<?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-7364689931073544030</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:05:09.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D3nice 3ryck@</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6846794127321254695</id><published>2010-09-02T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:05:06.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why? That's the question i have been asking since u left me&lt;br /&gt;But the main question is 'Why do i still love you? Even after all you put me through... all the pain, all the hurt and all the drama'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hate you, to lie to myself that i hate you. Never worked out. I tried to forget you, but every time i tried, it just reminded me more of how we used to be. Im still lying to myself now. One of my friends asked, ' Do you want to be with him?'...i replied, 'No' but my heart is shouting ' You idiot! Of course u want him back! Be honest!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i let you go....&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard??...&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to love u anymore.....or is that just another lie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6846794127321254695?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6846794127321254695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6846794127321254695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6846794127321254695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6846794127321254695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/09/why-thats-question-i-have-been-asking.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5286097930807322902</id><published>2010-08-20T07:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:35:54.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TG6O4lcgEwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/g2ntGFqHC04/s1600/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Long Earned Relaxation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507498829790835954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TG6RAXaP9PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QhBEKIG0Ka8/s400/DSC_0595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I hand-crafted this paper robot just for this picture. That's 2h of my life i would never get back...but it's worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my question for YOU is......&lt;br /&gt;   I'm always there when u need me. U can count on me for being there for you. But will you be there for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5286097930807322902?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5286097930807322902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5286097930807322902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5286097930807322902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5286097930807322902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-earned-relaxation-yes-i-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TG6RAXaP9PI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QhBEKIG0Ka8/s72-c/DSC_0595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4223809884098092943</id><published>2010-08-12T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T01:46:46.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TGOzYgpNg8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GhilSsDqFOA/s1600/DSC_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504440403237897154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TGOzYgpNg8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GhilSsDqFOA/s200/DSC_0455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4223809884098092943?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4223809884098092943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4223809884098092943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4223809884098092943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4223809884098092943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TGOzYgpNg8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/GhilSsDqFOA/s72-c/DSC_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-851801198243039403</id><published>2010-08-06T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T20:53:52.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TFzX7SzGEQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xzhu6LSx_a8/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502510258398302466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TFzX7SzGEQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xzhu6LSx_a8/s200/DSC_0224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesturday was the day my school celebrated National Day! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, that would have to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ta ta! lols&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-851801198243039403?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/851801198243039403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=851801198243039403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/851801198243039403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/851801198243039403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/08/yesturday-was-day-my-school-celebrated.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TFzX7SzGEQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xzhu6LSx_a8/s72-c/DSC_0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4629332795302952365</id><published>2010-07-09T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T06:11:40.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE YOURSELF DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TDceNHo573I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MJ1Z1-gFAGU/s1600/DSC_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491891481339359090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TDceNHo573I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MJ1Z1-gFAGU/s200/DSC_0979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Conceptual&lt;/span&gt; photography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was BE YOURSELF DAY! A day for the school to celebrate Youth day in BTSS :).  During the first period, Ms NG, our maths teacher, introduced us to 'shady puzzle' and i find it to be very fun and logical XP Interesting game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; Then comes the english, we practiced oral :) haha i recived 10 for reading, 9 for picture conversation and 12 for conversation. Not quite a bad score i may add. But i would love it if it had imporved a little more :) Especially the reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The fun part arrived after recess. :) But now, i have to start doing my hw, so i'll have to have a rain check with the details about the concert during BE YOURSELF DAY another time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4629332795302952365?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4629332795302952365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4629332795302952365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4629332795302952365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4629332795302952365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/07/be-yourself-day-conceptual-photography.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TDceNHo573I/AAAAAAAAAHE/MJ1Z1-gFAGU/s72-c/DSC_0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6224637515260987726</id><published>2010-06-29T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T02:24:55.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TCm6IlQNAWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oShMNjFktCg/s1600/DSC_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488122277529452898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TCm6IlQNAWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oShMNjFktCg/s200/DSC_0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TCm5LrDu74I/AAAAAAAAAG0/NvE84fsDorY/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488121231115743106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TCm5LrDu74I/AAAAAAAAAG0/NvE84fsDorY/s200/Untitled-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fashionista!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the new look that I have posted on chictopia.com :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i look nice in that outfit though. But it is a cute outfit XP. COmmon u gotta admit. ( i meant the outfit with a high waisted floral skirt)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love love love the vintage take on the other outfit ( the dress). It's a dress from topshop, selected by my close friend, Rachal, and i matched it with a pink top and belt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've taken my new look towards fashion, but honestly, most of the time i don't really wanna think about what i am wearing at all. haha. I was just very bored so i did this as a past time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently i am doing my Home-based learning assignments, which i have no idea how to do (for english, writter's block) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will upload pictures of the photoshoot with rachal on my blog as soon as possible :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6224637515260987726?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6224637515260987726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6224637515260987726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6224637515260987726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6224637515260987726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/06/fashionista-this-is-new-look-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TCm6IlQNAWI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oShMNjFktCg/s72-c/DSC_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7924268206547625993</id><published>2010-06-07T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T08:28:17.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TA0ORsUXsuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OC9m0lvJ1VM/s1600/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480052018696925922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TA0ORsUXsuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OC9m0lvJ1VM/s200/DSC_0092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHAT A CUP-A-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LICIOUS&lt;/span&gt; CUPCAKE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was kinda boring. I did my holiday homework, returned my borrowed books, altered my blazer and made Devils Chocolate Cupcakes. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was on my way to B&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;edok&lt;/span&gt; to return 2 of my books that i borrowed, i saw a butterfly (again)* Just a random fact for u guys) Then i went to the alteration store and altered my blazer. I have to wait for 2 weeks for it to return to me :(. When i arrived home, i decided to bake cupcakes just for the fun of it :) The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buttercream&lt;/span&gt; did not turn out the way i expected. So i speculated that i made a mistake somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that my mistake for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;butter cream&lt;/span&gt; cupcake was that the butter was melted not softened. Which was the main reason to why it was so liquid-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; in the first place. I'll try and make it again, and this time &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; use the blender and it would be stable!. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7924268206547625993?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7924268206547625993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7924268206547625993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7924268206547625993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7924268206547625993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-cup-licious-cupcake-day-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TA0ORsUXsuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/OC9m0lvJ1VM/s72-c/DSC_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2335200071226118869</id><published>2010-05-29T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:12:46.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE DAY OF WAKE BOARDING!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEryNnOISI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f7orzbxkecM/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476706763506852130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEryNnOISI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f7orzbxkecM/s200/IMG_1309.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEryhSEOyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XoNWRAx6h94/s1600/IMG_1326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476706768786832162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEryhSEOyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XoNWRAx6h94/s200/IMG_1326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAErzFlk-1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8GHg183Mqxo/s1600/IMG_1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476706778532346706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAErzFlk-1I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8GHg183Mqxo/s200/IMG_1332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAErzeQLHwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PzLTsfWkDdk/s1600/IMG_1348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476706785153457922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAErzeQLHwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PzLTsfWkDdk/s200/IMG_1348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEsZ1qX6DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3_L7qGKYBZQ/s1600/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476707444272392242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEsZ1qX6DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3_L7qGKYBZQ/s200/IMG_1359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from wave boarding :). It's a very fun sport, but left my whole body sore XP. I almost made it a whole round, not bad for a first timer *proud smile * heheheheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mico didn't join us. This boring teenager right here ----------&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEtHv6jr5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/W4kmLcLJ2bE/s1600/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476708233003642770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEtHv6jr5I/AAAAAAAAAGk/W4kmLcLJ2bE/s200/IMG_1349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did enjoy making fun of us.....NO MORE MONEY FOR UR BIRTHDAY!!! AND CHRISTMAS! Laugh at me will ya...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmph&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahahhaaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wake boarding&lt;/span&gt; was a last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;minute thing. The whole day was particularly boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now :) bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2335200071226118869?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2335200071226118869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2335200071226118869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2335200071226118869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2335200071226118869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-of-wake-boarding-pictures-from-wave.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/TAEryNnOISI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f7orzbxkecM/s72-c/IMG_1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4850629258210097295</id><published>2010-05-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T06:47:16.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have done trying. If you want me in your life, let me know.</title><content type='html'>Well, i officially give up....&lt;br /&gt;Have been trying to stay friends with an ex of mine for a long long time but it just gives me more pain.&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling ( turned into a fruitless and the most pathetic chat i've ever had) and texting ( mostly revieved 4 smses from him...i think he was trying to make me angry though). Nothing is working, so i decided that it's High time i give up.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want to remain friends ( at least, that's how it seems) then so be it. But i still can't help but to care about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, My friends and I went to TM and TM1 to search for renee's birthday pressie :)&lt;br /&gt;After buying one of the two presents. we went of to buy a family bracelet. haha. Mine is orange (matches the glasses)&lt;br /&gt;Then went of to TM1 for the other present. After that, we went to urban write to look for notebooks to turn into scrapbooks :) This is where things get interesting for me.... because recently, I've been making scrapbooks nonstop for a few months. Memories of my secondary school days suddenly became a very important aspect of my life and i want to have a book where i can look back and remember the good times with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i think i would like to make a personal one :). Brings much more meaning to it haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that's all for now so&lt;br /&gt;nights&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4850629258210097295?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4850629258210097295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4850629258210097295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4850629258210097295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4850629258210097295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-done-trying-if-you-want-me-in.html' title='I have done trying. If you want me in your life, let me know.'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4670712733873914067</id><published>2010-05-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T05:59:51.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photographia :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_vJN2tuw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gnjYiwcUkE8/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475191011861775186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_vJN2tuw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gnjYiwcUkE8/s200/DSC_0111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt; symbolises a start of a journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4670712733873914067?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4670712733873914067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4670712733873914067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4670712733873914067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4670712733873914067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/05/photographia.html' title='photographia :)'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_vJN2tuw1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gnjYiwcUkE8/s72-c/DSC_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8118020737470611608</id><published>2010-05-25T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T05:15:34.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bara bing Bara boom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_uyy6m2iWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_zop7-oy_Uw/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475166359794387298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_uyy6m2iWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_zop7-oy_Uw/s200/DSC_0331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_uu2LqKjSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FhXGQWl_gd0/s1600/DSC_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475162017864781090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_uu2LqKjSI/AAAAAAAAAFk/FhXGQWl_gd0/s200/DSC_0332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;! Yes people, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; back to drawing. Of course, the original(left) one was better than what i drew(right).... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. But at least i tried :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why i say taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;picutres&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; better than drawing. Because it's accurate :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was fun. Had a seminar with the principal and some brochures from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NYP&lt;/span&gt; and NP. I've planned to go to NP and do a course of Biomedical Science. The third year would be fun as there would be forensics involved in it. I've always wanted to do forensics. :) The cut-off points for the course that i want is 9. BUT i will go to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; if i can, as what my mother expects me to be doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During recess, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; and co were selling cupcakes, brownies and chocolate coated cereal ( so called coated). At a very cheap price of $1, my favourite was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fudgy&lt;/span&gt; chocolate brownie. ( Even if it turned my braces brown which looked disgusting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;)  Thanks &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; for buying it for me :) I'll pay you back on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; asked me to follow her to collect more brochures as she wanted all of it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; will always be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Xiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; forever and ever, which is a good thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been doing Additional maths worksheets to help improve my A-maths. Starting tomorrow i'll be concentrating on Social Studies and Geography. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the holidays : PREPARE THE TOWELS AND BRING ON THE SWEAT! as I am going to hit the gym and go swimming to keep fit. And to also lose the tummy that is forming. (getting chubby people! OMG!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8118020737470611608?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8118020737470611608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8118020737470611608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8118020737470611608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8118020737470611608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/05/bara-bing-bara-boom.html' title='Bara bing Bara boom!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_uyy6m2iWI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_zop7-oy_Uw/s72-c/DSC_0331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2426278206980643937</id><published>2010-05-24T05:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T05:18:18.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Back baby!</title><content type='html'>Well, haven't been blogging for a super long time now. Just didn't see the point of it after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since i have nth better to do, im gonna write in it again. Somehow it gives me a piece of mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24/5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was, honestly, the most boring day ever. Science, English then Additional Mathematics during for the next 4 periods. Ick! But, for some reason or another, I enjoyed doing Additional Mathematics. Esther and Justina both said, ' Omg Denice, Your so hardworking' lols. But i have to say that im not. It's because i don't want to spend the next few mins staring at the wall or staring at my friends and do nothing at all. Total waste of time, TIME *tick tock tick tock* which could be used to get ready for the N and O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i went to the doctor to get some meds for my cough. I've had a cough since 20/5/10 (thurday) which is in fact a super long time for a cough. I waited in line for 1h and more for my turn to see Dr Yip. Trying my best not to cough. &lt;strong&gt;IT WAS KILLING ME! grrr! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;BLA Bla BLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I just realised that Mico's birthday is coming soon :) Wonder what we should get him.... I know, we could get him ROXAN! hahahahahahaha. Spent $99 talking to her in the phils eh mic? Oh! On your birthday, we gotta try out some alcohole dude. U deserve it, since you didn't get the chance to taste it in phil :) It's awesome btw. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced childhood friend :) Enjoy the braces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2426278206980643937?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2426278206980643937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2426278206980643937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2426278206980643937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2426278206980643937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back-baby.html' title='Im Back baby!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1159213548384397233</id><published>2009-09-14T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:29:25.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Araw Araw</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally have the exam time table. So i can finally plan out my study schedule. haha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A-maths would be piority number 1. Or we'll change that to french. Anyways. Today was fun. School as usual. Feeling left out by my group coz their all speaking in chinese. haha, so i ditched them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Spent the rest of my subjects reading my book. haha, I need to buy another one again..grr! After school, another drama series happened in class again -.- (dramatic much) over a small issue. Very trivial so, skip the details. &lt;br&gt;Went to tampines with Wan yi, to get my watch resized. I ended up spending money-.- &lt;br&gt;Bought lunch and a new umbrella. which was really cute! haha. Then wan yi and me caught a movie in Century square. Theathre was almost empty. There were only 10- 13 people in the cinema. Quite cool! ahhahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Signing off, BABU!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1159213548384397233?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1159213548384397233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1159213548384397233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1159213548384397233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1159213548384397233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/09/araw-araw.html' title='Araw Araw'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6957861990430481903</id><published>2009-09-12T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:18:51.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAppy birthday gal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;A VERY BIG THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO WISHED ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY! THANKS FOR ALL THE PRESENTS AND THANKS MUM, FOR COOKING THE AMAZING B'DAY DINNER.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lols, Today passed by quite fast. I woke up at 8 - 9 a.m. Thanks to my brother making alot of noises. Then i waited for my French Tuition to start. Then we stayed a home till 7.15pm. We as in my family and Jocel (childhood friend). We were on our way for Tagalog mass. Quite interesting. My mom dedicated me in the thanksgiving by giving my name to Father angel. Haha...surprise! My mom was grinning the whole time &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;. I just better be happy that not everyone knew who i was during that mass. hahahah!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that, Mico's(John) family and my family went back to my house for the little dinner celebration. At first it was pretty boring, because....I WAS THE ONLY GIRL! AGAIN!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I mean seriously, the kids and teenagers there were. Deryl (brother), Mico and jocel (childhood friends), Joshua and paulo ( neighbours). Wth right?? but hey, guys are way more fun than gals...haha&lt;br&gt;But the thing is, they were too busy playing the wii or xbox360. so i stayed in my room and chatted with friends...basically, Jonathan, Kevin, Ashley and joshua...haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;see, more guys! haha...&lt;br&gt;Anyways, the ending was fun..i mean the part where my parents wanna embarrasse me. Singing "Happy birthday" as usual, out of sinc though. haha...but fun. And taking more photos&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;THat's where things got interesting. The 2 young ones, Jocel and Deryl, took my Polaroid camera's and just started snapping pictures...lols. qutie fun. Till Mico left the room and i heard Jocel saying " The boyfriend left the room." i tickled him to death , don't worry. haha. They were tha paprazzie and i was the star. According to them, of course.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, my family and his family are always making jokes about Mico and me. Don't really know why though. hahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And that's pretty much my b'day. For this year =]. babu and goodnyte!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6957861990430481903?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6957861990430481903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6957861990430481903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6957861990430481903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6957861990430481903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-gal.html' title='HAppy birthday gal!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3804938975595123759</id><published>2009-08-30T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:58:59.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31/8/09 The Eve of Teacher's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, celebrated teachers today. Really wished i brought my camera though. If i did, there would be nicer pictures of balloons flying away with notes. haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A ballon and a note cost about $1.50. Didn't really mind it though. I've spend alot above my budget anyways. First was the Acers day or however that's spelled. Basically no one participated other than the Enthu people off btss. Then comes the Captain's Ball game. Teachers vs students. Not really sure who won, i was reading then. Then came the students vs students. ( I'm not really sure who wins but yea, going on)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that was recess, didn't really eat much. Or anything actually. So i just sat there. Fun huh? Then we had to go to the hall. For the teachers day concert. As usual, i didn't pay attention to it and continued reading my book. After that, i went home to change because Wan yi, Kunqin, Justina and Clara was suppose to meet at TM  at 1 pm&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We were kinda late. And surprise surprise, Vanessa joined us. So yea. Watched the movie at 1:50 pm and it was really funny. Oh btw, the movie is "The Propsal", Very interesting. Made me think of someone. hmm...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, after that i bought 2 keychains and followed wan yi and co. to the foodcourt. Then i just turned away..... whatever right...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The keychains are damn cute. But i wish i didn't spend so much money today. grr!. I'm going to ask $10 from my parents to buy the casing for my phone on sunday. It was way nicer than the one i have now. Now it's transparent and icky and cheap. I'm gonna get the pink casing, it was nice...really, nt bad. Better then the other colours actually.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, im kinda admiring the cute, fluffy keychains and just thinking. And starting to like the song Lil Jon: Get Low. Other than the Vulgarities, it's a kinda nice song.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is there a reason why i just left like that??...Actually, yes. I just didn't feel like i belong there, yea. I mean, because, they are always speaking in chinese. And i don't have a clue what they are talking about. It sucks you know. That feeling. Don't think any of them would care anyways...it's their mt. so they have the right to speak it whenever they want. Who am i to ask them to stop talking in chinese.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sigh, whatever.....guess that's it for today....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3804938975595123759?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3804938975595123759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3804938975595123759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3804938975595123759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3804938975595123759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/31809-eve-of-teacher-day.html' title='31/8/09 The Eve of Teacher&amp;#39;s day'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-212466080261528544</id><published>2009-08-30T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T04:07:07.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30/8/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" border="0" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/RYqZ02ShOi9MfD4dkheDIg/photos/1M/300x300/138/the-light-will-never-die.jpg?et=cio%2Cm%2C%2CaAbll0%2CQrIFcA3w&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/137"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" border="0" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/jyyzoN6LPd5p2QFAbChLlA/photos/1M/300x300/137/IMG-3027.jpg?et=9oxvJH80QlFbuCQXQcRhuA&amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/136"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" border="0" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/dWIB6VuwHa5Zb+L4n6YJIA/photos/1M/300x300/136/me-in-boots.jpg?et=UnTQizjWvuEzsU4Y%2BJ2TSQ&amp;nmid=0"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, at least i managed to photoshop 3 photos today. I haven't been photoshopping since, well...a few months... hah. I know what your thinking. I suck at posing for pictures. Can't blame me for trying though.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, today i went to cat. class and we talked about discernment. Kinda interesting. And i finally went to mass again. YAY! I also heard that father Timothy might be going to another parish&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;. Babu, we'll miss you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After mass, we were on our way to Bunsoy's sari sari store. We met mico's family on the way there. What a coincidence. haha! They asked us where we were going and where we were eating. We told them that we were going to Vivo and eating at Marche. hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coincidentally, we met them there also. haha, no wonder they asked where we were going. So we hung out for a while. Mico and me don't talk much anymore....guess because we got older. aww....&lt;br&gt;Anyways, we went our separate ways and me and my mom went shopping for my confirmation outfit. I know, it's still kinda early to be buying a dress for that. But i saw an awsome, one of a kind dress. It might be white, but i think im going to wear that over and over again. hehe. So cool, One of a kind. $200+, with the alterations and ect. Of course, we also went to look for jewelry to match with that outfit. A $30 necklace. hellooo people, my mom asked me if i wanted it...so yea... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Im guessing that would be my birthday present &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;. Oh well, at least it's nice&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;.Anyways, I have good friends to celebrate my b'day with right? That's what the best gift is. To celebrate it with the ones u love. I wish to celebrate it with adil, but i doubt that he wants to join along and celebrate it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, im just searching for a Confirmation name. Maybe i don't need one. My name is long enough eh. It's really irritating because, most of the names sound weird with my name. But,&lt;br&gt; i've got till 27th to search for it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Im going to continue searching...babu people. May god bless all of you! =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-212466080261528544?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/212466080261528544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=212466080261528544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/212466080261528544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/212466080261528544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/30809.html' title='30/8/09'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3708378975351307997</id><published>2009-08-29T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:42:26.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken but beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5" face="comic sans ms"&gt;My heart is fine. Broken but still beating.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wow, that line really speaks to me. haha&lt;br&gt;Anyways, im blogging again...finally&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;. Today, i've been rather emo. Smth bad is going to happen tmr. i just know it. haha. If im wrong then, my bad. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On wednesday, i had to read the NE message to the school. It was about ramadan and stuff. GO MALAYS. Ramadan looks fun. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For the whole day, i felt like being a nerd and study my a-maths. I also said hi to Adil. You know, just to say hi. But the sucky thing is, all i got was a "?" as a reply. Nice right-.-. Really don't think he wants to stay friends, even if he said he would. So forget it, Whatever right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On monday, would be a super boring day. Teachers day performances and crap. I need to bring my book. Im so glad i didn't finish it yet =]. Im learning to read slower! yay!!!&lt;br&gt;No french classes either. :P hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can finally go for mass again! yesh! i've skipped 2 weeks of mass and i really feel awkward about doing that. haha. I've also just discovered that most of my godparents are dead! omg, R.I.P. ninangs at ninongs....hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So, i've got a replacement. TITA CEL! you are my stand in for a godparent. haha. Well, your in the picture of my godparents so yea. your considered one of them. wahahah! Im really excited about confirmation. And going for confession. FOR THE FIRST TIME! haha, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll try blog more guys =]....really.. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3708378975351307997?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3708378975351307997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3708378975351307997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3708378975351307997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3708378975351307997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/broken-but-beating.html' title='Broken but beating'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6964190795208887114</id><published>2009-08-20T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T02:39:08.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where got ghost??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I know, I know. I haven't been blogging. &lt;br&gt;Well, i have't been in the mood to blog about anything eh. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways. Today our class was released late after school ad recess, thaks to AZIZI! GOSH! Don't you know when to shut your mouth or when to stop fooling around? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;After school, Kuqin, Renee, Wan yi and me went to Tampines to watch "Where got ghost?" It was pretty ok. Since i already watched it with Rachal, Ashley and Andre, It wasn't that scary.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;We went home after that.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;. I felt so Empty after watching "May bukas Pa"...and i heard another beautiful song. Very peaceful song. Im going to buy my parents to learn the piano. haha! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6964190795208887114?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6964190795208887114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6964190795208887114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6964190795208887114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6964190795208887114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-got-ghost.html' title='Where got ghost??'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7117241838526022196</id><published>2009-08-13T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:21:58.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13/7/09 =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#6600cc" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am finially content with a &lt;font color="#6633ff"&gt;past i regret. I heard you found strenght in your moments of weakness. For on&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;ce, Im at peace with myself.&lt;br&gt;I was trapped in the past for &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;too long. I'm moving on. I now see that &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ccccff"&gt;life had been patiently waiting for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Today, nth much. Ms Dawn came back for maths class. And she nagged about how disappointed she was about our marks being so low. Well, your marks would be too if u had a teacher that answers your questions with a question. &lt;br&gt;The rest of the subjects were very slack though. Chemistry, Geography, MT, English and contact time. Honestly, Renee was right. We are becoming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;nerds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; hahaha. No offence guys. &lt;br&gt;For recess, we challanged each other in DJmax. I win once. cool!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After school. I played DJmax with Wan yi and Renee. They won once and i won 5 times which was kinda cool, considering i was a noob at that game. hahahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All of my friends has CCA today. So, i stayed with them in school till they had to go for their cca. Means i went home alone. &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Had a &lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;whole trip reflecting on what &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;happened to my life since a few &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffccff"&gt;days ago........&lt;/font&gt;. haha.. Joux! &lt;br&gt;All i did was think about what should i buy for Rachal's birthday..hmmm....I wonder if my parents would let me go, coz it's a sunday and all. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then Paulo came over today! aww....cute!!!!! He kept looking at me and holding my hand....he cooed at me...so cute! Baby Paulo. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt; But he had to go at 4:30 pm because his maid had to fetch his brother. love that kid!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then i had to go for tuition. Had a small test. Damn it, i only scored 40%. gah!! and then we touched up on some Trigo. THen the teacher starting going out of the topic and went to into BGR things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;NOW! im at home doing nth. i'll go play pet society....nth else to play eh..babu people...&lt;br&gt;May god bless you all! =] *God bless the broken road*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7117241838526022196?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7117241838526022196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7117241838526022196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7117241838526022196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7117241838526022196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/13709.html' title='13/7/09 =]'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5658113502484417387</id><published>2009-08-07T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:03:50.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NDC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The rose is withering.&lt;br&gt;A few days ago, i bought a rose. It didn't look that healthy, but it was pretty. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; I wonder how long it would last. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, i haven't been updating my blog because, nth interesting ever happens nowondays. But the NDC was fun. For once, the teachers put together a performance for the students. *Not a very good performace, but a nice try to make it good * &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, there was an *boring* educational slide show about how singapore came to be. ( As if we didn't see it too many times by now) And the new thing this year was. Teachers dancing the "CHA CHA", "DISCO" and "HIP HOP" dancing. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ms Dawn leaded the CHA CHA. It was, boring. After the cha cha, the boys came on stage and danced some cruddy dance. Mr Renga looked completly lost.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then came the DISCO, Mr liew danced there. haha, while he was going on stage he tried to act cool by pulling his jacket open. Nice one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then comes the Old people Hip Hop dancing. That part of the whole performances was ok. It was better. But seriously, they danced like old people. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then comes the singing. lols. The voices altogether, didn't really blend well together. ESPECIALLY the last note. The last note was suppose to be a high note. And OMG, It was a slaughter house. I think it was worst than the choir's was when we tried to reach a super high note for a song. The teachers were practically shouting. whahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recess was made longer due to I &amp;E day. But i didn't buy anything. yea. Just stayed in the canteen then moved off to the library. Justina didn't like the noise. And then stayed in class.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stayed in class till 12. then went home. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then Kunqin and me went to TM and waited for wan yi and Renee to come so that we can watch UP. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Super funny stuff. very cute too. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways, end of story. babu people!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5658113502484417387?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5658113502484417387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5658113502484417387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5658113502484417387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5658113502484417387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/ndc.html' title='NDC'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2090224757304261598</id><published>2009-08-04T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T07:04:42.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage nice =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/134"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/0AQCkhGgq+6hfRlSfn-j1g/photos/1M/300x300/134/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedIMG-3007.jpg?et=oyywZwlq9PKTOtQNYXvKmg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The newest creation. Quite nice no?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought of it while i was emoing away in my room.  Somehow, my best ideas comes when im emo. haha. Strange&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, today was a short day. No guitar class though. They changed it to Saturday because there were too few students going for tuesday's class.&lt;br&gt;We made out ID today. It was fun, scanning your thumb and putting your thumbprint on the paper. Felt like a criminal. wahaha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we went back to class. Then i talked to Anis and Sucipto. Renee though i was flirting..hellooooo??? i don't do that... do i?  Well, i had no choice but to talk to the guys coz, Renee, Kunqin and wan yi were sleeping -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;SO i talked to the guys. Actually, it was quite fun =]. Today, i basically wasted 2 or 3 pictures when i accidentally pressed the picture button on the ancient camera my mom gave me. gah!..oh well =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, that's all for now people =] babu!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2090224757304261598?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2090224757304261598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2090224757304261598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2090224757304261598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2090224757304261598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/vintage-nice.html' title='Vintage nice =]'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6676421213676989236</id><published>2009-08-02T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T02:35:59.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>single life. lols</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ah, Monday's &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I used to be quite excited for mondays coz, that meant that i might be abt to see Adil and hang out for a while. But, i guess that's not the point now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;School was same old same old. I want a rematch Sio Wei! lols, people were distracting me eh. Social Studies teacher didn't come to class today. So i read my book during his period. The book is so romatic.lols. Wish i had that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, most of my friends heard about the break up. And thanks for the compation guys. lols. Some of them didn't believe it though. haha. I agree, a break up using Facebook chat, is unforgivable. A call, or txt or by msn would be ok. But using Facebook&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;. gosh. Kind of....wth ryt. * yes people, u guys helped me see that* And u guys were right..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was on my way to MOELC. when Ruswin called me. while i was still in Bedok interchange. She said that she wasn't coming for class. So i skipped it too. So that i could go for my A-maths remedial. There was a test for that too. The bad news was, that i forgot my calculator. haha. SO! During the test, Esther and me kept passing it back and forth. Even though i was just scribbling some numbers on the test. I think i can do fairly well. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that Wan yi, Renee and Kunqin played the game of, "force us to stay in school"...quite fun.haha! Then wan yi and me went to the library for a little snack. Then i went home. yeap!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I turned my laptop on. Had had a small hope that Adil might be coincidentally using Facebook too. But, sadly, he wasn't. I think i should give up hope on talking or watever with Adil. I should try and forget him. yea. And at the same time, not lose any of my friends i made. haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ok. Benifits of being single. I really, can't think of a single thing -.- other than I could concentrate more on my studies then to worry about what's going on on his side of life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6676421213676989236?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6676421213676989236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6676421213676989236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6676421213676989236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6676421213676989236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/08/single-life-lols.html' title='single life. lols'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-126351304952644368</id><published>2009-07-31T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T09:16:13.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, im single again. &lt;br&gt;Adil said he couldn't do this relationship. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I kind of expected this though. But it doesn't mean i wasn't hurt. Yes, i did cry, and im gonna be emo for a while. But im going to try and forget him, and live my life, and be happy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No, i didn't protest when  he asked for the break up, reason, he wanted this. And i don't think i can change his mind. So, might as well accept it ryt? He thought i took it quite well, =]. My acting ain't that bad after all. haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who cares right?&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;. Plenty of fish in the sea. So i decided, this lil situation would not put me down. Im a strong and independent girl. At least i think i am. =]&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But there's no doubt, that i will miss Adil. I still love him and no one could ever replace him. But, im just going to move on. Hope he enjoys his life being single =]...find ur love out there ok, Adil? She's waiting for you, somewhere. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*i know guys, im just lying to myself with all this "Im happy" crap. But there's nth else i can do. And like i said, i would not let this situation drag me down. It's his loss.*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's the convo we had :&lt;br&gt;1:47pmAdil&lt;br&gt;i cant do this....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:48pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;do wat?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:48pmAdil&lt;br&gt;this relationship.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;not while i haf all these other problems.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:48pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;ok then&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;want to end it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:49pmAdil&lt;br&gt;kind of....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im srry....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:49pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;it's ok =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:49pmAdil&lt;br&gt;i just need time to reflect first....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dun wait for me....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:49pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;sure&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:49pmAdil&lt;br&gt;-_-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ur taking this better than i expected&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:50pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;even if i ddnt take this well&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i cnt change ur mind now can i&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so yea&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;bye then&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:51pmAdil&lt;br&gt;....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im really srry if i hurt u....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:52pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;yea....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:52pmAdil&lt;br&gt;still friends?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:52pmDenice Erycka&lt;br&gt;y not?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:53pmAdil&lt;br&gt;ok...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well then....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1:54pmAdil&lt;br&gt;see u around....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;Goodbye Adil, It was fun while it lasted. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-126351304952644368?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/126351304952644368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=126351304952644368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/126351304952644368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/126351304952644368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/end.html' title='THE END'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7710970632096637142</id><published>2009-07-24T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:07:35.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bonding with Wan yi and Kunqin, that was very fun &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt; Don't forget to bring bread to school on monday. IF we are really going to do a group ritual thingy..haha, that would be super cool &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, in school we had 2 tests. A-math and Physics.&lt;br&gt;During A-math, we pretty much wasted 5 mins sweeping the damn floor. Tests are more important and cleanliness Ms Ng! DUH!! &lt;br&gt;So we practically had, 40 mins to do the test. Not enough time. Alot of people said that they manage to complete about 3 - 4 questions. and there were 6 questions in all!... Who cares yea, we'll all fail if Ms Ng keeps teaching us this way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then comes recess, i didn't eat anything. haha! I was broke. Then the discussion of bringing bread to school every monday came into the subject. It seemed like a good idea at first. =] Not sure how many of us would do it though. Im doing it! =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then Comes Free period. Zul and Benjamine kept sending songs. Mainly Zul. And mainly the song New divine - Linkin Park. yeap! nice song.&lt;br&gt;But i find it a little irritating, blame the radio for playing it over and over again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then comes Physics. Didn't study for the test. But it was not that bad. But Zul asked for the first answer. lols. (Renee, dude, why do u guys keep saying that Zul is my bf????) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then comes assembly, we stayed in class. Boring!!. I designed a few crayons and played with Keonah's psp. ( Hari let me use it!). Kinda fun =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After school, Wan yi, Kunqin and Justina followed eachother to the Bus interchange. But as we went to the bus stop. Wan yi remembered that she doesn't have money. So, i borrowed $o.50 from Anis( sorry if i misspelled)..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we were off to the interchange. Justina went home after the bus reached the bus interchange though. JUSTINA! YOU DIDN"T EVEN SAY GOODBYE!! lols&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then Kunqin, Wan yi and me went to my place by bus. OMG, long ride home. And i actually slept in the bus. wahaha.&lt;br&gt;When we reached home, i started cooking Honey roasted wings, for us to eat. yeap!. When it was done, we ate. =] kunqin, u ate the least. wahah. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;after that, we watched a few MJ music video's and off we went to eastpoint for fun peace joy and laughter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We wondered around that place for about, 2h. =] and i found out things that were quite unbelievable. For what u guys said about ZHI QIN, well, fine...i believe that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But wan yi!, for wat u said, i dnt even know if i should believe it. It would be cool if it was true though =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kunqin was being picked up by her dad, while i accompanied Wan yi to the bus stop. Waited and chat with her till her Bus came. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;After that, i went home. BIG dinner tonight. I have Chicken adobo, sandwich ( a big one, from chippy) and aunty anne =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Amazingly, i finished it all! ya!! If i don't get tall, im so going to get pissed off, coz that means im getting fat..wahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I spent the whole night trying to redo Ruswins poster. Urgh! painting is fun. wahaha. Kevin's beautiful handwritting survived the paint. So, im quite happy about that. But it's turning out great. i guess.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that's all for now guys...&lt;br&gt;Have fun with ur lifes. BABU!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7710970632096637142?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7710970632096637142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7710970632096637142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7710970632096637142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7710970632096637142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-friday.html' title='Finally friday'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1516385585566362496</id><published>2009-07-21T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:39:12.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead man walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000" size="5"&gt;OH MY FUDGE!!!!! OH MY GULAY!!! OH DEAR GOD HELP ME!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I totally forgotten all about the online test that i was suppose to do after school today!...Ahh!, I was spending too much time thinking on our new French project. We have to make a poster and make a video presentation about saving the earth.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And Ruswin, Gurwin and me could only meet up twice...before we actually have to do give it to the teacher to grade. Stress ryt!..urgh!...Meeting up 2 times to complete a project isnt gonna do much good!. I was actually suppose to meet them today. or was it another day...but still....In the end they couldnt meet up with me. So i went home and did some translations and stuff....Of course after relaxing for a while with wan yi to TM1...window shopping calms me down. yea!.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But now, im so stressed ryt now. I mean, how can we even make a documentary, even speaking in fluent french is tough for us. I dnt think we would get alot of marks for this Project guys... What is more...I skiped a test which would be included in the CA marks!!..GOD!!! Let's just hope Ms dawn can accept my french project excuse because...i wnt lie to cover it up. Might as well tell the truth ryt.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Urgh...i only remembered about the test after Shahib asked, " Any tests coming up?" CRAP!!!&lt;br&gt;Im so totally screwed with Ms dawn!! Expecially with 2 classes of A-maths tmr.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bkt hnd ko naalala. Paano ko nakalimutan. Tanga ko!!! ahhh!!!! * dudes, the grammer might be off quite abit...but who cares*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Translation: "Why did i forget!?? How is it possible that i forget about a test!!???"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;okies...im going back into panic mode people....Babu!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1516385585566362496?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1516385585566362496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1516385585566362496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1516385585566362496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1516385585566362496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-man-walking.html' title='Dead man walking'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1535467246443270842</id><published>2009-07-17T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:16:41.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HP6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was fun. At least 3/4 of the day that is.  The end of the day ended with a really bad stomach cramp. OUCH!! haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;OK. School was a total bust. We ddnt really learn much today. Yeap yeap. It's was more of fun. Because im with my group of friends...haha =]. After school, Kunqin, Renee, Wan yi and me went to Renee's place first. Because she has to change. While we waited for Renee to return downstairs. We talked about Michael Jackson. haha. &lt;br&gt;OK, at first we were talking about where to buy water and junk, then went on to the topic of schools and things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then we went off to Tampines to catch a movie. But not after we each said lame jokes to each other...haha. Surprisingly, we ran into Ying ying and co. &lt;br&gt;They watched Harry potter at 1:45..while we watched it at 2:30.&lt;br&gt;And i can say, the ending is like super plain...haha. just the 3 of them staring out the window. haha =]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But seriously, it's still a nice show. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like i said, the day ended with a huge stomach crap. I think there was smth in the popcorn or smth. Or the roti. urgh...haha&lt;br&gt;I am so going to miss blake when he leaves for Australia. 14 days and counting...Im gonna miss you buddy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1535467246443270842?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1535467246443270842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1535467246443270842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1535467246443270842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1535467246443270842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/hp6.html' title='HP6'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8902713926756022154</id><published>2009-07-14T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:19:58.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/120"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/TmTr3rOjCaJffSaGXnlObQ/photos/1M/300x300/120/CUsersACERPicturesg-012.jpg?et=AXUd7kMi2PEOzzxWWt6KPQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you just want to punch a wall.&lt;br&gt;Or scream in a pillow in your bedroom.&lt;br&gt;Maybe even slam a door.&lt;br&gt;Just to get your anger out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes you just want to smile at the ones you love.&lt;br&gt;Or hug your best friend.&lt;br&gt;Maybe even wave to a perfect stranger.&lt;br&gt;Just to get your niceness out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes you just want to cry your eyes out.&lt;br&gt;Or hug your pillow.&lt;br&gt;Maybe even tell your best friend your problems.&lt;br&gt;Just to get your sadness out.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These are ways to express your feelings.&lt;br&gt;Please use them.&lt;br&gt;And don't forget to love everyone that's dear to you.&lt;br&gt;                                                          And always smile...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Nice Picture no? Wan yi helped send it to me. Thanks for lettin me wear ur cloths hun. lols. Anyways, i was teacher her how to make ur pictures look totally awsome on photoshop. Mission success i think. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;After that, i went home to rest for a while. Then off to guitar class i went. I was super late. 1h late actually. So i had to have a class by myself, which was kinda fun. hehe. We learned the Slur thingy?.. when i get the book 2A then i'll tell u guys the title kay? hehe. But the good thing is that my mom needs to pass me more money to buy the book. And i could keep the change and buy my ______....hehe. Wan yi, u'll see me wearing it...wahaha...no pictures though...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="text"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;Well, enjoy your lifes people =]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8902713926756022154?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8902713926756022154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8902713926756022154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8902713926756022154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8902713926756022154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/always-smile.html' title='Always smile'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3050271690782152140</id><published>2009-07-13T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:22:02.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat friends like gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/119"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/LPuZ18I1DJ8mzTDnGlo8jQ/photos/1M/300x300/119/CUsersACERPictures6132-1024492471098-1788849554-52509-60775-n.jpg?et=5bPtXwDTBcxycrYSkBv4Fg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66;" face="comic sans ms" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;He is ALWAYS watching us. Even if you think his not by your side. He knows what your going through.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice picture no? hehe.&lt;br&gt;Well guys, I can truely say that the phrase, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;"&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330099;" color="#ffff33"&gt;You friends are like your gaurdian angels&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is a very true phrase. Without my friends, I sure i would have commited suicide by now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;U guys taught me how to ignore the comments of wat others say about me. Like Jing jie for example. He can call me black dog for all he wants and i dnt really give a damn about it anymore.&lt;br&gt;Friends has been my gaurdian angels ever since. Thanks for always being there and listening to my problems guys. Even though alot of things i say is, " i, me, myself,ect." haha. Sorry if u kinda find that irritating too&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There wasn't much about school. Other than NO SS for the whole week!...But people, Don't forget to bring your files on Wednesday. And be prepared for the A-math test too kay? Wish all of you good luck!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really wanna thank...Adil,Esther, Gayatri, Kevin, Jonathan, Wan yi, Renee, Kunqin, Blake, Ruswin, Gurwin, Mitu, Cherie, Shahib, Jessah,ect.... &lt;br&gt;Without whom, i will not be who i am today&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;..Dnt knw if that's a good thing though..haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice speach...wahahah!&lt;br&gt;Anyways, babu people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3050271690782152140?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3050271690782152140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3050271690782152140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3050271690782152140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3050271690782152140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/treat-friends-like-gold_1324.html' title='Treat friends like gold'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8776916723826979229</id><published>2009-07-13T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:21:57.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat friends like gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/119"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/LPuZ18I1DJ8mzTDnGlo8jQ/photos/1M/300x300/119/CUsersACERPictures6132-1024492471098-1788849554-52509-60775-n.jpg?et=5bPtXwDTBcxycrYSkBv4Fg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66;" face="comic sans ms" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;He is ALWAYS watching us. Even if you think his not by your side. He knows what your going through.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice picture no? hehe.&lt;br&gt;Well guys, I can truely say that the phrase, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;"&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330099;" color="#ffff33"&gt;You friends are like your gaurdian angels&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is a very true phrase. Without my friends, I sure i would have commited suicide by now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;U guys taught me how to ignore the comments of wat others say about me. Like Jing jie for example. He can call me black dog for all he wants and i dnt really give a damn about it anymore.&lt;br&gt;Friends has been my gaurdian angels ever since. Thanks for always being there and listening to my problems guys. Even though alot of things i say is, " i, me, myself,ect." haha. Sorry if u kinda find that irritating too&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There wasn't much about school. Other than NO SS for the whole week!...But people, Don't forget to bring your files on Wednesday. And be prepared for the A-math test too kay? Wish all of you good luck!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really wanna thank...Adil,Esther, Gayatri, Kevin, Jonathan, Wan yi, Renee, Kunqin, Blake, Ruswin, Gurwin, Mitu, Cherie, Shahib, Jessah,ect.... &lt;br&gt;Without whom, i will not be who i am today&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;..Dnt knw if that's a good thing though..haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice speach...wahahah!&lt;br&gt;Anyways, babu people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8776916723826979229?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8776916723826979229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8776916723826979229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8776916723826979229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8776916723826979229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/treat-friends-like-gold_13.html' title='Treat friends like gold'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7911299925034804767</id><published>2009-07-13T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:21:53.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Treat friends like gold</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/119"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/LPuZ18I1DJ8mzTDnGlo8jQ/photos/1M/300x300/119/CUsersACERPictures6132-1024492471098-1788849554-52509-60775-n.jpg?et=5bPtXwDTBcxycrYSkBv4Fg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66;" face="comic sans ms" color="#000099" size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;He is ALWAYS watching us. Even if you think his not by your side. He knows what your going through.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice picture no? hehe.&lt;br&gt;Well guys, I can truely say that the phrase, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;"&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330099;" color="#ffff33"&gt;You friends are like your gaurdian angels&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is a very true phrase. Without my friends, I sure i would have commited suicide by now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;U guys taught me how to ignore the comments of wat others say about me. Like Jing jie for example. He can call me black dog for all he wants and i dnt really give a damn about it anymore.&lt;br&gt;Friends has been my gaurdian angels ever since. Thanks for always being there and listening to my problems guys. Even though alot of things i say is, " i, me, myself,ect." haha. Sorry if u kinda find that irritating too&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There wasn't much about school. Other than NO SS for the whole week!...But people, Don't forget to bring your files on Wednesday. And be prepared for the A-math test too kay? Wish all of you good luck!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I really wanna thank...Adil,Esther, Gayatri, Kevin, Jonathan, Wan yi, Renee, Kunqin, Blake, Ruswin, Gurwin, Mitu, Cherie, Shahib, Jessah,ect.... &lt;br&gt;Without whom, i will not be who i am today&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;..Dnt knw if that's a good thing though..haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice speach...wahahah!&lt;br&gt;Anyways, babu people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7911299925034804767?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7911299925034804767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7911299925034804767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7911299925034804767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7911299925034804767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/treat-friends-like-gold.html' title='Treat friends like gold'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2822868595265880148</id><published>2009-07-11T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:56:47.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/118"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/iuJBGPaYGpMznNxRP+pJ-g/photos/1M/300x300/118/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedDians-friend.jpg?et=UllB9UkLFzVEwsSCFmdH3A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#ff0000" size="6"&gt;Sherrie Loe. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who is she? I have no clue. haha. She is Adil's sisters friend. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I edited her photo today. I was super bored at home eh. ok. so in this photo, i took out a girl which was actually behind Sherrie. And i also took out the extra things...*ahem* First time trying to do that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways. &lt;br&gt;Why was i bored today? Because i had no French tuition. haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i went to church today. Father angel was right. Filipinos should comunicate more to other filipinos...i mean, like smile at them or smth..hhaha. That's wad we always do anyways. I'll try do that again. wahhaa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2822868595265880148?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2822868595265880148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2822868595265880148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2822868595265880148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2822868595265880148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/sat.html' title='Sat'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5893008166482122956</id><published>2009-07-09T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T05:40:23.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR CUT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;okie dokie. My hair was cut. ARGH!!! it's supposed to be longer . It's short now!!!! AHHHH!!!&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/s3+150gXQ64600oTLmFm7A/photos/1M/300x300/117/CUsersACERDocumentsMy-Received-Filesdenice-hse-020.JPG?et=TRLiBH89w4bTfZK%2CExNDhg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;Anyways, had another boring day today. My savings went from $60  to $30.&lt;br&gt;So sad. blech!!! &lt;br&gt;I went to wan yi's place and we hung out. that's all that's interesting. Thanks for the pic. wan yi.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now if u dnt mind. i'll go back to whining about my hair....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5893008166482122956?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5893008166482122956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5893008166482122956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5893008166482122956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5893008166482122956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/hair-cut.html' title='HAIR CUT!!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8475941804594592179</id><published>2009-07-08T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T07:30:18.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost bracelet wanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;School was interesting, for the first few lessons i mean. I'm Starting to hare TRIGONOMATRY! urgh! Stupid graphs. Must be super neat again, or else that will deduct marks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I skipped the talk about, Tourism and Hospitality, to go and get my hair cut. But, the shop was closed. hehe!, longer time to think if i should have long hair or short hair. Alot of people told me to keep it long. hmm....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But im going to have to go tmr. Another 3h of boring information tat no one cares about. -.- .Wonderful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And, I LOST MY BRACLET AGAIN!! oh gosh! Im so careless! what is happening to me!??...lols&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways, i'll search for it tmr. Bro is always with me no matter wat =]. And i finally got my pictures developed. YAY! not bad actually. And i hope i ddnt leave it in the shop. &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8475941804594592179?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8475941804594592179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8475941804594592179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8475941804594592179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8475941804594592179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-bracelet-wanted.html' title='Lost bracelet wanted'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8832873371521485280</id><published>2009-07-06T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:44:33.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/116"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/kTnp+cIask+QANFb+2LdDA/photos/1M/300x300/116/CUsersACERPicturesIMAG0072.jpg?et=iRnzurFbPGhz%2Bt0OOb8V4Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's really old. It uses film(Not digital yet). But i love it anyways&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color="#ccccff" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#6633ff"&gt;Appreciate&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;the simple&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#9999ff"&gt;things in&lt;/font&gt; life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, im confined to using this camera for the time being. Spent the whole day snapping pictures to put into an album. Basically wasting them. haha. But i didn't mind that the camera uses film. I think that Film is way better. So far, i remember we only used that camera once. On my first birthday! haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I was kinda EMO for the whole day. And i actually slept again. Of course i woke up from time to time because of ppl txting me. But i just placed it in silent and slept peacefully. whahaha. Then i woke up to the smell of pork. sry guys, i don't know the name of the dish. But it was Deleish!! [Deal-ish] mm...haha...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;When i get the photoes printed out. Im gonna scan them into the computer. If i ever find the file it is kept in i mean. so yea..TA TA people!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Without You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#33ff33"&gt;, Life is just&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#66ff99"&gt; isn't worth li&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#99ff99"&gt;ving anymore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8832873371521485280?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8832873371521485280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8832873371521485280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8832873371521485280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8832873371521485280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-you.html' title='Love you!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5191739570395729862</id><published>2009-07-05T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:04:37.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just listen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/87"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1DLdPxc3cvhdJvWm1JwjRg/photos/6/300x300/20/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedHeart.jpg?et=%2CvIPgBWRvPlIENzvHqRRag&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#3366ff" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Would you just listen and please don't say a word, just yet,&lt;br&gt;I'd like you to think back to the very first time we met,&lt;br&gt;How you felt around me? The memories we shared,&lt;br&gt;And just remember that once upon a time, you really cared.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5191739570395729862?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5191739570395729862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5191739570395729862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5191739570395729862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5191739570395729862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-listen.html' title='Just listen'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7828027427757964351</id><published>2009-07-05T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T08:29:49.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/101"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/Tgfn5txGHa4c6GbK5jUowA/photos/1M/300x300/101/CUsersACERDesktopimage.png?et=sN3PLlv%2Bk%2Cd1KJ2ai2zBzQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="comic sans ms" color="#33cc00" size="5"&gt;Believe in things that are impossible and they will be made possible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well! Fancey words, but i don't think i do that as often. But i do believe that i'll get into the best JC or Poly and one day go to NUS or somwhere else. So i went to Cat. class today. My attachment lasts till August 2. wow. so long. And i had fun talking to my Cat. class friends. Rachal, Rachel, Cheryl, Julian, ect. &lt;br&gt;Gosh! missed Cat. class. After cat. class, all of us took a brownie which was made by Russel. Thanks dude!, best brownies...haha, famouse in the class. yeap.&lt;br&gt;We should request for them more often. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;My family went to IKEA today, bought a tv console and 2 lamps for me and my bro. I also bought a wall sticker thingy. looks awsome!. My dad was the grumpy pants again. coz he was tired. And my mom was singing, "grumpy old man" haha. Just to irritate him. Nice one! GO MUM!..wahaha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;My room still looks bigger than my bro's room. Odd isn't it? lols. Anyways, my mom lent me her old LSR camera. It runs on film. But i like it anyways, my plan was to stick the pictures i took on the walls and stuff. Mostl i want to take pictures with my friends so i could buy photo frames and hang them. Blake is a must to be in the photos. MUST!! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Im so excited to finally use the camera again! it's been so long since my baby has been taken away from me. ;-) Reunited and it feels so good!.&lt;br&gt;Who else must be in the pictures? Kevin, Adil, Shahib, Wan yi, Jonathan, Kunqin, Renee, Joo Eun, Jessah, Blake, ect. basically my close friends hehe. &lt;br&gt;I gots plenty of close friends, the only problem is, i cnt rely on 1 of them all the time. like Wan yi, known her for 7 years. And i know that i cnt rely on her all the time. Especially when bringing things to school. hehe. Fact wan yi. It's a fact. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways, remind me to get the film tmr. i wanna test out the camera. if it's not as good as i think it is. Im saving up till $1, 399 for another one then. My mom could keep my baby. I saw a wat better camera than "my baby". Sorry dear!! haha. Electronics are awsome, who could live without it now hmm??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyways, i love all my babies( electronics), but i love my dearest bhe bhe of them all, Adil...&lt;br&gt;Even though ur being like this for abt 5 months or so. Hope everything is alright with you....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;Stay&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff99ff"&gt;in to&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffccff"&gt;uch.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7828027427757964351?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7828027427757964351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7828027427757964351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7828027427757964351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7828027427757964351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-believe.html' title='I believe'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1885389384206312693</id><published>2009-07-04T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T08:13:41.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends are like angels sent from heaven to be with u always</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff0000 size=2&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;In Our Darkest Hour&lt;BR&gt;In My Deepest Despair&lt;BR&gt;Will You Still Care?&lt;BR&gt;Will You Be There?&lt;BR&gt;In My Trials&lt;BR&gt;And My Tripulations&lt;BR&gt;Through Our Doubts&lt;BR&gt;And Frustrations&lt;BR&gt;In My Violence&lt;BR&gt;In My Turbulence&lt;BR&gt;Through My Fear&lt;BR&gt;And My Confessions&lt;BR&gt;In My Anguish And My Pain&lt;BR&gt;Through My Joy And My Sorrow&lt;BR&gt;In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow&lt;BR&gt;I'll Never Let You Part&lt;BR&gt;For You're Always In My Heart.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I really like those words that &lt;STRONG&gt;Micheal Jackson&lt;/STRONG&gt; said in the song &lt;STRONG&gt;Will you be there?&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Really inspirational. &lt;BR&gt;All the same, those words relate to all my friends, &lt;STRONG&gt;Adil, Kevin, Wan yi, Blake, Kunqin&lt;/STRONG&gt;..ect...&lt;BR&gt;I swear, U guys are the best! Even though i feel totally dumb when im talking to Adil, Kevin and Juilan.&amp;nbsp;Im not as smart as them ok....haha.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Today i ddnt do much, other than have French tuition and have another quarrel with my lil bro.. I did find out that he copied my habbit of saying "i hate u" when im losing a game or wadever..haha. I always do that. But i don't mean it.&lt;BR&gt;The computer chairs, my small table, Computer table and shelf finally came in today. So now, all we have to do is pack everything into shelfs and&amp;nbsp;boxes and cupboards&amp;nbsp;and have the House warming party. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I really can't wait till October. Tempted is going to come out then. The 6th book of the House of Night series. Bet it would be just awsome, funny, dirty and just exciting as the rest of the books. hehe. Shahib, come see me one day and i'll lend u the first book. If u get hooked into it like i did, then im sorry. haha&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1885389384206312693?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1885389384206312693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1885389384206312693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1885389384206312693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1885389384206312693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-are-like-angels-sent-from.html' title='Friends are like angels sent from heaven to be with u always'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-9182492895213117070</id><published>2009-07-02T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:42:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a secret in the wind...never to be heard</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I am but the wind,&lt;BR&gt;No one sees or cares.&lt;BR&gt;When their of into their own world&lt;BR&gt;I am nothing in the world of theirs&lt;BR&gt;Unknown, unheard and Unseen&lt;BR&gt;Like the secrets told into the wind.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Well, i made that small poem during MT lessons. I wrote that because i feel like i am imvincible or something. My "friends" don't talk or even sit around me. I doubt that they even noticed me. This is the reason why i try stay away from Ying ying and co. To avoid this nasty feeling of lonliness. Coz, no one talkes to me, everyone in the group seems to be too consumed with their own conversations, that they pay no attention to me. &lt;BR&gt;This is why i thank god for friends like Kunqin, Renee, Wan yi, Gayatri, Kevin, Ziana, Blake, Jonathan, ect.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They are always there whenever i need them, Thanks guys.&lt;BR&gt;Reason why Adil's name isn't there....is because, his to damn busy to even txt me. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, yea, so i was kinda emo ever since the morning. But all i can remember about today was my mom shouting at my Maid for trying to quit when her contract isn't even over yet. That means we have to pay her out of it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;BUt seriously guys...if Adil keeps this up...A break up is really gonna happen. I dnt care if i hurt myself in that process....i jst had it!...i cnt...i jst cnt take it anymore...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Standing by my phone to see if he replies...and if i do get an sms, i always hope that is was from him...but it's usually from Kevin, Jonathan, Wan yi or shahib...&lt;BR&gt;I always check my phone...i even read our the messages he sent me last time....i really miss talking to him...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But the sad thing is....The love that i have for Adil...is slowly going away.....im sorry, but im just saying the truth,&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;OK, this might just be me emoting on my blog...but...it's still the truth...&lt;BR&gt;I still love u adil....&lt;BR&gt;But, it's disappearing, day by day....let's see how long the love can last&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-9182492895213117070?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/9182492895213117070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=9182492895213117070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/9182492895213117070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/9182492895213117070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-secret-in-windnever-to-be-heard.html' title='I am a secret in the wind...never to be heard'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3264211522559505112</id><published>2009-07-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:10:14.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do u see me as?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;, time flies by quite fast doesn't it...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; kinda irritated now, because of how, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; and such a cry baby my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bro is becoming...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;! small things and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;overreacted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; like that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Urgh&lt;/span&gt;...so irritating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, today was kind of fun. People actually talked to me this time. And my little book kept me company when i have no one to talk to. yea. Nice life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Amath&lt;/span&gt; Test on Wednesday!....based on the holiday homework. so all i gotta worry about is forgetting the formulas and Roots...ugh..roots..&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png" /&gt; Odd, and i usually love to do the hard questions...it makes me think logically.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I saw MARIEL today! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! a fellow crazy person!. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;... I can really say that i miss being as crazy as last time. I'll make a visit to crazy town as soon as choir starts. It's much more fun to be crazy there anyways. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, today, after school, i went with wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;joo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;eun&lt;/span&gt; to the general office to claim their phones back..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, they were caught.&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt; Anyways, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Principal&lt;/span&gt; Nagged and nagged and nagged. Gosh, she loves to nag doesn't she. well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dnt&lt;/span&gt; everyone do it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After claiming their phones, Wan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kunqin&lt;/span&gt; and me went to the study corner and completed our SS holiday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hw&lt;/span&gt;. We only had to do 1c because we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ddnt&lt;/span&gt; know how to do it. So i copied the answer from our best SS student.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;YUXIAN&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;..total count of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Adil's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;txts&lt;/span&gt; today....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I remember he said that he would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; me, even if i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dnt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; him first. We'll see if that is true now. The other times i tried it...he didn't even send a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt;. 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; time, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;smsed&lt;/span&gt; 13 messages...mainly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; death.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna try it again....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyways, i talked to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Eidrian&lt;/span&gt; and he asked what was my first impression with him...and i really couldn't answer that because, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dnt&lt;/span&gt; make first impressions by how they look. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; just talk to them and get to know them. And when i do those things, i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;dnt&lt;/span&gt; make impressions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;...nice. I wonder what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; first impressions are with me?..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;, i think i know....Extremely Shy! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; late...place a comment ha! Please..&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt;! i may want to switch back to my blogger account. so save this just to remember...www.loverycka.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please and thank you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3264211522559505112?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3264211522559505112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3264211522559505112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3264211522559505112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3264211522559505112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do-u-see-me-as.html' title='What do u see me as?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6606301295689644816</id><published>2009-06-30T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:24:07.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a woman and an old battered jukebox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;“And that is my answer, young man.” I looked at her, puzzled; I even convinced myself that she truly is mad, until the song My Way floated in the air like the hovering morning mist. It came from the old battered jukebox in the corner of the whitewashed walls of the diner. A smile spread on my face and I silently nodded, what she said had dissolved into my pores and settled in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;That was how I began to understand life, a lady whom people looked at in disgust, a lady whom people insulted, a lady who on busy days and peak hours, wouldn’t even be spared a glance; what more sympathy. My conscience was in turmoil; how could a homeless person understand so much about life, how could she; who have never been out there calculating the stock prices or audited major companies know so much? The nights I had were then spent with her, each hour passed learning countless lessons of life. What amazed me was that she told her tale of virtues through the songs that were played on the battered jukebox; some of them were played millions of times yet each time, a new lesson is unveiled somewhat magically, it was as if fairy dust were raining down on us. I would just stare with my mouth hung open, listening tentatively to what she had to say and finally, after what seemed to be an endless road of enlightenment, we would say our goodbyes and go back to the life that saps out the very core of us.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I woke up, got dressed and rushed to work; facing a huge pile of paperwork that never seem to diminish in thickness. I used to sigh; bemoaning my bad luck but still manage to finish up what had to be done in time to catch the last bus home but now… Now I look at the mountain of paper and ink and think: Is this what life means? To slave over something that nobody would look twice at and go home each day with an empty feeling in me? No! I refuse to believe that; what more after I have been enlightened by a homeless woman. Then the thought struck my mind as if Zeus himself lost his composure and went berserk. How cruel could life be, to leave a human being so intelligible, as precious as her to fend for herself on the streets and let these idiotic bunch of arrogant shallow humans to rule a country. It made me burn inside.&lt;br /&gt;As usual I met her after the city itself has calmed down; when the fumes from the cars thinned and the depressed occupants get drunk alone in their living rooms. She was there as always, huddled in a corner with a thin piece of cloth failing at its job to keep her warm. At that moment anger filled my heart; how could God allow this to happen? Why? At that very moment, she looked directly to him and exhaled.&lt;br /&gt;“My boy, you should never blame God for what is happening in this world. The fault lies in every single on of us here, including you and of course, me.”&lt;br /&gt;“But you don’t belong here. Not on the streets. You belong there,” He pointed towards the skyscrapers that mocked the clouds, “You are the one that has every right to be there, governing the way we live.” Her eyelids drooped and suddenly she seemed so fragile, even the wind might cause her to shatter into a million tiny pieces. Then, a fragile woman she was no more, for her might returned to her and she cleared her throat.&lt;br /&gt;“Tell me. Are you going to chat with me the whole day out here in the cold or are you going to treat me to a warm cup of instant coffee? Come on child, the jukebox’s tale has not been fully sung. You obviously have more questions and I have a feeling that the songs that are going to be played today will be able to help. Help me up.” I grinned at her statement and extended an arm so that she could pull herself up. We made our way past the ever-suspicious alley cats, up a few steps and into the warmth of the diner.&lt;br /&gt;We sat down away from the wild teenagers and chatty waitresses and made ourselves comfortable. When the staff understood that the only thing we wanted were cups of coffee as long as we were there, he raised an eyebrow discreetly, shook his head and walked away; the sole of his old sneakers making a scratching sound due to the sand attached to it. We sipped our coffee and then there was a pause; as if the world had stopped revolving for a few seconds in acknowledgement of the little joys of life and then she broke the silence.&lt;br /&gt;“So what would you like to ask me today? Come on now, don’t be shy.”&lt;br /&gt;“I have been thinking…” I absentmindedly toyed with the greasy spoon left on the table, “How have you gained so much knowledge and yet, stop me if I offend you, you are a homeless person. A bum. It’s just outrageous when I think of it, surely you are able to find a job and get a roof over your head.” She laughed and shook her head as she would every time I asked her a question.&lt;br /&gt;“How do you define a home my boy? You said I’m homeless but to me those streets are my halls, the garbage bins are my furniture and the stars above are my chandelier.” At that very moment, Motley Crue’s Home Sweet Home started playing from the old jukebox. I feel astonished every single time. “A home is what you want it to be, when you run away from one, it is not always as an act of anger or depression but sometimes we humans need to find some other place where we could be cosy. It may be a dilapidated motel room; it might be under a bridge or in my case, the streets. I love the feeling of just being there, there is so much to see, so much excitement. Everyday is an adventure, a new tale of conquest.”&lt;br /&gt;“That… does make sense actually. Have you ever had a feeling of wanting something more? A better place?” Again she laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“We are human. It is in our nature to improvise; to better ourselves in every way. However, sometimes; if we’re lucky, there will be a place that seems so heavenly that you’re heart will say: No! This is the place where I belong. And at that time, my boy, you will understand that at certain parts of our life, we could be satisfied with what we have. Again I stress, if one is lucky enough.”&lt;br /&gt;“How about loneliness? Surely you get that?” There was a crashing sound. Some teenager was kicking the jukebox. Apparently, it wasn’t in working condition any longer. Then, after a moment, Elvis’s Are You Lonesome Tonight floated out of the speakers. I shuddered. Every single time. The songs seem to fit whatever the topic was. The woman just smiled and took a bite out of her bread.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I do get lonely but then I look at the vast amounts of people who have loved ones right in front of their eyes; yet in their hearts they are lonelier than I am. It is written on their faces, it shines out from their eyes.”&lt;br /&gt;The conversation continued and various topics were discussed. Of course, a fitting song for each of them was aired each time and I would shiver in excitement and fright. I looked at my watch. Only an hour had passed. The night was unusually long to night. I brushed the thought and focused my attention towards the woman, suggesting that we took a breather after the long conversations. It made me feel somewhat bad to let a woman of her age to entertain me for long periods of time. She agreed and after a while, a song that I loved was played.&lt;br /&gt;“This is my favourite song. As a child, I would listen to it for hours and I won’t even feel bored. You know it?” I closed my eyes and waited for a reply. It came quite slowly, as if she herself was enjoying the music.&lt;br /&gt;“Free Bird. Such an enlightening song. It represents so much.” She opened her eyes and fell silent. It did not occur to me that she expected me to explain. She raised her right eyebrow and tilted her head; a sign for me to go on.&lt;br /&gt;“Whenever I hear this song, I could picture myself sprouting wings and flying away, not looking back at whatever it is behind me and just fly away to a destination that is not on a map. The song represents freedom that is achieved by leaving all that one attaches himself to in the world.” I took a deep breathe and exhaled audibly. It felt good to have said something that to me was very intelligible. However, I realised that she wore a veil of discontentment over her, an aura seem to envelope her. “Why? What’s wrong?”&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing is wrong child. It is not my right to question your interpretation. However, the way you think is exactly like the common people nowadays. Do you not feel the sadness of the person that is being left behind in the song? Don’t you even feel the pain that the man who wants to be free feels? He needs to leave everything, everything behind! There is a price for freedom and in this song, he is determined enough to pay it off but still, his pain is very well stated in this song.” She sighed. I was dumbfounded. All that she said was true; it made all the sense in the world. How could I have not sensed it? It was repeated throughout the song. I felt disgusted with myself. I was… similar to all those people out there…&lt;br /&gt;We went our separate ways then; I went back home to the comfort of my bed and she returned to the company of the alley cats. However I found myself visiting the woman much more after that, sometimes I would skip work just to gain what I thought was more valuable from her.&lt;br /&gt;Approximately a month later, I went to see her. I searched the alleyways and behind the dumpsters; asked the ignorant public but to no avail. A voice screamed in me but I silenced it, there was no way she could leave without saying goodbye. I sprinted towards the diner to find it deserted. The empty chairs and polished tables added to the eerie atmosphere. I inched towards our usual seat, my heart raced and my throat dry. She wasn’t there. I collapsed, my body felt numb and my tears which had long been idle, flowed; branching anywhere it found a restriction and ultimately it fell onto the floor. She was gone. Just like a spore, she followed the wind to another foreign place; untraceable. I wept; the light of guidance was now gone and I’m stranded in darkness, all I could do was try to reason out why it happened but my efforts were futile. Then… the sound of a complex mechanism at work, a record is slotted into place. The battered jukebox. I rushed towards it and gripped the sides till my knuckles hurt.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on! Tell me something! Please!” The answer? A familiar song. A very good one too. It starts with a continuous plucking of guitar strings, a sound of a man clearing his throat. Immediately the tears ceased to flow, instead I stepped back and closed my eyes, losing myself to the sound of Pink Floyd echoing throughout the diner, the streets outside and the stars or chandeliers. The song played and played until the jukebox ceased to function, a scratching sound followed by a crackling one and finally, an abrupt end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedestrians and regular visitors of a diner frowned as they see a man huddled by a corner near it. Some were puzzled by the fact that it was now a man and no longer a woman. They stopped to ponder about it for awhile but they were disturbed by the expensive gadgets which they labelled as their life. He would just smile; he knew what it felt like being bound to those things. After all, he once was but now no longer. Some lucky ones had the privilege of being enlightened by a peculiar way, he explained life by showing photographs of what seemed normal to many but as he started to explain, they would see the images in such a beautiful manner that they understood what he was trying to say, it captivated them, enchanted them in a way. However, others marched on with their lives without ever noticing him. He never felt insulted at this, they were just preoccupied. The time will come for them to be enlightened; just as he once was by a woman and an old battered jukebox. So he waits, along with the alley cats as companions. He waits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6606301295689644816?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6606301295689644816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6606301295689644816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6606301295689644816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6606301295689644816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-and-old-battered-jukebox.html' title='a woman and an old battered jukebox'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2459697922288211927</id><published>2009-06-29T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:20:37.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of sem 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/tV8DvMn0X0QdxxKeqPmq3A/photos/1M/300x300/99/CUsersACERPicturesPhone-photosIMAG0067.jpg?et=p88WSq64tRrRaqZdIM3yYA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;Drew this in school. I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;And had no one to talk to so i did that. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;No one to talk to as usual. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Anyways...today was filled with information about H1N1 flue. 2 of my classmates were staying home because they went to indonesia and thailand during the holidays. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;And Blake was also quarantined because he went to japan. -.- Hope u could sms still. haha, it gets boring in school.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/qxNezvPMgF1+ICmR8dWoOw/photos/1M/300x300/100/CUsersACERPicturesPhone-photosIMAG0065.jpg?et=1kQTiAEiVsGoe6jGo90Dlg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ziana made an innovative way to eat the sandwich...without using her hands...use a&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/99"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;spoon and fork...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Nice one Ziana, But just wash your hands next time...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Afterwards was Geography. URGh!!! THAT!....that was super boring....she kept talking abt how much she expected from us, bla ,bla, bla...&lt;br /&gt;We already know-.-&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the run through though&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Anyways. Our classes Big Mystery now is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who would our FORM teacher be!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope it's Mdm tammy wong...and not Ms dawn Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Anyways, after school, i followed Gayatri to take the mrt. Her first time taking an MRT alone or since ever.So yea, i was kinda worried to let her go alone..she could have gone to the wrong platform and stuff...then she'll cry again...OMG..not the crying....lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Anyways, the rest is history. When i reached home, I went to buy some drinks from Sweet talk. Then i went back to my computer and chatted on MSN. How i wish adil would go online and chat again...n not just go online for his homework..-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;so let's see...todays total smses from him...1! isn't that a nice number....at least there were 13 on sunday...haha. Who cares...i love him anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;But do tell me if there is a book u recommend on reading...must be interesting ha...lols&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for tempted to hit the shelves...Erick Night looked so much hotter in my mind...lols... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Tempted! come out soon, i wanna see what happens to Zoey...haha, &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2459697922288211927?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2459697922288211927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2459697922288211927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2459697922288211927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2459697922288211927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/drew-this-in-school.html' title='First day of sem 2'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5982451726101765303</id><published>2009-06-27T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:57:40.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alam mo sino si bro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/SUl66mspBacX90VERg-dlQ/photos/1M/300x300/98/CUsersACERPicturesHeart-Cookies-498f89e1521b3.jpg?et=DITaLs1FWNzjkFv9EjELeg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=5&gt;Heart shapped cookies just for u bhe!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I finally found out how to make the icing..yay! haha&lt;BR&gt;Come on, i had to learn myself here...give me some credit. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, today was awsome. Had french tuition. And then i went out with my family to some mall at Jurong. I bought a few things at a shop. But basically, we were there to find computer chairs for our rooms. We searched for hours. It was super tiring. Of course, we got hungry again..hehe. We ate at The Cartel.&amp;nbsp;i think that's what it's called. i dnt remember. But the dessert there tasts so plain. blech!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cocktail.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;We went back to Melville park to get a few of our mail. Then we went back home. Reached home at around 9 or 10. Then i went online and chatted with Eidrian. Good luck with ya girl! haha..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But i was super glade that Adil smsed today...i dun mind getting in trouble for him. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;But he ruined my super great plan. To not sms anyone today...not anyone...&lt;BR&gt;But i can't resist...i jst had to reply...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;TmR is the last day of the holidays...urgh...not fair...&lt;BR&gt;Guess im making Brownies tmr with my mom again. yay! it must have fudge...mmmm fudge...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Gah! i really need mariel now...im starting not to be crazy anymore...guess school might help me go back to my normal self...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways..PEOPLE STAY CLOSE TO BRO!!! HE LOVES ALL OF US. AND HE DIED FOR OUR SINS.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;im guessing u know who im talking about now eh? btw...David! Close K Na kay bro?? &lt;BR&gt;Baduy mo talaga....hahaha! no offence ha..=] lalaro lang tayo dito...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Bro! love u. Thank you for giving me everything i have ryt now. =]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Nites...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5982451726101765303?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5982451726101765303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5982451726101765303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5982451726101765303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5982451726101765303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/alam-mo-sino-si-bro.html' title='Alam mo sino si bro?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8834115937880966783</id><published>2009-06-26T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:30:16.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll miss u micheal</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/aHYiXoeh8K-1OXiBVwOvEg/photos/1M/300x300/97/CUsersACERPicturesimages.jpg?et=825XaveT5ujPZzDcTqXE4g&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Rest In Peace Micheal Jackson&lt;BR&gt;We will all remember you as the &lt;FONT color=#ff9900&gt;&lt;U&gt;KING OF POP &lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;amp; for creating the moonwalk =D&lt;BR&gt;Btw, this photo isnt mine, yea&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Sad that he didn't have a normal childhood&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Most of the stories on Enews were about him today... i was hoping for another show to come up, but learning about his past was interesting too. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Anyways : today was fun. Smsed Kevin, Adil, Shahib and cynthia&lt;BR&gt;I met Cynthia at the MRT station to pass her $12. &lt;BR&gt;Kevin smsed about adil...&lt;BR&gt;Adil...smsed replies of wat i smsed...lols&lt;BR&gt;Shahib, was seeing how i was.&lt;BR&gt;Sad thing is, i can't txt as much as i could anymore. It's aleady 80&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;0+ within less than 2 weeks...so 3 weeks with limited smses. urgh...that sucks..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Anyways, today i had to go for my attatchment. Barbara let me touch and do everything this time...YAY!!!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;. But i made a few mistakes. hehe..thank god barbara was there...and thank god i wasn't at the main church..allooootttt of things to remember of im in the main church..like what buttons to press to make the screan freeze, switch on and off, to go into a different folder without people looking. and stuff.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;But the main church is a much busier place to be. And i was supppose to be doing that. Phew! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and people tot AV was a very slack attatchment. Hello people..without AV, u guys can't go through mass properly anymore...u have to use the books again..which i think the church threw out a long time ago. Anyways, i came for my attatchment early and i went snooping around. I found a box with Holy water, Holy dirt, olive oil. -.- wth...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Anyways, for the Thanksgiving. there was one that attracted my attention. &lt;U&gt;Name not mentioned&lt;/U&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;( Realese of evil spirit in body)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt; &lt;/U&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;hahahahaha! that was really...odd, coz of all the time i've been in church, never have i seen that b4. Im sorry for Constantine though..died at age 11. so young.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;But the rest of the day was pretty much ok...had fun talking to barbara during the mass.... I was told to do the "our father" every day....awww...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Will try &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;But after mass, I went to TM to buy a necklace...of coure it can't top the necklace that adil bought me. I just like it coz it's black..haha &lt;BR&gt;then i went home. and my dad tested out the Internet connection... He was laughing at himself in the end...thought he was laughing at me -.- &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;haha..oh well...&lt;BR&gt;Guess i found a lil bit of my old self again &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll tell u when i capture all of her from her little holiday in lala land or somewhere out there....&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Babu people....Don't forget Micheal Jackson =] he was the star of the day today..lot's of tributes....His songs weren't bad...quite catchy&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8834115937880966783?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8834115937880966783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8834115937880966783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8834115937880966783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8834115937880966783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-miss-u-micheal.html' title='We&apos;ll miss u micheal'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4363272032462806265</id><published>2009-06-24T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:57:09.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/93"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/5bRWqn9x0vKk+3JeYFI4iQ/photos/1M/300x300/93/CUsersACERPicturessunset-northwest-beach-5792-l.jpg?et=PZVR07JLAf1XWxmkfNrCKw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff6600 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Imagination is a very important key aspect of life...with no imagination...no new inventions.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Ok...So i haven't been blogging for a while. Is that a crime?&lt;BR&gt;So? what have i been up to these past few days? Ans : Packing and Unpacking every stupid thing from boxes. But most of the stuff are out of those boxes. We just need to buy normal boxes so we could store the stuff that we don't need away. =]&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" color=#009900 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;yesterday's news:&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Shahib canceled his plans because he has to go jamming with his friends and well. I tot, this isn't so bad coz i could still hang out with Adil. But the bad news, he can't go out.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;. So, i spent the whole day at home, sulking. u know how sucky that is? Not smsing * fine, he smses but mostly abt 6 messages*. and we haven't met up for a long long time. Anyways, stayed at home, lying here, lying there....and jst couldn't be happy. Have been like that for a couple of days. I wish adil smses me as much as he did last time...oh well, things change...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Todays news :&lt;BR&gt;Ryt now, im just waiting for people to come and fix the AC. Then at 6 go to eastpoint for tuition and then...go out for some shopping. =]. Come on, i deserve it. haha. School reopens next week... it has been &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho" size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;CONFIRMED!!&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;no more questions abt wether school holidaus has been extended or not.&amp;nbsp; So i guess, see u guys on monday. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Hope u guys completed ur Holiday homework, or face the wrath of Ms Dawn Ng. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;oh god...why must she be our form teacher..*IF she is our form teacher*. That means 4 periods of maths. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this spells BORING! i need to find a new interesting book and fast. i'll find one when i go to eastpoint. =]&lt;BR&gt;Well, that's all for now i guess....babu! &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4363272032462806265?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4363272032462806265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4363272032462806265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4363272032462806265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4363272032462806265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/far-away-in-sunshine-are-my-highest.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5058697713076467736</id><published>2009-06-13T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:21:51.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Well....The photo's i took with Ate joy's camera (Love that thing!! AHH!!)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Note : i did not photoshop it...yet!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/eQkb7TrMvjKtM+7n-A-l1g/photos/1M/orig/90/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedekay.jpg?et=KEVOu8gxfjPTMbi%2CPbm4hg&amp;amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/n5A7IA8szkmy3HH4srzEjQ/photos/6/300x300/16/CUsersACERPicturesFlowers-from-changi.jpg?et=7DcaMrR6t6c01ylaPXlZaA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/hJhZywYxlUacFnhoa4l6aQ/photos/6/300x300/14/CUsersACERPicturesCoke.jpg?et=YcheJOy35eQjFA20ek9FuA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yeap. i took the coke when we were at Fish n Co. was super bored while waiting for our food to be served so i took some snap shots...there were more, of course.&lt;BR&gt;But i loved the Coke picture the best! yay!!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, Today was a boring day. I spent the whole day reading my smses from blake and reading my book....it's getting to the interesting part now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/eQkb7TrMvjKtM+7n-A-l1g/photos/1M/orig/90/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedekay.jpg?et=KEVOu8gxfjPTMbi%2CPbm4hg&amp;amp;nmid=0"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/eQkb7TrMvjKtM+7n-A-l1g/photos/1M/300x300/90/CUsersACERPicturesPhotoshopedekay.jpg?et=MNw0g84r3gQPGSdEezU4Tg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Wahahahaha. was bored at home so i just took a photo with my camera and just added the Ekay! &lt;BR&gt;See. U don't need an LSR to make an awsome picture...hahaha&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66" face="courier new, courier" color=#ff6600 size=6&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Ekay!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5058697713076467736?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5058697713076467736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5058697713076467736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5058697713076467736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5058697713076467736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1901105248930861754</id><published>2009-06-12T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T05:56:38.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trip</title><content type='html'>Road Trip!&lt;br /&gt;Lost my old happy-go-lucky self again...&lt;br /&gt;Today, spent the whole day at home, I really didn't feel like Chatting or smsing or whatever! I just felt like staying home and sulking my whole day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i had to eventually go out to church for my attachment. GRR! i lost my paper!! Anyways, i have to ask Russell for a new one. If he will give it to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after eating the communion, I felt as happy as ever, but when it came to around dinner time, it all went away.. I need to find out why am i like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because Blake is leaving....even though he promised me his coming back...i'll remember that promise boy!...If u don't come back...ur dead with me if i go to Australia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day putting Blake's smses into a folder because it would be a thing to remind me about him. Im really going to miss him...I can't believe his leaving...ahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im not crying this time because, I already cried my heart out on Tuesday...but wanna bet, if i met with blake at the airport before he leaves, im gonna cry my heart out. Im sure of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there's nth interesting today..But tmr, i'll be spending my whole time at the HDB!...watching people installe our cupboards into our rooms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HANDS IN THE AIR* WHOO!! so much fun! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;BLECH!!! BABU PEOPLE! I'll tell u if i captured the happy-go-lucky-girl again yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1901105248930861754?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1901105248930861754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1901105248930861754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1901105248930861754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1901105248930861754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-trip.html' title='Road trip'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6561622641091688105</id><published>2009-06-09T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:36:15.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day out with fwends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today i was suppose to meet up with 3 guys.&lt;br /&gt;Adil, Blake and Shahib&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But...before we talk about the meeting..&lt;br /&gt;let's start from the beginning of my day....*Flash back*&lt;br /&gt;Well, was woken up by my maids cooking today...*clink clink clink* -.-..and i couldn't go back to sleep so! I stayed up and watched TV&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i had my breakfast. Went to the tv and watched "THE NANNY" old show i know....while eating breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i just stared at the tv because there was no good shows to watch....at around 9+ i bathed and then after that, my mom said we had to go to our new house....And bam!, there was when i started to feel like smth wrong is gonna happen today....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, when we reached our HDB T_T....we jsut dropped off a few things and went grocery shopping for cleaning material! whee! so fun yea...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, got back to the HDB and cleaned the dusty old marble floor and then i went off to City Hall to meet Adil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When i reached there....Adil had been in city hall for the last 20 mins..aww..sorry to keep u waiting.... Then Shahib also smsed that he was already at City hall....Yea, took me a while before i could find him...becuase i couldn't recognise him because of his new hair style...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then went to burger king and had some lunch...ok...Shahib and Adil had lunch.. But yeap! The awkward silence was there. We stayed at Burger king and waited for Blake to come. Thank god he came...he obviously broke the awkward silence with all his jokes...&lt;br /&gt;Im literarly gonna miss those when he leaves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok...We then looked through the newspaper given to me for free! FREE!!! and checked out wad movie to watch and the time. We had to choose between, Terminator, Hannah montana and Monster vs Aliens...i think&lt;br /&gt;THen we had a vote...no one voted for hannah montana...*thank god*...and Terminator won the vote. Blake just kept making fun of Adil..poor him... I could tell he was irritated...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took the mrt to Lavander and then back to douby ghaut. -.-' haha...Then Blake and Adil kept arguing about which is the fastest way to cathay so on so forth. Of course, Blake kept talking to Shahib....looks like he was having fun. I hope so..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We then reached THE CATHAY * cue dramatic music*&lt;br /&gt;And we watched Terminator...But we were acting like kids b4 the movie started... While blake was buying popcorn and Soda...Shahib, Adil and me went to a different seat and tried to hide from blake...of course, blake found us..haha&lt;br /&gt;Shahib was sitting beside me and Blake always tries to switch with him....Eventually, he got his wish...haha Yea, means he can see clearly that Adil and me are hugging and stuff. He pestered me of course....saying so cute and stuff...-.-'..ahh! i hate to be called cute...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, after the movie ended, and we were on our way to the MRT station when the bad thing finally happened....I FORGOT MY WALLET!!! AHHH!!!!! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png" /&gt;so i grabbed adil and told him to follow me...Apperently, Shahib and Blake followed...gosh, i feel like im troubleing them so much... Anyways, we went back into the cinema and we checked every seat...My wallet was nowhere to be seen...panic mode...i was definatly upset... But then 2 of the staff helped us out and told us to check the box office....grr, how could i be so careless!! im such an idiot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went there, and i was still being negative, thinking "wad if they didn't find the wallet, how am i suppose to explain that to my mom." and stuff like that...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really needed a hug from adil or whoever....but mainly from Adil...of course he hugged me... and Shahib and Blake tried to cheer me up. Then the light shined! I saw the wallet and everything is still in it...i just had to fill up the form and get it back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks guys, really would have cried if i was alone or smth...i'll be in super panic mode!...U guys are the best....ur always there when i need u guys...Thanks so much!!! =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yea! Btw...Adil was also qutie panicky because, he had a camp today and he forgot! OH NO!! lols....anyways...We were thinking of different excuses to give the school and his mom for missing it...hope his doing ok now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were at Starbucks that time....talking about super randome things and sending songs and just enjoying life. Of course Adil brought back his problem time to time but...when he said those things...he was smiling...0.o hmm....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we headed off to the MRT to go home... Blake told Adil to hug me...of course he did...with a kiss on my forehead.... Then blake wanted a group hug..so GROUP HUG!!! haha... i was squished in the end...blech&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways....Shahib and me talked until City Hall then he had to leave...aww..im alone...haha&lt;br /&gt;When i got home....i smsed Shahib, Blake and Adil- Thank you for helping me find my wallet...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blake and Shahib replied...then Blake told me some interesting fact...just wad i wanted to hear...=]&lt;br /&gt;My mom told me to skip my guitar class because i have to bring my cousins friends to the airport and have dinner there....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways..All in all, i had fun....&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also, a 100% sure, that im going to miss Blake when he leaves singapore...i got teary on the night he told me about it....Really wish u told me a year ago blake....and i wish i took u serisously.... I also wish that u don't have to go....please...stay...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off....bye&lt;br /&gt;hope ur doing ok Adil...and Blake...have a good life back in Australia....Remember me kay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6561622641091688105?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6561622641091688105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6561622641091688105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6561622641091688105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6561622641091688105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-out-with-fwends.html' title='day out with fwends'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7059038238706281462</id><published>2009-06-08T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:01:46.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where did we go wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As i looked through the love messages Adil sent me in the past...meaning the first 5 months of our relationship. I keep remembering how much fun we used to have. Smsing, calling,  and meeting up. But it all ended... Remembering those memories, i can truely say that i miss it...100% missing it&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we used to be smsing nonstop daily...he would also tell me wad he was going to do and stuff... unimportant or not, he would tell me everything. He would sms "morning" or "good night, sweet dreams". But now, it's all silence...&lt;br /&gt;He wouldn't even sms me if i don't sms him first. Yes, i've tried...&lt;br /&gt;I din sms him the whole day...nt even a single sms from him... and i seriously can't take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;And even though he does sms, he'll only reply to a number of smses..i think about 5 or 6 and then won't ever reply...until late at night or the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Today so far, i only had 5 replies from him. grr..it just makes me so mad... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;AHH!! i can't take it anymore...last time, he would sms "i love you" or "i miss you" or smth like that but now, he doesn't even do it anymore... He didn't even reply to my last "i love you" sms... sigh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really feel like ending the relationship with him because, i feel like im always getting hurt over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Adil did apologise for the smsing thing...but the next day, the same thing happens again!... And sometimes, i don't feel like accepting his sorries because i know it's just going to happen again and again.&lt;br /&gt;But that is being so unfair to him... and even if i do break up with him, im only going to break my own heart...including his....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really don't know what else to do other than wish for things to get better between 2 of us&lt;br /&gt;wishes :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish that he sees this post and know how much i am really hurting because i can't tell him this face to face....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish he would go back to how we chatted on the first few months of our relationship. And having no convo topic is not an excuse!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would tell me where he is, what he is doing and bla bla bla....i need to know where he is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would tell me everything....important or not...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well so far that's it...&lt;br /&gt;sigh!...&lt;br /&gt;But i also have 1 question for Adil..... Is this your way of breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Losing contact till there is almost no feelings between us....coz they usually say these types of break ups are painless....but to me..it hurts so much.....Whatever happened between us??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am going to cry my heart out.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7059038238706281462?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7059038238706281462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7059038238706281462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7059038238706281462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7059038238706281462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-did-we-go-wrong.html' title='where did we go wrong?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7705229253025187643</id><published>2009-06-04T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:00:28.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, nth much happened today.But yesturday kept chatting with Shahib and tried to tell him to get over Jessah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, woke up at 7. And stared at my computer and the tv. There was nothing to watch. Except the Nanny. Love that show, even though it's very very old.&lt;br /&gt;yeap. Then i had breakfast. Sunny side up! whee!After that i went online. And of course chatted with Jonathan. =] and smsed Shahib. Blech!One of my messages got stuck in the outbox again....grr..had to restart my whole hp. I think i passed 1000 messages by now...I think i really need the students plan. It might come very useful in the end. Unlimited sms...tempting hmm....haha&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Jonathan made his way to my place...and it was super early so we watched HTF on my lappy...yay to happy tree friends!&lt;br /&gt;Then made our way to Eastpoint. I saw a really cute notebook. But i couldn't buy it because i had to buy Shahib's b'day present..haha&lt;br /&gt;So i bought his present and then....went to tuition.... had a test....Logarithm sucked!&lt;br /&gt;And, when i finished...Jonathan was still waiting for me...i knew he bought the notebook....i just knew it...and he did...-.-Of course i was super happy but..it's his money....oh..there was an extra thing...a bookmark...lolsdidn't see that one coming...&lt;br /&gt;then we separated because my mom was coming and my dad is fetching us. So we went to our new place first...and may i say..IT"S SO DUSTY!!!! ahh!&lt;br /&gt;But my room is awsome. Small but awsome...yes people..my brothers room is bigger... But still....i love my room! love it love it love it!*wanna bet...soon im gonna say i hate it hate it hate it!*&lt;br /&gt;haha...that's all for now..i just hope my lil bro won't tell my dad about jonathan coming over.....because he has a very big mouth....anyways...&lt;br /&gt;End of bloggy post today...=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7705229253025187643?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7705229253025187643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7705229253025187643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7705229253025187643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7705229253025187643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm-nth-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6764652810644340301</id><published>2009-06-02T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:56:57.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gickr.com animation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDAwMTI1NDQ2MiZwdD*xMjQ*MDAxMzc4ODAwJnA9NTc5MDMyJmQ9Z2lja3IuY29tJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wOGU5ZmU*Mjg3Zjk*MmE2YWQxZDc*ZmIwNjY*NGNkNCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;a href='http://gickr.com' title='avatars myspace with Gickr' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;img src='http://gickr.com/results/anim_d7d18eb6-b56f-efb4-9dfe-1cd86dc55283.gif' alt='pimp myspace - Gickr' &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href='http://gickr.com' target='_blank'&gt;Make your own animation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6764652810644340301?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6764652810644340301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6764652810644340301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6764652810644340301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6764652810644340301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/gickrcom-animation.html' title='gickr.com animation'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2261222157308272528</id><published>2009-06-02T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:16:47.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Here's a post of yesturday...a.k.a. Tuesday&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Started the day with a fever. So i dragged myself to the couch and watched tv. Of course my lappy follows me wherever i go. I also brought along the book Jonathan bought me, "One drop of blood". to read.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So we chatted for a while and i decided to sleep. To make my temperature go down. So i did. I didn't&amp;nbsp;switch the AC on and i just went under the comforter and sweat. Well, i think i did. Coz when i woke up, the AC was on. -.-&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But my temperature did go down. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So that meant i had to go to Guitar classes. But when i got up, went online immediately. Chatted with Jonathan for a while and then he asked if he could tag along to TM with me. And i said sure...=]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So i started getting ready for my class. And when i was halfway to TM. I got an sms from Adil saying that he and his family are at TM. So now i had a mission. To avoid Adil and family. =]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I managed to do that. And then Jonathan finally came to Tm. So we walked around and eventually went to Popular to buy his CD. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;When that was done. It was a long time till 8. So we walked around. &lt;BR&gt;Then Adil smsed me, "where are u?"&lt;BR&gt;Of course we met up. Then he dragged me to meet his mom..-.-""&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I think that was super bad. grr.... Anyways, Adil followed me to Yamaha ans so on so forth.&lt;BR&gt;I am seriously gonna kill him for that.....let me think of smth.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;After Adil left. I met up with Jonathan again. He looked very disappointed....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He then also followed me to my guitar class. And he actually waited for me till 9.... when my guitar class was over...i asked him if he was ok?...He just reasured me that he was fine.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So yea i shrugged it off. Then i met my family at my fav. restaurant. I bought my dinner there.&amp;nbsp; And then i got the news that Blake was going back to Australia....grrr!. got a lil upset....coz that would be the 3rd close friend that would be going off to another counrty.... im gonna miss him....im sure of that....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways....just kept smsing blake till he had to go. He now owes me a photo of himself...-.-&lt;BR&gt;Anyways...that was yesturdays news. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2261222157308272528?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2261222157308272528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2261222157308272528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2261222157308272528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2261222157308272528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/06/heres-post-of-yesturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1864793159154335176</id><published>2009-05-29T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:46:02.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sh-wsgoKCIoAACiDZ281"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sh-wsgoKCIoAACiDZ281/IMAG0044.jpg?et=lhuSyyBa7TPmrVmkFzxYWw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Last day of schooL!!!&lt;BR&gt;Sleeping early is approaching fast.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Okies...Today, the only subject was Chemistry. After that, i had a early recess and go into the NEYA workshop.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;During the workshop, we learned about Social Harmony and how important it was. But it was more of an Ice breaker for the new NEYA's of 2009. To learn tolarance, we played Twister. It was fun. But quite hard. I managed to picture the boys playing it &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, after the workshop we waited for the bus to come to bring us to ISEAS. &lt;BR&gt;The library was awsome. If the library in BTSS was like that, I wouldn't mind staying back to study in school.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, after that we learned how the group of ASEAN was formed. Super boring. It was so boring, the only fun thing to do is to slump into your chair. Yes! that boring!! Thank you David and Jonathan for smsing.....or else i would have died&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;After the excurtion, I meet Jonathan at Bedok interchange to have a shopping time. But there was actually nth to buy. So we just walked around. &lt;BR&gt;Actually, while i was in the bus 225, I felt as though someone was watching me....but i just shrugged it off. Then met Jonathan at the Interchange. At first there was an awkward silence. But yea, we got through that. We then went to TM1 for a lil shopping, but as i said, there was nth to buy. so we walked around and then we went to action city and i bought an aroma thingy.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then we walked and walked. And went to TM starbucks and i bought Java Chip. Jonathan tried some. He liked it!! whoo!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So since there was nth to see at Tm or TM1. I decided to walk to church and use the toilet there...haha...jsut so i can wast time. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I saw barbara there. I gave her an excuse that i am busy at home. Then me and Jonathan ran out the church.. haha..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then he followed me home. But i don't trust myself with directions&amp;nbsp;so i went into my condo. And waited for the correct bus to come b4 leaving. Thanks for accompanying me Jon. =D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;My mom then told me that we had to see the new house. It was quite nice. We also saw tita mirah's baby...so cute!!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And now im at home with my lappy, watching TV and chatting with Jonathan...&lt;BR&gt;the good part is coming in ghost whisperer...gtg..bye!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1864793159154335176?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1864793159154335176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1864793159154335176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1864793159154335176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1864793159154335176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-school-sleeping-early-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3939988589267314440</id><published>2009-05-25T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T07:02:53.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/Shqk9ZdTPyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LHVzKSykPDg/s1600-h/flower_pattern+(black+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339761682913902370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/Shqk9ZdTPyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LHVzKSykPDg/s200/flower_pattern+(black+and+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3939988589267314440?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3939988589267314440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3939988589267314440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3939988589267314440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3939988589267314440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_3185.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/Shqk9ZdTPyI/AAAAAAAAAE8/LHVzKSykPDg/s72-c/flower_pattern+(black+and+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1937842501086625640</id><published>2009-05-25T05:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:45:37.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Today was very slack.&lt;BR&gt;Went to school and well, had a Flowball (dunno how to spell) thinggy. And then we went to the Computer lab 5 to do a blogpost. But i can't use the computer, coz the internet didn't load. So i just stayed there in my seat reading a book. Completed it a long time ago. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffccff&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffcc00&gt;I NEED A NEW BOOK!!!! GRRR!!!!!&lt;BR&gt;it's super boring to re-read my books...coz u know how it ends and stuff. Then it won't seem as interesting as before. except for the &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=3&gt;twilight saga&lt;/FONT&gt;. &lt;FONT color=#ffcc00&gt;i could read that over and over again. Yeap, true&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;&lt;EM&gt; Twilight FAN &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffcc00&gt;here!! whoO!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida" color=#663366 size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;RECESS!!!! &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;Had A &lt;EM&gt;burger and ice cream&lt;/EM&gt;. While buying my food. Jessah asked us to sit with them. But Justina and me were honest and said that &lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;Ying ying would mainly talk to her only. She doesn't care about us. so what's the point of sitting there and be ignored when i could be in a group that listens to wad i say and include me into their conversations&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. But Jessah Promised that Ying ying would talk to us. Justina and me didn't take the chance and site with our normal group. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then came the boring part. It was suppose to be Service Learning for 2 periods with Mr Renga. But he didn't come...so we played Stress and Truth or dare. I rock at Stress! I still beat Peter at it. hahahhahaha! &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face="times, times new roman, serif"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;LOSER!!!!&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;THen contact time. Teacher didn't come till the last 10 mins. SO it was practically &lt;STRONG&gt;Free period&lt;/STRONG&gt; for &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;3 periods&lt;/FONT&gt;. Awsome. &lt;BR&gt;Then i went to french class for the &lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#33cc00&gt;ORAL!! I TOTALLY SUCKED AT ORAL! GRRRR!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Anyways, i got my french test back. &lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#cc6600 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;34/95!! &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;Good enough.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I never gotten 30+ beore. I was quite happy with it. =]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;THen i went home alone. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff9900 size=3&gt;So alone&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. Adil didn't come to MOELC today. Reasons i don't know.&lt;BR&gt;Anyways. Now im chatting with Jonathan again. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;He better study hard for his exams....Good luck for that..hope u pass with flying colours....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1937842501086625640?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1937842501086625640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1937842501086625640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1937842501086625640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1937842501086625640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1100146084855163719</id><published>2009-05-23T08:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:32:23.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Came home late because of the Fellowship Night.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had a talk from Fr. Bosco. He told us a few stories and told us a little fact about the bibble.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;U know the line " GOD &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff33;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;created&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the world"..Well, the bible was translated from Hebrew. And the word Created in Hebrew, didn't mean created. So, the sentence should be, :God &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff33;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is creating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the world"&lt;br /&gt;Then he turned his attention to us, and told us no one could be perfect. And you can't say u were created by ______. Because you are still living. If u say u were created, your trying to say that u are dead. DEADMAN WALKING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then her told us a story about 2 people and Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who was a Huge Beethoven Fan, and he went over to Beethoven's grave and prayed for him. Then suddenly he heard 5th Symphony being played backwards. And this man thought it was strange for it to be playing backwards. So The man brought his friend to the grave and both of them prayed for Beethoven. Then suddenly, they heard the 7th Symphony being played backwards. Both of them thought i was strange for this to happen and went to the care taker. They asked the care taker," When me and my friend went to pray for Beethoven, we heard his musical pieces being played backwards. Why is that?". And the care taker just smiled and said," Don't u know, this happens because Beethoven is decomposing." &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/ShgVmgoKCIoAACrIUA01"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprise ending yes?..haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the only weird thing that happened today was, We had to stand on our chairs!!...Haha. (My idea) =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, i also downloaded new brushes in photoshop. I tried it out too. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ShgW9MSPsuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vqBBXHYTUNk/s1600-h/IMAG0085+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339042598773306082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ShgW9MSPsuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vqBBXHYTUNk/s200/IMAG0085+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that nice though..hehe. But nice effort yea! &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also strted in creating my album. Now all i need is the background and a few more things to add to the pictures. and that's all for now i guess&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You are still being created by god. So imperfections are the perfect thing to have for now. The only time u are perfect is when u are in heaven because there is no Imperfections there.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Live.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Laugh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1100146084855163719?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1100146084855163719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1100146084855163719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1100146084855163719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1100146084855163719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/came-home-late-because-of-fellowship.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ShgW9MSPsuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vqBBXHYTUNk/s72-c/IMAG0085+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4482456532016992692</id><published>2009-05-21T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:55:07.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;U know wad sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE IS COMING! AND &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRACES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ARE COMING ALSO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRR! im going to cry...100% think so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't really want june to come because it's too much work. I have to move to my new home during june. It's such a hassle. I already packed the fragile stuff, Deryl's robot collection and stuff toys. And the sad thing is...IT'S A HDB!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HDB!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can u believe that!?? grr! 15 years of my life, and i never lived in a HDB! EVER!&lt;br /&gt;First 5 years : Private house in the phil.&lt;br /&gt;10 years : CONDO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like so not fair ok!..no offence to people who live in HDB. But when i saw the toilets...i freaked!..so tiny....can't fit a bathtub there, lols.&lt;br /&gt;I know im being like a total brat about this but come on! Why a HDB! saded &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;. All the neighbours do is complain and complain and comlpain... and my soon to be neighbour is so nosey!...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok...enough about the bratey girl who doesn't want to live in a HDB. Time for an update on my day:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, we had our results back. Our SS teacher didn't come so we didn't get our reuslts back for SS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here's a total so far.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;English : 71/100&lt;br /&gt;Chem: 37/50&lt;br /&gt;Phy: 34 /50&lt;br /&gt;GEO: 34/50&lt;br /&gt;E-math : 39/58 and 53/75&lt;br /&gt;A-math :36 /40&lt;br /&gt;SS: ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quite bad right? I should have tried harder. grr!...&lt;br /&gt;When i went to tuiton and showed my Tuition teacher the test paper... he was surprised because we were doing a different standard of maths. He wanted to talk to ms dawn and tell her wad she is doing is wrong and should test us wad we are suppose to be tested on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You see. My maths teacher treats us like EXPRESS students. so her standards are quite high. And i told that to my Tuition teacher. And he said, Of course we'll get lousy marks! if she wants us to get good marks, she would test us according to our position. NA stream!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, since she wants to play that game, we'll play that game!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4482456532016992692?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4482456532016992692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4482456532016992692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4482456532016992692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4482456532016992692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/u-know-wad-sucks-june-is-coming-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8104632462062212027</id><published>2009-05-20T05:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:26:28.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We got our results back in school&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Physics &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A-math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; papers were returned...it was actually a good start&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;English, i had the highest. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71.875 / 100. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was a real shock because i tot Jessah would get the highest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, i was quite happy with what i had. And then we went to physics. =]&lt;br /&gt;i had &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;34/50.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; All i need now is to pass my chemistry. Then i could calculate how many marks do i have for science...I hope it's a 40+....then i reached my target..whoo!..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the A-maths ruined my mood to do anything. I failed!!!!...and i worked hard for that subject....was so disappointed. I only gotten &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;36/80&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just hope that my CA marks could boost it up to a pass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of the class felt &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;super down &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;about the &lt;strong&gt;poor grades&lt;/strong&gt;. And we were quite pissed off with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ms Dawn Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! We were already upset about our scores and yet, She was nagging like hell. My friends and me were thinking.." &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She doesn't know when to shut up does she.=.=".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I mean we are upset of our scores, give us some time to like, get use to it because she makes the paper super hard. We are not &lt;span style="font-family:courier new, courier;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPRESS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but why the heck does she treat us like one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ms dawn also said, "no point in ccrying over your &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;PATHETIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; scores. what's done is done." Very encouraging right...&lt;br /&gt;At least show some sympathy and say " &lt;u&gt;it's ok. You tried your best, you just have to try harder next time&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After A-math was MT. Joo Eun, Keonah, Jessah and me were just moaping about the A-maths results. Didn't feel like doing anything after that. I just went home and sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, im chatting with Jonathan and Eidrian. Still feeling a little moodless but at least im happy&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8104632462062212027?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8104632462062212027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8104632462062212027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8104632462062212027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8104632462062212027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-got-our-results-back-in-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5915452389276976036</id><published>2009-05-19T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:16:20.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debuts and Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;You know, After reading a few blogs.&lt;BR&gt;Kevin, Jonathan, Ate jhe-ann, ect...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Mainly was focused on Ate jhe-ann's blog. I read the one about &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face=Verdana color=#ffccff&gt;Debuts&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; and i just realized....&lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;I am never gonna have one&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt;. &lt;FONT face="times, times new roman, serif"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff33 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Ever!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;Not in singapore or Phillipines. Not in Singapore because &lt;FONT face="times, times new roman, serif"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ccffff&gt;singaporeans never heard of it&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt; Not in Philippines because &lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;i have no friends there&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;/FONT&gt; And never going to have that because we &lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ffcc33&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;don't have enough money for that.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Let's start with &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;wad a debut is&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;shall we? &lt;BR&gt;A Debut is a party for girls when they become &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffff99 size=3&gt;18!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; Their parents would book the hotel ball room and that would be where they celebrate it. The girl would get &lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" color=#66ff99 size=3&gt;18 roses&lt;/FONT&gt;,&lt;FONT color=#33ff33&gt; &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms"&gt;dance&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/U&gt; with 18 guys&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;, Starting with the dad!, and then brother and then friends.... i think. But still, Debuts are really fun, but very &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms gothic, gothic" color=#ff0000&gt;painful for the wallet&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. hehe! Anyways, now it's not really compulsory to have a debut when ur 18, you could also treat it as a normal birthday. &lt;BR&gt;But a Debut seems so cool... i mean it has the cake and stuff, like a normal party, but still...seems fun.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Oh well. &lt;FONT color=#ffcccc&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;A normal party &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;U&gt;surrounded by people you love&lt;/U&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;sounds way &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" size=5&gt;better!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; =]....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="garamond, adobe garamond" color=#33ccff size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;Anyways..here's an update of my day&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Woke up at &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;6&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; and smsed him. And tried to go back to sleep but can't, so i listened to the radio. Then i asked Ate MJ to make me a sunny side up. =] &lt;BR&gt;Then i stayed in front of the tv and on the couch almost feel asleep again. But i couldn't fall asleep because i am meeting him at &lt;U&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6666&gt;2:30&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/U&gt;. So..... yea..i left my house at 1:45pm. Then &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffcc00&gt;he was there first&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;..grr...lols. Anyways the movie was at 3.15 pm. so we had plenty of time. So i went to&amp;nbsp;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#66ff99&gt;Build-a-bear-workshop&amp;nbsp;(BABW)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;and tried to find an outfit for Dilly, but none of them was nice enough. So then we had to go to watch the movie. And surprise surprise! &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#99ffff&gt;Couple seat&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;..-.-...&lt;BR&gt;but we didn't mind.... so yea..u know the rest of the story.. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;We watched &lt;FONT face="ms gothic, gothic" color=#ff99ff&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;THE RAMEN GIRL,&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; which was quite funny... then after the show, we went home.... felt quite sad for that...coz i have to &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT face="courier new, courier" color=#ffff66 size=3&gt;wait like a week&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; or so to meet him again&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;...haiz....But i had &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;fun&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; during the movie though&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Oh well...I reached simei and stopped by a hawker centre and bought &lt;FONT color=#33ccff size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;chicken rice&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;, that would be my dinner. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then i went to TM. And when i reached there...then i noticed smth not quite right.... and when i found out wad it was...i was like &lt;FONT face="ms gothic, gothic" color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;OMFG!!!! FHS!!!. &lt;/FONT&gt;Yeap, so i skipped guitar class and went&amp;nbsp;home immediatly ... But wad awaited me back home...dum dum dum..honey roasted wings....&lt;FONT color=#c0c0c0 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;must eat again&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;! aahhhh! im gonna be fat! lols....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;When i got home, i chatted with Jonathan, am still am...lols..&lt;BR&gt;In Facebook! i made 2 quizes about me...&lt;FONT color=#ffff00 size=6&gt;&lt;U&gt;Part 3&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; will come....100% sure of that...will get so bored till i make a part 3&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i'll end here....=] babu!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5915452389276976036?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5915452389276976036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5915452389276976036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5915452389276976036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5915452389276976036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/debuts-and-update.html' title='Debuts and Update'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-406073925404294170</id><published>2009-05-15T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T05:37:52.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;I AM SUCH A HAPLESS KLUTZ!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;grr.. what is happening to me!??...&lt;BR&gt;I would &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff33" color=#006600&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;trip on something everyday&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;, and that never happened. I mean, it didn't happen last year..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i got &lt;FONT color=#3333ff size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT face="ms mincho, mincho" size=5&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt; wounds in a week&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. The most so far! and i just keep dropping things. I mean. I don't usually do these things. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Here's something i noticed : When ever i am walking home from school or tuition or whatever. I would &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#9999ff size=3&gt;slip or lose my balance&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yes..some ppl saw me...&lt;BR&gt;And i would drop my phone when i take it out of my pocket. these never happen! never... If i drop my phone...it's would usually be on purpose but now...im dropping things all the time, pens, pencils, &lt;FONT face="lucida sans unicode, lucida"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff99ff size=3&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;CAMERA!, Phone,&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Just &lt;FONT color=#33cc00 size=5&gt;&lt;U&gt;thank god i didn't drop my laptop&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. And i hope i won't.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And just recently!..i dropped &lt;FONT color=#999999 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;my moms &lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;camera....god!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;okies...so far ppl are telling me that i've become &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#33ccff size=3&gt;girlier and more emotional&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. And they said that one good thing is that....&lt;FONT color=#cc66cc&gt;i do not bottle up my feelings anymore&lt;/FONT&gt;. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But still... i am never used to be this clumsy. Wad is happening to me?.. I don't know.&lt;BR&gt;Why am i telling u guys about this...&lt;BR&gt;Because i want you guys to prepare for the change im going through. who knows i might become girly and clumsy and u guys have to watch out for me and stuff . OR i could be back to normal being me. i just don't know..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Im not pulling the strings here...=] *looks up* &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt;wad are u planning up there??&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;BR&gt;okies..there's my lil update....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-406073925404294170?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/406073925404294170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=406073925404294170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/406073925404294170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/406073925404294170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-such-hapless-klutz-grr.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5739880667062320811</id><published>2009-05-12T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T05:56:10.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;PHYSICS&lt;/span&gt; paper today...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grr... They only gave us &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;1h 30 mins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. and i didn't manage to do 2 questions...6 + 13 marks okay! grr....&lt;br /&gt;Why did they give &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so little time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then was break. We, meaning, Wan yi, Kunqin, Renee, Justina and me were in the canteen. While me and Justina studied. Renee, Kunqin and Wan yi played with a ballon. God i hate ballons.... i mean it would sometimes pop unexpectedly....i hate those kinds of surprises... like someone jumps out from somewhere and say BOO! or smth to scare you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Physics...dum dum dum!&lt;br /&gt;All of us thought i would be hard but OMG! it was so simple! All i had to do was remember the formula's and wad Acceleration is. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Acceleration is the change in velocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yay! i remembered! i could do every question...except the last one..-.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went home with Gayatri today. We accompanied Siow wei to the toilet then went to cheers to buy drinks. Yeap...i bought Coke.... It took me sometime to open it...but! it was finally opened by a kind stranger&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU STRANGER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I went home. And Jonathan wasn't online yet. Hmm...so i chatted with Wan yi, Andre and Ying ying. I was actually planning to sleep first but then... i tot..wad if Jonathan suddenly online hmmm.... so yea.. Skipped sleeping...lols...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okies...Jonathan finally went online and we talked about stuff....like How would he prevent my suicides and stuff...that was fun.. Then i realized that...whenever im in a bad mood or wadsoever....Jonathan is always there, as he promised....=] I'll always end up with a good mood or feel so much better when im talking to him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Thank you Jonathan, for always being there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/teeth.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Live &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Laugh &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5739880667062320811?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5739880667062320811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5739880667062320811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5739880667062320811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5739880667062320811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/ss-and-physics-paper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7197344582105920626</id><published>2009-05-11T07:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:27:43.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SggzGAoKCIoAAHiaVqo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SggzGAoKCIoAAHiaVqo1/Kevin.jpg?et=wK3FN9IIT8G6BP%2B0yMxsbQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;My Victim. lols...&lt;BR&gt;All i have to do now is remember how i did that. &lt;BR&gt;It's a little gross but it's awsome.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Second victim. Jonathan. I ma&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SggzGAoKCIoAAHiaVqo1"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;de him Evil and good...as in&lt;BR&gt;Half his face is zombified or Evilized. and the other half remains the same. His picture would come up soon. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;So, Todays events :&lt;BR&gt;No schooL! i woke up at 8.00 and then went back to sleep...haha&lt;BR&gt;yeap. A pure sleepy head....&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Then i went online. Kuya mark was online so i said hi!. And then i studied SS governance. BORING...lols then adil was online...&lt;BR&gt;Nth much today...just studied till i was bored of studying. Kevin went online and that's when i asked hin for photos. And then he became my victim. &lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SggzTQoKCIoAAHrWXkE1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SggzTQoKCIoAAHrWXkE1/Jonathan-zombified.jpg?et=5feQRII0ssAbS2xSox0YZQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Here's the Picture of Jonathan...hahahaha!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Yeap...when my mom saw me doing those..she asked me, "what are u doing to them??"&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;lols...*angel face* &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;anyways....now im gonna chat and study again...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Enjoy ur pictures guys..;) im going to do Adil's picture Tmr...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;nites!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7197344582105920626?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7197344582105920626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7197344582105920626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7197344582105920626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7197344582105920626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-victim.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2108463239179269316</id><published>2009-05-08T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:00:55.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends are like angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;AH FUDGE!&lt;br /&gt;Todays paper were E-Math and Geography&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E-math was a peice of cake....but i forgot wad modal and junk means....&lt;br /&gt;and people vowels are your A,E,I,O,U and sometimes &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Don't forget the all important Y, because that could mean the deduction of 1 mark. or was is 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then it was our break time. While me and my friends ate. We asked each other questions on Geography....testing each other. Questions like : How are Ox-bow lakes formed? How effective are Dykes, bla bla bla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GEOGRAPHY PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;Surely enough. Most of the questions , that me and my friends tested each other on, came up. But!! I don't think i answered it properly...&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SCREWED!&lt;br /&gt;i mean, they should put 2 papers of the same subject together...like day 1 :english 1 - 2&lt;br /&gt;grr...this means i am going to fail GEO!! This means i must do considerably well for SS which is on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuesday : SS &amp;amp; PHYSICS&lt;br /&gt;God! The 2 subjects i suck in...these two weekends would be a full head on about SS and Physics and Chemistry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since i already made some notes on chemistry and SS. That would provide me with a lil slack. haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, when i got home today, i ate Fried chicken (chicken joy) for lunch and slept at 3&lt;br /&gt;woke up somwhere around 6+. Still tired though&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even do photoshop today. grr...&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGH! i feel so stressed out now! I mean, i want to do well, but i have a gutt feeling that im just going to get disappointed by the results. sad&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know i studied hard for these subjects, but i don't think mty parents know that i actually studied... and i would 100% garantee that, if i fail or don't get my expected grade, i am so going to cry!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's a little story that i made up.&lt;br /&gt;There was a person that stumbled out of bed. This person was feeling kinda blue &lt;/span&gt;today. So she dragged her feet when she went to check her mail. She felt happier after seeing a rose on her doorstep and a note saying, " Someone loves you! Don't forget that".&lt;br /&gt;Then when she was out. It suddenly started raining. There was a stranger that gave her his jacket. when she wanted to thank him. The stranger just smiled. At that moment, she saw a halo on this stranger. And when she went into a dinner to eat with her friend. She forgot her wallet. She felt so dumb, but her friend was kind and gave her a treat. =]&lt;br /&gt;She was still eating a sandwitch when she left the dinner. And then, she saw a homeless person. She gave her sandwitch to him, and they chatted for a while. At that moment, she saw that the homless person's eyes were filled with happines. After much thought. She felt happier because, she knows, her friends are there when she needs them. And she also knows that there is much more kindess the world has to offer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the main point is to inspire people to be kind to others. Then you too could seem like an angel in disguise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friends that are always there for you, are like your angles on earth. Cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a look at the ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to look at Paradise&lt;br /&gt;You could be next to&lt;br /&gt;an angel in disguise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*note: I suck at making stories...haha..&lt;br /&gt;I rock at making drama series though... but for inspiring ones....i'll leave that to KEVIN... haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2108463239179269316?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2108463239179269316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2108463239179269316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2108463239179269316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2108463239179269316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-are-like-angels.html' title='friends are like angels'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2313176096753215640</id><published>2009-05-06T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:57:47.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time waits for no man</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SgGCOAoKCIoAAHa20Ro1/IMAG0055-Copy.jpg?et=2mfUT%2C%2CyzY63%2CWGuWFgdzg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;I stayed home the whole day because. It's MT exam&lt;BR&gt;so i prepared for Goegraphy and Maths. Because i never study for english.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, i studied till i had a headache. So i slept it away. haha&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, me and my cousin went to Tampines 1 to buy some lunch. so i had a little break there. And just now, i edited a photo...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;So, main topic now yea...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;TINO ANG DAPAT TITIIN!...nah! im just playing with you....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000&gt;Time is Percious&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#800000&gt;Time is precious, time is sweet, &lt;BR&gt;Time flies by on Hermes feet.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The ode is long, an epic too, &lt;BR&gt;Ballads and sonnets cause much to do; &lt;BR&gt;What should a muse therefore try&lt;BR&gt;To please the ear and catch the eye? &lt;BR&gt;A Rubia, perhaps, the thing for you&lt;BR&gt;Or even better, try Haiku.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Time is precious, time does fly, &lt;BR&gt;Time stops not until we die. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#000000&gt;Treasure every moment that you have. Live it as though it was your last.&amp;nbsp;You should treasure it more because you share it with someone special, Special enough to spend your TIME with. Remember. Time waits for no man. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;So if you want to tell a girl or a guy I LOVE YOU. Say it.Or if you wanted to do something extravigent but don't have the gutts to do it. JUST DO IT!&amp;nbsp;Don't live the rest of your life wondering what would happen if you asked her/him or tried to do it. But i promise you, it would be a memoriable moment.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;As they say :&lt;BR&gt;Yesturday was History, Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it's called a present.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffccff" color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;I call it present because your still here with me. Love you baby! =]&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2313176096753215640?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2313176096753215640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2313176096753215640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2313176096753215640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2313176096753215640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-waits-for-no-man.html' title='time waits for no man'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2787205549854044940</id><published>2009-05-04T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:51:36.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=3&gt;REVISION!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;for all subjects. Actually, i &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff33" size=3&gt;enjoyed it &lt;/FONT&gt;=]&lt;BR&gt;This is my study week so yea, i will enjoy studying....Heck, &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff0000" color=#ff99ff size=3&gt;I even paid attention in French class&lt;/FONT&gt; and understood things&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, the bad thing abt it was, &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cc66cc" size=5&gt;MY BAG WAS VERY HEAVY PPL!!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;haha. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;LEFT OUT AGAIN! GRRRRR!&lt;/STRONG&gt; It's always like that. Her main concern is with Jessah, Joo Eun, Lin dan, Justina, Koenah...ect.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;Alone...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Hate it!..who cares yea....gots &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;6 years&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; of practice. Practice of &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;being ignored&lt;/FONT&gt; that is.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, I got a call from Ruswin, she was asking me if im going french class. Of course i was. And was going to pay attention too...=] &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Then got a call from Adil. &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;U&gt;He wasn't coming. =[ &lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;Oh well right. But im &lt;EM&gt;not ups&lt;/EM&gt;et. Because, he told me not to be upset...=]&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Paid attention in french class. I understood most of the things and i could actually do most of the questions, correctly may i add. ;) &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;oh! joy joy! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;haha...then around 7:00pm. Adil smsed. yea...&lt;BR&gt;My dad then called me. and told me to wait at eastpoint for him. I did..=] then we bought &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;starbucks&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;. Of course, reason i agreed. i &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;didn't want to spend my cash&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;.hehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yea. so got Java chip. and waited for my mom. Then i bought a new pair of pants...Whoo!!! lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;then i went home, read Jonathan's blog...&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff6666" color=#ff0000 size=6&gt;interesting&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then now im doing this. and listening to Eh Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)- Lady Gaga&lt;BR&gt;it's a really sweet song...=]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2787205549854044940?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2787205549854044940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2787205549854044940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2787205549854044940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2787205549854044940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8951876211404114969</id><published>2009-05-02T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:38:32.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beach day..missing him</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sfx1mwoKCIoAACEERQU1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sfx1mwoKCIoAACEERQU1/IMG-3403.JPG?et=6%2BqpDGPGlxe52OAwYMfVFQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Imagine your at the beach. Wind blowing through your hair and watching the gentle waves crash unto the rocks... And the sky is filled with stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you watch lovers on the beach cuddling. You are there alone, listening to songs, peaceful and meaningful songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peaceful isn't it. It's like a world with no worries. A world filled with peace, instead of troubles and viruses and Global warming.&lt;br /&gt;Just a wonderful, peaceful world.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sfx1tgoKCIoAADMyZIg1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Sfx1tgoKCIoAADMyZIg1/IMG-3422.JPG?et=mcXbbb5jfZ27Z36k0qrI7Q&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Sfx1mwoKCIoAACEERQU1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as i was doing that..meaning, Sitting alone at the beach, staring at the sky and sea and listening to songs, i only though of 1 person. The person who i wanted to be beside me there and then. That would be nice. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also climbed that thingy...fun...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look everyone! I'm a monkey! lols&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, earlier on, me and my cousin went to Chinese Gardens. Photo's of that would also be uploaded so no worries ppl...=]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;End for today, it's getting late eh... bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8951876211404114969?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8951876211404114969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8951876211404114969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8951876211404114969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8951876211404114969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/beach-daymissing-him.html' title='beach day..missing him'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2451153660244460584</id><published>2009-05-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:59:24.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new way of my posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;You know wad?&lt;br /&gt;FROM NOW ON!&lt;br /&gt;i won't put anyone's name or wadever on my blog&lt;br /&gt;i'll just say abt how my day went and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAY! No one gets hurt while reading my blog or wadever&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nth sad. No information on why im feeling that way. Just short and boring posts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so today's post:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at abt 8+. then had breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;then get changed to go to Wild Wild Wet and took some photo's, in facebook&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then we went to WWW. then i found out abt adil reading my Old blog the loverycka.com&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;then, i stayed home all day..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And i thought about smth Jonathan said.&lt;br /&gt;amd you know wad... Im going to change. Into something good or bad, i don't care&lt;br /&gt;But i will try never to show my emotions to anyone ever again.&lt;br /&gt;NO!, Will not post it on the blog, will not tell anyone anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it would slowly and painfully kill me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2451153660244460584?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2451153660244460584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2451153660244460584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2451153660244460584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2451153660244460584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-way-of-my-posting.html' title='new way of my posting'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-6408074843977691620</id><published>2009-04-30T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:06:16.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>butterlies</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;A.D.I.L.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt; (&lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;A&lt;/FONT&gt;dil &amp;amp; &lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;D&lt;/FONT&gt;enice &lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;I&lt;/FONT&gt;n &lt;FONT color=#000099&gt;L&lt;/FONT&gt;ove )&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000 size=2&gt;Nice one ben! didn't notice that...haha&lt;BR&gt;Anyways : TODAYS EVENTS&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Nth much happened today. Other than Ms Chua and Ms NG getting fed up from teaching because of how noisy the class was. So nothing much happened today, like i said. OH! yea, we took out temperature today, twice, 36.5 &amp;lt; 37.0&lt;BR&gt;haha. Anyways, we just found out, every week, there would be temperature taking...-.-grrr!! Stupid Swine flu. hmm....you know wad?..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;I think i wanna get the Swine flu. I don't know why. It just seems fun!..haha. Retarded thing to say but..who cares&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Anyways, stopped by Wan yi's house and played the guitar for a while... THen i went home...in time for CSI! wHOO!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;While watching that, um...talked to Jonathan online...and waited, hmm, now would be about, 8h for Adil's damn reply to my sms...-.-..grr&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;His really treating me like im not his gf anymore....so my cuz. suggested smth... she told me to say, " &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;You know wad? I think we should cool down. WHy? Because i dun feel like ur gf anymore!"&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Yea...maybe i should try that....&lt;BR&gt;But i just keep saying that Exams are coming...his probably busy studying...who could blame him....Speacial stream...haha&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Anyways, Tuition...went through Coordinate Geometry. lols..&lt;BR&gt;i could do all the questions without any trouble....simple....haha&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;Also... i think, ppl don't have to buy&amp;nbsp;girls really expensive gifts for anniversaries...GUYS! (meaning you adil)...I (any other girls)dun mind having a flower as a gift...for anything... &lt;BR&gt;i just love flowers....love them!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;haha....end! nth else to say...haha...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;OH YEA! i also did a new piece of artwork! HERE IT IS! ::&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;€&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SfmhIQoKCIoAAEdh4OA1/IMAG0053.jpg?et=etzMPopQDTCCWAM8SnXkrQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;If you can't read the words. It says : &lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#330033&gt;A butterfly symbolizes the start of a journey&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face="Comic Sans MS" color=#330033&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;well....to me it does&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-6408074843977691620?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/6408074843977691620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=6408074843977691620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6408074843977691620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/6408074843977691620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/butterlies.html' title='butterlies'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2437545289963123680</id><published>2009-04-28T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:12:16.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little though, goes a long way</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000099 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Write&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;as though no one can read,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6633ff size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Hold&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;as though this is the last chance,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Memory&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;as though you live forever,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Live&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;as though heaven is on earth,&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6666cc size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Peace&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff99"&gt;Nothing can bring u peace but yourself&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;It's true people....you must live life as how you want it to be. And not care about what others say. Because, it's none of their business anyways. Whatever you think is right to you, Is the right thing to do. And if you feel like your all alone, with no one caring about you or whatso ever. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" color=#c0c0c0&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;REMEMBER THIS POEM :&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #9999ff" color=#000000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#6600cc size=5&gt;Somewhere&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#000000 size=3&gt;there's someone who&lt;BR&gt;Dreams of your smile, and finds in&lt;BR&gt;your pressence that life is worth&lt;BR&gt;while. So when you are lonely,&lt;BR&gt;remember this is true.Somebody, somewhere is thinking of you.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #9999ff" color=#000000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT&gt;&lt;FONT&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Just remember everyone. You are never alone. Even if it may seem like it.&amp;nbsp; Stay happy everyone. And keep in mind, someone, somewhere loves you. Much more than u could ever love them.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2437545289963123680?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2437545289963123680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2437545289963123680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2437545289963123680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2437545289963123680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/write-as-though-no-one-can-read-hold-as.html' title='a little though, goes a long way'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5754133532642825540</id><published>2009-04-27T05:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T05:38:29.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>since when?</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;hmm...Actually, not in the mood to blog,&lt;BR&gt;But since i have nth else to do....let's blog yea&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Me mood now is UPSET&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Hmm.....was i really pissed with Adil? Cause i don't think so.&amp;nbsp;Anyways move on with the programe yea?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Went to school as usual. U know, Justina and me always feel a little left out with Ying Ying and co.&lt;BR&gt;Because Ying ying mainly care about Jessah, Joo eun, keonah and Wan yi. Well, that's what we feel. Anyways, i dun mind feeling left out, because i've been left out of things for about 6 years. I had enough training.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So anyways, yes, always feel left out with Ying ying and co., but nvm then.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;During MT, free period was taken away to fo some English crap. Yea, Keonah just took the answers and i copied....lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then came, dunno wad, then dunno wad, then dunno wad...END OF SCHOOL!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then i went to bishan...-.- &lt;BR&gt;FRECH! BLECH!!!!&lt;BR&gt;The damn teacher scolded me because i did well for my hw.&lt;BR&gt;she said " someone else did your hw for you right?! You've been here since the beginning of the year and u never do this well. Next time i'll give you 0"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;-.- F her.....hate that monster so much! GRR!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then went home....and went home with Adil and friends...then when his friends came to talk to him....i just kept my mouth shut and stared out the window. OH! i also stared at one guy...taking about 3 seats...and i was like, " just sit down properly and let ppl seat...tsk tsk"&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, When i was almost home, Adil smsed me " Why are you so pissed at me?"&lt;BR&gt;Honestly...i really wan't pissed....&lt;BR&gt;But he won't believe me so nvm then yea...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;When i went down the MRT, saw my mom and dad...lols. Then we took a cab home,&lt;BR&gt;I changed and then turned my computer on. read Jonathan's blog and then Went online....yea&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Talking to him now...so babu!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5754133532642825540?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5754133532642825540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5754133532642825540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5754133532642825540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5754133532642825540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/since-when.html' title='since when?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1831621864464657489</id><published>2009-04-26T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:04:07.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today i woke up at around 9+.&lt;br /&gt;Yea..Sunny side up for breakfast! wow, it's been a long time since i got that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Went online and chatted with Jonathan, sadly, we have nth to talk about. Again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i had to go to Cathecism class. We had to pic our. what's it called thingy, oh! missionary today. YesH! Okies so. We wrote on a piece of paper our name, class and phone number and our 3 choices. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #33ccff;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"  &gt;Cathecism - Special needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #33ccff;font-size:100%;color:#660000;"  &gt;Av - 12.30om mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #33ccff;color:#660000;" &gt;Wardent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea. THe only reason i picked &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cathecism - special needs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, is because it only meets &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time during the whole month. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;AV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i don't know. I just think because i spend 24/7 with my computer, might as well do some good with it yea. Just hope that i don't sleep during the mass. Coz, AV has to click click click for the slides to move during the mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;Wardent&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;. I don't know. Because Mariel is there?&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Cathecism class, i went to mass. lols... the AV looked Fun. haha. After mass, We stopped by Bunsoy Sari Sari Store and bought some stuff... wish i bought some pulvoron... that was nice....&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SfQeGwoKCIoAAGVsAzA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SfQeGwoKCIoAAGVsAzA1/IMAG0050.jpg?et=bgT0RaeVtQVFzISfJgMGaA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, that's when my mom said we had to go to our new house, for i dunno why. But yea, they emptied it...so i took a photo of the living room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lols... Nice no? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just kidding..it's not that big anyways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so after that we went to eat lunch! &lt;strong&gt;LUNCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Then we went by Pet safari. Damn...that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new, courier;font-size:100%;color:#663366;"&gt;Maltese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;looked so cute!!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/dog.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get one when i get my own house...promise!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then i met my parents at CHALLENGER to get my new earphones. I got an orange one...awsome colour. Bright, Striking, blabbly bla.... Im starting to love orange!&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PURPLE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so far those are my fav. haha! All bright colours yea!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png" /&gt; Awsome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decided to buy an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE IPOD&lt;/span&gt; soon. Why Orange u may ask?? &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a lil dark, white is like my moms, &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000;color:#ff99ff;" &gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;? FORGET IT! That shade of pink for me is blech! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #66ffff;color:#ff6600;" &gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..PERFECT! lols&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, Study mode is going to start tmr. Mid terms are coming, BUT, im gonna work extra hard for PHYSICS and AMATH! gosh! Amaths sucks....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways..i love the way to remember the agents of waves..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#330033;"&gt;WDF!  W=Wind, D = Distance*i think*, F = Fetch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! Okies...that's all for now...im gonna study and chat with Jonathan, when he gets back home that is! BABU! LOVE YA"LL!&lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1831621864464657489?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1831621864464657489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1831621864464657489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1831621864464657489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1831621864464657489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7397726255317463110</id><published>2009-04-25T06:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:16:43.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>muack!</title><content type='html'>TOday ended fast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;woke up at around 7+ and went online...Jonathan was online...lols...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;Anyways...we chatted for a while until my French tutor came. But Deryl's class started first so. i watch shows, chatted with Jonathan and stuff&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;After tuiton, went straight to another tuition...in Eastpoint...=]. Physics tuition. BORING like hell! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways when i got home, more with the chatting of Jonathan... Adil only replied some of my smses....as usual..-.-.. i don't know what to do about him anymore.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;But, i can't stop loving him. &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;His&amp;nbsp;has my heart, for 7 months.... i can't simply push him out of my life....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cake.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;BTW..Belated Monthaversary dear! =]&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Okies....I think that we are like this because Midterm is coming so yea...we're kind of caught up with studying...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;stupid Mid-terms fault.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways....after tuition...i tried on a few outfits...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;It's nice no?...lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SfMJiwoKCIoAACvaILg1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SfMJiwoKCIoAACvaILg1/IMAG0049.jpg?et=44B6Umc3ghFBJ%2B9VeZfbVQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SfMKcAoKCIoAAEuVA7E1/IMAG0047.jpg?et=x0T%2CLgsY3fkFq3TA6gNL6w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;yea....DRESSES! whoo! lols...im not as TomBOy as i was yea.!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Anyways...no worries...of course im wearing a ____&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;lols...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;whaha..retarded thing to say but who cares yea...&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;So! i bought one of them and well.... just went home and chat, listen to the radio and Sms him....&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Dinner : BBQ! &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;And now nth else to talk abt babu!!!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Muack!! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/kiss.png"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7397726255317463110?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7397726255317463110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7397726255317463110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7397726255317463110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7397726255317463110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/muack.html' title='muack!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-31606401211437474</id><published>2009-04-24T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:00:40.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=]</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#000066&gt;My heart swells with pride tonight,&lt;BR&gt;to know that &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#000099&gt;you love me, makes my world complete.&lt;BR&gt;My heart smiles with rich delight,&lt;BR&gt;my soul &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3333ff&gt;sings a song so sweet, &lt;BR&gt;because of you my love&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#3366ff&gt;, my heart skips a beat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hmmm.....&lt;BR&gt;When someone tells you they love you. You may not like them back but deep in your hearts, you know your happy to know that someone loves you. So why do u ignore the ones that love/like you when they would just want a chance to be yours? Treasure them and learn to love them. Coz you'll be surprised, They would always be there with you, Sad times and such.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;They would always be there to care and listen to you.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt; Thanks for being there for me Jonathan&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Todays events:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;When i went to school. We had to go to the Hall for &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66" color=#000066 size=3&gt;R&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66" color=#000066 size=3&gt;²&lt;EM&gt;IT&lt;/EM&gt;²&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff66"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000066&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;E award&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;ceremony and junk. Nth that interesting in school though. Other than running away from&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Madam sue&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;. I feel really bad for Mr Barnabas because sue is going to scold him for smth he didn't do. I mean Madam sue is a bitch. We just went down for recess early. about 5 mins early.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;so there won't be a line. And the bell rang. so we were the first in the canteen but then Madam sue asked us why are we down so early. Irritating...it's only 5 mins earlier!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Then we had maths: nth interesting as usual. THen CT: did nth...except for making my hand numb. Renee pushed the table to me and then my hand was bent. so yea, it was red. And numb&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;ouch....saded&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Then i reached home. Sleep...woke up at about 3+ pm.&lt;BR&gt;Then i &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6666&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;called Adil&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;and chatted with Jonathan..&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;(don't start jelling yea) &lt;BR&gt;Anyways...just now, i was watching THE NANNY...damn funny...even though it's old. so now....just chatting...Adil's mom is home so no calls are to be made...saded yea...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;hehe....Babu People!&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-31606401211437474?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/31606401211437474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=31606401211437474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/31606401211437474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/31606401211437474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-heart-swells-with-pride-tonight-to.html' title='=]'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8143110300721615331</id><published>2009-04-22T01:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:20:23.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2days post</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yesturday. i didn't get a chance to update because my mom kept nagging me to sleep..-.-&lt;BR&gt;Damn &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;irritating&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; u know?&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I mean she keeps nagging about school, relationships and bla bla bla...&lt;BR&gt;I almost wanted to shout back at her saying, "&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff0000" color=#ffff00 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;HEY! THIS IS MY LIFE OK!? LET ME LIVE IT!" &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;But that would only result in a slap in the face. Oh well... i'll put 2 days into 1 blog post then&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#333333&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Yesturday!&lt;BR&gt;I went to school as usual and stuff. Then when i reached home. I did the design for our Class T! it's awsome and stuff...&lt;BR&gt;Well...that's all i remember for that day that was interesting&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;TODAY!&lt;BR&gt;Today i went to school by myself again, Dad is sick eh.&lt;BR&gt;Anyways...Jessah came back to our school for i dunno wad goddamn reason. Anyways let's ignore her yea.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Physics: Nth&amp;nbsp;interesting. except&amp;nbsp;Wan yi got a NeW HTC phone....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;PE: we did the 5 stations and junk. i think i passed..whee! *Yes people! im hyper during that time*&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;English : did a worksheet. quite easy. hehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;RECESS : CHOCOLATE AND ICE CREAM! again...lols &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;SS: we talked about singapore and it's aging population and stuff... i almost fell asleep during his class.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_down.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;MATH: Nth to say. Aziz, Hari and Fadzil was called out of the class and stuff, so no funny joke today&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;saded&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;MT: YES! the damn teacher didn't come today so we got to do nth! whoO! honestly, i find that the teacher is quite irritating because, She's making us do english assesments during MT. =.= do i look like i need help with my english!??&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/bat.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Lunch: i stayed in class and helped teacher cut out "&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff99ff" color=#cc33cc&gt;BEST TEACHERS&lt;/FONT&gt;" and pasted it on the frame.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/phone.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;REMEDIAL : did nth except 1 question. Boring&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So now im at home....nth much today..guess im gonna sleep then...babu!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cup.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8143110300721615331?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8143110300721615331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8143110300721615331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8143110300721615331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8143110300721615331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/2days-post.html' title='2days post'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2165806254105607278</id><published>2009-04-20T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T05:50:20.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;SYF day for the choir today, sadly i couldn't go because of my french test.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways school was ok. Jessah's last day in BTSS...congrates for her =.=...&lt;BR&gt;And then. MS DAWN NG DIDN'T COME! whoo! that was awsome. Other than that, everything was the same....of course i was texting Jonathan...lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then after school, i went straight to French class. Listened to songs from BTSS all the way to BISHAN. well, Until Ruswin and Gruwin meet me at the interchange. Surprise attack&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;. lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, we walked to class together and well. do stuff. haha. French class started...*dum Dum dum*&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways. Nth that interesting, except i found out that Canard doesn't conly mean duck...lols&lt;BR&gt;After my recess, we had the petite test and well, i actually could do most of it. even though spellig could be wrong.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, it was Adil's recess afterwards and he was outside my classroom...just standing there. My friends noticed and well, Gurwin kept pestering me to go to him. So i did. I told the teacher to go to the toilet and i met him.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/embarassed.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;He said sorry and stuff. yea. And well....we talked, but i seriously can't break up with him. Anyways, Class was over and so on so forth. Gurwin asked me to do her a favour and i said sure..lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;then Ruswin,Gruwin, what's her name, and me went into talking about names and junk lols. then Ruswin and Gurwin had to leave. So me and WHN talked. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;We first talked about The book HAUNTED and how awsome it was. It was going to be made into a movie and we talked abt alot of things and we also talked abt her bf. But that's when Adil sneakly went behind me and took my book.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt; Then he said we gotta move fast coz his friends were coming....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So yea... we ended up taking the same MRT as Julian and co. tsk tsk&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;oh welll then yea.....;)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Thanks for reading! LOVE YA! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/kiss.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2165806254105607278?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2165806254105607278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2165806254105607278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2165806254105607278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2165806254105607278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-day-for-choir-today-sadly-i-couldnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7051431060899394025</id><published>2009-04-17T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:00:13.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALG. 101 : Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;There was an interesting shirt i found. It said this &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;ALG. 101 : Chapter 1 – Girls are Evil&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;First, we are all aware that girls require Time and Money&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT color=#333399&gt;Girls = Time x Money&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;And, we have already proven that Time = Money&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6633ff&gt;Time = Money&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;THEREFORE :&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6633ff&gt;Girls = Money x Money = Money²&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;And we all know Money is the root of all evil&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6600cc&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;Money = (&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Verdana','sans-serif'"&gt;√Evil&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;) ²&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;And thus,&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P class=MsoNormal dir=ltr style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt; DIRECTION: ltr; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-bidi-language: AR-AE"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Calibri&gt;&lt;FONT size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;FONT color=#6633ff&gt;GIRLS = EVIL&lt;O:P&gt;&lt;/O:P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7051431060899394025?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7051431060899394025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7051431060899394025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7051431060899394025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7051431060899394025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/alg-101-chapter-1.html' title='ALG. 101 : Chapter 1'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-70083737677024440</id><published>2009-04-17T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T07:18:28.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olimpic day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #666666" color=#ffffff size=3&gt;SOCCER!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; Today was the school's miniolympic&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And may i say. &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. I mean i don't care about sports or if my class win. Anyways, the first 2 periods was canceled because of the event. Ying ying, Jessah, Keonah and me were trying to excape by trying to hid in the toilet but, &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;BUSTED!! &lt;/FONT&gt;get in trouble with the Principal. Ok. Technically, keonah got in trouble because of her hair but nvm.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So i spend the 2 periods readying HAUNTED, while they play soccer.&amp;nbsp;After soccer was MT. spent that&amp;nbsp;in the library. Reading the same book.&amp;nbsp;Then recess. I ate&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #003300"&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#c0c0c0 size=3&gt;Kinder Bueno and Ice cream&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;. nice....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then Maths came to place. &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #333399" color=#66ffff size=6&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;zzzzzz&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; is all i could say for that. haha. Then english again. We decided to do our class t-shirt and&lt;FONT color=#cc0000 size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt; Im' one of the designers&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;...dang! Anyways, we couldn't decide on the colour. But i have a good idea of the design&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;After school. I was invited to go &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;K-BOX!, &lt;/FONT&gt;but sadly i couldn't go.Don't know how the heck wan yi remembers last december...me singing the song...my score was about &lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;80+....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;(show off)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;Yesh!&amp;nbsp;Im using Magic mike. It would record your score of your singing......&amp;nbsp;so i went home. After that i used my computer for a while and well. felt sleepy&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then my cousin and me went to Bugis. First we went to BUGIS STREET! bought 3 shirts there. one of them has this cool formual which resulted &lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;U&gt;GIRLS = EVIL&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i feel hurt...lols&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And then we went to the mall. Bought Ice cream and walked around some more. Of course, met my mom at Bugis too. Then we took the cab home.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So we went to Bugis at 4+ and went home at 8+. WOW! shopping for 4h. And during that time. i was upset with Adil as usual -.- . Shopping made me feel better&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Shopping cures &lt;FONT face="comic sans ms" color=#cc6600&gt;DEPRESSION&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;!!! TRUE!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Not sure why guys hate it though??&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anywas...got home...tried on my shirts and well....had mac and cheese and chicken for dinner...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;now im chatting with friends and stuff...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-70083737677024440?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/70083737677024440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=70083737677024440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/70083737677024440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/70083737677024440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/soccer-today-was-schools-miniolympic.html' title='Olimpic day!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8041372115085105155</id><published>2009-04-16T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:43:42.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody day</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Went to school by myself again..tsk tsk&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways, i studied for the physics test and so on so forth. SO! &lt;FONT color=#66ffff&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330099"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;first period was Physics.&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;Damn it right?...Anyways...it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yea. THat was when i was going to take the scissors from Kunqin and so on so forth. I cut my finger, it was a really deep cut though. So i took tissue and a Bandaid from Lin Dan. Yea covered the cut...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;yesh! the tissue was &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" color=#ff0000 size=3&gt;covered in blood&lt;/FONT&gt;. From my finger...Like WTH right?&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/omg.png"&gt;. Anyways...next subject was Amaths. Easy subject today. Then Geography and i like the code we're using to remember the agents of waves...&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #330033" color=#ffff00 size=5&gt;WTF&lt;/FONT&gt;..haha..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then Recess...whoo! all i had was Chips, Burger and water?. That's all i remember though. When i washed my hands, the band aid feel off&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;. It really hurt....wahH!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hahahah.. Yea. so i too tissue and went off to Chemistry class. Agen, Peter, Kanizah, Zul, Ying ying, Joo eun and a bunch of other ppl saw my finger and the&lt;FONT size=3&gt; &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00" color=#ff0000&gt;blood dripping&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt; Yes people! my &lt;FONT color=#cc33cc&gt;finger was covered in blood&lt;/FONT&gt;!...it dripped to my arm. It was awsome though...odly, my blood looked oldy bright...haha...im crazy. Actually, i didn't cover the cut with tissue because i wanted to see if it would be gushing and junk and HEll!, there was alot of blood.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yea..then Mr Ng didn't let me go to the toilet to wash it, mainly because he didn't see it. So i showed it to Ms chua and she let me go to the toilet. But Mr renga saw us, me and gayatri, and told us to go to the general office. I did and they applied medicine on the cut and placed a bandaid over it.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/tongue.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yea. Rest of the day went normal. But i did feel really &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #c0c0c0" color=#ff0000&gt;Giddy&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp; I went home, Chatted with &lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #33ffff"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Jonathan and Andre&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;and used Adobe photoshop. yea..both of them knew about the finger incident. Both recomended me to rest. so i did&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I was woken up by my cousin woke me up, tuition later on eh. Anyways, she said i was sleeping very peacfully....sry but i don't know how to phrase what she said in English... &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#663366&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Anyways. Adil recomended to go to the hospital...lols. Because i told him i felt giddy, and he said i was suffering from shock. Well, my lil first aider. I told him i didn't need to go. But he said :&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000 size=3&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;"Are u sure? Just go to be sure..."&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#663366&gt;a&lt;STRONG&gt;ww...his concerned...lols... Then&amp;nbsp;he stopped smsing me...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt;..grr!&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png"&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;I went to tuition even though that was a bad idea. Anyways. The teacher asked me if i was sick or smth because i looked pale. But since i hate the attention and stuff...i just said i was fine.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Went home and talked to Adil again. Yea... nth more than...HI's and junk. i mean he was online msn but only for hw. &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #009900" size=3&gt;Gosh..wad's happening?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/cry.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i mean he didn't even say bye nd stuff like usual.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Anyways....still feeling a little giddy now. Im Chatting with jonathan and Zurong. and so on so forth... ;)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8041372115085105155?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8041372115085105155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8041372115085105155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8041372115085105155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8041372115085105155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/bloody-day.html' title='bloody day'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7836796491380647168</id><published>2009-04-14T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:54:46.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yo people!!&lt;br /&gt;I changed my Blog URL to multiply...&lt;a href="http://ekaylub.multiply.com/"&gt;http://ekaylub.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry! Im still gonna blog here....but not as often as in multiply~~&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Put comments in my new blog if you want yea!&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/7364689931073544030-7836796491380647168?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7836796491380647168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7836796491380647168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7836796491380647168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7836796491380647168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/yo-people-i-changed-my-blog-url-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-738166542719906094</id><published>2009-04-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:47:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.ekaylub.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SeSewAoKCIoAAHgOPzs1/Me-in-dress.jpg?et=82pOHzgu7te%2BxKxL%2B7b6Eg&amp;amp;nmid=0" border=0&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Had to go to achool alone today...sad.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/sad.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;And after assembly, we went to the couseling room. They told me and Jessah what would happen to Zhi Qin and co.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/thumbs_up.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;School was normal, i didn't go choir today though and YES! im not going for &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;SYF&lt;/FONT&gt;...&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;IMG height=22 src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/star.png" width=27&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; anyways, If i was able to go to for SYF, i wouldn't go because, I have a french test on monday. And the last time i checked, &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff99ff" color=#ff0000 size=5&gt;Studies are more important than CCA&lt;/FONT&gt;.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So i went home and &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #3333ff" color=#ffcccc size=5&gt;hairband, Pink with a ribbon &lt;/FONT&gt;rested for a while. Then i went to Tampines1 at 6. And stopped by TopShop, and fitted a dress...an awsome dress too...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sadly it was &lt;FONT size=5&gt;$79&lt;/FONT&gt;. and i had $100..wahaha! Of course i thought about it...and since i would never wear it in public, &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cc33cc" color=#ffff00 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;i didn't buy it&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;...anyways, i did buy a on it, $7 only....hehe&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;After that i bought a book."&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #000000" face="georgia, times new roman, times, serif" color=#ff6600 size=6&gt;Haunted&lt;/FONT&gt;" and went for guitar class..... End of day today people! Muack!! &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/kiss.png"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#cc33cc size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;lols&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;....&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-738166542719906094?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/738166542719906094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=738166542719906094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/738166542719906094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/738166542719906094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-to-go-to-achool-alone-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7797113921447523549</id><published>2009-04-10T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T05:03:55.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friday..very good friday</title><content type='html'>i went to church and i had to stand up and kneel down and stuff&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to Suntec City just to eat lunch. Me and Ate Jhe-ann ate chicken rice hehe&lt;br /&gt;We then went to The Singaopre flyer!. But it was raining..=[ so we had to wait for the rain to stop befor we got on the SF. SO! me and my cousins went to BUILD-A-BEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ate Myline, Ate jhe-ann, Deryl and me made one...hehe&lt;br /&gt;mycha, Dr. healalot, snowball and Sir. Dilly! haha....we also bought them accesories...hehe&lt;br /&gt;i think it costs abt $200+ in total...yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea we then went to the singapore flyer and took a few pictures, which will be posted on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....after that we went to the um... Merlion park?? and just took pictures...again...it will be posted in Facebook... if not then..&lt;br /&gt;Remind me...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;now, im hugging Sir. Dilly and imagining all my problems are gone...&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna put an end to all my troubles...meaning....If Zhi Qin wants me to say sorry for smth i never did...then for goodness sakes....i'll say sorry then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7797113921447523549?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7797113921447523549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7797113921447523549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7797113921447523549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7797113921447523549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-fridayvery-good-friday.html' title='Good friday..very good friday'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2089625831741169942</id><published>2009-04-09T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:53:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>French and English!</title><content type='html'>That was an interesting chat, oui?&lt;br /&gt;Est allé à l'hôtel de ville et a parlé à Adil, puis nous avons parlé de quelques choses intérésent. Je pense toujours que JJ et ZQ ne mérite pas d'être pardonné. Le puits de l'OH… c'est la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! FRENCH IS AWSOME...YOU WON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT IM SAYING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways... I skipped school and went to VH for a rehearsal for SYF choir.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun... 3 to 4 hours in an aircon room just singing and going up stage and going down stage and sitting down and standing up...lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...after our choir performed....i slept in the concert hall...but there is also a fine reason why i didn't want to go....hehe...&lt;br /&gt;let's continue with the french words now shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoi qu'il en soit, la chose d'amusement à ce sujet est…. JE N'OBTIENS PAS DE VOIR DES VISAGES JJ ET ZQ ! WHOO !&lt;br /&gt;Puisque Adil ne va pas à allemand classez le lundi. Je ne vais pas l'attendre à MOELC. Mais toujours, je ne vais pas prêter l'attention&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;im gonna try make a blogpost all in french next time...this is fun...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2089625831741169942?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2089625831741169942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2089625831741169942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2089625831741169942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2089625831741169942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/that-was-interesting-chat-oui-est-alle.html' title='French and English!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-595909309042676771</id><published>2009-04-08T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:50:54.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping unwindes me...</title><content type='html'>School was so called fun...&lt;br /&gt;and Jing jie told Adil that he would stop bothering me if i don't bother his friends!?&lt;br /&gt;FoR GOODNESS SAKES! I NEVER EVEN BOTHER ABT YOUR DAMN FRIENDS JJ! THEY MADE THE PROBLEMS FOR ME, IM JUST FIGHTING BACK BECAUSE I HAVE THE RITE TOO, IDIOT! IT'S THEM WHO STARTED THE DAMN PROBLEM IN THE FIRST PLACE!&lt;br /&gt;so i think it's YOU! who has to back off from me...ZQ tried to talk to me today...i just basically ignored her very exsistance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...i went home and then... my cousins made me go to Boon lay&lt;br /&gt;I, in return spend a lot of $$...haha&lt;br /&gt;Jacket : $59&lt;br /&gt;Shirt : $30 &lt; $40&lt;br /&gt;Watch : $10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap...and i came home at abt 10:40pm and well had fun...&lt;br /&gt;Yea...i was pissed off at first because of JJ... saying that I started the problems and wants be to back off from his friends...Well he has his damn wish! Anyways...i was never close to any of his damn friends eh... so that won't be hard to keep away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if they come up to me....i'll ignore their very exsistance.... and i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;wad i did to ZQ...i can also fo to you!...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-595909309042676771?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/595909309042676771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=595909309042676771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/595909309042676771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/595909309042676771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopping-unwindes-me.html' title='shopping unwindes me...'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8765697577824632537</id><published>2009-04-07T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:42:56.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate tuesdays</title><content type='html'>AH! my scratch bleed again..-.-&lt;br /&gt;I peeled out my scab and well...ruby red blood leaked out...it looked so bright and red...ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways!! Before i get all vampire crazy abt blood and telling how awsome Untamed is...&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you abt school shall i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so called fun!...i managed to not see ZQ face all day...couldn't say the same for JJ though. But i practically ignored him&lt;br /&gt;so English we had a test, the exact time i started bleeding...awsome-ness&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. and i finally understood A-Math! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;and after school remedial was canceled...yay! but i still had to go to choir....-.-&lt;br /&gt;But i went anyways... it was so called fun...thank god im not going tmr.. SO! after that i went to Guitar class and bought a mouse...a cute one...FYI : mouse for the lappy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...nth much to say other than i finially contacted ADIL.. Happy now??&lt;br /&gt;Okies...the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;fast huh....&lt;br /&gt;anyways... Signing off : DENICE ERYCKA TRINIDAD AGUILON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8765697577824632537?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8765697577824632537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8765697577824632537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8765697577824632537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8765697577824632537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-tuesdays.html' title='i hate tuesdays'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1774328973460373788</id><published>2009-04-06T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T03:28:47.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did u ever think or stop to wonder?</title><content type='html'>Let's see&lt;br /&gt;I went to school normaly and tried to avoid the hag of 3A2. Yes i was upset, but i thought, " Hey, If Zhi Qin and Jing jie want's to ruin my life. Then there just going to have to face disappointment because i am not going to be upset or wadever when they try to offend me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously.... life isn't worth being sad and just remembering the past. I already told the teacher anyways. Im going to have to show the DM or wadever and just hope that i'll get counciling because i don't want to spend a day trying to ignore then and then just suddenly lose control of the tears. I am good at holding back the tears but, sometimes, u have to release it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. It was wasn't actually that hard ignoring the little lord brat, Jing jie. &lt;damn&gt; It was really easy... Im going to try ask my parents to change my number so when those bumbo's sms me, their just wasting their money to sms a number that has been disabled. I mean those poor people are to stupid in that matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i actually encourage then to send me more, &lt;em&gt;Reason!&lt;/em&gt; I am going to show the DC their smses...so the meaner the better so that they could get stricter with them. I really need counciling though. I handled this type of beating on Sec 1 and Sec 2. But i serisously can't handle it This year!. I mean isn't a-maths and other crap that's giving me a really hard time, why should i allow them to give me a hard time?. They do not even deserve any of my attention because their too cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. i spent the whole day sleeping because, i didn't even feel all that happy.&lt;br /&gt;OK! the reason why im like this: Because i DO NOT!, repeat DO NOT let people push me around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ZQ think she could do that...  then ha! im really gonna fight back...but not in her standard....hehe...im gonna kill her...hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1774328973460373788?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1774328973460373788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1774328973460373788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1774328973460373788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1774328973460373788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-u-ever-think-or-stop-to-wonder.html' title='did u ever think or stop to wonder?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4206213759775667633</id><published>2009-04-05T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T05:49:57.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night out!</title><content type='html'>Palm sunday&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;Went to church, then went to play Bowling..whee! i managed to get 80+...and wow i suck in bowling....haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... After that we went to ikea...for fun, peace, joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;Well...alot of things happened today ...but it's just a short post this time ya'll...&lt;br /&gt;BABU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4206213759775667633?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4206213759775667633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4206213759775667633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4206213759775667633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4206213759775667633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls night out!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3192151822599787279</id><published>2009-04-02T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T06:47:46.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rewrite!</title><content type='html'>okays.....under Jing jie's request...anyways...sry abt the family comment&lt;br /&gt;so i think from now on...im gonna blog at night coz u dunno wad's going to happen during half the day right??...so let's get started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School : Kept Pinching myself..and i tried to scratch myself till i bleed....i dunno why...but i just wanted to see blood being shed....hehe....i haven't gotten a cut for so long....on purpose that is...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...i kept reading BETRAYED and Jing jie gave the black dog comment on me..... So....yea...after school i went to the office to get an exception form....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home : So...i rested for a while and wrote an earlier blog post....again...JJ...Sry if u got offended yea...&lt;br /&gt;And then my cuz and me went to the salon and did her hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salon : we were there at 5+...yea..and i had to wait till she was done coz she doesn't know her way around eastpoint..... so...while waiting...i finished  reading BETRAYED!...and i went to Popular to buy CHOSEN...at first i tot i gots the wrong book,...but i was wrong... i went tution late...n junk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla so on so forth...now..let me read Chosen...wahhaha...it's a very very interesting book...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3192151822599787279?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3192151822599787279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3192151822599787279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3192151822599787279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3192151822599787279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/04/rewrite.html' title='rewrite!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-9035256381172271491</id><published>2009-03-31T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:57:30.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today started wonderfully...&lt;br /&gt;With my parents nagging and nagging and nagging-.-&lt;br /&gt;It's really irritating&lt;br /&gt;anyways...school was fun. I spent my whole day reading MARKED...it's actually quite interesting;)&lt;br /&gt;So, At first i was planning to skip choir and go to Tm early with my cuz. But i changed my mind....i went to choir. We claimed our choir uniforms and Practice for SYF.&lt;br /&gt;Only have one thing to say abt the uniform. PURPLEY GOODNESS!!! [Pur-pel-y)&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home and made my dad bring me to Tampines for guitar class and i used the bag that Tita Lan bought me...oooo THNX!&lt;br /&gt;Yea. nth much to say today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes....CHOIR AIN'T PERFORMING FOR SPEECH DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;and SKIPPING SCHOOl ON 9 APRIL! *we're excused* Don't need to bring any books but bring choir U and white shoes...kay?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Oh! So sorry Adil....it seriously just blurted out....i was hyper...i didn't mean it....i swear...IM SO VERY VERY HUMONGOUSLY SORRYY!&lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-9035256381172271491?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/9035256381172271491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=9035256381172271491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/9035256381172271491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/9035256381172271491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-started-wonderfully.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5709306161622681891</id><published>2009-03-29T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T05:47:18.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>I spent today going to vivo and eating at Marché to eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked around and saw an awsome camera....costing abt $2000. So im going to skip lunch and junk just to save up to that much!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luch yea...&lt;br /&gt;and well...spent the whole day reading my new book.... and readig midnight sun again&lt;br /&gt;Yes....im a total twilight obsessed fan.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Nth much to say today other than a motorcyclist banged into my car. And he tries to put the blame on us...&lt;br /&gt;Ah who cares....im a pro at putting the blame on someone else...&lt;br /&gt;Nth much to say today...THe end...babu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5709306161622681891?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5709306161622681891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5709306161622681891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5709306161622681891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5709306161622681891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5924785841472848359</id><published>2009-03-28T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:27:04.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of tuition!</title><content type='html'>French tuition : Interesting&lt;br /&gt;Physics Tuition : BORING AS HELL!&lt;br /&gt;Today was ok...i guess&lt;br /&gt;French tution we went through things for my Test on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Physics tuition wasn't that much help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, walked home and we rested for a while.. i watched HOUSE. Very interesting. I also chatted with Kevin, Christian and so on so forth.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we then went to fetch my Cuz, ATE Jhe - ann from the airport. We ate at some foodcourt and then we went home to do Earth Hour!&lt;br /&gt;Yea, a lot of people didn't do that because, they dun care abf the Earth!, or maybe im just being paranoid. All im saying is it was freaking hot at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my bro and me kept arguing abt who sleeps where?.... still deciding who sleeps where&lt;br /&gt;Damn irriating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY bro just loves to irritate people.....i feel like killing him! argh! so irritating....&lt;br /&gt;anywas....starting to get pissed off...nvm&lt;br /&gt;VAMOUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5924785841472848359?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5924785841472848359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5924785841472848359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5924785841472848359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5924785841472848359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-of-tuition.html' title='Day of tuition!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1437251370267748263</id><published>2009-03-27T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:31:18.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You made me think!</title><content type='html'>Nth much today...&lt;br /&gt;Very light bag though.&lt;br /&gt;Subjects today : EL, SS, MT, Math, Assembly&lt;br /&gt;EL: nth much to say, other than Ms chua gave us extra time to study for our SS test. All of us thought it would be a written test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SS: The test turned out to be a quiz. I didn't get called up though. Luckily! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT: we stayed out of the library for a while and well, talked. We did went into the library to check out other schools that i may want to transfer to. We had an early recess. we went off at 10:15. hey, free period, who can blame us to have an early recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math: We had our E-maths test back. Yes people! The hard one, which Ms Dawn promised to be super easy....-.-lies..... Anyways i only managed to get 60% for that...aka: 15/25, BT (below target)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly: i didn't bring my tie. But the Assembly was interesting as there was an ex-offender. honestly, while she was talking, i thought she was going to cry, because of her tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after school i had to go to a NEYA meeting.... it was really interesting. We had to plan a Learning Journey for the teachers....00000! B4 the meeting, one of my friends asked me," why is Sucipto, like shy when he sees you?"...that got me thinking...lols...But i guess it just because his shy...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;But that is also when i found out that the school is trying to win a NE award. Someone, somewhere, is going to interveiw some of us and see if the school has many NE activities. Not all NEYA's are going to get interviewed though. I'm going to get interviewed. Wth right?. I mean, she didn't even ask me....Panic mode! haha lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting. Wan yi and me went to TM to find a notebook where i can store all my notes. But not b4 buying another ring....haha.. The notebook cost abt $19. so now, i have to save all over again. IM BROKE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went home. rewrote my notes, watched CSI miami, Sleep, Chat online and now writing this.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to reclean my room now so ...BABU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1437251370267748263?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1437251370267748263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1437251370267748263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1437251370267748263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1437251370267748263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-made-me-think.html' title='You made me think!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3637478179107469917</id><published>2009-03-26T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T02:10:21.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who is participating for Earth Hour?&lt;br /&gt;Well i am....so yea...&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is going to be here for Earth Hour so...wahaha....bear with it Ate Jhe.&lt;br /&gt;Well, yea...school was boring...as usual&lt;br /&gt;But the worst one was Maths. We learned surds. I HATE SURDS! can't use my calcu. eh&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im trying to lessen my use of "....."&lt;br /&gt;It was a habbit of Wan yi's and it rubbed off on me, and Adil for that matter&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;I was really mad at my Physics teacher today.&lt;br /&gt;Just because i did not see the question properly he said this :-&lt;br /&gt;Denice, read the question properly, use your eyes. Is there a problem with your eyes? I don't think so, so use them..."&lt;br /&gt;I was really irritated by that. I mean, who does he think he is? His just a teacher, He can't talk to me that way. He doesn't even give us back our test papers.&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, When u got home I called Wan yi up and had a lil chat with her.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. that's all for now. I gtg tution...babU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3637478179107469917?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3637478179107469917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3637478179107469917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3637478179107469917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3637478179107469917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-is-participating-for-earth-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-5803617173016805041</id><published>2009-03-25T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:10:39.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomly said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today we had school as usual....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the interesting thing was after Recess....Social Studies and Maths were canceled because of the IPP excercise....haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to seal all windows and doors.....for 1 hour....No electricty too....i was very hot in the classroom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But while we were putting up the trash bags to seal the windows...Me, Jessah and Joo Eun played with the scotch tape....putting it on people's backs...hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to put up the photo's i took....but....rather not...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.....After school had remedial and junk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my way home....i saw Shahib...and damn it!...haha...Anyways....I stopped by Eastpoint and went to popular...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boought a Crystal Puzzle.... A rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why....but i love roses....it's just beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways....went home and it took abt, 30mins. Tops!. to comeplete it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i also took some pictures of that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ScoQo1usBsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W21Kixj9ZAI/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317080603868006082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ScoQo1usBsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W21Kixj9ZAI/s200/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ScoQ4LHPgZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SZM44INqf48/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317080867306176914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ScoQ4LHPgZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SZM44INqf48/s200/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me,&lt;br /&gt;to stay with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-5803617173016805041?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/5803617173016805041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=5803617173016805041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5803617173016805041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/5803617173016805041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomly-said.html' title='Randomly said'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/ScoQo1usBsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/W21Kixj9ZAI/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7753299787018589720</id><published>2009-03-23T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T06:22:46.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did u think abt it??</title><content type='html'>today...wasn't that bad&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at the same time....bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;Classes were bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;but i have closer ties with some people....... After school i went straight to Bishan&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the bus...i was listening to my songs...and i didn't noticed jessah was there too...&lt;br /&gt;so like when we were in the bus...we sat at different seats....but when it was time to get off....there was a very idiot man....Spit on the bus!?....Damn him! I mean that was so sick right...&lt;br /&gt;anyways Jessah was on her way to Paya laybar.....and i was on my way to French class...that was when Ruswin called me and said that they weren't coming!...and i was like WTH!....felt like skipping french class...but rather not&lt;br /&gt;So...Adil was like decieding if he should go....and he didn't....was a little disappointed there....anyways....I got my French books back...&lt;br /&gt;I think im improving....i have a 60% confidence level, that i would pass this time..&lt;br /&gt;so like....b4 i went to class....i went to 77 street (or wadever it was called) and bought a handphone strap...&lt;br /&gt;and yea....it's awsome...haha&lt;br /&gt;so like...i went to french class after taking care of some library thing....*missing book*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.....class was so slow...OMG!...i spent most of the time smsing others....&lt;br /&gt;Names : Julian, Adil, Joo eun, Kevin&lt;br /&gt;Saw kevin that day too.,...he looked weird in blue.....*no offence, kev.*&lt;br /&gt;Blue is an awsome colour....haha. Well....saw kev. with a girl again....and oddly...the girl looked like one of my classmates...that was the scary thought...haha...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;Went home alone...sad right?....coz Adil didn't come to class...and well....i do remember the odd thing was.... i spent my break @ Library.....really hard to believe....but as u can see from my older blog posts....im changing back to my old slef....:-P&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.....guess i'll end here.....&lt;br /&gt;Vamous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7753299787018589720?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7753299787018589720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7753299787018589720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7753299787018589720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7753299787018589720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-u-think-abt-it.html' title='did u think abt it??'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-8442949698745567662</id><published>2009-03-21T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T07:28:29.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did u ever stop to wonder?</title><content type='html'>My day started at 12 so....&lt;br /&gt;12a.m : my family and me went to watch dragon ball...-_-" . Yea...it wasn't as bad as i thought....but it has no link to the animated one.... the show finished at 1+ i guess....&lt;br /&gt;we went home and slept&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up by my brother at 11:00 a.m because my french tution teacher came..haha...I had class first and practiced Conditional Passe and how to congregate stuff....&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom found abt Adil....at first she was pissed...but then awkwardly...she was fine after that....she was really conserned coz..she says that malays are allowed to have 4 wifes??...and because of our diet...and she also says that...Catholics aren't allowed to marry Muslims.... Well i got 1 thing to say abt that....I DON'T CARE!...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...we then went to Expo to check out furniture and designs for our new house... um...there was a thing there.....like free samples....of some thing.... then i took abt 20 of them....*you were suppose to take only 1* hehe&lt;br /&gt;Im going to turn them into bookmarks....and well....give it to some people i guess?... ok maybe not...it's mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... Me and my tution teacher told me some interesting things.... It may be sick...but it's interesting... Contact me if u want to know yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-8442949698745567662?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/8442949698745567662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=8442949698745567662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8442949698745567662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/8442949698745567662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/did-u-ever-stop-to-wonder.html' title='Did u ever stop to wonder?'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-3921099636444209558</id><published>2009-03-20T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T04:08:30.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting chat with you</title><content type='html'>Today, got up at around 6:30a.m&lt;br /&gt;and went to school. We had warmm ups and a revision b4 we went to VJC for the performance...&lt;br /&gt;But when we got there...Surprise, surprise. Clarissa was there&lt;br /&gt;Ok...nth much to say....we went up and perform, we went down from stage and heard other choires sing...&lt;br /&gt;But i'll remember 1 choir, VS and their "Meow, meow" song....haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... i wasn't really paying attention coz, i was playing a game on someone's phone...hehe&lt;br /&gt;But i was also disappointed... because *one particular reason*&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i got over that i guess...then i changed my cloths and watched a different movie...-.-'&lt;br /&gt;then went to BK to eat....walked around the mall and then went home&lt;br /&gt;B4 we went home.....we had an interesting chat....very interesting...^^&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... i found this very nice poem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Purity once had a name,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And beauty once had a face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life once had a meaning,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And once I was safe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once there was freedom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And once I could laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness once was alive,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And once I had another half.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once I shared his love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once I was by his side,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once I felt I fitted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So quickly that died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His grace so great,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;His beauty so vast,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever wanted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was for it to last.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fate maybe had another plan,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or maybe he had another love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it all fell apart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hand too big for the glove.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now it's all died away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness, joy, love; all memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I walk alone in this dark, dark world,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With no light to guide my way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why? but this poem speaks to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-3921099636444209558?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/3921099636444209558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=3921099636444209558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3921099636444209558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/3921099636444209558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/interesting-chat-with-you.html' title='interesting chat with you'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2802263214885262824</id><published>2009-03-18T00:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T00:23:23.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>practice makes perfect, but no one is perfect</title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Choir was ok...i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda hyper....but now it's gone...drank coffee&lt;br /&gt;So like, During choir, Mariel and me decided to play a game...each of us would say 1 syllable each and make a nonsense word....&lt;br /&gt;we made this:" Teacupehlolo..."[ tea - cup - eh - lolo]&lt;br /&gt;then we made a song out of it....haha...&lt;br /&gt;then at around 1+, He smsed me! yay! his back! i was literarly going insane without him.....Shahib and Christian should know...i was actually hitting my head till it hurts....anyways&lt;br /&gt;I think i pissed him off....sry abt that dear, u can do the hair for hope if u want to then, just remember the hat...or i'll be laughing my guts out...&lt;br /&gt;and well....nth much to say... other than...ME IS TIRED! no more insanity, that's no fun......&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ms lee shared an interesting story of a Crow bullying a Cat....&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee's story :-&lt;br /&gt;" So I drove pass a cat, a really fat cat, and it was minding its own busniess when suddenly a crow came and attacked it for no reason. The cat didn't move at all. And the crow did that for abt 5 times. And when i was driving back, the stupid cat was still there....."&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it was way more intesting when she told it....but that's all i remember her say...&lt;br /&gt;anyways.....i dunno wad else to say...&lt;br /&gt;gtg do hw now....babu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2802263214885262824?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2802263214885262824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2802263214885262824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2802263214885262824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2802263214885262824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/practice-makes-perfect-but-no-one-is.html' title='practice makes perfect, but no one is perfect'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-4815551063103219380</id><published>2009-03-16T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T05:50:25.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me! and me old self!</title><content type='html'>Hi people of the blogging world! a.k.a, friends!&lt;br /&gt;okay...so this year, i ain't being my normal self anymore....&lt;br /&gt;ok....let's list down the following things that i think i have changed in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not &lt;u&gt;Smile&lt;/u&gt; alot in school anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always do not do my hw &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't turn up for every choir practice ( too busy -.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do not hang out with wan yi and gang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not meet my expected goals&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trying to be a &lt;u&gt;mature&lt;/u&gt; person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being EMO! &lt;/em&gt;( &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;penknife went staby staby stab stab stab &lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So....those are the things i pretty much changed in.....i guess... hehe....So after much thinking ( ok, not thinking ,persay) and after much Finding....i found my old self! TADA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha!, The happy-go -lucky Girl i usually am. =). SO! these are some of the characteristics of my old self&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Smile&lt;/u&gt; everyday, even when it's a bad day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be damn guai ( ok....not so guai;))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn up for every choir practice , even if i have to drag myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hang out with wan yi and gang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not be too damn shy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk alot of nonsense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read interesting books..hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Be Extremely Lucky!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BE CHILDISH!!! WHEE!!&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiving person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hot tempered&lt;/u&gt;...( still working on changing that)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Making up my own punch lines or copying punch lines from TV or people....hehe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well....i guess that's most of my characteristics....:) I'll try stick to the old me...it's so much more fun than the person im being this year.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, i need you guys to tell me if im being boring....coz honestly.... IM NOT KNOWN TO BE BORING!, well sometimes yea....but still....ME IS NO BORING...E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha....Btw...I love my hair...so soft, so silky, so retared....haha.....thanks Andy, for the treatment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So....how did my day went so far,...im guessing im gonna put up 2 posts abt today coz it's only 12:42 pm now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so here it goes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today!! Woke up at around 6:45 a.m just to go to choir, made it just in time actucally....i always estimate time btw people!...hehe... And Choir started, We sang the Gaylang bla bla bla song....and then 3 min. break....Ms Lee asked me to sing more exciting and happy...and i was thinking..."How the heck am i suppose to do that? Jump around and sing ha?" Maybe i'll try that....hahaha.. Then we sang the Japanise song and then choir ended....well that ended faster than i tot it would&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then mariel and me took the MRT home.....and now im home typing this nonsense out...haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well...i'll stop there yea...the day still goes on....I WILL RETURN! BAM BAM BAM!* scared faces*.....haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG...im totally going insane.....Argh! I miss Adil!! I hate it when he goes to camp... i always end up with nth to do..... But....his finally coming back tmr,...yay!! hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ich liebe dich! Ti amo! Eu te amo! ¡Te amo! Je t'aime! Я тебя люблю! Ik houd van u! Σ'αγαπώ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-4815551063103219380?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/4815551063103219380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=4815551063103219380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4815551063103219380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/4815551063103219380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-and-me-old-self.html' title='Me! and me old self!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-2940024680337140909</id><published>2009-03-16T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:01:38.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plain dumb</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the month again!&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN it!&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up this morning, i was having stomach craps that i din even leave my bed until 1pm... then my maid said,"Better not go choir today, since u will be standing alot, im sure you would faint".&lt;br /&gt;Yes! that's how much it hurt ok!?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....bored today, since my baby is away in camp.....i have no sms buddy, but i guess that's a good thing coz, the last time my smses went to 3000 messages and my bill skyrocketed.... anyways, This moring, din even leave my bed, asked my maid to bring me my lappy to my bed adn wow....the instant i went online...Kai xiong talked to me....he must be really bored....&lt;br /&gt;Oh...i talked to Kevin too....&lt;br /&gt;Then when the stomach cramps went down, at around 3+.... I finally got off my bed and ate lunch and so my normal routine.....&lt;br /&gt;*note to self = Must go choir tmr....dun care if stomach cramps or not......*&lt;br /&gt;so yea....if your reading my blog Ms lee....there u go!!.....-.-"&lt;br /&gt;anyways.....i stayed in my room the rest of the day, doing holiday hw, French project, English project....&lt;br /&gt;yeap...done a few things....amazingly...&lt;br /&gt;OH! Belated happy 23rd Birthday Kuya Mark!.. Enjoy your time with Ate Grace, and 4 years this june.....wow!!&lt;br /&gt;Wan yi! i found 1! they lasted for more than 3 years....haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-2940024680337140909?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/2940024680337140909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=2940024680337140909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2940024680337140909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/2940024680337140909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/plain-dumb.html' title='plain dumb'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-1444526648982436484</id><published>2009-03-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:09:19.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(-_-'")</title><content type='html'>Today was okay, i guess&lt;br /&gt;Went to cat. class, then went home.....and then we went to Tampines Mall, We ate at Swensens...i had my usual, lamb chop, and well.... after that my mom, Ate MJ and me went to Minibites (or however it's spelled) and bought a hair band and a ring,&lt;br /&gt;I also became a member..... 15% in anything i buy at minitoons or minibites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i pretty much slept the day away.... But....i watched my shows, and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;and Finally .....SWEENEY TODD was shown in HBO from 15 - 22 March!&lt;br /&gt;I love that show......ok...it may be gloomy and emo....&lt;br /&gt;But i like the songs....i really think that Johhny Depp's voice is really nice....and he says he can't sing.....actually his voice is a lil sexy i think...&lt;br /&gt;The show....i also enjoy the blood shed...that is awsome...YES! I am a sadistic person!..@_@&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Well....the only thing i learned for that show, NEVER MESS WITH A MAN WHO HAS A KNIFE IN HIS HANDS&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;Also.....Sweeney Todd is interesting coz, In fact, it is a true story...&lt;br /&gt;As my memory serves me right....&lt;br /&gt;In the 1980's there was a demon barber that killed people in his barber shop and Mrs lovet uses the human meat to make into pies and serve them to her customers....and well...business went well from then on....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways....Choir practice tmr....argh! Well....1 thing to mention, If they say i can't join SYF, then who gives a damn!?.... i don't even like choir....it's really not my thing!&lt;br /&gt;okay...i should stop here...im starting to get pissed off....-.-***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-1444526648982436484?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/1444526648982436484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=1444526648982436484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1444526648982436484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/1444526648982436484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='(-_-&apos;&quot;)'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7364689931073544030.post-7570736630476450375</id><published>2009-03-13T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T04:53:53.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Report books returned!</title><content type='html'>well... as the title says....GOTTEN MY REPORT BOOK BACK!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------Subject---- Mark(%)- Grade---- Rank&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;English-------- 72.0---- 2---- ---3/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maths----------76.0---- 1---- ---10/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A-math--------55.0---- 5 -------19/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;humanities ---70.0---- 2---- ---5/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Science -------65.0 ----3 -------3/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Average: 68.0% MSG: 2.6 (expected MSG: 3.8) EL+MA+B3:13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Class position: 5/40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Urgh! i know...sucks right? i mean...i was aiming for 3rd position and was aiming to get at least a 75% on average! Wonder why i din get it....maybe i din try hard enough....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh well.....wad's done is done.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Again....today passed by quite quickly..... um...we got our report books during CT. And Gayatri cried coz she din get the grades she wants...and she is afraid that her mom would scold her....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways.....I was also quite pissed coz....i worked hard and only ended up in the top 5!?... why not top 3... yea...damn disappointed with myself there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yea...then we had choir rehearsals...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N i found out...during the holidays...there is choir training every damn day...like WTH right! Then we went home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom and me went to cut our hair....and well,.... I LOVE IT! maybe....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha....i'll end here,....BABU ppl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7364689931073544030-7570736630476450375?l=loverycka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/feeds/7570736630476450375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7364689931073544030&amp;postID=7570736630476450375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7570736630476450375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7364689931073544030/posts/default/7570736630476450375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loverycka.blogspot.com/2009/03/report-books-returned.html' title='Report books returned!'/><author><name>Erycka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10413595539246553002</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tigkpT1CprM/S_ppgbOmyaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/yWfMo6BNCSg/S220/IMG_2587.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
