie and Marisa. :D&lt;br /&gt;We played with the straightener for awhile, then they wanna cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;Debbzie chak covered my eyes, and I am VERY curious!&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGOD LA, The Cake is SUPER NICE OKAY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Homemade by Mr Bryan :D&lt;br /&gt;He rocks to the core. &lt;strong&gt;THANKS SO MUCH BRYAN!&lt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; a chocolate fondue with strawberries (written Jovin with the berries) by &lt;strong&gt;Mr Louis P&lt;/strong&gt;. :D &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU THERESA FOR THE DONUTS&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TM with Debbie, Regan, Theresa and Marisa.&lt;br /&gt;They ate Long John cause got the crazy deals ar.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted about dance and stuffs like that, then went to arcade!&lt;br /&gt;Daytona was first. Theresa fought with Debbie, and me with regan.&lt;br /&gt;But Regan got cut by the stupid steering wheels! &lt;strong&gt;Thanks Bryan, Debbie, Glian, Louis, Marisa, Regan, Sulaiman, Theresa and Xueyi for taking out their time and celebrate my birthday with me. Thanks for the fun! I LOVE ALL OF YOU &lt;3333333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first time celebrating my birthday with so many people. xD&lt;br /&gt;Other times was so boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before I end, I've a serious story to share.. Maybe you can share your opinions.. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my life, I met two person, a guy and a girl. Don't wanna say who they are. Guy is devoted, caring, cute but talk alot =x. Girl is pretty and sweet. They had been friends for 200+ days I guess. Guy love girl alot. more than anyone else as from what I have seen. He never attempt to break girl's heart, even as a status of friend. He had shown so much that girl didn't even notice it. &amp;amp; sad to say, girl did not have feelings for him. Guy tried so hard to persuade her to stead with him, and let him take good care of her, but shes afraid that guy will break her heart someday. As an outsider, I have seen so much from guy, so much that I think he should be given a chance, to act out his love for girl. But, he wasn't able to get any chances from her. When he wanted to talk to her wholeheartedly, he got rejected. I can see from his eyes, his sadness, his pain. The torture that no one could imagine, but because I was with him, I see the another side of him. The not cheerful, not cute guy, but a serious, and sad guy. I feel that girl should know what guy did for her, and give him the chance he deserves for all things he done. Likewise, he almost got knock down by a car, as girl rejected to listen to him talk. I wonder what he was thinking about =/ He just kept on telling us, 'don't blame her, its my fault, don't blame her, its my fault' for he do not want the girl to get hurt. But the more he do this, the more pain he gains, however, he did not stop, because he know that he must not let her gets upset. He gets jealous, and he punched the chair so hard, even with bandage on, his fist became red. Redder than what I've expected. Guy told me not to tell anyone since I saw this scene, but it doesn't feel right to keep to myself. Girl should know this, how much guy loves her. Witness by me and ***, we know that he is a really good guy, with good heart that can love girl more than anyone else. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone got any suggestion on how girl or guy should do? hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7090240977619515085?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7090240977619515085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7090240977619515085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7090240977619515085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7090240977619515085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-me-thanks-glian-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-75274993485508639</id><published>2008-10-31T18:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:41:43.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As much as we thirst for approval, we dread condemnation."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dance was FUN! And I got to team up with my RSCs :D Debbie and Regan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talked alot sia. So dope lo :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After dance, we three went to find Marisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke her up when shes still having her beauty sleep. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then went for lunch at KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bus-ed back to 800plus, cause Regan wanna find the friends at Mac, but they seems to had 'abandoned' him and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So he stayed awhile, then left for his BBQ session with his class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Debbie, Marisa and me went KFC (cooler there). Slacked and chatted, then walked around finding Salons that do hair extensions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go to quite alot of shops, but only like 3 shops have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Marisa decided on Fusion Hair, then she did 4 browns and 2 red (SORRY!). :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Homed! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tmr maybe going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 more days!!!!!&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/23783619-75274993485508639?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/75274993485508639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=75274993485508639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/75274993485508639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/75274993485508639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/dance-was-fun-and-i-got-to-team-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1487379355512835920</id><published>2008-10-30T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T11:14:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Funny noises are not funny unless laughed at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gym-ed ytd with Huijia and Glian was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with Huijia for Brunch at 1245.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ate BeeHoon while she ate some dumpling noodles? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I swear ytd's brunch, I drank quite alot. Bubble Tea, JollyShandy, 100plus. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Glian came at 2, played basketball awhile, then went to Gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All I did was cycling, running, doing the abs thingy and carrying dumbells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, went there at 255, out at 4+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the toilet, Glian (sexy father) asked me to go walk walk with her around TM, and she talks about arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;glian; we go pia arcade sua la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me; no money !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;glian; I treat la. See my father so good.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL she actually wanted to say "your father" (which is her cause shes my father ) but she said hers instead. then we laughed like toot in the toilet. thanks to her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So walked around in TM then she had ljs. Slacked in the arcade, then walk to 840 with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;homed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today amaths lesson was still okayokay. tmr no lesson! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dance tmr. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1487379355512835920?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1487379355512835920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1487379355512835920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1487379355512835920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1487379355512835920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/funny-noises-are-not-funny-unless.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6530049521732471144</id><published>2008-10-29T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:08:25.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going Gym later with Huijia Glian and shihui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel like dancing. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6530049521732471144?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6530049521732471144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6530049521732471144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6530049521732471144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6530049521732471144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-gym-later-with-huijia-glian-and.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4429979678493624035</id><published>2008-10-26T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:42:03.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM BACK. after a 'long' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debbzie asked me to blog! so i came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with Bryan and Kamil at 3+. Waited for Debbzie to end her ballet lesson at 4+, then took train to orchard. On the way like so fun, but i forgot what we did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just had lots of laughter. Walked here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7+ met up with Theresa, but Debbzie and Kamil need to go. So left me bryan and sulaiman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We walked around to find places for food, but no avail, so decided to head back to LJS at far east.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talked alot and ya.................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS THERESA FOR THE $4.20 TREAT. HAHA. WE STILL OWE YOU A BUS RIDE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So Homed at around 10 plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh in the MRT, Bryan is being squashed by few bangalas. SO FUNNY LO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4429979678493624035?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4429979678493624035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4429979678493624035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4429979678493624035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4429979678493624035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2241929883536675647</id><published>2008-10-26T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T13:10:52.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a very big man to laugh at that big man and an even bigger man to ask why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday went out with Bryan, Louis, Sulaiman. Super funny going out with them! dope arrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with Regan, then he buy bandage ( cause he lost mine. ) Then slacked in KFC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He went home when I board the bus to meet Bryan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just walk around TM while waiting for Louis to come. Played arcade, went to toy R us. We were like making the dolls and doing all sorts of things to the toys there. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met up with Louis, he went to do his hair extension. Dopedopedope! I wanna do too~ hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, Sulaiman came after that, and chatted awhile in Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bryan smsed Miss T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bry; are you working today &amp;amp; what thumb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss T; yes! i just got in here in fact. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bry; visitors allowed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss T; yes! (i forgot what she said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bry; (bryan being stupid and asked..) Animals allowed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss T; haha no... (blablabla)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bry; (he said something that got to do with us - piglets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss T; (she knows that we are talking about ourselves being piglets.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bry; then you must be the Mother pig(?). Mother Theresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahaha~ k lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So yar, went to somerset - heeren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This time round, its different. Her supervisor was there, so can't visit her. Louis was like, dont come in dont come in the brown breast(actually is brown hair, he heard wrongly and interpret that) is there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just walked around, and waited until the supervisor went off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was like standing at the entrance of the shop, not wanting to go off like that, then we were like, go leh go leh. tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chatted with Miss T awhile, then went back CS cause Louis need go for his dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Makan-ded &amp;amp; home-ded :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL HOLIDAYS WHEN I'VE GOT &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; TO DO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2241929883536675647?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2241929883536675647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2241929883536675647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2241929883536675647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2241929883536675647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-takes-big-man-to-cry-but-it-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7915474688735646967</id><published>2008-10-24T11:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:47:30.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Picture time?! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00228.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I present you, RSC. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is Regan Reddy Potaggy Egg Tan Jun Wei, with his long green...... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He tried to fight with me, but still... hahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00220.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This, Debbie. My Rapist Twin blablabla. See, we RSCs care for each other. HAH :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00219.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is so super candid, taken after regan left me alone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ignore my face, &amp;amp; that is Miss T! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P211008_11_42.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/P211008_11_42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well this is the Breast Supporter, Mr Bra Kang Kang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i499.photobucket.com/albums/rr359/nivojovin/DSC00216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Reg. Number, 21! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K thats about it. I don't have Muthu's picture, can't post it up. xD&lt;br /&gt;See you soon people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7915474688735646967?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7915474688735646967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7915474688735646967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7915474688735646967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7915474688735646967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-time-hahahaha-i-present-you-rsc.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-8666139528919540925</id><published>2008-10-23T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:47:43.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sadded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird, my dad brought home died. I think its hungry and tired already.&lt;br /&gt;We had to force feed him in order to keep him survived, cause he simply can't eat the food himself.&lt;br /&gt;He can only see with one eye. &amp;amp; I feel really sad for him.&lt;br /&gt;My family tried to keep him alive, but god took him away from sorrows i guess.&lt;br /&gt;He's free from all the pain maybe.&lt;br /&gt;God, please take him with You. It hurts to see something so alive before, and suddenly died in the next moment.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me think of my hamster, goofy. But thank God, he die because he is old &amp;amp; not of sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone thinks that this is funny, fuck your mother/father for me. cause i'm telling you, its not.&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;God, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8666139528919540925?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8666139528919540925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8666139528919540925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8666139528919540925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8666139528919540925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/sadded.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3327841598931464361</id><published>2008-10-22T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:29:38.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HI-DED EVERYONE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF SCHOOL. &amp;amp; GUESS WHAT? HOLIDAYS STARTS NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But too bad tmr still got prize giving to attend, and dental checkup in the afternoon. TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well anyways, today is still okay for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Played in the class, talk crap. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I TELL YOU, THE REHEARSAL FOR PRIZE GIVING WAS SO BORING, THAT.. THAT I PLAYED UNO WITH MY JUNIORS! HAHHA. idiot lo -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went home to change, while Deb and Regan waited for the fries. Took bus to inter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met a new friend today, Marisa. &amp;amp; also her friends, Gary and Nicholas(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She had her piercing at Xcraft. on the earbone (: so dope right. hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So walked around, then bus-ed to TMart. Bought Pantie Hose. -.- (argh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Slacked around under Deb's block, and then Deb went for baby sitting, while Regan me and co sent Marisa back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bus-ed back to inter to makan dinner (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I sponsored Regan Reddy Potaggy Egg Tan Jun Wei for arcade games, House of Dead 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the bloody machine isn't working well. Fk it -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So ya, homed then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOMORROW GOT DENTAL, I DONT WANT ROOT CANAL! TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3327841598931464361?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3327841598931464361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3327841598931464361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3327841598931464361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3327841598931464361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-ded-everyone-today-is-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7502522638034149033</id><published>2008-10-21T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:29:01.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY QUEKQUEK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmy, yesterday was a BLAST for shihui, becuase of the following dope people:&lt;br /&gt;Celia,&lt;br /&gt;Cecelia,&lt;br /&gt;Gillian,&lt;br /&gt;Hakim,&lt;br /&gt;Huijia,&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;I guess we had much fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to EHub to watch MaxPayne.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the tickets at 3, then we went to get somethings to eat, cause were all hungry! &gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;Bought Old Chang Kee, then went to NTUC to get drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around while waiting. 335, went in to the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the story line was pretty cool. Its just that.. the movie was too long?&lt;br /&gt;I almost dose off while watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, thanks the birthday girl for treating me and celia! (:&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed back to CS cause Glian wanna buy starbucks, &amp;amp; shihui went home first to celebrate with her parents.&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade with them. HOUSE OF DEAD 4. its a really good game i guess, but its still expensive. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;We went around looking for glian's phone, then she, celia and hakim went home.&lt;br /&gt;Sperated, so went to shihui's house.&lt;br /&gt;Its was really funny when we put the whipcream on her face!&lt;br /&gt;She's complaining that even her eyebrown kena &amp;amp; her hair smells like the cake. HAH&lt;br /&gt;Played poker &amp;amp; home.&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz i think i really starts disliking people who jokes at my results.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to Miss JOLYN TAN QIU HUI;&lt;br /&gt;I got 4th in class position, 44th in the level position, top 25% among the whole corhort.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I SPEAK English, I don't TALK English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my 2nd sis is more mature than her. -.-&lt;br /&gt;grr she makes my blood boiled yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and i got back my result.&lt;br /&gt;hmm lets make a compare btw EOY and MYE k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language - 55.7% (C5)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - 63.3% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;Additonal Maths - 55.6% (C5)&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - 69.8% (B3)&lt;br /&gt;Science(Phy,Bio) - 60.6%(B4)&lt;br /&gt;Combine Humanities (S/H) - 64.6%(B4)&lt;br /&gt;Literature(E) - &lt;u&gt;46.5%(D7)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 59.4%&lt;br /&gt;Class Position; 6/38 Level Position; 68/240.&lt;br /&gt;L1R4:20&lt;br /&gt;L1R5:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EOY;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Language - 54% (C6)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - 63% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;Additonal Maths - &lt;strong&gt;63% (B4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77% (A1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Science(Phy,Bio) - 60% (B4)&lt;br /&gt;Combine Humanities (S/H) - 63%(B4)&lt;br /&gt;Literature(E) - &lt;strong&gt;51% (C6)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.E; - &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: &lt;strong&gt;61.6%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class Position; &lt;strong&gt;4/38&lt;/strong&gt; Level Position; &lt;strong&gt;44/241&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R4: &lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5: &lt;strong&gt;23 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those in Bold are those that I've improved. (:&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't really care about the marks, I just care whether I can move up to sec 4 anot.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing in this report book I'm proud of is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promotion Status: Promoted to S4 EXPRESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more than what I'd expected. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7502522638034149033?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7502522638034149033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7502522638034149033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7502522638034149033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7502522638034149033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-belated-birthday-quekquek-ohmy.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-3457646623541114045</id><published>2008-10-17T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:13:55.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently talking to mr bryan! later going out with him regan sulaiman and chen ee.&lt;br /&gt;For some show at City Harvest Church.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaaaaaaaa im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing to do now! like wtg lo. -.-&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;woooooooooo bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;U&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-3457646623541114045?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3457646623541114045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=3457646623541114045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3457646623541114045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/3457646623541114045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/currently-talking-to-mr-bryan-later.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4474572060450478967</id><published>2008-10-15T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:44:39.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm backkkk! hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditions are OVER! oh thank god~ but it started out with a BAD DAY. &amp;amp; when i say bad, it seriously is bad ):&lt;br /&gt;damn the marks i've got. argh!&lt;br /&gt;Lets announce it, should we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese; B4 60%? (forgot)&lt;br /&gt;Literature; 50/100 (hey i pass!)&lt;br /&gt;SS; 19/50 (pathetic)&lt;br /&gt;Hist; 41/50&lt;br /&gt;Combine; 60/100 (b4)&lt;br /&gt;Combined Science; 60+%&lt;br /&gt;Amaths; 65/100 B3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me end this with my most happiest score.&lt;br /&gt;Maths Paper 1; 61.5/80.&lt;br /&gt;Maths Paper 2; 77/100&lt;br /&gt;Total; 77% A1~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually you'll find one subject missing here.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I need to tell you la. you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to be promoted! i wont retain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, this competition/show, is called Make Me Famous.&lt;br /&gt;The judges were like asking why we join this, &amp;amp; bry replied; " cause we want to set a standard ..."&lt;br /&gt;woahh! (he said thats what chen ee is suppose to say, but chen ee was not 'there' so he took over! hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;like what bra mentioned in his blog, we got lots of compliments by our supporters! :D&lt;br /&gt;Judges said(secretly) that Regan Reddy Potaggy Egg Tan Jun Wei is cute! ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;So ya, auditions ended!&lt;br /&gt;Waited for debbzie's mum. took cab back to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Theresa for paying the cabs fare! Next time we will pay your bus fare aites! xD&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, she looked after us! like a mother! hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Theresa totally rocks !! haha :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And special thanks to Sulaiman! He choreographed some steps for us even though he is not in our crew. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We RSC, are still waiting for the good news from Chen Ee A.K.A muthu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4474572060450478967?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4474572060450478967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4474572060450478967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4474572060450478967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4474572060450478967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-backkkk-hoho-auditions-are-over-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-2374334942553508761</id><published>2008-10-12T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:33:28.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its kinda irritating when someone planned this stupid thing and didn't turn up for most of the practices, or let say turned up but stayed for a very short period of time. less than an hour perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seriously SUCKS when they* give excuses to not dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HATE people who are not committed to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dancefloor audition is like that, now this case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ?! you apologized, but ya, like you kill someone then you go apologized, won't that be too late? Its kind of me to not go to your house. oh god, just adjust to us can't you? &amp;amp; we must disturb Theresa just to wake you up to your senses. Its pretty bad you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was kind enough to have Sulaiman and Louis there to entertain me, in case I go bonkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've seen soooooo many excuses already, see until its really annoys me pretty much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sighh.. *if thats the last straw, I will do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was pretty tiring. &amp;amp; my brain cells DIEDED. Gees, I can't think of alot of steps. Really felt abit useless, such simple songs, with simple beats, but couldn't choreograph any good routines but some simple moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I destined to be a f______?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-2374334942553508761?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2374334942553508761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=2374334942553508761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2374334942553508761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/2374334942553508761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-kinda-irritating-when-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6295280557951202655</id><published>2008-10-11T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T18:41:11.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; IM BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got miss me?! hahahahahahahahahaahhahaahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday had dance practice~ Anyways everyday until tuesday is dance practice DAY!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. So had a lil' session of dance pract with my red sensational crew. RSC*&lt;br /&gt;We called ourselves that because, today, EVERYONE wore red.&lt;br /&gt;Even Chen Ee wore red, &amp;amp; he didn't know that we too are wearing!&lt;br /&gt;Coincident right?! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we meet up at 9! so early right? When all the shops are closed. &amp;amp; we found ourselves wearing red~ Chilli Padi.&lt;br /&gt;Then had our brunch, and headed to city hall by train.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go boonlay cause we've got like so much time before the shops opened, but is too lazy to stay in the train for THAT long. Walked to Penis(Peninsula), and on the way, theres this guy who point middle finger to Debbie! wtg!&lt;br /&gt;He stepped on her shoe then never say sorry, then Debbie said 'sorry ar' then he point his LLF(inside joke).&lt;br /&gt;Damn vidio(inside joke) seh!&lt;br /&gt;So we just hang out there for like 1 hour then went in to look at the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;No avail, so went up to the 2nd floor. To this shop, i forgot the name, starts with K.&lt;br /&gt;We got a very good deal.&lt;br /&gt;one $39.90 Hoodie, the shop owner sold us for $28 because we are the first customer, and also we dont have much money. Then 3 for $10 bandana was sold to us for 4 for $10. GOOD RIGHT?! Total is $122 for 4 person. Then we only got a few tens so they allowed us to pay deposit of $43. Not even half price they also allow :D&lt;br /&gt;They really has a good business mindset !&lt;br /&gt;Got out of Penis then went to Somerset. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I know all of you are clever enough to know where we are going to.&lt;br /&gt;So yes! chatted with Theresa, then Chen Ee(muthu) came.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cineleixure to accompany Muthu eat. Crapped awhile, then Theresa can't meet us for her lunch break, so we went back to ten penis(tampines)&lt;br /&gt;Danced &amp;amp; slacked. My whole body is tired.. like bryan. haha&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mac to get drinks then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEBBIE BETTER TAKE CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres the list of whats gonna happen for sunday monday and tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday; Dance Practice until night time. Finish up all choreography, clean up steps, full out rehearsals.&lt;br /&gt;Monday; Meet up at 9am, practice until 11am, Theresa will come &amp;amp; view the routine. 12 pm to penin, pay the balance, and get our clothes. 3pm, Dental checkup, with debbie and regan's accompany. Back to Ten Penis at around 5, get our giordano shirts, then to dance practice until night time.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday; School, get back papers. T_T then after school rush home and change, meet up for danceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee with our shirts. Night 730 to 1030pm, audition at jurong west!&lt;br /&gt;So nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;3moredays!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6295280557951202655?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6295280557951202655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6295280557951202655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6295280557951202655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6295280557951202655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-over-im-back-got-miss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6299178495468050078</id><published>2008-10-04T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:25:57.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Bryan's free from his EXAMS! &amp;amp; i'm still stuck at the 4th paper!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was like a OHMYGOD day. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper 1 was first. IT WAS EASY LIKE WTG! I thought it will be hard, but i doubt i can get really high marks. =\ ahhhhhh damn sad! wtggggggggggg!! hahhahah..&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY PAPER WAS A TOTAL MESS! I dont even know what im writing. Managed to finish all questions, but i seriously gotta admit that my handwriting is really untidy. haha~&lt;br /&gt;Hitler's questions is like the most easy one! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ivy; what question you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me; eh 4th hitler's one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ivy; i do question 3 leh! i dont know in the first place why i do that question lo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me; hitler's is the easiest!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ivy,clara;ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVY! CARELESS AR! NEVER CHOOSE PROPERLY~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after the papers, got Amaths remedial. then went out with debie(again) hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so sms-ed bryan telling him that we going to inter to eat, &amp;amp; he almost board the bus to go back school, luckily im fast enough! HAHAHAAAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;The bus was cramped and slow. so bryan was smsing me saying; &lt;em&gt;ask the bus driver run la!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah... so went TM to accompany miss debbie chak.&lt;br /&gt;she ate kueh chup, then we watched her eat. so funny lo.&lt;br /&gt;so she went to buy drinks, &amp;amp; suddenly she ran back to take a receipt.&lt;br /&gt;me and bra was like LAUGHING AT HER!&lt;br /&gt;because she was actually at the front of the queue, but she ran back to take the receipt &amp;amp; tadaa, at the back of the queue!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; DO YOU KNOW WHAT?! BEFORE THAT I SAW MR KENNETH CHAW! I thought he was at Australia! So I ran to debbie while he was queueing up to buy food, then when he walk towards us, i ran! so debbie smsed me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;debbie; eh. why you run sia. He smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me; i know. i shy ma. hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA this is serious CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;So ya, went to CS, my turn to eat. beef noodle this time round. were all talking and crapping.&lt;br /&gt;checked out alot of things. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was using the comp at around 12plus, shihui called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shihui; bastard! pei me go eat leh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me; erm.. where ? i haven't prepare leh, wait uh i go change.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shihui; okay i at bookshop wait for you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing games, &amp;amp; for her sake, I closed EVERYTHING. &amp;amp; rush to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE im so good right! kidding.&lt;br /&gt;So we ate and chatted.&lt;br /&gt;went buy bubbletea and wuffle, then to coffeeshop buy her chicken wings(sounds wrong.. but nvm! hahaha) then i sent her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me;eh i send you home la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shihui; wahh i gan dong(touched) leh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me; then cry la! ahahahahahahha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;shihui (acted out continously)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha its been soooooo long since i'd went out with her!! so funnnnnnnn~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i redownloaded the acid pro, and editted the song for my new crew, which we have yet to create a name. =\ hahahahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;okay it sounded abit off, but nvm la hor.&lt;br /&gt;so off to dance with debbie and bryan.&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN LO! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;then to CS and TM.&lt;br /&gt;walked around like nobody's business! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homedddd.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahhahah im going crazy soon due to exams!&lt;br /&gt;off for dinner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6299178495468050078?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6299178495468050078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6299178495468050078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6299178495468050078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6299178495468050078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/ahhh-bryans-free-from-his-exams-im.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-580858052063257681</id><published>2008-09-27T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:17:38.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;Although its not the colour i love, but its the story i really like.&lt;br /&gt;The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my mum's gotten really crazy, she just caned me because I used the comp from 8 - 11&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; also, because she WANTS to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Just now when I was editing my blogskins, she uses the cane &amp;amp; hit my back continuously.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? though she hitted quite hard, but I didn't whine, in fact I said 'eh very shiok, more more' so i let her continue to do so, after a few mins, she got tired and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;She got defeated. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;KITE RUNNER IS A MUST TO WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;its really good, though some parts are kinda boring =\&lt;br /&gt;i think its because i've read the book already.&lt;br /&gt;well, enjoy my blogskin. xD&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;im off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-580858052063257681?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/580858052063257681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=580858052063257681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/580858052063257681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/580858052063257681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-changed-blogskin-although-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-8431654334116056791</id><published>2008-09-25T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:05:36.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam starts tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im really not prepared for my english papers.&lt;br /&gt;Just look at all my classworks, it sucks, totally. &amp;amp; these few days im like super nervous.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just afraid i cannot make it. COMPREHENSION just sucks uhhh.&lt;br /&gt;'No subject lower than C5.'&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;now i feel the pressure. 1st time in my life kkkk.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why my languages suck to core, &amp;amp; my calculations are above average(but not so good)&lt;br /&gt;Even so, if i fail english, im gonna retain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Darn, I think, I need to score. I can't afford to retain.&lt;br /&gt;*prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these few days busy going out, study and crap.&lt;br /&gt;I only started revising Bio, Phy, double maths and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;SS and Hist, Lit. oh im so dead =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, exam papers, here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Mr chew told all amaths students, Ace is a must for emaths.&lt;br /&gt;K, off to read books for tmr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-8431654334116056791?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8431654334116056791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=8431654334116056791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8431654334116056791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/8431654334116056791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/exam-starts-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-4994622343293455989</id><published>2008-09-22T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T22:15:23.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was okay,&lt;br /&gt;lit first time SO SLEEPY, i guess its the weather, &amp;amp; teacher going through all the things that are really *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Just TIRED every single day, I dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;exams............. sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC with Clara and cindy, did maths worksheet 15 questions then went home changed.&lt;br /&gt;Meet mr regan reddy sotong potato egg tan jun wei.&lt;br /&gt;went KFC AGAIN with him, he eat lunch, i study bio.&lt;br /&gt;Then crap alot. Celia, Kristal, Julian, alvin, Claire, Jiana and others were there too.&lt;br /&gt;Then listen to music, dance, and went 'mad'&lt;br /&gt;Around 7+ went bluesea, then walked around finding all sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;oh the way home saw Amira.&lt;br /&gt;Then chatted, and home..&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;em&gt;shihui;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, cheer up. nobody wants to see you sad. all of us will sad too. we never give up on you k, so you mustn't give up yet. the more you fall down, the more you should stand up to continue your journey. I know its hard, but look, you've got alot of people behind you and support you. you should keep moving on. its not about the destination of sucess, its about the journey okay. you experience it now, &amp;amp; you work harder on it. it doesn't mean its the end of the world already. i'm there for you if you need me, i swear because you are my friend, my senior. i dont want you to give up on yourself now. you see, its prelims, you still have your N'lvls to go, and when you know your results, the more it should make you work. I know you work hard already, &amp;amp; i know its hard, but its for your future. every of us will help you, &amp;amp; lend a helping hand to support you up, but its up to you whether you wanna stand up on your feet to continue or sit there and moan. Nobody's gonna kill you, nobody's gonna make fun of you. so what if you fall this time? I wanna tell you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When you are down, the only way is up. But when you are up, the only way is down.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you are down at prelim's, I'm sure you have no where to go but up for your Ns. I have faith in you, because I have seen your hardwork. 2nd in place previously right? this means you are really good. maybe you just lacks of time. dont worry, god will help you, He will help you, so am I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember, never give up on yourself. We need to move on even if we are in pain, if not we can't save ourselves. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-4994622343293455989?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4994622343293455989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=4994622343293455989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4994622343293455989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/4994622343293455989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-was-okay-lit-first-time-so.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7635418434403647091</id><published>2008-09-20T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:04:30.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Out to 'town' with bryan and louis.&lt;br /&gt;So met Bryan at around 130? Then took train, louis board the train at lavender.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan decided to go somerset.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, you know, to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, thats my 4th time going there. So its been 1 month eh, so fast..&lt;br /&gt;Didn't stay quite long, so went HMV, then checked out the dolphin.&lt;br /&gt;I think, dolphin know us already, cause we EVERY saturday will go there, &amp;amp; check out the shop, just that last Sat he wasn't there. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Louis is super random, &amp;amp; he mentioned that the dolphin has ALOT of leg hair. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame louis, still sec1, wearing short pants. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So went off after that. We got free coke zero! So decided to take 1 for Theresa and 1 for her colleague.&lt;br /&gt;Louis sneak in, and when he suddenly pop out, Theresa got scared! Saw her reaction, super funny. hahahahahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;went back to tampines, to TM &amp;amp; makan LJS.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked around checking things out.&lt;br /&gt;Louis went home, so me and bra went miz 29 seesee, then go back TM, saw xueyi and jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla, walked home with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming! &amp;amp; I haven't start to bury my head into the books. God, I'm so dead! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But I know, i wouldn't be able to study, &amp;amp; i won't study, at home. Is either I'm using comp or sleeping. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, good luck to Jovin Tan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm outta here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7635418434403647091?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7635418434403647091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7635418434403647091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7635418434403647091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7635418434403647091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-im-back-out-to-town-with-bryan-and.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-5506160895924328376</id><published>2008-09-19T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:35:54.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wooo. Currently listening to Labels or Love. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School was normal, cept its really tiring~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English, wrote article for mag as a practice. Basically, its all CRAPS. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lit, was really fun. I really dont feel tired when its Mdm Saleha's lesson. She talks &amp;amp; interact with you, &amp;amp; she wont just blindly teach everyone. Its really interesting to take lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amaths, learnt Sine and Cosine graph. Catch no ball k. (just kidding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bio had test, I seriously flunk it. Okay la, 10 marks for MCQ and 10 for SAQ. At least I got all 10 MCQ correct. &amp;amp; i pass. :D (how i know? cause cher go through)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met Debbie at general office, went AVA room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really really really really tired. I WANNA SLEEP, but I wanna dance too. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So did warm ups blablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Theresa teached the routine for Labels or Love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahahah, really need to work HARD. HARDER than studies lo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;End of class did BUTTERFLY routine. okay the name is called Get like me, by David banner(who i always said wrongly, 'chris banner' LOL) ft chris Brown(now you know why) &amp;amp; Yung Joc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh, so addicted. :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walkd to KFC with Debbie Bryan Theresa Shelley, buy drinks and home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously I have been meeting Bryan EVERY SINGLE DAY since last Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; People thought we are a couple. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are not together, not dating. HAHA like he say, if you think its funny, fk your mum for us thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We just are CLOSE friends, when i say close, its really really close. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY JUST MEET HIM, TMR MEETING HIM. but i doubt sunday gonna meet him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaha. Dont think otherwise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debbie also close to me ma, but im not les lo! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So is regan. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly miss R2C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-5506160895924328376?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5506160895924328376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=5506160895924328376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5506160895924328376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/5506160895924328376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-7283234783463989449</id><published>2008-09-18T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:07:41.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long day~&lt;br /&gt;Had Maths, PE, Lit, SS, MT, English.&lt;br /&gt;I was rather awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning met Bryan and Regan for breakfast at mac, 730am.&lt;br /&gt;Then to school.&lt;br /&gt;Debbzie chak never go school cause she is sick.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARES OKAY MY 'TWIN'!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just studiedddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school Regan pei me go home change, then walked to KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to visit Debbzie since its 3pm, &amp;amp; qiyou they might be late.&lt;br /&gt;So went to her house. Use computers, they do their things.&lt;br /&gt;Dance awhile, then download something.&lt;br /&gt;Went to KFC find qiyou and celia at 530.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the bus for like damn long?&lt;br /&gt;So reached there around 6, had dinner then started to study.&lt;br /&gt;around 7+ we played maths game and some other things.&lt;br /&gt;To bluesea and homed.&lt;br /&gt;We talk alot.&lt;br /&gt;Especially complaining to Celia, how badly I want to go o school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really hope god hears me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SCHOOL~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-7283234783463989449?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7283234783463989449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=7283234783463989449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7283234783463989449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/7283234783463989449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-day-had-maths-pe-lit-ss-mt-english.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6098552757895218680</id><published>2008-09-17T19:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:17:27.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bam! What a long day.&lt;br /&gt;School started out pretty well with Mdm Saleha.&lt;br /&gt;She is the dopest lit teacher! &amp;amp; I LOVE HER STORIES.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when she put in all kinds of expression. :D&lt;br /&gt;Bio was like bored. I wasn't even listening to what teacher was saying, just stared blindly into space. =\&lt;br /&gt;MATHS! I tell you, I love maths&lt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maths maths maths maths. I like it, cause you have to keep thinking until you get the correct answer, like dance. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;English, did summary half way through. i wonder if i can pass =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMATHS. Had test. I was like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cause i memorised the formulas. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked out of school with debbzie then went home change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meet qiyou celia and julian at KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chatted, eat and crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celia and Julian left at 5. So qiyou studied while i dance beside him (trying to disturb him by moving around)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Bra came awhile later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked around to find things, &amp;amp; homed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WANT TO GO O SCHOOL BADLY! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;MY parents just wouldn't want to sponsor me. Green*, i wish i were rich.&lt;br /&gt;i wish mr jae was here to ask mrs oh to sponsor us to go o school again. )))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just want god to hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6098552757895218680?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6098552757895218680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6098552757895218680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6098552757895218680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6098552757895218680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/bam-what-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1380937121467002819</id><published>2008-09-16T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:07:05.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Practically, school was okay.&lt;br /&gt;Until physics lesson.&lt;br /&gt;See, I was hoping soooo damn hard that I could get full marks, but it just hit me until i was so down.. so so down that I lied on the table &amp;amp; was like, '...wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf.................'(until half an hour later)&lt;br /&gt;25 MARKS! &amp;amp; just because of one f---ing mistakes! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Its not a mistake DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;THE PAPER DID NOT WRITE ( MUST PUT IN DECIMAL PLACE) so....&lt;br /&gt;I JUST LEFT IT IN FRACTION, guess what, MR TAN TOOK AWAY a DAMN HALF MARK AWAY FROM IT.&lt;br /&gt;HE DIDN'T EXPLAIN THAT WE NEED TO WRITE THAT IN DECIMAL PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;Oh fk you, why can't you just let me score full marks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Bear &amp;amp; augie got full marks cause they were suspected COPYING each other, &amp;amp; even the spelling mistakes is the SAME. YET MR TAN GAVE THEM FULL MARKS.&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF la.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE ZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I study, never copy, do so hard, yet you minus half a mark from that thing which you nvr specify.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Did not give the two of them zeros because they copy.&lt;br /&gt;In the end i only got 24.5/25.&lt;br /&gt;BIAS FAGGOT.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&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;I seriously hate bias teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&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 Dance cheered me on.&lt;br /&gt;DANCE WAS SHORT OKAY?!&lt;br /&gt;Like wtg.&lt;br /&gt;Friday is the last day for dance&lt;br /&gt;Damn.........................~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KFC with Theresa, Bryan, Regan, Ainy &amp;amp; Sulaiman.&lt;br /&gt;Debbie came after that.&lt;br /&gt;WE talked alot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMED.&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'm hungryyyy. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm off~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1380937121467002819?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1380937121467002819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1380937121467002819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1380937121467002819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1380937121467002819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/practically-school-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-1003269711054128741</id><published>2008-09-13T21:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:37:30.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Edited//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Achessssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;K those aches wasn't that bad, but now its really bad. especially my legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I walked from 12pm to 8pm (in btw got sit down luh), because we are searching for shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was kinda like shoe shopping for us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, met Bryan and Debbie at 11, then went makan. Thanks deb for the treat xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then went inter wait for Sulaiman, but he just woke up.. So we went arcade play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MY FIRST TIME PLAYING PARA, so noob lo -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I laughed at myself, being so noob. muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so ya, we played until Sulaiman was going to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went buy somethings, then meet him at MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Train-ed down to City Hall, then walked to penin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We did not plan to meet Jeremy, but saw him on the way and he was in search for shoes too, so asked him to join us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the three boys went to search for Jer's shoe, while me and deb went to find someone's shoe. But there was no avail, in shoe size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to all the shoe shops we can find, but is either no shoe size, or the shoe dont fit her. =\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So decided to go far east to checkout leftfoot'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The shoes were damn pretty, but what? the SMALLEST size is men size 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We searched for Nike shops, sport shops, shoe shops. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; really couldn't find any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked all the way from orchard to cine, so we checked out leftfoot, sports shop, and Nike shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No shoes ! argh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our last place is Heeren. Went to find Theresa awhile, then checked out the Limited Ed. Vault. Then also checked out her dolphin, but not there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was like 'awwww'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Decided to go back penin cause Jer wanted to buy a shoe there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then he went to try it on again, and decided to buy it tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debbie so gooood, her aunt came to get her the Nike air force1 BLACK low cut. $149.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She must be damn happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well well, I wanna a Nike Dunk High Premium):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7.10 Sulaiman break fast, we ate O'fish and chunkies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trained back to Tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went Miz29 to check out bra's oversize shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The red's one not in stock, but left with blue one. SO DAMN DOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you know why? Cause it has the word LA (lakers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The NBA team I really likes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want one too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;argh, gotta save damn alot of money to buy these things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; yeah I'm home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pray hard that something nice will appear. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY VANESSA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alrights, I'm off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-1003269711054128741?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1003269711054128741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=1003269711054128741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1003269711054128741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/1003269711054128741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/achessssssssssssssss-k-those-aches.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</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-23783619.post-6357798347773008626</id><published>2008-09-12T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:03:59.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY WAS FUN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was in school, &amp;amp; guess what, I keep looking at the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cause, IM WAITING FOR SCHOOL TO END &amp;amp; DANCE TO START!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muaahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dance is a total madness, but still i love it! wahahaha &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I tell you i tell you, this feeling is SUPERB! why? cause its like after sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo long then you can dance again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. I'm totally CRAZY over dance, even my classmates say i siow cause of dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahahaha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kkkk seriously crazy over dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went KFC with Debbie THERESA bryan and reggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talked alot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ohmygod i did something stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then i poke theresa damn hard(i think) cause she jumped up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY THERESA! (if it hurts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha, i decided to put my font bigger, cause i think its too small to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think hanging out with people are fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; i meet&amp;amp;slack with regan bryan and debbie for almost everyday this week?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow also meeting them, to look for my bag, look for debbie's shoe and something special *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;before i end, i got one sentence to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-OHMYGOD, YOU'RE LIKE SO TOTALLY INVITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahahaha:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Debbie Theresa Bryan and Regan are &lt;3333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23783619-6357798347773008626?l=danceisloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6357798347773008626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23783619&amp;postID=6357798347773008626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6357798347773008626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23783619/posts/default/6357798347773008626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danceisloved.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-fun-i-was-in-school-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>S.O.S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17300578249208741706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
