<?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-7985046959909942154</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:23:39.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE GREEN ROBOTS :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-386865973866408348</id><published>2010-03-12T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:18:25.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I used to enjoy running, running away.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I always had to turn around, and head back to face up to the problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's unavoidable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-386865973866408348?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-881018026013294334</id><published>2010-02-16T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:49:10.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, good things fall apart so that better things can fall together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I need new markers, notebooks and stickers.&lt;br /&gt;I want to curl up with a good book to read, or a good movie to just munch and watch.&lt;br /&gt;And I want it to rain, so that I can see the rainbow that comes after, and splash in the puddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a greedy girl, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-881018026013294334?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/881018026013294334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=881018026013294334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/881018026013294334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/881018026013294334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-good-things-fall-apart-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8730252239671269026</id><published>2010-02-15T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:39:17.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/qqro7Sbmg34" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/qqro7Sbmg34" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what they call awesomeness. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Genie, I only said I won't say it so much, doesn't mean I'll stop entirely. :D Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8730252239671269026?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8730252239671269026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8730252239671269026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8730252239671269026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8730252239671269026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/02/redsoul-covers-2pm-tiktok-heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6396836463164942369</id><published>2010-02-13T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T16:21:15.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause when a heart breaks, no, it don't breakeven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends ttm. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Cause they make me realize how effing lucky I am. Tons of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to those yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a CNY resolution,&lt;br /&gt;stop saying the f word so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6396836463164942369?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6396836463164942369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6396836463164942369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6396836463164942369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6396836463164942369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/02/cause-when-heart-breaks-no-it-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4301661539213410624</id><published>2010-02-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:10:05.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just can't believe you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for morning to come&lt;br /&gt;When I see if the sun will rise&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you're by my side&lt;br /&gt;When we had so much in store&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is it all reaching for&lt;br /&gt;When we're through building memories&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold yesterday in my heart, in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take tomorrow and the plans we made&lt;br /&gt;They can take the music that we never play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take the future that we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;They can take the places that we said we would go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always choose to stay&lt;br /&gt;I should be thankful for every day&lt;br /&gt;Heaven knows what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Or at least how the story goes&lt;br /&gt;I never believed until now&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not selfish to ask for more&lt;br /&gt;One more night one more day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;One more smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;But they can't take yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take tomorrow and the plans we made&lt;br /&gt;They can take the music that we never play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take the future that we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;They can take the places that we said we would go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought our days would last forever&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't our destiny&lt;br /&gt;Cause in my mind we had so much time&lt;br /&gt;But I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;No I can believe that&lt;br /&gt;I can still find the strength in the moments we made&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking back on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take tomorrow and the plans we made&lt;br /&gt;They can take the music that we never play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can take the future that we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;They can take the places that we said we would go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All the broken dreams, take everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just take it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They can never have yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4301661539213410624?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4301661539213410624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4301661539213410624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4301661539213410624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4301661539213410624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-just-cant-believe-youre-gone-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4385872224688631811</id><published>2010-02-06T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:21:01.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S200IQC95iI/AAAAAAAAAbw/X1VlTnTrch4/s1600-h/tumblr_ktypxadHrU1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S200IQC95iI/AAAAAAAAAbw/X1VlTnTrch4/s320/tumblr_ktypxadHrU1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435057641657067042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets keep holding on but now &lt;s&gt;s&lt;/s&gt;he's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so &lt;u&gt;far&lt;/u&gt; gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUY LIT TEXTS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;OG13 is awesome.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4385872224688631811?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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fly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3479974890521064273?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3479974890521064273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3479974890521064273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3479974890521064273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3479974890521064273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-this-is-how-it-feels-like-to-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S1MXF8bk8rI/AAAAAAAAAbo/yqelnsiOpx0/s72-c/3aaa6e21318e43b34c39c173650b967b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6820799971885780407</id><published>2010-01-16T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:08:48.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:bradley hand itc;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Ransom notes keep falling out of your mouth,&lt;br /&gt;mid-sweet talk, newspaper words cut-outs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's only when we're up so high, that we realize, how small we are. Yet it's so ironic, that such small beings, do such drastic things that can affect the rest of this big, huge, enormous space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6820799971885780407?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6820799971885780407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6820799971885780407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6820799971885780407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6820799971885780407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/01/ransom-notes-keep-falling-out-of-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8197147275159617146</id><published>2010-01-11T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:23:43.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S0spNa81WOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z8Nkgj0T-qM/s1600-h/tumblr_kvulhjx4Fc1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S0spNa81WOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z8Nkgj0T-qM/s320/tumblr_kvulhjx4Fc1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425475486647408866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First official day of school, I'm exhausted already. It seems somewhat scary though, the years are flying by so fast. Soon, I'll be out in the open, out in the real world. Cheer up my loves, it's gonna be okay. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; My feelings are so freaking mixed up now. Wtf. Idk if I'm angry, sad, worried, happy or just plain tired. I'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;XK, I was barely there for the OGL camp, what's there to update about! Haha, loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8197147275159617146?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8197147275159617146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8197147275159617146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8197147275159617146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8197147275159617146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-official-day-of-school-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/S0spNa81WOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Z8Nkgj0T-qM/s72-c/tumblr_kvulhjx4Fc1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2942355794552024306</id><published>2010-01-07T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T22:22:09.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey bitch, didn't your mum ever teach you that staring is really rude? Keep your freaking eyes to yourself. You don't have the right to judge me just by my appearance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2942355794552024306?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2942355794552024306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2942355794552024306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2942355794552024306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2942355794552024306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-bitch-didnt-your-mum-ever-teach-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1008625427583126453</id><published>2009-12-26T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:10:05.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#HUNDRED</title><content type='html'>I want my Samsung CorbyPro please~! Faster come Singapore, and faster drop in price, (: Ah it's so damned freaking gorgeous. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm so jealous of those people who can play piano by ear! So so so so so so jealous. Haha, I wanna play so many songs, but I'm *blink blink* lost. Why're the songs all so deefeekult. ): My left hand can't coordinate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting very&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; soon. Oh em gee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, yay yay yay Brian has moved house and is 5 stops away from me! :D His condo got squash courts, can go there and play! And can use the gym freely, teehee~ Bye bye negative stamina. :D I will &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; be lazy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very lazy to reply tags one by one since they all are about the same thing. So hiiii back! :) I'm damn late, but oh well~ That reminds me, I need to superglue my sole again. T_T I need new sports shoes, but so lazy to buy. Me see no nice shoes anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1008625427583126453?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1008625427583126453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1008625427583126453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1008625427583126453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1008625427583126453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/12/hundred.html' title='#HUNDRED'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6390577552276328039</id><published>2009-11-26T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T23:09:10.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/Sw6Vp2AZZsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tfoVGNWbhsE/s1600/DSC05536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/Sw6Vp2AZZsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tfoVGNWbhsE/s320/DSC05536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408424748622898882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'll forget the world that I knew.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay today went with darling K4 to City Square Mall, and we ate Seoul Garden&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome. Miss all the times that we've spent together m'dears. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; It'll be so awesome, if all four of us could row a K4 again for fun! Through the heavy rains and the scorching sun! It was retarded, eating ourselves very full, laughing around, and everything! Teriyaki chicken ftw. :) &amp;amp;The stupid chicken meatball never came idiot. To conclude, today was simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/Sw6VqFkV9XI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tdxvUxESI50/s1600/10956_181978187634_736777634_3023311_5833013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/Sw6VqFkV9XI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tdxvUxESI50/s320/10956_181978187634_736777634_3023311_5833013_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408424752800200050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ve you&lt;/span&gt;, another outing soon!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6390577552276328039?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6390577552276328039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6390577552276328039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6390577552276328039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6390577552276328039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninetynine.html' title='#NINETYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/Sw6Vp2AZZsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tfoVGNWbhsE/s72-c/DSC05536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2337544172288294361</id><published>2009-11-12T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:34:43.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYEIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Lf7ruDNhPyE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Lf7ruDNhPyE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2337544172288294361?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2337544172288294361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2337544172288294361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2337544172288294361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2337544172288294361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninetyeight.html' title='#NINETYEIGHT'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2215163705150704020</id><published>2009-11-09T15:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:18:55.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If only&lt;/span&gt; time could replay,&lt;br /&gt;I'll have it replay on that very day, that very hour, that very minute, those few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If only&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese tomorrow, don't know how to study. But after tomorrow, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; more Chinese! :) &amp;amp;That sounds like a really awesome thought. &amp;amp;It'll be reality after tomorrow! Whoopedeedoo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2215163705150704020?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2215163705150704020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2215163705150704020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2215163705150704020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2215163705150704020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninetyseven.html' title='#NINETYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5537075631034478538</id><published>2009-11-03T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:46:15.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYSIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SvBBiRdYp7I/AAAAAAAAAak/hNe0_7ouIR4/s1600-h/c1b4a8299d3978ddbbfb653b40d69c4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SvBBiRdYp7I/AAAAAAAAAak/hNe0_7ouIR4/s320/c1b4a8299d3978ddbbfb653b40d69c4a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399888010275235762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every chance&lt;/span&gt; we have just seems to go up in smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate you mf, stop restarting you bitch. Let me watch my show in peace, tyvm. Stop being such a mf. Rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse's Crash&amp;amp;Burn. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5537075631034478538?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5537075631034478538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5537075631034478538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5537075631034478538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5537075631034478538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/11/ninetysix.html' title='#NINETYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SvBBiRdYp7I/AAAAAAAAAak/hNe0_7ouIR4/s72-c/c1b4a8299d3978ddbbfb653b40d69c4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3907878069176467049</id><published>2009-10-25T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:15:50.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYFIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SuRqpuuO1RI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3z5S2f_EeIA/s1600-h/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SuRqpuuO1RI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3z5S2f_EeIA/s320/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396555518645818642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:hand of sean;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO EVERYONE TAKING O LEVELS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love and well wishes, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;(I just realized how much numbers I've lost. *Frowns*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I got my mint sunflower seeds!&lt;br /&gt;Results tomorrow. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3907878069176467049?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3907878069176467049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3907878069176467049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3907878069176467049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3907878069176467049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/10/ninetyfive.html' title='#NINETYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SuRqpuuO1RI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3z5S2f_EeIA/s72-c/Danbo_Four_Leaf_Clover_by_pg_images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6085228713791112260</id><published>2009-10-21T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:15:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYFOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/St8k-oRS3OI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TdCKYbLltwg/s1600-h/3190540788_f6ca30e71a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/St8k-oRS3OI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TdCKYbLltwg/s320/3190540788_f6ca30e71a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395071536993590498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're living in a den of thieves,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rummaging for &lt;u&gt;answers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in the pages&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6085228713791112260?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6085228713791112260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6085228713791112260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6085228713791112260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6085228713791112260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/10/ninetyfour.html' title='#NINETYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/St8k-oRS3OI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TdCKYbLltwg/s72-c/3190540788_f6ca30e71a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5344633713983836758</id><published>2009-10-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:05:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYTHREE</title><content type='html'>I can't freaking find it anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy constant that was once there,&lt;br /&gt;is now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5344633713983836758?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5344633713983836758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5344633713983836758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5344633713983836758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5344633713983836758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/10/ninetythree.html' title='#NINETYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-236048177062505415</id><published>2009-10-19T15:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:33:07.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYTWO</title><content type='html'>You're Beautiful eng subs're finally out! :D&lt;br /&gt;But they're subbing very&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; slowly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 1, part 3 only. What is this! &amp;amp;It's already at episode 6 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(!)&lt;/span&gt; Please sub faster kthx. People like me are korean-speaking idiots, so I badly need the subs. :) It's weird to watch them and not understanding whatever they are saying. Sloth subbers, please sub faster. Appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Youku! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so awesome, compared to zshare, megavideo, etc etc etc. :D Youtube loves to cut off the last part, which totally suckz. Yay, I'm spamming loading 90210 'cause there's nothing much to watch right now. GossipGirl tomorrow! :D &amp;amp;BBT and TAAHM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and I said I'll exercise.&lt;br /&gt;But I ended up eating sinful chocolate brownie cookies and stoning before the computer bug-eyed. :D I'll start exercising, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon enough&lt;/span&gt;. :) My stamina is prolly negative now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;You got me standing at the bottom of this mountain that we've made&lt;br /&gt;And the ground is shaking from all of our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But there's no one, nothing but us in our way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's a matter of time, we can &lt;u&gt;rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-236048177062505415?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/236048177062505415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=236048177062505415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/236048177062505415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/236048177062505415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/10/ninetytwo.html' title='#NINETYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8265998801335088126</id><published>2009-10-17T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:55:08.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETYONE</title><content type='html'>Yay exams're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; over! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/StnMwo9FETI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/27tQmS6wBO8/s1600-h/ffe3teywmqf4hzvnodzpka64o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/StnMwo9FETI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/27tQmS6wBO8/s320/ffe3teywmqf4hzvnodzpka64o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393567164752269618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(500) Days of Summer was simply awesome. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I want to rewatch it again, it was just beautiful. &amp;amp;Joseph has the loveliest smile ever. :) And walking from PlazaSing to the Flyer wasn't &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; bad. If only it wasn't that hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover @ Qiqi's was fun. And fattening. And lazy. And tiring. And retarded. Love you guys muchlys. :) Haha. Charcoal hands! Qiqi's house is super nice for slacking, I shall crash her house even more often from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can watch all my shows without feeling any guilt. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Absolutely&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;You're like an Indian summer in the middle of winter&lt;br /&gt;Like a hard candy with a surprise center&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8265998801335088126?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8265998801335088126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8265998801335088126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8265998801335088126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8265998801335088126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2009/10/ninetyone.html' title='#NINETYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/StnMwo9FETI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/27tQmS6wBO8/s72-c/ffe3teywmqf4hzvnodzpka64o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2898580170650293028</id><published>2008-11-06T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:27:03.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/r_unawaylove"&gt;xanga.com/r_unawaylove&lt;/a&gt;. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2898580170650293028?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2898580170650293028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2898580170650293028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2898580170650293028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2898580170650293028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/11/ninety.html' title='#NINETY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2798196061098308237</id><published>2008-11-03T23:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:17:43.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:bradley hand itc;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;The broken hearts and torn up letters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Girl you just can't dance forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you want to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to keep myself busier. I keep thinking of you. Even reading throws my mind back to you. Every single little itty bitty thing, links back to you. Those thoughts, I can't keep thinking. Those dreams, I shouldn't be dreaming. It's time to leave them behind. Move on, move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel, stop be lazy. Get out of the house, do something. Stop stoning around and letting those thoughts nag at you. You say you need to fix your comp, you say you need to cut your hair, you say you need to shop, you say you need to get a tan, you say you need to skateboard, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fix my comp, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asap&lt;/span&gt;. It's been almost a month. I will, I should, I must do it by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing something reckless, something crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Only that I don't know what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2798196061098308237?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2798196061098308237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2798196061098308237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2798196061098308237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2798196061098308237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/11/eightynine_03.html' title='#EIGHTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3211139058941102319</id><published>2008-10-31T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T23:32:43.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYEIGHT</title><content type='html'>Two days of holidays and I'm already bored. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantastic&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just my plain laziness of loading shows. Okay fine, I loaded HSM3 yesterday, unfortunately, the website claimed that I've watched like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10000+ mins in a day&lt;/span&gt; that I couldn't watch after like 20mins. Yeah right, I'm sure a day has that many minutes. Anyway, the show was rather retarded. I'm quite lazy to go reload. Stupid Megavideo did that to my Made Of Honour too. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored I'm bored I'm super dee duperly bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren doesn't want to play SS with me, partly causing this boredom. ): &amp;amp;She's insisting I go reload HSM3. Lazy. :D I do nothing but sleep eat comp tv at home. But the tv is pretty boring in the morning. Spore should seriously consider getting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nicer shows&lt;/span&gt;. :) :) :) Facebook gets boring after awhile of playing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;pizza&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trick or treat&lt;/span&gt;, Halloween today. Didn't go for the usual estate rounds. Neither did Kristal. Jasmine went to follow her friend at her friend's place. I was too lazy. :D &amp;amp;Kinda tired after training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband was so sweet yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladys (: says:&lt;br /&gt;my heart is still (U)&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;whhhhyy! ):&lt;br /&gt;gladys (: says:&lt;br /&gt;cause its missing you to mend its broken-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I L&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU GLADYS HUSBAND.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not cheating on you ._. She simply doesn't trust that I'm not having an affair behind her back. Bleh ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going back to Neopets. :D Tomorrow should be a better day. Changi Airport. Hahaha xD I need to go do something about my hair soon! ): I don't like my fringe, it's weird now, really weird. Should I go bangs? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;balloonman.: :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloon ran out of air. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;qiqi: HELLLLO YOU POOP! love youuu. icecream+popcorn chicken+whipped potato=yummyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHIPPED POTATO. :D :D Hahaha, I'm hungry right now. &amp;amp;I can't get my food cause my sis is in the room. Later she see she want to take. I feel so selfish. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;qiqi: wah alvyn! didn't know you visit hazel's blog one. hahah! and hazel where got cheem omg. HAHA. you look closely, her posts nothing cheem. HAHA. i think you mistook the book stuff for her words! hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Just Listen is reallyreally nice book btw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chendol: hazel gohh!! iie lurbbe lurbbe euu worhxzx.. haha.. love you sexy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, iie lurbbe lurbbe euu tuuhzx. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YENHUA :D: HEY DOODE :D HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YENHUA :D: *HOW'S LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE'S BORING AS USUAL. :B HOW'S YOURS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YJ: lol omg. dumb girl. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh whatever, you dumb boy. Haha, sounds like dumbo, you flying elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Minh: I really need to buy sunglasses asap since I'm ab to fly back already &gt;&lt;. tell me where to buyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cineleisureeee have. Everywhere have! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Minh: Tks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, welcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Minh: Nice one Hazel. I waited 2 hrs at school, and finally had to go back by main gate D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrrrrrraaayye! ): ): I really didn't mean it okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOUTH SHUT&lt;/span&gt;; The Veronicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut from the start&lt;br /&gt;I guess I left you in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You thought you knew me but you don't&lt;br /&gt;You say you'll love me but you wont&lt;br /&gt;When you find out who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut for too long&lt;br /&gt;All this time you got me wrong&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in this way too far&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;Tear everything we had apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm feeling lost&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;The reasons are gone&lt;br /&gt;For why I was holding on to you&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To be the one&lt;br /&gt;I don't like who I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't keep my mouth shut anymore&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share of closing doors&lt;br /&gt;Now I know I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm feeling lost&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;The reasons are gone&lt;br /&gt;For why I was holding on to you&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To be the one&lt;br /&gt;I don't like who I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;(I kept inside of me for all this time)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Thought that I could make it work if I just tried)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;(But I'm sorry to admit that I have lived a lie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm feeling lost&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&lt;br /&gt;The reasons are gone&lt;br /&gt;For why I was holding on to you&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;To be the one&lt;br /&gt;I don't like who I've become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth shut for too long&lt;br /&gt;Now I know that it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I told you from the start&lt;br /&gt;That this was never meant to last&lt;br /&gt;We should've never gone this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't keep my mouth shut anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3211139058941102319?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3211139058941102319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3211139058941102319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3211139058941102319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3211139058941102319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightyeight.html' title='#EIGHTYEIGHT'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3456802092387165842</id><published>2008-10-29T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:53:18.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>When you're just screaming inside, and you can't let your feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last day of school&lt;/span&gt;! :B Terribly well spent, with science ._. Okay fine, the first video wasn't that boring, in fact, the creatures were rather cute/disgusting. :D Especially that little cute balloony bobbing thing. :D Many left LT in the middle of the thing, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Last day of schools were meant to be a whole lot more,... exciting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe there ain't partings, maybe there ain't any goodbyes said this year. But it brings me back to last year. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SC, I still terribly miss&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in the past that I just simply can't push aside and just dump away like that. I miss you guysssss. ): ): ): 1CO'06, 2GR'07, SCNCC, BadSociety, Pandions, RandomBabes, OOFamily, oppa, husband, platoonmates,... and the rest. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I regret for the 192840198509236486th time for coming NJ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3456802092387165842?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3456802092387165842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3456802092387165842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3456802092387165842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3456802092387165842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightyseven.html' title='#EIGHTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7573676298770105389</id><published>2008-10-25T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:56:50.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYSIX</title><content type='html'>Hazel needs to go do something about her hair veryveryvery soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds bimbo, but whatever. I need to fix my laptop too! I bet the virus prolly took over my laptop and killed my comp so it's now left for the dead ._. It's been almost &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three weeks&lt;/span&gt;, (I think) and I haven't sent it to a repair shop. This is so kuku. And I need a therapy shopping spree. Just that, I have no kachiiingzx. ): Sponsor me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was such a dumb day. I brought the camera to school, happily wanting to take photos. In the end, when I took it out, and tried to turn it on, I realised that it couldn't be turned on. So I wanted to check the battery, and in the end it turned out that, I didn't even bring the battery ._______. I left it at home. So dumb hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then other dumb thing, I couldn't find my handphone in my bag, so I thought that I probably left it at home. So for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; day, I was so sian-ed without my handphone .__. Towards the end of the day, on the bus home, I felt something vibrating in my bag. I realised, I freaking brought my handphone .______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so freaking dumb ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it was a horridly embarrassing day. Thanks to Genie and Qi. Rawr ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, searching for baby names is quite fun. (: There's this two names, Anemone and Alake xD Then Lauren was so lame about it. "You be Anemone, I'm Alake. You're in me! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anemone in A-lake&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, wtcrap man, seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nobody wants to go it on their own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And everyone wants to know they're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there somebody else that feels the same somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7573676298770105389?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7573676298770105389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7573676298770105389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7573676298770105389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7573676298770105389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightysix.html' title='#EIGHTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2357487370065165322</id><published>2008-10-24T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:12:18.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SQHlbh1tAjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4DmfQcJKuvg/s1600-h/bestfriends%3Bspongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SQHlbh1tAjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4DmfQcJKuvg/s320/bestfriends%3Bspongebob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260738100848296498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, please believe me&lt;br /&gt;Find it in your heart to reach me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Promise&lt;/u&gt; not to leave me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2357487370065165322?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2357487370065165322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2357487370065165322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2357487370065165322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2357487370065165322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightyfive.html' title='#EIGHTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SQHlbh1tAjI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4DmfQcJKuvg/s72-c/bestfriends%3Bspongebob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6419472681487177314</id><published>2008-10-22T22:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:58:07.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>Addiction. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAKE YOU SMILE&lt;/span&gt;; +44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw you, you turned away&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you with the Sun shining in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I said "Hello" but you kept on walking&lt;br /&gt;I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last time I saw you, you turned away&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear you with your voice ringing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you, you're always so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you, you turned away&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see you with the smoke getting in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I said "Hello" but you kept on walking&lt;br /&gt;I'm going deaf from the sound of the DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you, you turned away&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear with the noise ringing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you, you're always so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't, don't wanna take you home&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could, I'd only want to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would stay with me a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I see you, you'll turn away&lt;br /&gt;I'll say "Hello" but you'll keep on walking&lt;br /&gt;The next time you see me, I'll turn away&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember where we used to sleep at night,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel you, you're always too far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't, don't wanna take you home&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could, I'd only want to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would stay with me a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't, don't wanna take you home&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, don't make me sleep alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I could, I'd only want to make you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would stay with me a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6419472681487177314?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6419472681487177314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6419472681487177314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6419472681487177314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6419472681487177314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightyfour.html' title='#EIGHTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7037938287322391131</id><published>2008-10-21T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:37:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>Hazel is still horrigibily wobbily &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a gay day. :) Rhymes! Hahaha. Bus-ed to school, supposed to do maktab but end up Grace did. xD Cause I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; late. Then, EB/ER. Omg, so boring ._. Editing of videos, and watching of videos. Hahaha. After that, went down to KAP makan. I owe people kachiiingzx. ): I need my allowance, and to top up my EZLink card! :\ Graah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genie and I left early, wanted to play bball, but end up started raining! ._. We were the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uber cool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;emo&lt;/s&gt; kids walking through the rain with black hoodies. :) Then, stoned in canteen. Talked to Qi and Kuanloong. Lame conversations about Genie's husband, and Kuanloong's gay partner, Freddy. So damn gay. Then, slacked in hall control for awhile, before going down to slack at OAC store. Hahaha, slacking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt;! ._. Played bball. :) :) Then went to Island with Qi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent most of the time slacking in bed. :D Woke up like 10plus, then went back to sleep. I am such a pig, but heck. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleep is &lt;u&gt;good&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :) :) :) Then packed my table for awhile. So freaky, a lizard jumped out of nowhere, I was like, :O (!!!) Freaked the shit out of me. Then went for training, then Swensens for icecream with Qi. :) Hahaha. I feel so piiiig. Like replacing all the fats I lost! ._. After Swensens, went to KFC! HAHA. :D We are damn pigs man! Then walked home from ThomsonPlaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the person who left the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; balloon&lt;/span&gt; outside my house! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I super love it damn damn damn loads. :D Thank youuuuu! You sms me go out of the house, I was still all blur. Then I go out, I saw the balloon bobbing there, I was so darn happy. :) Hehe, sorry for all the trouble you went through! Appreciate it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9pm show on Channel 8 is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt; gay. &amp;amp;Rather gross though. :\ The mad doctor, was wearing crocs! Which right mind doctor would wear crocs! No wonder he's kinda maaad! :D &amp;amp;I can predict what the people say. Hazel is uberly cool! B) Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Newater trip, even gayer! ._. So kuku la, we go Newater don't know how many times already! Oh welll, but tomorrow OAC going cycling. :) :) Heheeee. I very long never cycle already! Okay, not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; long. Since that time went Sentosa! Which was like, just after exams! Hahaha. :) Eh that's less than a month ago! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm going back to my Neopets now. :) BoA's EatYouUp full MV is finally out. :) :) Hahaha. I'm going to watch it first nyaha. BoA is so darn hot! *Droooools* Turn lesbian for her! :O LOL. &amp;amp;She super dee duper talented. :) :) I'm gonna steal her tragus piercing! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Olivia: HAHA!! eh WRONG WRONG is YOU push to me lor :P haha.. nvm we can take one each.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; push you! HUH! What we take one each! Hahaha. Only one was chasing you lurhzx. :) Go adopt baby monkey, I help you look after! :) So damn cute hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Olivia: ehs! you damn bad nvr come tag my board :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okayokay, I go taaaaaag. :) :) You ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Nadine: haha yay, roses and butterflies. i like the piano intro at the beginning! (: and i miss the tadpoles and prawns a lot a lot! let's go botanics to catch 'em again! o:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesss! :) Oh man, I feel like going to play FFR now. Okay I shall xD Lol! ._. Yesss. ): I miss coming home to see the tadpoles! ): ): Yes, we should go catch again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;michelle: LINK ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, okay, uh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOON&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could be your angel&lt;br /&gt;Your angel, Your angel&lt;br /&gt;Protect you from the pain&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you safe from danger&lt;br /&gt;You'll never hurt again&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7037938287322391131?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7037938287322391131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7037938287322391131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7037938287322391131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7037938287322391131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightythree.html' title='#EIGHTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2200010666558322315</id><published>2008-10-20T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:53:20.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYTWO</title><content type='html'>Hazel is super extremely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B-O-R-E-D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go Youtube, and watch Pocoyo. If they have it online. :D Freaking cute! :D Should totally watch, teehee. :) :) HAHAHA, omg they have! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bxu3jfqpItE"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bxu3jfqpItE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH. :D I feel so gay, but heck. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damndamndamn cute&lt;/span&gt;! :D Bwahaha. Pocoyo is so damn cute! :) :) I'm going mad over some kids' show character. I must be mad, but who cares. :D Freaking damn cute! I'm going to search for WordWorld next, HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so damn gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeyer, they don't have WordWorld on Youtube. ): I'm upset, I'm heartbroken, I'm feeling retarded ._____. Hahaha, WordWorld is even gay-er than Pocoyo. :) Pocoyo is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CUTE&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I feel like some small kid manzxzx. I want to be a small kid again again again! :) Being a teen is so bor-uh-inggg. :D :D I'm just randomly ranting, so this is some random post. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I got some funnyfunny bump at the back of my head. Poke poke pokeeeey. It's so fun to play with, and I think I am getting overly hyper from the lack of sleep. Even though I napped just now. :D I should go sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED A NEW BOOK TO READ&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;br /&gt;I really damndamndamn bored when got nothing to read! I practically read every single damned book at home at least twice! .___. Maybe I should go re-read Tsubasa. :D :D But finish already do what! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/span&gt;, get me Tsubasa! :) I got until book 14/15(?) only! ): Come out until don't know what already hahah! (: Syaoraaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUBBLEWRAP&lt;/span&gt;. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;I hate you, I can't stand you, I really can't take this anymore. Stop putting me down like I can't feel at all. Give it a thought, it's not always my fault. You have to shoulder the blame too. I reallyreallyreally feel like punchbox-ing you. Bleh, asshole. I hate, I hate, I hate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. Just let me feel proud of myself, for once? When I'm feeling so freaking damn happy, you shoot me all the way down. Thanks super damn tons.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;YJ: lol kristal's expression like u gonna kill her or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, keeeeeeeell you! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;JAS:D: HAHA I AM CHIO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Coughs* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;chendol: hazel ahh.. u forgot to mention that jasmine has a cooler chinese name than u.. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, whatever! Mine is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FINE&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rooke: lol!! u still havent linked me!! haha.. its okay.. i changed links.. link my new one.. thanks in advance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okayokay. I'm super damn lazy to link people. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rooke: i take it you ♥ jesse mccartney.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I heart Jesse McCartney! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lukeyyy: YAY! EOM FINALLY OVER! :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, EOM! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lukeyyy: *EMT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yeapyeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lukeyyy: slacking period now! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, slackslackslacking! :) Slack until bored ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Olivia: HAZEL GOH!! ahahahhaa.. see ya soon!! monkeys love you FOREVER ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, see you soon too dear! :) Haha, they love you lah! They upset already, you keep pushing their love for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Olivia: hazel.. life sucks :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never did rock. Cheer up loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Minh: Nice birthday, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, sarcasm or really? Uhhh, thanks? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lukeyyy: happy bdae lazyy pok! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kelly: Aye Hazel Goh! Don't need to be jealous of your sister! You are pretty! You can be jealous of my height instead. HAHAHA xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What height! Whatever manzxzx xP You only 4cm taller than me. One day, I WILL OVERSHOOT YOU. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;JED: hey babobeixzxz! (: hahah. RELINK ME! &amp;amp;tag (: you can totally admire your daddy at my blog luh. heh. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeeello mother! Hahaha, eeyer, my daddy so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;! :O Get better one la! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;qiqi: hi hazel, this is really random. heheh, love you so much. (: cheer up alright, i'll always be there for you. and you'll be there for me too right? (: same plight. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I love love love you too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;michelle: yoo hazel WE HAVE COOL BIRTHDAYS hhaha you remembered mine good girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yeah manzxzx. :B Of course! :) I've got goodgood memory! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;alvyn: wah! this is the same Hazel goh qi xuan that i see in school everyday??? Wow never knew you'd think so cheem-ly de! lol you're posts sound so serious de sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha really meh! Must spell my whoooole name out somemore ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;alvyn: ok, maybe not all sound so serious.... so many about idols and actors -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, whateeeever! Where got so many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Olivia: MONKEYS LOVE U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkeys love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate is a strong word,&lt;br /&gt;But I really really really don't like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2200010666558322315?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2200010666558322315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2200010666558322315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2200010666558322315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2200010666558322315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightytwo.html' title='#EIGHTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2329854494056927799</id><published>2008-10-18T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:41:34.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTYONE</title><content type='html'>Reading, an escape from reality. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading Sarah Dessen's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Listen&lt;/span&gt;. Second time already though. It's a beautiful book haha, at least one of the few that creates a huge impact on me. Just finished it. I think some time soon when I'm free, I'll go down to some bookstores and look for other of her books. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was beginning to understand, though, that there were no such things as absolutes, not in life or in people. Like Owen said, it was day by day, if not moment by moment. All you could do was take on as much weight as you bear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And &lt;u&gt;if&lt;/u&gt; you're lucky, there's someone close enough by to shoulder the rest.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so many sentences and words that just click sense together. :) Which is really nice, haha. Life doesn't always make sense, which really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All I'd ever wanted was to forget. But even when I though I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below. A pink shirt, a rhyme with my name, the feeling of hands on my neck. Because this is what happens when you try to run from the past. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It doesn't just catch up: it overtakes, blotting out the future, the landscape, the very sky, until there is no path left except which leads through it, &lt;u&gt;the only one that can ever get you home&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new book to read. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Day today. :) Hahaha, rhymes. Day, today. Reached school around 10plus, met Qi at the grandstand. Went down to OAC. Yaaaay, mini-bbq. Marshmallows, fishballs and sausages. :) Walked around the school. Saw Sandra and Zealyn. :D Hehehe. I like the OAC structure. It's kinda like a mini place to sit, stone, and think. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bubble wrap&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Haha, basketball-ed after that. Then PepperLunch-ed with Nadine. :) &amp;amp;I'm pretty sleepy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R.I.P 081008-121008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 8 tadpoles. ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;The prawns too. ):&lt;br /&gt;(Though I forgot what date they died.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm off to watch GossipGirl. Or some movie. :) Or Neopets. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROSES AND BUTTERFLIES&lt;/span&gt;; Making April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see where you are&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you're enjoying it so far&lt;br /&gt;I would love to escape, but now I'm bound&lt;br /&gt;By the of burn of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Looking on as I'm starting to realize&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pawn in your game and this is checkmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the roses lift their heads to catch a glimpse of my demise&lt;br /&gt;You'll be throwing lies around like ocean waves throw down the tides&lt;br /&gt;And they are breaking on my shore&lt;br /&gt;And the rescue team won't save me now I'm out too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll waste these nights for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be holding onto you forever&lt;br /&gt;And this is where my heart is cold and torn&lt;br /&gt;As I read the words you wrote last night&lt;br /&gt;The butterflies are creeping through my spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a thrill I can't shake&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know we've been writing a mistake&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to erase the feelings I've drawn&lt;br /&gt;I was caught in an awkward silence&lt;br /&gt;Broken down by the sound of your prelude that you played&lt;br /&gt;To open our symphony&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleeping with the sunrise watching hours pass away&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally I'm just waiting for the dusk to kill the day&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm waiting for your call&lt;br /&gt;While I bang on this piano like you care at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll waste these nights for a while&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be holding onto you forever&lt;br /&gt;And this is where my heart is cold and torn&lt;br /&gt;As I hear the words you're saying tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling for them every single time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the roses dip their heads a little further to the ground&lt;br /&gt;There's a season change and all the pinks and whites have turned to brown&lt;br /&gt;Will we make it through the fall yeah are we gonna make it through this fall&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I don't wanna fall with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying, we're dying, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm taken by your hope-filled lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're well designed and dragging me along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be waiting for this chance and I'll be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2329854494056927799?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2329854494056927799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2329854494056927799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2329854494056927799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2329854494056927799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eightyone.html' title='#EIGHTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8928903436597818737</id><published>2008-10-15T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:19:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTY</title><content type='html'>I'm damn pekchek! D: D: D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things that you just want so freaking badly, you just simply don't get it. Makes me kinda regret the past entire year. Nevermind Hazel, next year &lt;b&gt;mustmustmust&lt;/b&gt; jiayou. :) Then can be! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the weather was horrible! ._. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAAAAAAAAAAAMN &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm burning up, burning up, for you baaaaby&lt;/span&gt;. :) Went to make IC in the morning with Qi, then was eating at Tiong Bahru when Genie called to tell us she was done at the bank. We thought she gonna take super long, so stop by Tiong first. Still wanted to go my place put down my bag, so in the end didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball-ed after that. :) The sun &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot&lt;/u&gt;! Basketball-ed with the usual eight of us, except no Nadine. At least better than yesterday. Yesterday it was like the weather couldn't make up its mind. Sun, rain, sun, rain, sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that eBroadcast. Shan't say too much. :) Then, OAC. Haha, structure building. Then basketball-ed with Genie, Qi, Eugene and Kuanloong. After that played Shoot Shag Marry, without Kuanloong. Hahaha xD It was kinda weeeeeird .___. Then Alvyn and Nadine came, Truth or Dare! So lame la, hahaha. But Nadine's dare was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; retarded. &amp;amp;The guy kind of did the unexpected. Or at least I didn't expect him to do so. Wtcrap hahaha. Left rather late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Now I'm stoning at home. I don't know if I should pack my stuff, or watch something, or go sleep. After all, there's pretty much nothing on tomorrow. :D Nyahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll sleep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;. Quite tired actually. :) Teehee. &amp;amp;I'm still lazy to reply tags. I'm horribly addicted to BigBang's english lyrics! The korean sub-ed over one haha. Thanks to BBF for sending 'em over. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This love got me high, I’m soarin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby girl, you know I live for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I’ll never ever hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Without you, there’s no life in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8928903436597818737?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8928903436597818737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8928903436597818737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8928903436597818737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8928903436597818737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/eighty.html' title='#EIGHTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7341457030780309469</id><published>2008-10-13T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:43:53.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SPNcg9hEBNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A88DqVuKxvc/s1600-h/mysassygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SPNcg9hEBNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A88DqVuKxvc/s320/mysassygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256646911410308306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was more beautiful that I frankly expected. I thought it was going to be some cheesy retarded remake, but the lines haha, they're really nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All I would like to do is give her love and respect, and see how the story works out.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I feel like watching it again, but I'm tired. Maybe tomorrow, I'll rewatch this and Keith again. Or I'll go watch Made Of Honour, which I was supposed to watch days ago. Then I'll be pushing back packing my stuff. :D My table is horribly cluttered from my notes, cause I dumped everything from my bag to the table, leaving it there. I'll pack it tomorrow, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why, I'm beginning to like watching those kind of romance movies, that have a tinge of sadness. At least when you cry, you don't feel like you're crying alone, you're crying with someone. I realised, watching movies at home, I cry super easily ._. Maybe cause it's not outside in the cinemas, hahaha. xD Where I won't be crying like some retarded person, and everyone simply stoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;All I know is that when destiny wants to accomplish something, it can't do it alone. You still have to go to that restaurant, you still have to show up. You still have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;build a bridge&lt;/span&gt; with someone you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7341457030780309469?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7341457030780309469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7341457030780309469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7341457030780309469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7341457030780309469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventynine.html' title='#SEVENTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SPNcg9hEBNI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A88DqVuKxvc/s72-c/mysassygirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1679498412316611101</id><published>2008-10-12T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:02:24.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYEIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRAIGHTJACKET FEELING&lt;/span&gt;; The All American Rejects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back me down from backing up&lt;br /&gt;Hold your breath now it's stacking up&lt;br /&gt;Etched with marks, but I can deal&lt;br /&gt;And you're the problem and you can't feel&lt;br /&gt;Try this on, straightjacket feeling&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I won't be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you would be,&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust you is just one defense&lt;br /&gt;Off a list of others, you don't make sense&lt;br /&gt;Beg me time and time again&lt;br /&gt;To take you back now, but you can't win&lt;br /&gt;Take back now, my life you're stealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you would be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when that memory slips away&lt;br /&gt;There will be a better view from here&lt;br /&gt;And only lonesome you remains&lt;br /&gt;And just the thought of you I fear&lt;br /&gt;Grip falls away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hell&lt;br /&gt;But Today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever thought you would be&lt;br /&gt;That face is tearing holes in me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today I'm fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway this time without you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding on by letting go of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1679498412316611101?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1679498412316611101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1679498412316611101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1679498412316611101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1679498412316611101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventyeight.html' title='#SEVENTYEIGHT'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7783550732102511980</id><published>2008-10-11T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:00:23.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>I had a scary dream last night! I dreamt that my face was filled with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; pimples and they were like the sizes of sunflower seeds! ._. Okay this isn't that scary, but pretty gross! Eeyuck, imagine that happening! :\ Gaaaaah. It was so real la omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams, it's like they got this kind of control over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; know what's wrong with the stupid volume for this computer. :D Yayness! The problem was staring at me, I was just so stupid not to realise ._. I can finally go watch my shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/u&gt; TADPOLE DIED&lt;/span&gt;. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all eaten up already. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;101008&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then my heart did time in Siberia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Was waiting for the lie to come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause it's all so dark and mysterious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When the one you want doesn't want you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPIRE presentation was rather screwed ._. Hahaha, but oh well, our group kinda really slacked for it, and didn't prepare. :D Before the presentation we were still happily chatting in the canteen, eating chips, and laughing hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After presentation, went to eat then go for C'est La Vie. Set up, tech run blah. Everything was okay at first haha, and there was time to slack while the bands were practicising. :B Slept awhile backstage, haha. :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pizzas&lt;/span&gt;! :D Then the actual thiiiiing. Screw ups here and there. :\ I was kinda blur stilllll ._. Then after the last performance, started packing up. :D After that as the dance floor was opened, went down with some of the PA crew to enjoy. Debrief, then went back. Good and bad things happened, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home 11+? Took a quick shower then went to bed. 'Til today, I was super lazy to get out of bed til 7plus pm. :B Haha, around 19-20 hours straight in bed, 90% sleeping, 10% reading, HAHA! (: I feel like an uber pig, and I still feel like sleeping. Maybe soon. :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristal's so cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what baby Hazel? I won't give you away for a thousand years.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so adorable, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loveeeee&lt;/span&gt; her. ♥ (:&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA, my music is playing "I love you, I need you girl." BigBang's BabyBaby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, post #77,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Qiqi&lt;/span&gt;. :D Hahahahah! :) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; you babeeeeee. Don't think about it too much yeah? Haha, think Spongebob! :) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the consequences of your actions really are just a game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That your life is just a chain reaction taking you day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She says nothing's forever in this crazy world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still I'm falling in love with the right now poster girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7783550732102511980?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7783550732102511980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7783550732102511980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7783550732102511980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7783550732102511980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventyseven.html' title='#SEVENTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7435841440678886488</id><published>2008-10-09T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:03:36.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYSIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOB SHADOWING&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty fun and goddamn tiring to follow Aunt around! She goes to a gazillion places manzx! We went from Chinatown to Clarke Quay to Orchard to Jurong to Orchard. Madnesssssss! &amp;amp;She stays at &lt;b&gt;Pasir Ris&lt;/b&gt;! She is maaaaaad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Uncle was with her today! :D&lt;br /&gt;Heeh, I'm so glad okay! He remembers that I still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. :) After four years! Sorry uncle, I forgot what's your favourite colour. D: He was damn random, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are like a cow. Like green eat grass.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I swear that was super damn random! I don't eat grass! :D I eat, uhm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHOCOLATES&lt;/span&gt;. :D &amp;amp;Many other junk food. &amp;amp;He was absolutely cracking me and aunt up alotttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt treated him to ear candling. Then after that, she asked him "So how was it?" It wasn't very loud, yet he replied "Don't shout, my ears are totally cleared now. I can hear you perfectly fine." HAHAHA, something along those lines. &amp;amp;With his spastic grin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;He waited for aunt for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one hour&lt;/span&gt;, just to use her voucher to buy his socks ._________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, my uncle is so cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Sony's T77 and T700 are quite chio as well! :) Even chio-er than T2! :O Get me the green one please! But T700 no green, yeeeeeeeeeet. :D Or at least I didn't see it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm still lazy to reply tags. :D&lt;br /&gt;SPIRE presentation tomorrow, and C'est La Vie PA crew! :) I'm going to feel like a pervert tomorrow again. :B I think Genie and Cass knows what I mean. I might just turn lesbian mannzxzx! HAHAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina the poop told me to come online at 9! &amp;amp;She is not online herself! It's waaaaay past 9 already! Hahaha, Katrina you shitzum! Where are you! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't miss you, I tell myself hell I don't miss you. I don't need you, I can do perfectly fine without you. There's no need, to cry over you, at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7435841440678886488?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7435841440678886488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7435841440678886488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7435841440678886488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7435841440678886488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventysix.html' title='#SEVENTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3129919751558962691</id><published>2008-10-08T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:49:41.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadpole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad okay! :( It's being eaten by it's 7 other friends. :( Imagine, your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;own&lt;/u&gt; friends&lt;/span&gt;, eating you up! That's just reaaally sad, even though it's for survival sake. &amp;amp;It's just plain sick, and gross! I see already I feel damn sad for it okay! :( Sorry tadpole, I couldn't help you. D: Hope this doesn't happen to the prawns! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, on this very date, my hamster died too. ): &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R.I.P to you too&lt;/span&gt;! I still think of you okay. Maybe I should go get hammies soon! :D Hehehe. :) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Absolutely adorable&lt;/span&gt;! :D &amp;amp;No, this is not impulse buying of pets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Thanks to everyone who wished me today. :)&lt;br /&gt;And to the three who passed me presents today. (I know someone forgot eh!)&lt;br /&gt;The first one who gave me a super cute &lt;s&gt;chipmunk&lt;/s&gt;time travel machine with a red &lt;s&gt;nose&lt;/s&gt;button and rainbow-ey a handphone name strap.&lt;br /&gt;The second one who gave me a super cute and lovely heart photoframe and card is damn cute too!&lt;br /&gt;The last one who came all the way to my house to give me a card with a code, and a jar with hand made folded stars that buries a super funny and cute shocked face handphone thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it loadszx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job stalk tomorrow! Hehe, don't need go school! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Results were quite okay, I guess? :) Yay, I passed both math for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;overall&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;PA for Music Appreciation and C'est La Vie rehearsal was okay too. I'm super blur with the mixer though ._.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and assembly today, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;absolutely&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. :D Things are somewhat funnier from the PA point of view. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, my uncle gave me a surprise today! :) He dropped by!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen him in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;four&lt;/span&gt; years&lt;/span&gt; okay! He's finally back. :D Missed him tons. And he's kind of different. :) In a good way. &amp;amp;He immediately noticed that Jasmine was taller than me ._. (Goes into depression mode.) Haha, four long years! :) Glad you're doing okay uncle! &amp;amp;Now you're here to stay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tons of hugs and misses&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3129919751558962691?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3129919751558962691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3129919751558962691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3129919751558962691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3129919751558962691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventyfive.html' title='#SEVENTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3262124915383761619</id><published>2008-10-07T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:26:43.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM SO PISSED&lt;/span&gt;! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid laptop, has chosen a wonderful time to screw up. I can't go into anything, but MSN, without having it hanging within a few seconds! Why &lt;u&gt;only&lt;/u&gt; MSN is okay! D: This is so annoying okay! Then now I'm using my sister's laptop, guess what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE VOLUME IS NOT WORKING&lt;/span&gt;. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I was happily loading Made Of Honour, 90102, and My Sassy Girl just now. Now cannot watch already. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of boredom are ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go buy some jigsaw puzzle or something. :D To keep me occupied. Hehe, I don't know why, but I suddenly feel like piecing jigsaws! So fun heh. Maybe I'll go buy it sometime soon, when I have the time this week or something ._. Andandand I think I'll go buy or rent some shows. And read books! :) Heeeeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, got alot of things to actually. But it requires me getting out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lazy&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy belated birthday&lt;/span&gt; to manymanymany people. :D I'm getting lazier by the moment, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm lazy to reply tags as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go play neopets or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3262124915383761619?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3262124915383761619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3262124915383761619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3262124915383761619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3262124915383761619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventyfour.html' title='#SEVENTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6858095734055611009</id><published>2008-10-03T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:44:27.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Running&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel a lot better. And keeps your mind off stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me likey. (:&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted I needed I guess. So many things have happened, just this one two months alone, nice to take my mind off stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what I needed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;an escape from reality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6858095734055611009?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6858095734055611009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6858095734055611009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6858095734055611009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6858095734055611009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/10/seventythree.html' title='#SEVENTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5169504800748993189</id><published>2008-09-27T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:53:09.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/z4xmxb9K8RI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical fairytale. :)&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everyone just love happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Marry me Juliet you'll never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love you&lt;/b&gt; and that's all I really know&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't have one if I keep watching shows and not losing myself to the books. GRAAAH, tahan &lt;b&gt;three more days&lt;/b&gt;! Jiayou Hazellll. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:180%;'&gt;"This love is difficult, but it's &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5169504800748993189?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5169504800748993189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5169504800748993189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5169504800748993189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5169504800748993189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/seventytwo_27.html' title='#SEVENTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4481098114370750871</id><published>2008-09-26T22:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:24:26.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNzzdCRg61I/AAAAAAAAARk/aNcgmdrAK9U/s1600-h/keith%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNzzdCRg61I/AAAAAAAAARk/aNcgmdrAK9U/s320/keith%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250338945759243090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beautiful&lt;/u&gt; film&lt;/span&gt;. :) Not just because Jesse McCartney was inside, but cause the movie just made quite alot of sense to me. It's really beautiful, and kinda wacked the plot. It left me with a definite smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year plus I've been waiting for the fricking movie! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I'm so happy that it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;F-I-N-A-L-L-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; came outttt! :D I'm so haaaappy I finally got to watch it! I thought it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; gonna come out la wtfreak! Don't worry Jesse baby, if this film does come to Singapore, I'll still catch it, even though I've watched it already! Hahaha, I was randomly searching for movies to watch. Then I was like, "EH, is Keith finally out yet?" Then really eh! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The film was released following McCartney's concert on September 13, 2008 at 7:30 PM, Mandalay Bay Resort and Casino, Las Vegas, NV. Then in theaters on September 19, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA LUCKY OR WHAT. :D Ohmygosh, my baby is so fricking hot and sexy and wonderful! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;And omg, I still hate Elisabeth (costar). In the making of the video, she said "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And he is a good kisser, I'm not gonna lie.&lt;/span&gt;" Jeaaaalous omg! xP I still remember last year Ama and me were going crazy over this sentence of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHYWHY&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt; DID THEY KILL HIM OFF AT THE END. D: The movie felt so empty without him. :B Oh welll, it was like the last few minutes anyway, heh. I feel like watching it again. My baaaaaaaaaaaaaby! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; His concert with Jordin Sparks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW &lt;/span&gt;T_T I want to watch my baby, please oh please come to Singapore (!!!) Jordin Sparks you lucky shitzum! D: He's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi. I'm Senator McCartney and I'd just like to say, Vote Yes on Proposition 56, Departure, May 20th, 2008. 'Cause if you care about music, you care about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super spoilers!&lt;br /&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keith_(film)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"A yellow truck, road in front of us, nothing but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4481098114370750871?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4481098114370750871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4481098114370750871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4481098114370750871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4481098114370750871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/seventyone.html' title='#SEVENTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNzzdCRg61I/AAAAAAAAARk/aNcgmdrAK9U/s72-c/keith%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8047637866338017715</id><published>2008-09-23T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:41:12.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL THE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SC&lt;/span&gt; AND&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; NJ&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE TOMORROW&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams, exams, exams. D: Hahaha, jiayou you guys can do it! (: Hehehe. (And to myself too! Lol.) Physiiiiiiiiiiics and HMT Paper 1 tomorrow. D: Raawrr. Jiayou you do it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;01&lt;/span&gt;! (: &amp;amp;Jiayou to SC lovelies! (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2GR&lt;/span&gt; people yaaay, good luck good luck. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't believe Tokio Hotel's Monsoon took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so loooong&lt;/span&gt; to be on 987's New This Week ._. It came out, ... pretty long ago didn't it ._.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/I'm try'na erase you from my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8047637866338017715?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8047637866338017715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8047637866338017715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8047637866338017715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8047637866338017715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/seventy.html' title='#SEVENTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5155735847639537306</id><published>2008-09-19T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:46:50.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNKEitk3lPI/AAAAAAAAARU/23sqKmwe3Dk/s1600-h/DSC01184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247402247724700914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNKEitk3lPI/AAAAAAAAARU/23sqKmwe3Dk/s320/DSC01184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm talkin' bout &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, say you'll be my girls for life, girls for life&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I. Don't. Wanna. Mug. Like. Ew.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5155735847639537306?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5155735847639537306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5155735847639537306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5155735847639537306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5155735847639537306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtynine.html' title='#SIXTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNKEitk3lPI/AAAAAAAAARU/23sqKmwe3Dk/s72-c/DSC01184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3737595501947441784</id><published>2008-09-18T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:35:08.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYEIGHT</title><content type='html'>I SWEAR LIFE IS SUPER DUPER UNFAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Goh Xuanlin! You're like freaking hell &lt;strong&gt;taller&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;skinnier&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;lighter&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;younger&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;smarter&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;talented&lt;/strong&gt; than me! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I HATE YOU! Why are you so freaking tallllll! D: You're supposed to be shorter than me, I don't care, RAWR. You're like &lt;u&gt;PRIMARY5&lt;/u&gt;. Bleh. She looks chio even with pyjamas ._. Wtheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNJgi1H6xqI/AAAAAAAAARE/CUMlk4uXde8/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247362667332159138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNJgi1H6xqI/AAAAAAAAARE/CUMlk4uXde8/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Throw darts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNJgjDU5SfI/AAAAAAAAARM/sGDsfhZteZA/s1600-h/kris!(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247362671144684018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNJgjDU5SfI/AAAAAAAAARM/sGDsfhZteZA/s320/kris!(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON A LIGHTER NOTE, hahaha. Kristal! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so darn cute okay! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Her tooth just dropped out today, so now is like upstairs downstairs no tooth. xD Hahaha! :) My dad was like teasing her "HAHAHA, got &lt;strong&gt;CAVE&lt;/strong&gt;!" "Hahaha, later the fly see, then it goes 'Wooooh, my home!' then fly in!" She's so darn cute omggg. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3737595501947441784?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3737595501947441784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3737595501947441784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3737595501947441784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3737595501947441784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtyeight.html' title='#SIXTYEIGHT'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SNJgi1H6xqI/AAAAAAAAARE/CUMlk4uXde8/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6454076475013968730</id><published>2008-09-16T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:46:30.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xhk-X9BEnDo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xhk-X9BEnDo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really going mad already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;하루하루 Part Twooo. :) Haha, I damn blur luh, only watch Part One over and over, then never realised got Part Two. :) Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going mad with KPop in Youtube already. :D Hahaha. I keep playing DBSK/BigBang/JT Island. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madnessssss&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAHA, today post so many times already luh! Like spamspamspam :O )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6454076475013968730?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6454076475013968730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6454076475013968730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6454076475013968730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6454076475013968730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtyseven_16.html' title='#SIXTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2966945857005805187</id><published>2008-09-16T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:51:14.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYSIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/6YWZWq6oQkw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/6YWZWq6oQkw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mirotic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Em. Gee! &lt;br /&gt;Look at Yunho! ♥ Oozing hotness. :O Hahaha, darn hot omg. I'm going maaaad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, at least I got study abit of maths today! :) Not guilty not guilty! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2966945857005805187?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2966945857005805187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2966945857005805187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2966945857005805187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2966945857005805187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtysix.html' title='#SIXTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5286511023520847436</id><published>2008-09-16T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:35:01.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bQmdS8RF-PE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bQmdS8RF-PE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;DBSK&lt;/b&gt;! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunho looks so daaaaarn cute. :D Hahah! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5286511023520847436?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5286511023520847436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5286511023520847436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5286511023520847436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5286511023520847436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtyfive.html' title='#SIXTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6700267074151606749</id><published>2008-09-16T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T00:41:28.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>HAHA, I obsessed already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time not over Ethan, over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C905&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D Bloody hell, SonyEricsson, HURRY UP AND RELEASE IT LAH. D: Something so darn chio, all the more you shouldn't keep it! I wait daaaarn long already okay. D: If next month when my plan renew, haven't release, I take gun and shoot down already! I want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C905&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246287703920227778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O3uWqNcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eVAtA4bWALU/s320/C905!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O4Hhv_wI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/80Sbnnf4r1s/s1600-h/C905DARNCHIO%E2%99%A5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246287710677630722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O4Hhv_wI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/80Sbnnf4r1s/s320/C905DARNCHIO%E2%99%A5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeeeyuck though, the concept one darn ugly! I hope they don't release this. :D I won't want this one hahaha. :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C905&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O4Srq1xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dCOS7YxDqlU/s1600-h/C905concept(eeyuck!).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246287713672025874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O4Srq1xI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dCOS7YxDqlU/s320/C905concept(eeyuck!).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest love that anyone could ever know says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;look the same to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, Nadine damn crap. The concept and non-concept one so different luh! Ahhh, chio. :D :D :D I'm going mad already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason, there's this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;horrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guilt feeling in me cause I didn't study today, which I told myself I would. I can't get rid of it somehow. ): Tomorrow! I'll make up for it. :D (IF I CAN GET THIS FRICKING GUILT FEELING OFF!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C905. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the release! :) SonyEricsson, please stop showing me "&lt;strong&gt;C905 is coming soon.&lt;/strong&gt;" It's killing me. D: Gah the wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm going mad over a phone .______.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6700267074151606749?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6700267074151606749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6700267074151606749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6700267074151606749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6700267074151606749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtyfour.html' title='#SIXTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM6O3uWqNcI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eVAtA4bWALU/s72-c/C905!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7943718040767783104</id><published>2008-09-15T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:12:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM55uxJEonI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZrKt2SgOqAU/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246264460305539698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM55uxJEonI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZrKt2SgOqAU/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world should only be concerned with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; gummy bears. :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe other &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; gummy bears too. :D&lt;br /&gt;And not tests, exams, and studies. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUMMY BEAR WORLD&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psssst, let me tell you a secret! :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(P: looks like licking lips! xD HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7943718040767783104?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7943718040767783104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7943718040767783104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7943718040767783104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7943718040767783104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtythree.html' title='#SIXTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM55uxJEonI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZrKt2SgOqAU/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-9094449977674348985</id><published>2008-09-14T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:08:33.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM0nsz7bvRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PjTpcWq09BM/s1600-h/NADINE+LOSER..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245892791763713298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM0nsz7bvRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PjTpcWq09BM/s320/NADINE+LOSER..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADINE IS SUCH A LOSER. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rereading &lt;strong&gt;The Thief Lord&lt;/strong&gt; for the 7190583095217967th time! :D Hahaha, lovelllaaayye book. I can't stop reading! :D&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Children are caterpillars and adults are butterflies. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No butterfly ever remembers what it felt like being a caterpillar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-9094449977674348985?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/9094449977674348985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=9094449977674348985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9094449977674348985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9094449977674348985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtytwo.html' title='#SIXTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SM0nsz7bvRI/AAAAAAAAAQc/PjTpcWq09BM/s72-c/NADINE+LOSER..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-9020954440752273907</id><published>2008-09-14T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T01:19:29.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMv1YHE_niI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Q7oZonXyRz4/s1600-h/ETHAN!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245555985568734754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMv1YHE_niI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Q7oZonXyRz4/s320/ETHAN!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA OBSESSED ALL OVER AGAIN. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ETHAN&lt;/span&gt; RUAN JING TIAN&lt;/strong&gt;. :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(he's on the left btw!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep replaying 三个字 crapszx. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&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/7985046959909942154-9020954440752273907?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/9020954440752273907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=9020954440752273907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9020954440752273907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9020954440752273907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixtyone.html' title='#SIXTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMv1YHE_niI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Q7oZonXyRz4/s72-c/ETHAN!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3805880710912951446</id><published>2008-09-14T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T00:56:08.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTY</title><content type='html'>Exams are &lt;strong&gt;poop&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Hazel loves Botanical Gardens! :) Hahaha. I don't feel like studying, I'm not studying. :D Oh pleaaase, who ever feels like studying! I feel like going out to play basketball! :D But now is like, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIDNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wasting my time away, playing shockwave games. Yes, &lt;em&gt;shockwave&lt;/em&gt; ._. HAHA, RedlineRumble3's the yellow robot damn retarded lurhzx! It's like walking around in circles, and moving along to the funny music. xD It looks super retarded. :D Only Jasmine doesn't laugh at it. She doesn't see what's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Green Forest, My Home recently! :D It plays on weekends. I remember, sec1, I was daaaarn obsessed. :D Duh, Ethan's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cute. :) I remember I even made Joylynn make a skin out of it for me! Hahaha. But the ending is so retarded. Sophie went with William, who is like, eww. Wrong choice lurhzx! :D Though the guy who played William when he looks pitiful and sad, &lt;strong&gt;HE REALLY LOOKS DARN PITIFUL&lt;/strong&gt;. Like seriously puppy dog sad face! Makes your heart break. He was in Hana Kimi too! As Wuzun's high jump opponent. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HE LOOKED SO CUTE THERE&lt;/span&gt;. :D And the Green Forest, My Home 三个字 MV. :D (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaXZpD-lETA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UaXZpD-lETA&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;SO CUTE&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. :D But after Hana Kimi, I couldn't be less bothered to go catch up with the rest of shows that he was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-A-Z-Y&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exams! :) I'm gonna spam do super tons of things! This year I've been darn deprived! :D Hahaha. Yeah manzx. Besides, exams end pretty early! Leaving us three months of free. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tv shows are so cliche! :X And they kinda morph your thoughts on love. I realised, that alot of tv shows/drama serials can't do without having the theme "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;" in the BGR context. Confirm will have somebody falling in love with someone! .___. And all those tv shows, you watch already then think "wah so sweet, I want that too." Aiya, we all watch too much tv already, then expect too much from love. :) Please luh, our lives will never be so drama mama one luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, plus there's that Jap show that me and the Viet scholars' been watching in class. Hahaha, &lt;strong&gt;THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;APPLE&lt;/span&gt; IS DAMN CHIO&lt;/strong&gt;. Like so darn perfect! :D Never see apples looking so nice before! :D And the plot, it is oh em gee retarded! Hana Yori Dango! xD Haha, it's like so 2005. But who cares. Hahaha, I super lag in Taiwan/Jap/Korean dramas one luh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell, imma going off now. :D :D :D I'm bored! Hahaha. I think I'm gonna waste my time away somewhere else. Studying can wait for awhile more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I realised, I haven't replied tags in a long time. Laziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: happy mugging for EOYs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, don't want mug leh how. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: LOL. y would anyone keep playing that song in thier head ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh! 하루하루 is nice okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: heyy haha. stop stoningg. (: u lazyy pok. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, fine then I shall start rocking. :O Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;genie: yo yo i am borerd hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borerd. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;genie: i mean boreddddddddddddddddd hahah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, or you mean borerd. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;genie: and im beside hazel now, hehe xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Looks around anxiously* EH, dont scare me haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;shutup: mind your own business man you seriously better watch it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Freaks out and runs away* Yeahyeah I'm running my own business as the age of 14, COOOOLZX. B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESTHERLYN: Hi! :) I luvvvv you Hazel! Dunch bee zad okay! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you toooooo! :D Hahaha, I'm not saddddd xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nadine: HAZEL YOU PIGGGG. i am now sponge-despo! AH ZOMG gotta love spongebob. squish squish squash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha! Be despo for uh, spongecakes! :D HAHA, Patrick the starfish. :D Adorable too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: hey, shut up, why conceal your identity&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, haha. Cause he/she don't like you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: unless shutup u coward ah? mind your own business and dun come here extra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, woah laxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JASMINE:D: hello crazy sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, uh, silly sister. (ALLITERATION!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JASMINE:D: remove the goh from my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know two Jasmines, so nope. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: HAHAH im not a damn riddle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, are you sure? Riddle of the day, DARREN LIM YIREN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nadine: ah, hazel why aren't you online today? D: eh we were supposed to go swimeeng. :D and you're not online so we can't discuss. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, m'dear, there's always the phone ya'know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nadine: and we should've camwhored more when we went to ACM (to colour OXES and LITTER FARMER BOYS) and also to DELVE iINTO THE RICHNESS OF THE ART PIECES SHOWN. ;P UH HUH UH UHUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah yeah we camwhored super litttttle, considering we had a cam with us! &amp;amp;Compared to our other times! Haha, colouring is koolzx. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;J,: hey! what's your surname?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm, Goh? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: yo girl!! i was here.. monkey's looking for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, looking for you luh! :D Not me. :) Don't push him away! :O He'll be awfully sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rooke: hey hazel.. i totally get you about studying.. like where's the fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, yesssssss, studying is B-O-R-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: haha!! i hate mugging too! i'm not mugging.. :P i will have to :( gd luck for ur exams!! cya soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, mugging suckszx. Why do they call it mugging anyway. Mugging is like, a form of theft. :D Hahaha. Good luck too loves! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gen: Tagged!! Rooke's friend here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, lol okay hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rooke: ?? Gen! you really wu liao ar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hazel stones*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gen: You also!! tag Sarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hazel stones more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rooke: haha.. i was commenting on her post. not like you.. just say tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hazel stones some more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gen: Huh? You were commenting on ehr blog la. Which reminds me, nice blog Hazel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hazel stones a bit more before realising* Huh, oh thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rooke: whatevr.. eerr. haze.. is it like a hobby for ur friends to print screen their convers with you or sth..?? lolx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, no, that's just my friend being retarded. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: ahah.. NICE SEEING YOU JUST NOW!! monkeys love you :) I LOVE YOU TOO!! and.. i just suddenly feel like saying this, your youngest sis is very cute.. has she grown taller? TAKE CARE! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, no monkeys love you still! :D HAHAHA, I realised everytime we talk, confirm involve monkeys. xD Haha, yeah she's grown! &amp;amp;Still darn cute! (Like me! HAHAHAHA) Haha, and I love you too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我们从此不再相遇&lt;br /&gt;永远记得你微笑的眼睛&lt;br /&gt;别伤心 你放心&lt;br /&gt;我知道(那)三个字的意义&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3805880710912951446?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3805880710912951446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3805880710912951446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3805880710912951446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3805880710912951446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/sixty.html' title='#SIXTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7815826598770717965</id><published>2008-09-10T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:41:23.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PORK AND BEANS&lt;/strong&gt;; Weezer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say I need some rogaine to put in my hair&lt;br /&gt;Work it out at the gym to fit my underwear&lt;br /&gt;Okaley makes the shades to transform a tool&lt;br /&gt;You'd hate for the kids to think that you've lost your cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imma do the things that I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse my manners if I make a scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone likes to dance to a happy song&lt;br /&gt;With a catchy chorus and beat so they can sing along&lt;br /&gt;Timbaland knows the way to reach the top of the charts&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I work with him I can perfect the art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imma do the things that I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse my manners if I make a scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Imma do the things that I wanna do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't got a thing to prove to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll eat my candy with the pork and beans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Excuse my manners if I make a scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I ain't gonna wear the clothes that you like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm fine and dandy with the me inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;One look in the mirror and I'm tickled pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't give a hoot about what you think&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Btw the previous post was Rotten Banana, not me._.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7815826598770717965?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7815826598770717965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7815826598770717965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7815826598770717965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7815826598770717965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiftynine.html' title='#FIFTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3192360864712097513</id><published>2008-09-07T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:33:35.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMPNhc7sFjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dlVVobYK5rw/s1600-h/HAHAH+OWNED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243260365775312434" style="WIDTH: 421px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMPNhc7sFjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dlVVobYK5rw/s320/HAHAH+OWNED.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/7985046959909942154-3192360864712097513?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3192360864712097513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3192360864712097513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3192360864712097513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3192360864712097513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SMPNhc7sFjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/dlVVobYK5rw/s72-c/HAHAH+OWNED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3104301845542790221</id><published>2008-09-06T20:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:08:43.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A-N-G-E-L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me no feel like studying. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a darn whole day already! And I've only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;highlighted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; facts about Geog stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT EVEN DONE HIGHLIGHTING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to give a shit manzxzx. Why is everyone being such muggers! Mugging, not cool. 8( Only makes you have laopok eyes. And screwed up fried chaotah-ed brains. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sizzleessssssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining. :D I feel like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things that I haven't done! And tomorrow I'm going out with aunt somemore. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Physics and Maths and Geog! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh weeeeeeeeeeeeell. Later maybe. I procastinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot&lt;/strong&gt;. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3104301845542790221?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3104301845542790221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3104301845542790221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3104301845542790221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3104301845542790221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiftyseven.html' title='#FIFTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6188783697987036590</id><published>2008-09-02T21:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T23:15:13.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYSIX</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You must be sine squared, because I'm cosine squared and together we equal &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SL1UYb-mndI/AAAAAAAAAQE/JULsv0a8W4o/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241438320133053906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SL1UYb-mndI/AAAAAAAAAQE/JULsv0a8W4o/s320/DSC00901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl I know sorry just wouldn't do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her heart is obliterated&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm trying to get through&lt;br /&gt;Gotta move this mountain&lt;br /&gt;It's like moving mountains&lt;br /&gt;But I keep climbing and hoping things would change&lt;br /&gt;And the sky turns grey, and the water from the rain, washes progress away&lt;br /&gt;It's like moving mountains&lt;br /&gt;It's like moving mountains&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6188783697987036590?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6188783697987036590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6188783697987036590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6188783697987036590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6188783697987036590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/09/fiftysix.html' title='#FIFTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SL1UYb-mndI/AAAAAAAAAQE/JULsv0a8W4o/s72-c/DSC00901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4660704290293054970</id><published>2008-08-25T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:04:35.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>THIS POST IS IN REFERENCE TO NADINE'S OH-SO-RETARDED BLOG. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IH's cross &lt;strong&gt;referencing&lt;/strong&gt;! Maybe I might just score quite high for my SBQ test.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay random much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SLLIlV5Rr9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UD0T7hFy20A/s1600-h/NADINE+IS+RETARDED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238469860443402194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SLLIlV5Rr9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UD0T7hFy20A/s320/NADINE+IS+RETARDED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it wasn't funny to fall into the drain okay! D: And after that when I went home, I slipped and fell on wet floor too! :( Nadine, &lt;strong&gt;SHOW SOME CONCERN&lt;/strong&gt;. Now we know, Nadine's oh so horribly &lt;u&gt;MEAN&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yes, &lt;strong&gt;SPONGEBOB&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEBOB IS &lt;strong&gt;CUTE&lt;/strong&gt;, not really &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4660704290293054970?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4660704290293054970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4660704290293054970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4660704290293054970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4660704290293054970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiftyfive.html' title='#FIFTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SLLIlV5Rr9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/UD0T7hFy20A/s72-c/NADINE+IS+RETARDED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7691519084317236130</id><published>2008-08-24T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T19:54:41.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>So if you go&lt;br /&gt;You should know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's hard to just forget the past to pass&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was good, it was bad but it was &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all you get in the end of the matter&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7691519084317236130?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7691519084317236130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7691519084317236130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7691519084317236130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7691519084317236130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiftyfour.html' title='#FIFTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5479867576427754180</id><published>2008-08-21T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:22:52.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; is all we need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaah, AMath lecture test tomorrow! D: Andandand, IH SBQ &lt;strong&gt;40%&lt;/strong&gt;! Ohmygee, I'm like, shiiiiit for IH! Gah, I haven't been doing SBQ for darned long. :\ My SBQ now also only can get like what, L3 only? Siiiigh. Plus LA! Poeeeemszx. Recite oneee. So many graded stuff tomorrow omg. Madnessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaay, &lt;strong&gt;Happy &lt;s&gt;Belated&lt;/s&gt; Birthday &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nadine Foo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know you like that unglam photo that I put in your card hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday, with Alyssa, Oppa and Xifan! I went &lt;b&gt;all the way&lt;/b&gt; to BPP for them eh! :D Hahaha. At first I knew only Alyssa and Oppa. Then Alyssa picked me at the bus stop, then she was saying, got a surprise for me. It was something like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa "There's a surprise for you!"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Huh, what?"&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa "Someone! Someone you know one!"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Who!" *Refusing to guess*&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa "From China one!"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Huh? Scholar?"&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa "China one! Now prefect already"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Huh! Scholar so fast become prefect?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blaaaah. End up, it was the pootszx, Zhang Xifan. :D Hahaha. Yay makaaaan. Super ex luh omg! Then I was eating super slowly, so they walked off without me. &lt;strong&gt;Asssssholes&lt;/strong&gt;! But they were waiting outside. Xifan tried to get me to hurry by saying Oppa going off! Then Alyssa too. Aiyo, trick me! Hahaha. Then we went to walkwalkwalk around. Bought watermelon lollipops! :D (But it's all gone already!) Minitoooons! :D Oppa and Xifan bought gummies. Alyssa and I bought stickers! :D &lt;u&gt;Superdeeduper&lt;/u&gt; uber cute luh! Frogs and hamsters! :DD Hahaha, so cuuuute I swear! I owe Alyssa money now though .___. Siiiiiigh. After that went home! Actually BPP not &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; far leh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you ever think when you're all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that we can be, where this thing can go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it real or just another crush&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todaaay nothing much. EMath lecture test results. :\ Graaah. Nevermind Hazel, can jiayou from there! :D Heh, a lot of craaap in school luh. Especially after school ._. Kinda emo-ed, and threw things around. I still need to throw stuff around! Yesyes, I'm violent that way. I needa scream! Or maybe sit at some park bench, and cry with icecream. Yes I still &lt;strong&gt;need&lt;/strong&gt; icecream. And I just realised, I haven't eaten my peach jelly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH OMG, SWIM PE &lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW&lt;/strong&gt;. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Walaaaaaoooo! Like that, I'm gonna be &lt;strong&gt;superduper&lt;/strong&gt; tired for tests! Screwed shit. D: Hazel wake up wake up wake up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to We The King's Check Yes Juliet (Run Baby Run)! :D I totally didn't realise I had it in my comp since super long ago. Then I went to listen. Hehheh. Niceeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHECK YES JULIET (RUN BABY RUN)&lt;/strong&gt;; We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check, yes Juliet, are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;Rain is falling down on the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I won't go until you come outside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check, yes Juliet, kill the limbo&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep tossing rocks at your window&lt;br /&gt;There's no turning back for us tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lace up your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Run, baby, run, don't ever look back &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run, baby, run, forever will be you and me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check, yes Juliet, I'll be waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wishing, wanting yours for the taking &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And check, yes Juliet, here's the countdown&lt;br /&gt;3, 2, 1, you'll fall in my arms now&lt;br /&gt;They can change the locks&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lace up your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Run, baby, run, don't ever look back &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run, baby, run, forever will be you and me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're flying through the night&lt;br /&gt;We're flying through the night, way up high&lt;br /&gt;The view from here is getting better&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; by my side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Run, baby, run, don't ever look back &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run, baby, run, forever will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Run, baby, run, don't ever look back &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;If you give them the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sell your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't say we're not meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Run, baby, run, forever will be you and me&lt;br /&gt;You and me, you and me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5479867576427754180?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5479867576427754180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5479867576427754180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5479867576427754180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5479867576427754180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiftythree.html' title='#FIFTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3651818645561605867</id><published>2008-08-18T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:36:03.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/76v7ogxeNvo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/76v7ogxeNvo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:180%;'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Bang - 하루 하루&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p/&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIYONGGGG. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to post this video, &lt;strong&gt;tonszx&lt;/strong&gt; of times, but Blogger just &lt;u&gt;won't&lt;/u&gt; respond. Gah annoying. Hope it works! :D He looks so cute hereeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the eyeliner overdose though.&lt;br /&gt;EEYUCK. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like super addicted. &lt;span style='color:#ff0000;'&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; School was terror today without it, but I got to listen to it during SPIRE. Lesson on MicrosoftExcel. Like, ohmygee &lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;! :X Okay, that was so &lt;s&gt;biiiimbo&lt;/s&gt;. It kept playing in my heaaad! Especially during ChineseCompre. D: Rawwwrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, L&lt;span style='color:#ff0000;'&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3651818645561605867?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3651818645561605867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3651818645561605867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3651818645561605867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3651818645561605867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiftytwo.html' title='#FIFTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5257014071450132462</id><published>2008-08-17T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:13:32.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTYONE</title><content type='html'>And it's already way too late to make any amends.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't let myself cry for you.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatlogs, addicted to reading 'em. Gets me smiling, yet down at the same time. All those wonderful memories, that are now poof, like smoke. Just from the start of this year alone, to now, there's been so many changes.&lt;br /&gt;Mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USED TO&lt;/strong&gt;; Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; talk to me like&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one around&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; lean on me like&lt;br /&gt;The only other choice was falling down&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; walk with me like&lt;br /&gt;We had nowhere we needed to go&lt;br /&gt;Nice and slow, to no place in particular&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this figured out&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; breathe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this under control&lt;br /&gt;We never thought&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you, and at least there's me&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back to how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; reach for you when&lt;br /&gt;I got lost along the way&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; listen&lt;br /&gt;You always had just the right thing to say&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; follow you&lt;br /&gt;Never really cared where we would go,&lt;br /&gt;Fast or slow, to anywhere at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this figured out&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; breathe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this under control&lt;br /&gt;We never thought&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you, and at least there's me&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back to how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look around me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I want you to be there&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss the things that we shared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you&lt;br /&gt;It's empty, and you're sad&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you miss the love that we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; talk to me like&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one around&lt;br /&gt;The only one around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this figured out&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; breathe without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; have this under control&lt;br /&gt;We never thought&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you, and at least there's me&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back to how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;To how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be&lt;br /&gt;To how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be&lt;br /&gt;To how it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;used to&lt;/span&gt; be&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5257014071450132462?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5257014071450132462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5257014071450132462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5257014071450132462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5257014071450132462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiftyone.html' title='#FIFTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4987996970342045680</id><published>2008-08-15T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:13:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tell me how I'm gonna make it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're the one I can't forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I try to face it when I wake up I hate the way reality sets in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God I wish you could hold me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Through the seven days of lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a slack week! :D Saturday, Geog project. Okay not &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; slack. Sunday, Rcube. Sentosa, but no tan! ): Monday, went to "mug" with Qiqi. Coincidentally met Kelly. Tuesday, netball inter class. Though it was more like Captain's Ball. Wednesday, netball inter class. Like Captain's Ball again. Thursday, AMath peer tutoring and trying to mug for Trigo. A lot toned down compared to last week. With all the NDC stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was pure fun&lt;u&gt;fun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;fun&lt;/b&gt;! :) Hahaha. Okay, more like after school. Though I'm superdeeduper tired now! Trigo quiz was so &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; fun. Need to buck up manzx, Hazel jiayou! :D After school, peer tutoring again! Phys, Chem and EMathhhh. I get Phys a bit more now! That's good. :D Hey, I'm proud of myself kay! Physics is so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; easy. ): Then after that, went down to play basketball, with Genie, Qiqi, Alvyn, Ervin and Eugene. :D Hahaha. At first was like super stone, then slowlyslowly play more. Then Ervin left. ABC sucked! ): Horse was superdee&lt;u&gt;duper&lt;/u&gt; dumb lol. Then, people cameee. After that, match match. Then went to play netball for awhile. I shot in some! B) I feel so prooooud. :D Basketball-ed awhile more after that, it's like, so many guys, 3 girls ._. But they passed the ball to us. Then, ohmygee someone head bleeding! That was damn freaky I swear. Played basketball awhile more. I shot in quite a few. :D Then, frisbee. Hahaha, super dumb. And it got darn dark. :\ Eugene sucks. Kept scaring me with ghosts and stuff like that. D: Went busstop, go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm &lt;u&gt;replacing&lt;/u&gt; the fats that I lost. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllllll, I can't resist chips. And junk food. It's haaaaard, ya'know. Something so delicious. HAHAHA, lol omg so &lt;strong&gt;lame&lt;/strong&gt;. :D My stupid air con is leaking. Annoying. It's like, *toingtoingtoing*. And I feel super lazy to get a bucket to collect the water. I feel very sleepy. The Devil Wears Prada is loading super slowly. ): It's not even halfway loaded! Okay, &lt;strong&gt;NEARLY&lt;/strong&gt; halfway. After I watch finish, then I'll go sleep. :D Which, would be, I have no idea what time. :D Then tomorrow got Chem tuition. At &lt;strong&gt;NINE&lt;/strong&gt;. Have to wake up soooooo early. Yesyes, pity me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go CandyEmpire! :D Get my &lt;strong&gt;mint chocolates&lt;/strong&gt;! (Which Mel oh so hates, and why I still can't understand.) Mint is the absolute &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;kay! :D I just finished the last one. D: Saaaadness. I still got, &lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt; pieces of popping candy chocolate though. :D Though that's super little. And now I'm drinking ribena, which is taking away the minty taste. ): I want my mint chocolates. ): So that I can eat 'em when I'm stressed from mugging before AssWeek. Though AssWeek is awfully long away. But I prolly won't have time to go down by then.&lt;br /&gt;Any takers? :D There's &lt;u&gt;no more&lt;/u&gt; CCA anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm crapping. Cause I don't know what to do, while waiting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hellohellohello,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe,&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plateaux(zxzx). :D&lt;br /&gt;Random. I haven't started on the EOYs encouragement cards. I have no idea what to write either. Should I print pictures, or should I heck. But so weird, like never decorate nicely. ): Siiiiigh. Maybe I'll start &lt;u&gt;tomorrow&lt;/u&gt;. :D Besides, I have 'til Thursday. Enough time (I hope). I &lt;strong&gt;seriously &lt;/strong&gt;don't know what to write for the CTs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: omg u actually went to eat at our poolside restaurant. we trying ways to close it down cause its damn scam money. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I only bought a drink haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chendol: heyyas sexy(though u're not sexy.. oh wells), i'll always be there for u k.. haha.. we can look at chatlogs together and be sad freaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here for you too loves! (: Yeah man, those stupid chatlogs that get us down. ): No more reading, only read happy stuff. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;melissa: obscene today! tsktsk. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, super obscene la omg! X: Hope it never happens again! Poppop the seaweed. :D Super fun haha! And cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: Hello boliao!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello oailob! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: Lol, Awww, I DIDN'T SEE POST NUMBER NINETEEN. I'm so touched! YAY HAZEL!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You. Super. Lag. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: zzz. u toot. so selfish 1 tag also cannot give &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GAVE YOU OKAY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: ok fine. thanks. go tag more :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._______. You damn toot leh haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M WITH YOU&lt;/strong&gt;; Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on a bridge&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you'd be here by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's nothing but the rain &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No footsteps on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening but there's no sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't anyone tryin to find me?&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody come take me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's a damn cold night &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trying to figure out this life &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a place&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for a face&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody here I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause nothing's going right &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And everything's a mess &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And no one likes to be alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't anyone trying to find me?&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody come take me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Trying to figure out this life &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why is everything so confusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Maybe I'm just out of my mind &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But I, I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4987996970342045680?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4987996970342045680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4987996970342045680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4987996970342045680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4987996970342045680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fifty_15.html' title='#FIFTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7887753677462185594</id><published>2008-08-11T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:28:57.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYNINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're exceptional the way you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Don't need to change for nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're incredible, anyone can see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When will you believe that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are nothing but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exceptional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7887753677462185594?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7887753677462185594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7887753677462185594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7887753677462185594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7887753677462185594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fortynine.html' title='#FORTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1242091045604510454</id><published>2008-08-09T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:08:28.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYEIGHT</title><content type='html'>It's been a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it all gets better in time. 'Cause there's absolutely no use in looking back. Keep looking ahead Hazel, there's always a brighter tomorrow. (: Today's the last day to look back. I won't let myself go down in those memories. Move on, move on. Tomorrow's gonna be something new, something better &lt;s&gt;(I hope)&lt;/s&gt;. Shouldn't have read those Chatlogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT HURTS THE MOST; Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don’t bother me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is what I was tryin’ to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I’m doin’ it&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Still harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I wonder, would we last? If Mixer never stepped in. I don't know, it's too late anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1242091045604510454?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1242091045604510454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1242091045604510454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1242091045604510454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1242091045604510454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fortyeight.html' title='#FORTYEIGHT'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8921909744204495477</id><published>2008-08-08T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:03:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;National Day Celebrationssssss&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty okay. House performance was super spastic, and &lt;s&gt;(ohmygee)&lt;/s&gt; embarrassing! Celebrations ended earlier than usuaaal. So went back to SC with Suyi! (: The jam was like, superdeeduper horrible! Then when we reached the busstop, we saw all the super small primary school kids! And then we were wondering, &lt;strong&gt;SHIT IS THE CELEBRATIONS OVER&lt;/strong&gt;. Hahah! Then the field had nobody too! End up, it was in the halllllll. Without all the primary school kids! I miss SC kind of celebrations, super hyped up, and everyone goes daaang high. &lt;s&gt;Unlike NJ.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! I got to see the performance! Of the Harvard guys. Hahaha, omg super spastic luh. But their voices are daaaamn good. &lt;u&gt;LIMEGREEN SOCKSZX&lt;/u&gt;. Uber gayness. And it's so &lt;strong&gt;H-I-G-H&lt;/strong&gt;. Give me those sexylicious socks! After thaaat, said hi to SCNCC people! Tons of misses. (: Then I saw my darling husband, Glaaadys! :D Omg, miss you super tons. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; I saw Oppa too! Andand, Xifan! Beeeeeeeg hugs! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; And Amelia, Estherlyn, Valen, everyoneeee! (: And SCNCC were doing the songgg! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCGS, all the way, we like it here, we like it there, we found ourselves a home, a home, a home sweet homeeee&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the old &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2GR&lt;/span&gt; classroom! :) Which is the current 3DG classs. But thenn, the classroom was locked! So everyone was waiting outside for daaanng long, cause they left their bags inside! In the end, after like almost an hour later, the doors finally opened! :D Heeeehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went KAP with Angela, Estherlyn and Oppa! :D Yaaaayness. Then we slacked there, ate ate! Sushiiiii. My corn from the sushi kept dropping! ): Hahaha. Talked alotttt. Estherlyn kept complaining about her ugly bag! Hahaha, it wasn't that bad luh. Saw this guy and they were saying he looked quite hot, &lt;strong&gt;FROM THE BACK&lt;/strong&gt;. Turn around it's like, bleargh. Talked and stoned there for super longggg, then left. &lt;u&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/u&gt; by the name of Esther Lin Huijing then made me go with her to Hwachong! Lol. We went to poolside cafe. Omggg, the obscenities! Water polo guys are SO GROSSSSSS. Haha, omg funny thing was that, the shop auntie went to her and said that her bag very nice and kept commenting about it. HAHAHA. :D I couldn't stop laughing. Talked for awhile, before going to explore Hwachong! Tried calling people, but not freeee! ): For guide around the school. B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we became &lt;strong&gt;HWACHONG TOURISTS&lt;/strong&gt;! :D The school is like, &lt;strong&gt;SUPERDUPER HUGE&lt;/strong&gt;! Luuuucky shits that study there! Super madness la the school! We were [Oo]. We were walking for ages, and the school is quite pretty! (: Estherlyn had her embarrassing moment! :O And then we crossed over water, HAHA. We barely managed to explore half of the school! It's not even half of the schoool! And our Hwachong-tour shall continue, another time. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, slept for 4+ hours! Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig. Oh wellllllzx, tuition and Geog project tomorrow :\ Rcube on Sunday! (: Then finally can slaaack like mad, despite the fact that exams are coming super soooon! ): Raaawr. Oh well, but I need a break! Two weeks of not going out and dedication to the House Rehearsals! Monday's gonna be playplayplay &lt;s&gt;or catch up on homework&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellll, shall go off now! (: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;080808&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IS A SUPER COOL DATE :D Mainly cause it's one of my favourite numbers. And theeeen, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;121212&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is coming soon! (Well, in four years, four months and four days!) Faaaavourite number. And then I don't know why I still like 12 though! I liked it mainly cause of something last yeaaar. Lolllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: wow, your misses = cant count ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, try luh! I think can one. Just that slowlyslowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: actually there are only 70 misses. u can count :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaaaaay, omg you're dang boliao! You actually went to count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: btw your miss #28 is invalid : [I miss cursing like crazy when I missed 132.] u can still curse missing your 132 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, one problem. I don't take 132 anymore. (: Even if I miss it at MacRitchie also won't die, I got tons of other buses! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JoelT: RELINK PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, okaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: hello! (: y sooooo dead? post! :) dun be lazyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POSTED! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jiali♥: yooooo hazel! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllllllllllloo Jiali! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOA OH (ME VS EVERYONE); Forever The Sickest Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I candy coat and cover everything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm still hiding underneath.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time; It's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;A thousand faces looking up at me,&lt;br /&gt;Hands all pointing to the ceiling,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got friends in highly low places.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on post, and I'm posted up,&lt;br /&gt;Can't afford to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;I've got friends in highly low places,&lt;br /&gt;I'll go inside when I wanna party,&lt;br /&gt;Grab a girl and dance (don't touch me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why do I put myself in these situations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I keep pushing myself, even though I can't take it at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, who taught you how to move like that?&lt;br /&gt;At this pace you're at you're going way too fast.&lt;br /&gt;I, I saw you from across the room, it's me versus every guy&lt;br /&gt;It's your choice you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got friends in highly low places&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time, it's been a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And maybe baby, you can rise above the rest and meet me, yeah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why do I put myself in these situations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I keep pushing myself, even though I can't take it at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why do I put myself in these situations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I keep pushing myself, even though I can't take it at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're worth losing my self esteem&lt;br /&gt;Your clever words mean nothing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;More to me than a line I heard in a movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're worth losing my, losing my, losing my self esteem&lt;br /&gt;You're not worth putting myself in these situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why do I put myself in these situations&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa Oh, Whoa, Whoa Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I keep pushing myself, even though I can't take it at all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8921909744204495477?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8921909744204495477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8921909744204495477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8921909744204495477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8921909744204495477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fortyseven_08.html' title='#FORTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-2599662304292563832</id><published>2008-08-03T20:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:53:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYSIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SJWlJbocILI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5JN89OK2_A/s1600-h/hazelgenie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230268123715477682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SJWlJbocILI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5JN89OK2_A/s320/hazelgenie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything around us is moving,&lt;br /&gt;the time stops for &lt;strong&gt;just &lt;u&gt;us two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredyboredy poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got tonszx of undone homework though. 'Cause I haven't started on anything since Friday. Friday RockNight, reached home around 11plus. Saturday was basically tuitions. Today? Sleeping. :D And to top that, I'm supposed to watch TheCore for geog, which I haven't. It's loaded already, this lazy girl's just lazy to click &lt;strong&gt;PLAY&lt;/strong&gt;. Wowwow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch NDP fireworks! :) Who wants to watch with me? Go Marina and slaccck. Hahaha, I think fireworks are reallyreally preeetty. Yayyay. :D One reason why I like watching AAR's It Ends Tonight. &lt;strong&gt;FIREWOOOOOOORKS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andand, PoppingCandy! :D Haha, so fun. In your mouth, it goes &lt;strong&gt;poppoppop&lt;/strong&gt;! :D Sadly, I only have &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; packets left! D: And I have no idea where my mum got it from, and she can't remember either. RAWR. Very addictive. And you have the joy of it popping. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, that random post before this, with the "Cowwww" thingum, it's RottenBanana Darren Lim Yiren at work again. Who else could it be, &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; random. And &lt;strong&gt;so &lt;/strong&gt;free. And &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; lame. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't know what to type anymore. So I shall just end here. Byebye! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the correlation of salvation and &lt;u&gt;love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont drop your arms&lt;br /&gt;Dont drop your arms, I'll guard your heart&lt;br /&gt;With quiet words, I'll lead you in&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-2599662304292563832?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/2599662304292563832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=2599662304292563832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2599662304292563832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/2599662304292563832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/08/fortysix.html' title='#FORTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SJWlJbocILI/AAAAAAAAAPY/s5JN89OK2_A/s72-c/hazelgenie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1508481097322372686</id><published>2008-07-29T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:42:34.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cowwww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1508481097322372686?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1508481097322372686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1508481097322372686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1508481097322372686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1508481097322372686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/07/cowwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3238628008365540350</id><published>2008-07-26T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:42:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M TRYING, TO FORGET THAT I'M ADDICTED TO Y&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said I switched, but I just felt like blogging here. :D Besides, I haven't really been blogging on the xanga, like only two posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to SC on thursday! :D Just popped back for fun to say hello to the NCC-ers. (: Violet Lim Ziyan was supposed to meet me, but she ended up not coming, cause by the time she reached, they would have been gone. D: And I finally&lt;/u&gt; got to see the room! :D Okay fine, maybe not such a beeeeeg deal to you, but it's a uber &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; deal to me okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss you guys tonszxszx man! :D Hahaha, sheesh really makes me regret going to NJ. :\ Reading back my old blog just now, and all the memories keep coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember 1CO, I remember 2GR, I remember SCNCC. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything, I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this happens everytime I go back, but I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss laughing together like a bunch of mad dogs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss rushing to ScienceLab and then winding up clogging the hallway cause the teacher isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the bigbig toilets.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the messy big classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the random laughter in the middle of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the shoutings across the class.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the snoozing during talks in the KhooAudi.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the class spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I miss chiong-ing for all the class events.&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing class shirts.&lt;br /&gt;I miss having the crazy time coming up with class cheers and the steps.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hiding away from prefects as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;I miss pulling our socks like crazy when we walk through the prefect tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;I miss mocking one another when we get booked.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the comparing of total demerits.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the joy we had of getting HappyNotes.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teachers sigh-ing at 2GR's total demerits.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the fun we had during higher chinese class, with laoshi telling us don't rou ma.&lt;br /&gt;I miss history lessons with Mrs Hee, jumping around the classroom and being comical.&lt;br /&gt;I miss over-weekend &lt;s&gt;mugging&lt;/s&gt;slacking for Monday's tests.&lt;br /&gt;I miss last minute cramming before the test itself.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the spasticness of notebooks.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the stupid things we'll say.&lt;br /&gt;I miss after school pratas.&lt;br /&gt;I miss birthday singing and celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;I miss bickering about who had Jesse and who didn't.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the random doodles in class.&lt;br /&gt;I miss cursing like crazy when I missed 132.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the walk to the RTC bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the talks that we had with each other.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the retarded nicknames we had for one another.&lt;br /&gt;I miss NCC parades.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the pumpings, the scoldings.&lt;br /&gt;I miss platoon bonding.&lt;br /&gt;I miss after-NCC esso/caltex trips.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sitting in a circle eating instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the rush to change into and out of uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;I miss marching for school events.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the horrid muscle aches we would have.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the crazy planning for platoon items for AC/company outings.&lt;br /&gt;I miss singing away like nobody else cared.&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing all the projects.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the crazy truth and dares.&lt;br /&gt;I miss acting twit and everything.&lt;br /&gt;I miss overnight starching of uniforms and kiwi-ing/shining of boots.&lt;br /&gt;I miss camwhoring with all the spasticness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss ego-ing with one another super tons.&lt;br /&gt;I miss copying each other answers on heymath.&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing retarded games during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the unglamness.&lt;br /&gt;I miss laoshi scolding me whenever I sat unglammly.&lt;br /&gt;I miss MrsHee scolding us for our "curtains".&lt;br /&gt;I miss pon-ing ArtClass whenever we could.&lt;br /&gt;I miss chiong-ing out for Profi/IFC.&lt;br /&gt;I miss teasing each other about each other crushes/obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;I miss calling J8 the danger zone for some of us.&lt;br /&gt;I miss platoon recesses.&lt;br /&gt;I miss cooking up a storm during HomeEcs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing experiments in the ScienceLabs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss slacking at the bench outside the classroom.&lt;br /&gt;I miss talking on the phone late in the night.&lt;br /&gt;I miss running on the track in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;I miss comparing prices to the number of fishballs.&lt;br /&gt;I miss making so much noise with the class that the teacher would complain like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I miss laughing at gh3y people running during Jap Class breaks.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hoping it would rain in the morning to escape prefect tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sneaking onto blogs and random websites during ComLab lessons or Music lessons.&lt;br /&gt;I miss class/platoon chalets.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss, I miss, I miss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is, I can't go back in time.&lt;br /&gt;Neither would things be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: GAHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HHHHHAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: A bend in the road is not the end of the road… unless you fail to make the turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Huhhhh? Haha, whaaat! Drive a car, and zoomzoom down the roads then! B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: haha!! they miss you BADLY!! they're going to enter your house some time SOON! :P since you haven't been visiting them. hols now uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, no, they still miss you like crazy! :D We should go running in MacRitchie some time soon! :D Then we'll see what they do to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lauren: yay you replied my dots:D anyway why you never blog about obs! lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I did! In my Xanga. :D Hahaha. Yes, you and your dots! ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JoelT: eh, isn't that the fish pond place in yishun ! O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either Sembawang or Yishun! Hahahah. But it's reaaaaaaaaaaaaal cool! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say no-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna take it slow-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Catch up well now let's go-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Together&lt;/u&gt; we run the show-oh-oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3238628008365540350?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3238628008365540350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3238628008365540350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3238628008365540350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3238628008365540350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/07/fortyfour.html' title='#FORTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6848840908885183088</id><published>2008-07-07T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:01:34.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>Tell me I'm fickle, since when was I not anyway? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're back to where we were,&lt;br /&gt;and all I have to say is Hello, Goodbye, maybe I'll miss.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll be back someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel's one fickle girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/r_unawaylove"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RELINK♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: HI IM SUPER BORED.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO WHO ISNT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: ......................................................................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: ..............................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, I don't even know why I'm replying your "."s. Haha, gosh this is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: .......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, you owe me an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: .......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To make up for today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN: .......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye. This was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kailin: hazel ! i privated my blog. give me your blog email i invite you oks (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, remind me when you come online kay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;joanne: HI HAZEL! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: ._. you know auntie annes are really nice, new flavour! matzarls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this horrid feeling, that you're making fun of me. Are you? Rotten banana is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lauren: hazelgoh! i'm so freaking bored cos im successfully procrastinating on my hw WHERE ARE YOU IDIOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I still haven't done my holiday homework. Okay I started, but haven't finished. I rock manzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;veeohlet-x: okays ; th verdict is , YOU DON'T LIKE DARREN LIM IN THE BGR WAY . fullstop . yayes ! &amp;amp; I LOVE YOU ;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, goooood girl! Yay, I love you too. Soon soon kaay, outing? This week this week! Loves. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: they LOVE you like the mouse loves rice :P HAHA!!! don't be so mean to them &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, NO. Stop denying their love to you. Do you know how they feel, when you push their love to me? They get horribly heartbroken. Olivia, tsktsk, you horrible heartbreaker. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;val(: helloooo!!?? outing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha sorry babe! Yeah, sooon okay? (: Oh man, I want to enter the NCC room! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm sorry, I didn't realise. :O When was your funeral? Heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JoelT: I love that song ! O:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Jordin Sparks? Yeah that song's nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R.: WHERE IS MY BUDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma here, here, here! Betcha missed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: arhh... my face is sooooo darn chao da!!! i dun stink ok! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, everytime kayaking go near you, confirm got some smelly smell. Pity Aditi, must kayak with you. Smeeeellllaaayyyeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: haha. my school aint weird. is ur school SLOOOW. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, your school's just &lt;strong&gt;weird&lt;/strong&gt;. Nothing to do with my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: OI DEAD BLOG. WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh what? Go away, I want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AmandaGoh♥: nice font eh arial? Lol.You and jasmine changed alot lah D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, nope, Tahoma. (: Haha, really? Is that good or bad? :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.: hazel so lian... wan so many piercings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you realise you don't really know me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't you hear me when I'm calling out to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(To you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why don't you listen when I try to make it through?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(To you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, you never know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold a little tighter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4:am forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6848840908885183088?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6848840908885183088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6848840908885183088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6848840908885183088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6848840908885183088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/07/fortythree.html' title='#FORTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4532277613005002081</id><published>2008-06-23T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:18:42.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE STEP AT A TIME&lt;/strong&gt;; Jordin Sparks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurry up and wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So close, but so far away&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Close enough for you to taste&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But you just can't touch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One step at a time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or falling in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One step at a time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're confused, you got it all figured out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If they only knew &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;Or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;br /&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you can't wait any longer&lt;br /&gt;But there's no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;When you need to find the strength&lt;br /&gt;It's the faith that makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;The only way you get there&lt;br /&gt;Is one step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;Or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;br /&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;Or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to happen that we&lt;br /&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Imma addicted to this song. (: And, Nelly&amp;amp;Fergie's &lt;strong&gt;PartyPeople&lt;/strong&gt;. Heh. MSN emoticons are damn cute. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: HAHA!! monkeys love you more lah. don't push them to me.. they'll be v sad :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, don't break their hearts kay. It's obvious that they are madly, deeply in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;veeohlet-x: qirl ! you like darren lim ?! hahahas . i miss yous , qo out soon babe(: nds yes ii have new boyf , don't be that shock okays .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oo] That's the first I heard! Haha, no I don't like him, whatever gave you the idea! Miss you too(: Yeap, soon. Haha kay, not shocked not shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kailin: wheres the outinqs you owe me ahs`qirlqirl [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahaha, here! (: Sometime soon kay? Heh, when you free you call/sms me luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: OH, ZOHAN. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zohan is dang stupid I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: still no tag D: no tag no rainbow D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, whoops I owe you yeah? :X Rainbows!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: DO MY QUIZ HAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Lol, what quiz? Haha kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: its the last day of schl!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Last day of school? Last day of holiday lah ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chendol: HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4532277613005002081?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4532277613005002081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4532277613005002081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4532277613005002081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4532277613005002081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/fortytwo_23.html' title='#FORTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5345120361723789244</id><published>2008-06-17T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:47:26.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FORTYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;I didn't know where to turn to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;See somehow I can't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays ending in a few days. Didn't accomplish much this holiday, but who cares, I never did accomplish things during holidays. The only super sucky thing is that, school is starting. Who cares that first week is Enrichment Week, and second week is OBS. It's still &lt;b&gt;school&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, school, where the rules take over again. Definitely don't look forward. I don't feel like cutting my nails, neither do I feel like doing anything to my fringe. It's short enough already please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just fringe, why bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY100608&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Brian came over, &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; boring day. Mostly stoning, and Brian complaining about the boredom. That was before he got found out there was Cabal on my comp, and started trying it out ._. How veeerrrry interesting. The only interesting thing was talking on the phone at night. But wait, that was like, 12 plus midnight. So i guess there was nothing interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY110608&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Went to J8. With mum, Kristal, Jasmine, Siti and Brian. Hung around, stoning a lot at the playground near Haagen. Got my sexy seventh piercing&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Then went shopping for shirts B) Hazel still badly needs shorts. Another pretty much boring day, but better compared to previous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURSDAY120608&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what really happened. But I know that we got new table, from Brian's mum. (: So now my room has an extra table, and the colourful shelf has been kicked out. And also, a lot less posters. My room wall is almost, completely bare with fugly pink paint. But I put back Jesse's face. Jasmine put her collage of Selena Gomez. I want to repaint. Watched &lt;u&gt;Don't Mess With The Zohan&lt;/u&gt; on my comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFeTHZ0ZtSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zSBTe39FnQY/s1600-h/Zohan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796849103680802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFeTHZ0ZtSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zSBTe39FnQY/s320/Zohan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can say, it's not exactly worth money watching it in theatres. Yeah, it's pretty funny. And the front part was kinda action? Lol, but I guess this movie lets you know that chasing your dreams with many objections sometimes works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY130608;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got woke up super early for no reason. Dad booked tickets for &lt;u&gt;Kungfu Panda&lt;/u&gt; at J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPy7pFII/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y3ICrEBA2wo/s1600-h/kungfupanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212426457865327746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPy7pFII/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y3ICrEBA2wo/s320/kungfupanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite funny I must say, and the panda is really fat. :O Like you didn't know that already. And it's really funny the way they english-ed the word for &lt;b&gt;turtle&lt;/b&gt; in chinese. Definitely worth watching, for the laughs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Bottle Tree Park in the evening for dinner. My dad drove into that place and I realised that it was the super nice place that I always saw whenever the MRT past by.&lt;br /&gt;Kickass lovely place. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pond was lovely. And Brian kept trying to scare me that he saw something bubbling out of the water. That idiot ._. They provide those cycling water rides on the pond, on weekends. So we didn't get to try it out :\ Plus there's a cute playground, and fishing area. The scenery is wonderrrful. Haha, I just love that place. I want to go there again, just to stone or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPtZtuYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3NdtkwcTKiU/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212426456380848514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPtZtuYI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3NdtkwcTKiU/s320/Image069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPyFKThI/AAAAAAAAAOY/azdNJigMSf8/s1600-h/Image068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212426457636818450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCPyFKThI/AAAAAAAAAOY/azdNJigMSf8/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCQOGT88I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6_jzuN9jUbQ/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212426465157837762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCQOGT88I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6_jzuN9jUbQ/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCQV9fX5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/XFBF6cF4e-E/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212426467268321170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFZCQV9fX5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/XFBF6cF4e-E/s320/Image063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8EvdIxXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ct0ohwNkpp4/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212419670883747186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8EvdIxXI/AAAAAAAAANo/Ct0ohwNkpp4/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt came to pick Brian up at night. Jasmine and I had major arranging in our rooms. Okay fine not really. But the table's pretty. (: But my stuff are as unorganised as ever. If you compare my side of the table to Jasmine's, you'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY140608;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got treated in the morning by the "king". Hahaha. McFlurry and medium fries ._. Oh well, still something haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then MRT-ed down to Bugis to meet Qiqi. (: Initial plan, do Maths homework. And we ended up eating, a lot. When we reached, we went to The Soup Spoon. Then went to have some Takopachi before finally heading to J.Co. J.Co is effing cold I swear. :\ Freezing like crazy and the Hazelnut doesn't taste like Hazelnut. It has super lot of milk. Graah. Spent like 2hours on food (: Heh. After that, we went to Fox, where I bought &lt;u&gt;another&lt;/u&gt; shirt. I now owe Qiqi super loads of money. Haha, shit. After that left, cause Qiqi had piano haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8E2M28EI/AAAAAAAAANw/_Clp5Spqt2o/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212419672694517826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8E2M28EI/AAAAAAAAANw/_Clp5Spqt2o/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8FK1M9AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xyLv4KsGaOY/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212419678232441858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8FK1M9AI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xyLv4KsGaOY/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kelly came back today! (: Big news, she's finally &lt;b&gt;over&lt;/b&gt; ______! :D Qiqi and I are super happy for her, cause he's so not the perfect guy, not matter how many times she insists that he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SUNDAY150608;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's day (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy father's day to my dad, and Alger daddy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to aunt's house at CCK to slack before going to Jurong Bird Park with two aunts + family + Siti. Haha, it’s been super long since i went there. My mum complained like super lot. And super slow. There was one point, we walked past the hawks. After we walked past, she was like “Eh Kristal look! Hawks!” The rest of us just grinned non-stop to ourselves. [: Kristal bought super lot of toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still hate The World Of Darkness. Get some bloody light will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8Fb367uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WgP94o97mzI/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212419682807246562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8Fb367uI/AAAAAAAAAOA/WgP94o97mzI/s320/Image078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8FXOckMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zvqgrPm8kUQ/s1600-h/Image080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212419681559548098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFY8FXOckMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/zvqgrPm8kUQ/s320/Image080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel still wants to go zoo.&lt;br /&gt;And cycling.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MONDAY160608;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned at home the entire day, and wasted a lot of SMSes. I blame boredom. And Jesse cohosted TRL! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; cutee. Been listening to his new album. It's obviously different from before, but he sounds as cute as ever! How Do You Sleep?, Told You So, Runnin' and It's Over is nice (: I like Relapse's chorus. The rest are so so, heh. I think after this I'll go listen to his album again.&lt;br /&gt;Jesse baby&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUESDAY170608;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Lauren, after very long (: Heh. There was a guy on the bus who looked good with sleeveless, but I still hate guys in sleeveless. It's just ... :\ Watched &lt;u&gt;Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFeQBomeVVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AuTbneEZVtw/s1600-h/IndianaJones%3B+CrystalSkull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212793451457697106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFeQBomeVVI/AAAAAAAAAO4/AuTbneEZVtw/s320/IndianaJones%3B+CrystalSkull.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty okay I guess. And we were commenting on Irina Spalko, who was played by Cate Blanchett. Her hairstyle and dressing looked like Mrs Hee! Hahaha. But her personality is different from Mrs Hee. And Shia LaBeouf looked quite okay (: After that walked around to check out clothes. Found nice shorts (: Time to take my mum shopping in Orchard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park's Leave Out All The Rest MV is finally out. And I think it looks super cool. Still remember last year I was crazy over this song after Violet introduced it to me. Heh. And Coldplay's Violet Hill MV is darn spastic. The magnifying glass, the piano and the snow. Can't stop laughing at the MV whenever it plays on MTV. And Avril Lavigne's Best Damn Thing MV is like ... Here pink, there pink, everyway pink (!!!) Gaahh. But I like her skull earrings though. Chio&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; And I swear I'm so sick of Flo Rida's Low. If I hear it one more dang time, I'll just kill that idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have dropped my phone &lt;b&gt;once&lt;/b&gt;. Lucky no scratches. And sent 638 SMSes within 9 days. Shoot me, I've got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, that was Darren Lim Yiren, the Rotten Banana, on the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEAVE OUT ALL THE REST&lt;/strong&gt;; Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were so scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But no one would listen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After my dreaming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I leaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm done here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my time comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't resent me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've shared what I made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not all the way through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But neither have you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my time comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't resent me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgetting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my time comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't resent me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgetting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretending&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL IUM BORED TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, haha. Yeah yeah, everyone's bored (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: woah! super spastic faces larh! lols!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the compliments B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aisha: hi hazel!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Aisha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lauren: omg hazel you ahlian haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ahlian! xP Hazel is not a ahlian okay. (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chloe: HELLO HAZEL GOHHHHHHHHHHHH! haha i have stuff to tell you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHLOE WONGGGGGGGGG! Hahaha, about you liking ___? (: HAHA, naw, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: Walao, the pictures so retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's you inside, that's why (: Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amandagoh: oh hey hazel you changed alot Lol. Relink me kay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc-oh-weilin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;http://abc-oh-weilin.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Tc during he holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Amandagoh: the*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a lot? Girl, I think you just didn't see me for very long (: Yeah okay, relink haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tingyun: yo girl wad a shopper:O hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello (: Haha, nah, wait til you see one day when I got super lot of money, then I'll shop super lot heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: haha! i was outside ur house just now :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha really! Why never call me haha. We haven't gone running for very long. I wanna see the monkeys chase you, &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;nurul: i know!!!! i know!!! is it sowing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? [Oo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CABBAGE: HAHA duckie remembers you eh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay, tell duckie I said hi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: and u didnt tag D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, sorry. I will, soon. :D Rainbowwww. (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: loool i did the quiz in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, haha. You did the quiz, and blogged on my blog. Hahaha, you spasticated retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel is super annoyed with Blogger and feels like moving back to Xanga. Grah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now I realised that I really didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you didn't notice you mean everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5345120361723789244?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5345120361723789244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5345120361723789244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5345120361723789244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5345120361723789244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/fortyone.html' title='#FORTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SFeTHZ0ZtSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zSBTe39FnQY/s72-c/Zohan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7790672661076368849</id><published>2008-06-15T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:28:56.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooh, I should disable right clicking and control on this really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah :O I'm joking. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7790672661076368849?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7790672661076368849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7790672661076368849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7790672661076368849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7790672661076368849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/ooh-i-should-disable-right-clicking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5271769921206551846</id><published>2008-06-11T20:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:54:34.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYNINE</title><content type='html'>another spastic two days and counting. cousin brian came to stayover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got &lt;strong&gt;super spastic&lt;/strong&gt; over dinner today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dump the ling"&lt;br /&gt;"we're dumping a lot of lings! we got 20 here."&lt;br /&gt;"eh if we dump the lings, won't they be very heartbroken?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, lucky we're not lings"&lt;br /&gt;*brian drops the dumpling*&lt;br /&gt;"oh no! i just killed a ling"&lt;br /&gt;"let's have a funeral"&lt;br /&gt;"R.I.P. ling #2809581359103"&lt;br /&gt;"a moment of silence please"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh hazel i dare you to lick kristal's tongue"&lt;br /&gt;"ewwwwww no way!"&lt;br /&gt;"saving for your boyfriend right?"&lt;br /&gt;"which boyfriend"&lt;br /&gt;(btw, the "which boyfriend" thing was said by jasmine. she thinks too highly of me xD heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hazel climbs up the roof of the playground thang*&lt;br /&gt;"don't know how to come down! shit._. "&lt;br /&gt;"just slide down la"&lt;br /&gt;"cannot!"&lt;br /&gt;"slide la!"&lt;br /&gt;*hazel slides, and screams. and everyone around stares*&lt;br /&gt;"gah, that was scary"&lt;br /&gt;"you humji la"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brian pokes jasmine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WHAT THE &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"ohmygod shitshit i did not just say that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, okay i'm lazy to blog anymore. bought 4 shirts today. :O and a ringg (: heh. gah i still need shorts and a bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven sexy earholes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm super scared to drop my phone now. scary :\ heh. later spoil, then i'll change phone 735107593015 times this year. hazel shall not, will not, must not drop her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more spastic days ahead, my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;oh and darren was here again, to riddle the day ._. haha, he is the big riddle himself. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5271769921206551846?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5271769921206551846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5271769921206551846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5271769921206551846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5271769921206551846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtynine_11.html' title='#THIRTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8063900733875810433</id><published>2008-06-09T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:37:22.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why am I here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riddle of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which eight letter-ed word in which you constantly remove a letter by a letter, gives you a word at the end, and a word every time you remove? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8063900733875810433?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8063900733875810433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8063900733875810433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8063900733875810433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8063900733875810433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-270079767798436384</id><published>2008-06-09T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:24:25.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;What I'm standing on is sinking in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;And I don't have a clue how to get off of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;But when I look at you there is hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's like you see the sadness in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;You read the blue between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;You could be the one to hold me when I wanna cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel's being such a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's using internet sms, instead of her phone. :D heh, whatever. i decided to be guai, and save sms. and my phone spoilt &lt;s&gt;again&lt;/s&gt; yesterday. managed to persuade my mum to lend me her extra phone. this phone, keeps making me send blank messages. i have sent 9 blank messages so far ._. this year, Hazel has spoilt two phones (yahh, i know so pro right._.) but oh well, new phone in october(: heh. but meanwhile, while you sms, dont blame me if i reply with a "who are you?" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! (: today was a &lt;strong&gt;spassstic &lt;/strong&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda pangseh-ed the group, and went out with kelly and qiqi (: were deciding between marina and vivo, and somehow, i forgot how, we went to marina hahaha. windowshopped at fox, before walking around. got seen by the group we pangsehed. :O busted. (for all you know, we could have been stalking them) after that, went to check movies, but nothing much on, so we went to kfc to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what's kfc good for?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;THE SKIN!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"why do we come kfc for?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;THE SKIN!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"barney has burnt hazel's brain"&lt;br /&gt;"barney burns brains. &lt;strong&gt;alliteration&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;.___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, we were trying to get kelly to stop obsessing over ___. please luh, he's so &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the perfect guy. anyway, after that windowshopped somemore, before deciding to go bugis. then qiqi got an sms from ervin saying that they were at sakae. so went there to say hi/bye, before going off. outside sakae, qiqi and i were kind of making a scene of ourselves. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mummmmmmmy! don't leave us!"&lt;br /&gt;"mummmmy, no how could you!"&lt;br /&gt;*kelly stands one side, pretending that she doesn't know us*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, damn spastic. brian called me, say today after basketball match got into fight ._. gah, the other team was such a sore loser team. can't wait til he comes over to stayover. (then maybe can go poke his bruised eye. nyaha, i'm mean, whatever.) after that, walked to the mrt to go bugis. dropped along diva to buy stuff. bought three necklaces and one pair of earrings. after that, we saw this super skinny woman, but she wasn't pretty, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the mrt, i was like, skipping around. qiqi was sliding cause the floor was super smooth. then kelly started to film us ._. haha, we were like idiots in the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugis! (: hahaha. we walked around, took neos. i wanted to pierce my second cartillage piercing! then kelly lauched into a "no-you-should-not-and-why" talk. and qiqi helped her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly "later you go blind how? NO"&lt;br /&gt;qiqi "oh yah hor! cannnot cannot"&lt;br /&gt;me "but my first one was &lt;u&gt;fine&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;kelly "cannot! i tell your mum"&lt;br /&gt;me "she knows already"&lt;br /&gt;kelly "all?"&lt;br /&gt;me "yeah"&lt;br /&gt;kelly "fine, then i tell your mum you aren't on project meeting today!"&lt;br /&gt;me *sticks out tongue*&lt;br /&gt;qiqi "must use reverse psychology! okay lor, you go pierce, go blind not our fault"&lt;br /&gt;me *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, didnt get to pierce. D: then went to bugis open market. there ah, shop like crazy ._. bought two shirts and nine pairs of earrings. going crazy :\ then both me and kelly started getting stomach pains out of nowhere. D: after that, went back to bugis to go fox. bought another tee. burnt a beeeeeeeg hole in my wallet! now i have &lt;strong&gt;-26 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;. went home, then just nice family was walking to the park, so i had to follow ._. stoned there awhile, before heading back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEEEEEEEEEEEEKTURES &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uaF3NW6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WEXRpRcUoRY/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871369722747810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uaF3NW6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WEXRpRcUoRY/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uaRpaqoI/AAAAAAAAANY/wJbTOdyEE7E/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871372886125186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uaRpaqoI/AAAAAAAAANY/wJbTOdyEE7E/s320/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uamYq2iI/AAAAAAAAANg/cldYWGJwXXY/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209871378453027362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uamYq2iI/AAAAAAAAANg/cldYWGJwXXY/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0toML0EvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cMP3pOU_ARA/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209870512426324722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0toML0EvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/cMP3pOU_ARA/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0towJpeHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bhm1DBOYEaM/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209870522080917618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0towJpeHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Bhm1DBOYEaM/s320/Image031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0to5nWRTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fUtG0PoroQg/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209870524621407538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0to5nWRTI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fUtG0PoroQg/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0tpdirhuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S3QE2YU6gII/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209870534265505506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0tpdirhuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/S3QE2YU6gII/s320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0tpgpkV5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/TrGuTNEgxdU/s1600-h/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209870535099701138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0tpgpkV5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/TrGuTNEgxdU/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the pretttty green dsc-t2, staring right at you! (: positively screams &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEXAYE&lt;/span&gt; doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spastic and a lovely day (: managed to &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; shopping! :D hahaha. i bought three tops, three necklaces, ten earrings. :O hahaha! madnesssssssssss :\ but i still need shorts and bag! (: heh. and my box containing my earrings/necklaces has significantly gotten heavier. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; KELLY &amp;amp; QIQI&lt;br /&gt;green is the absolute loveeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lauren: dude only ssg and msg got the lion in it! loser haha. wah lao you damn bored right go and list out your whole wardrobe. LUZER. i would go out shopping with you but i think im grounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, go shoppping (: grounded? ee why haha. we've got a movie date this holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chendol: hehe.. i LOVE coincidences..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: err. cool i get to see my name :) i dont have ticks u have? o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i dont hahaha. you wish luh, see your name haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;♥xiiao'qirl-x: hazelgoh!` relink relink (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha kk, i will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESTHERLYN: HIII SH*T! YOU NEH TAG ME SINCE MY WHOLE LIFEEE LUH. HAHA OK NOT LITERALLY. I MUST RELINK YOU AGAIN, I GET IT. HAHAHA. LUVVV!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I DID TAG YOU OKAY, YEAAAAH RELINK ME:D LOVEEEE TOO (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JAS:D: barney suuuuuucks. and you were wasting my phone battery during the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesyes, barney sucks.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CRASH AND BURN&lt;/b&gt;; Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And the world has turned its back on you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a loyal friend is hard to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're caught in a one way street&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the monsters in your head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;When hopes and dreams are far away and&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You feel like you can't face the day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause there has always been heartache and pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when it's over you'll breathe again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll breathe again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And the world has turned its back on you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me a moment please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To tame your wild wild heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're not alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this song's so sweet! (: me loveeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-270079767798436384?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/270079767798436384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=270079767798436384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/270079767798436384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/270079767798436384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtyseven.html' title='#THIRTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SE0uaF3NW6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/WEXRpRcUoRY/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6375022909620282195</id><published>2008-06-07T20:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T21:44:46.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYSIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;Still I'd give the world to see your face&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel is awfully bored. she totally doesn't know what to do during the holidays. and she feels that Barney sucks shit. xP burn burn burn in hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Barney show was hella boring. Kristal didn't enjoy it either. i didn't know there was a orange dinosaur in Barney ._. and the voice is so freaking &lt;u&gt;irritating&lt;/u&gt;. throughout the whole show, i felt like throwing strepsils on stage. that voice, is so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; cute. and BabyBop was half the height of Barney. so was the orange dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and throughout the entire show, okay not entire, but most. i was staring at the lights, the effects everything, wondering how it's done. i felt like getting up from my seat, and going to the control room, or whenever the controls are and go just fiddle with them. maybe because the show was so awfully boring, maybe because i just had this curiousity in me. curiousity kills the cat, whatever, there was no cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is what PA does to you after all. hey, in a positive way. (: nothing wrong with all the lightings, sound effects right? i mean, it's just cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel wants to shop, badly. this sounds materialistic, but whatever. retail therapy is in need here. (: hey, i haven't been making full use of GreatSingaporeSale okay. in fact, i haven't been making any use of it &lt;u&gt;at all&lt;/u&gt;! which sucks. i need tons of new stuff. :\ like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S-H-I-R-T-S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hazel's cupboard is currently facing a huge shortage of shirts. there's like, around 5 that i can actually still wear? okay i have a few 5 others that i can wear, but my mum totally restricts me from wearing those out, cause she says it looks "old". like my sc tees. either that or many of my shirts are like small, or i just don't wear them regularly. like, tank tops, blah. i just don't wear those. (: tees are more of my kind of scene.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHORTSZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the only few pairs of shorts that i own, are not to be worn out. cause it's just, plain weird. i'm sure everyone's pretty sick of me wearing my berms. (: hahaha. or fbts! but fbts don't go with every single shirt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JEANS/CARGOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is turning out to be some fugging materialistic list, but a little call out to those who suddenly feel kind to buy Hazel stuff.) my jeans are hella tight or loose. my cargos are just fine, but i only own two pairs? hahaha. though i rather shorts right now, cause Singapore's weather is killer. :\&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOEEEEEEEEEEES &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have, four green slippers, one walking shoe, two track shoes. (: a girl needs shoes. i'm a girl, i need shoes. (this sounds so mi-ish) but in short, i just need shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOODIES! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; one would reallyreally do some wonders.) Hazel has this fetish for hoodies. and she doesn't mind more. she currently has three, and too many hoodies won't ever hurt! though they say too much is no good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new schoooolbag. if you've seen the state of mine, you'll understand. hey, i dont buy bags for nothing. i know my limits. but one or two new bags will do some good. :D don't bother about the purses and handbags, they're so ... bimbotic.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay that was all for my bimbotic, materialistic rantings. now ignore, unless you're some nice kid who feels the need to donate to such a &lt;s&gt;worthy&lt;/s&gt; charity. (who am i trying to kid, but whatever.) in short, i just need to go shop [: i want a ring and new earrings/studs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy never hurt anyone.&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bugis, Orchard, Suntec/Marina, Vivo. anyone? not in one day, duh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to go to childcare again! no, not to go there and be one of the child being cared for, but going there to help. like last year. Namaste. (: he's so effing cute (and hot &lt;strong&gt;for a small little child&lt;/strong&gt;), and no i'm not a paedophile. i wonder how he is doing. :\ he's primary one now i think. i miss the kids at childcare last year! someone, go childcare with me (: i want to go there, cip or not cip, i just want to. the kids there just make everything so rewarding. and what can you say, i love kids (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no really, i don't terrorize them or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just remembered, there was this stall just now at Suntec called "Hazelnutz". gah, call the store whatever name you want, just don't twit-ify my name please and thank you. take away the freaking "z". you can go zzz yourself to sleep, but don't make is Hazelnut&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;z&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. like what the hell? if you want, Hazelnuts will do fine, though that is a weird name to call a store. stick to Hazel maybe, like the store Valerie. Hazelnutz, gah. the "z" at the back, is so &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR,&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored i'm bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you wonder why i didn't put that in rainbow colours. i'm not &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; bored. i'm bored fine, but i'm not &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; bored, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: i see my name on #34. ok. is that all im suppose to see? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh no, you're supposed to see your name lighted up on fireworks, bursting in the sky during NationalDayParade 2008, which by the way is coming in 72 days. i think you better go get tickets, but wait you should already have, since your name is on the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm mindlessly ranting. ignore, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: o wait btw &lt;&gt;&gt;&gt; is 2SG rank. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, uh, okay. 2sg, haha. isn't there supposed to be like, the lion thang in it? lol. why don't you put that in as well? okay i'm just bored. ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tingyun: hello chios=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my twin! you are chio-er please. haha, congrats for getting secretary, exco 08/09(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;vall(: heyyo haha i cant rmb why i said oh man. tsk haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valerieee, you're so weird. maybe you said oh man, cause at that time, an old man walked past you, and you were like "old man" but you switched the old to oh. okay i don't know what i'm talking about either. IGNORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is very wrong with my mind today. blame Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i speak nothing, but pure gibberish. so maybe you could just ignore this post in total. i'm just letting my fingers do the thinking and the typing, cause i obviously can't let my mind do the reverse. like let my fingers think and let my mind type. can you imagine my mind typing? i wonder how it would actually type. hahaha, funny. the brain types. okay maybe our brain controls the way our fingers can type, but it doesn't type. haha, maybe my brain's a fantastic one (yeah i wish). the first ever one-of-a-kind unique &lt;strong&gt;typing brain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Bradley Hand ITC;"&gt;Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day&lt;br /&gt;Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA&lt;br /&gt;I really want to come kick it with you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my American Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7985046959909942154-6375022909620282195?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6375022909620282195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6375022909620282195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6375022909620282195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6375022909620282195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtysix.html' title='#THIRTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3277177246088756747</id><published>2008-06-06T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T00:59:27.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;(#3 post today! but who cares hahahaha, i'm bored, and kinda pissed! STUPID BARNEY. you gh3yshit dinosaur.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid's so funny (: i'm in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; (the words, not me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A BIRD! so i can flyyyyyyy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha flyflyfly! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even crazier. then what kind of person you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;a papa bird! i'll be mama bird! then we can fly together:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy person, crazy talk. *mumbles something*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HUH YOU HATE ME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mumbles something*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;did you say "i hate you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then what did you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said "i haaaaaaaaaaaaate you". you pronounce it longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha wth! she's so dumb. but haha, fly like a bird, that's really what i want (: just fly away, my little dose of fantasy, the get away from reality. hahahah (: i'll really love that. i wanna go backpacking around the world! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1: Who was your last call from and what was it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, asking her to pick me up after PA Camp.&lt;br /&gt;(Whatever, haha, i know. i haven't touched my phone for long, cause i simply can't be bothered to pick up calls. HAHA, sorry kelly&amp;amp;brian!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2: Is there a member of the opposite gender on your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaap :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3: Last movie you watched and with who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Happens In Vegas! (:&lt;br /&gt;nurul, qiqi, daryl, ervin, joewei, kevin, matthew and nigel.&lt;br /&gt;(i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4: Have you told anybody you loved them today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yeaaap. qiqi and violet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5: What mood are you in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit sleepy, and kinda sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6: Do you miss anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;dont get me started :\ alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7: Are you growing apart from someone close?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyesyes! D: scgs friends :\&lt;br /&gt;which really sucks. cause i miss them hell lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8: What would you do if your last ex called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, ignore xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9: Where was your default pic taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha friendster} scgs 3co classroom. friendster} some condo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10: Have you ever liked anyone on your top friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11: Do you have a facebook?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but i kinda ditched it:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12: What is one thing that's hurting you right on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____ (U)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;13: Is there anybody you wish you could kill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHH. xP&lt;br /&gt;(and i know someone else who wants to kill that person too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;14: What will you be doing at 8am tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, sleeping:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;15: When is the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;17: Is Tom your friend on myspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who's tom [Oo]&lt;br /&gt;oh your boyfriend? :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18: Do you have a best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i dont have a best friend, but i have super good friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;19: Are you dating the person you text the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm cutting down on my texts. 1603 SMSES! :\ MADNESS!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm single. lol ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;20: Is there anyone you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't say hate, but big portion of huge dislike (: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;(hahah! the lyrics playing now on 987 is &lt;em&gt;seven things I hate about you&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;21: Who is the last person you held hands with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristal :D hahaha, she's so adorable :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;22: Do you like someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i like everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;(say imma great friend, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;23: How much are you on the phone daily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, hardly! (: i'm a good girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;24: Are you in a good mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. (STUPID GH3Y DINOSAUR!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;25: Have you ever been in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, infatuation maybe. obsession maybe.&lt;br /&gt;love, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;26: Do you love your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i love me, but i dont love the way life's working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;27: What's your favorite shirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLUE PULL&amp;amp;BEAR TEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;28: Who cleans your room ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum/maid. but i prefer my room the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;messy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;29: What are you really into?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, right now? sleeping and eating :D i wish i'll get my mind back onto skateboarding though! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;30: What is something you really want to do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget forget forget! D: (AND PUNCHBOX BARNEY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;31: Do your parents know what's happening in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah right, if they did, it prolly wont be this bad. or maybe not. they'll prolly make it worst (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;32: Who do you trust with EVERYTHING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, those who are willing to listen, and dont tell (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;33: Are you living a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. i'm living a huge lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;34: Sometimes, do you wish you were someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, MANY TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;35: Who was the third last person that left you a comment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog} valerie. friendster} kelly (havent accepted though xD super lazy to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;36: Did you hug anyone yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristal (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;37: Who made you laugh last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid! hahhaha. she's damn retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;38: What will you be doing in 3 hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;39: What is your wallpaper on your phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some senseless design from the phone, cause it's temporary phone._. and the phone really sucks. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;40: What color are your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brownish black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;41: What would you do if you get the NDP tickets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could get someone to really crap&amp;amp;laugh with at the performances, i wont mind going. if not, i rather give away:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;42: Will you be in a relationship in 50 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;43: Who were you with last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god this question is somewhat scaring me, but i was with my darling comp (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;44: What's outside your window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, this is scaring me too :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;45: What are you doing this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might have to go watch stupid barney if my dad continues to not let me go out tomorrow. D: RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;u&gt;punchbox&lt;/u&gt; is a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; word B)&lt;br /&gt;and there has been so many &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;razy &lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt;oincidences today. (alliteration!) which i won't say. lol xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VALEN♥: HIII. Geee, thanks. Hahahah, I love you babyyyy! MUAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you toooo! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chendol: heyloo hazelly!! i wanna BOINGGGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah why! (: is it about ______?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;vall(: oh man.. haha you ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha what me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;xinyuan: hazel! cheer up you sound sad in your latest post. its ok i love you (:&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha, i love you too! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: lolll..haha i dont really have the mood :/ ah.. sorry ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROTTENBANANA! why so emo? haha cheeeer up dudezx. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so now, am i supposed to make a correction to my quiz? cause i just said "ily" to two more people hahaha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SElQHyZs9TI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IOHzpMO88cQ/s1600-h/swing..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208782538749572402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SElQHyZs9TI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IOHzpMO88cQ/s320/swing..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here alone, didn't wanna leave &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart won't move, it's incomplete &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wish there was a way that I can make you understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks alot, thanks a whole lot. the fall is long, i'm not yet reaching the bottom. the hole dug, was a huge one. you dug it for me, and pushed me in. what can i say? i was crazy, mad, to like you. now my heart's torn apart. i guess all i can say, is that i have myself to blame. i don't even know who i am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3277177246088756747?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3277177246088756747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3277177246088756747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3277177246088756747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3277177246088756747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtyfive.html' title='#THIRTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SElQHyZs9TI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/IOHzpMO88cQ/s72-c/swing..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5409684383553282945</id><published>2008-06-06T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:11:04.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>sabo-ed by violet lim ziyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;-Remove one question from above &amp;amp; replace it with your own.&lt;br /&gt;-Tag eight people, list them down at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;-Notify them in their chatbox that they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) How long will you wait for someone you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;until i think that i can live life perfectly without him(: or til i see him with some girl ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2) What do you hope for now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make my life better (: my life is pretty much in the dumps now :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3) What is the last thing you do/say if tomorrow is the end of the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hug and give a kiss on the cheek to all those who stood by me for my 14 years. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4) Do you hate your friends sometimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i said i loved them all the time, that'll be overrated. so yes, sometimes it just happens (: but i still love them all the same after that :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5) What will you do if your best friend has been kidnapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;go all the way possible to saaave! (: haha. the kidnapper would be prolly be too jealous about my best friend ranting all the time about me that he'll just let her go. :D nah, kidding (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;6) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey this isn't believing! (: it's scienceeee! (yes i know, i hate science. but sad, it's true! it's a faaact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7) Who will you choose between your ex boyfriend &amp;amp; your current boyfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha current! cause hazel's currently &lt;strong&gt;S-I-N-G-L-E&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8) What kind of people do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha, people who enjoy making my life more miserable than it already is :\ okay fine, my life ain't that bad, but still! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9) Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;now? nope, not at all. i just want my dose of fantasy back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;10) What if your crush asked you out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say yes? and hyperventilate once he's gone to anyone available. :D hahaha, i'll jump over the moon if that ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11) What will you do when you have a crush that knows you have a crush on him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. everything would just get so awkward, and i prolly won't know how to face him! like when i see him, i won't be able to talk or look at him properly, ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;12) What feelings do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;when people just toy with your feelings, like you're some kind of thing that can't really feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;13) What will you do if you fall in love with a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do anything possible for him, and just hope he'll be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14) What are you looking forward to in the coming weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting out of the house? (: home's just so boring! i want to go out out out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15) The most important thing in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and good friends that stick by me [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;16) Who do you hope to always be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;those that i love. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;17) Do you find life meaningless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;life's about living to die. so kind of i guess xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;18) Who do you love the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love myself! (: yesyes, i'm ego, but whatever. it's important to love yourself (: hahaha. and my good friends! and family.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;19) Do you believe that there's 'True Love'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, love just doesn't last. love doesn't really exist either. it's just something that people create to make us feel that we have something to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;20) What's your greatest wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i've got tons of wishes (: i'm greedy, whatever! hahaha. so i'll just wish for a wish to grant all my wishes (: hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21) What will you change if you can turn back time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my decision to come nj (: it's been nice knowing everyone, but nj life just isn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; people i tag :D&lt;br /&gt;chandel, genie, kelly, qiqi, valen, valerie mok, darrenlim, yujie&lt;br /&gt;(hahaha &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; questions!)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;my ear hurts like crap! ): and my mum has been nonstop trying to convince me to close two of my earholes! xP you wissssssssh. hahaha. oh well! (: i realised i've been double posting alot a day! hahaha. i haven't asked my mum whether i can go out tomorrow :\ more like "project" tomorrow (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;rainbow hearts &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fsnz: hahahs omg... u play maple? lols!!! (: y u nowadys suddenly feel so down 1 der harr? O.o cheer up! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha yeah, used to. i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;veeohlet-x: qqirl . go my blog awhile (: read the top most post ;D and do it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha yeah done! (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;veeohlet-x: ands ily ! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love you too! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIRED OF BEING SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;; Enrique Iglesias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't know why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You want to follow me tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When in the rest of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With whom I've crossed and I've quarreled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Let's me down so&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a thousand reasons that I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To share forever the unrest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all the demons I possess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beneath the silver moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you were right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But baby I was lonely&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm tired of being sorry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eighth and Ocean Drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all the vampires and their brides&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're all bloodless and blind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And longing for a life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beyond the silver moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you were right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But baby I was lonely&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm tired of being sorry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing in the street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying out for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one sees me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the silver moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far away - so outer space&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I've trashed myself - I've lost my way&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've got to get to you got to get to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you were right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But baby I was lonely&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm tired of being sorry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing in the street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying out for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one sees me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the silver moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(lalalala)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe you were right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;But baby I was lonely&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm tired of being sorry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm standing in the street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crying out for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one sees me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the silver moon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5409684383553282945?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5409684383553282945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5409684383553282945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5409684383553282945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5409684383553282945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtyfour.html' title='#THIRTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3980730369737837904</id><published>2008-06-06T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:03:22.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>I'M SO BOREDZXZXZXZX (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch a showwwwwwwwwwwwww. but i don't know what to watch! (: yay going out tomorrow! with either michelle or kelllllly. michelle havent replied me yet! D: haha, rawr! whatwhatwhat show should i watch! :\ or should i go sian go back to playing maple. HAHAHA(x omg, i dont know what to do i'm so boooooooored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this rate, i'm gonna jump around the house like some crazy person. :D ahaha. i want to go esssso soon! but my hair is not dried yet! i'll look like some mad person going out of the house with my wet hair! i look like some imh person! :O hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh! my top piercing getting infection again! so i dont know if i should go pierce tomorrow! :\ but i really want to! if not, it wont heal in time before school starts! and that would really suck! D: hahaha. heal infection, heal! (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CABBAGE: hey why are you so down! cheer up! :Dyou can hug duckie if you want :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think duckie no longer remembers me! does he/she? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: &lt;&gt;&gt;&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oo] (!!!) haha, you weeeeeeeeird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly: Youuuuu, Hazel Goh, never tell me you move back to blogger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly Goh! you blur sotong, i move like super long time ago already! hahah, i thought you knew! :O besides, it's like written BIGBEEEEEG on my &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/r_unawayylove"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&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/7985046959909942154-3980730369737837904?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3980730369737837904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3980730369737837904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3980730369737837904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3980730369737837904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtythree.html' title='#THIRTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7196454228270700752</id><published>2008-06-05T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:06:52.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OVER YOU&lt;/b&gt;; Daughtry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I got over you. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;There was nothing I could say. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I got over you. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I got over you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;okay it's past 11, i gotta go sleep. i feel like such a freak ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7196454228270700752?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7196454228270700752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7196454228270700752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7196454228270700752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7196454228270700752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtytwo.html' title='#THIRTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5223705013162300616</id><published>2008-06-05T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:13:35.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTYONE</title><content type='html'>haha, emo post yesterday :X was feeling really super down. but the only way i guess for now, just don't think about it. (: dont ask. i'll tell you if i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. &lt;u&gt;PA Camp&lt;/u&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY020608&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;met genie in school first, that girl made me walk to rgps and back for her, &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;! D: tsktsk. then went to the amphi. different groups as her! same group as cassandra, lingling, hsiangwei and shoujin. levon and zhiping were in charge. (: haha. then played games before going to the bunk. all the girls in ta26, guys in ta24. other girls were genie, grace, shijin and tingyun (: after that lunch (i think). superduper hungry. :D haha. then mock events. was at lt1. okay, i blank out already. :D fast forward to games! hahaha. cause shoujin only came like, the next day, and cass was not feeling well, so only me, lingling and hsiangwei. short of people, so huzaifah joined us. caterpillar really killed my butt .__. after that, batheeeeeeeeeeee. :D then debrief go sleep! :D&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and PA jacket is the loooooooooooooooooove♥ (though it stank like crazy when i first got it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY030608&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;woke up after waking up super lot of times at night. super cold :\ woke up, the door was locked! so tingyun had to climb out and get the key from grace in ta27. haha. washed up, then went for breakfast! :D after that, mock event. then external hunt! (: went to suntec, then pepperlunched. :D hahaha. one of the stations super retard, had to do pa cheer in citylink. then all the people stare :\ damn weird! haha. got ben&amp;amp;jerrys xD after that, final station was the library. we were the second group to reach. hahaha. then walked to the busstop after the last group arrived. tingyun became my twinnnn. (: haha, and joseph is the 大小姐! hahaha. went back to school, dinner (: haha. then at night got night hikeeeeeeeeeee :\ scaryscary! have to blindfold somemore, rawr! then i was grabbing cass's hands damn tightly. so many obstacles. hahaha. then at the end, cause the seniors like suddenly run away, so we sat in a circle, and started crapping. after the entire thing, the seniors were telling us all the funny stuff that happened, and a lot had to do with hsiangwei. hahaha! funny. then bathed. (: it was like 1plus. superduper tired. we ordered macs cause damn hungry. :D haha. then finally went to sleep after playing a few rounds of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY040608&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;wake up, breakfast. :D haha then mock event. joseph left halfway cause he got stuff on. then left me, cass and shijin! then three girls with superdupersuperduper lot of stufff to carry! :\ haha. then after that, pack stuff and clean cables. then handover! haha. congrats to those who got into the new exco! (: haha. after that, slowly walked out to busstop with genie. :D reached home, bathed, ate, and slept super early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today at 1pm xD i slept for 15hours! :D haha. finished watching GossipGirl, now looking for a new show to watch! (: i want to continue watching VeronicaMars, but then. i can't find the proper full episodes from sidereel *narrows eyes* hahaha. :D rawr, my mum is using the phone in my room. don't like the phone in my room! so annoying. D: ringringring. hahaha. *shoots the phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel is still looking for people to watch &lt;u&gt;Made Of Honour&lt;/u&gt;. :D and she wants to go shopping. :D hahaha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hazel is gonna sleep early from now on. :D started from yesterday. so 11 or earlier, hazel won't be online anymore!&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jiali♥: haha hazel, go watch made of honor! it's darnnneddd funny. hahah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i want to watch! D: but everyone seems to have watched it! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CABBAGE: TAG :D :D :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: update! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updated, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: haaaazel darling! what happened ahhh. :/ omg i haven't talked to you for quite a few days already, shall catch up with you sooon! I LOVE YOU HAZEL! (L) don't be sad anymore alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i'm fine now! :D i'll tell you when i see you onlineeeeeeeeee. hahaha I LOVE YOU TOO! (L)&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPILY NEVER AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;; Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Ooooo, yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think I want this anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she drops her ring to the floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She says to herself you've left before, (yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time you will stay gone that's for sure, (yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And he shattered something else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She dragged her suitcase down the path&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the driveway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had never gone that far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Normally this would be the time that she&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would let him talk her out of leaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But this time, without crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she got into her car she said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, happily never after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That just ain't for me, because finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know, I deserve better after all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never let another teardrop fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Faaaaaaallll)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she drove away she starts to smile, (yeah) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Realized she hadn't for awhile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No destination she drove for miles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wondering why she stayed in such denial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was laughing about the way he shattered something else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She dragged her suitcase down the path&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the driveway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had never gone that far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Normally this would be the time that she&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would let him talk her out of leaving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But this time, without crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As she got into her car she said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, happily never after&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That just ain't for me, (that just ain't for me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know, I deserve better after all, (that just ain't for me yeah)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never let another teardrop fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm done, I'm done, said I'm so done (so done yeah)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm free, I'm free, (so free)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Free to feel the way I feel, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She inhales a breath she never breathed before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't want no drama no more&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause she says no &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happily never after (after)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That just ain't for me (oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know, I deserve better after all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never let another teardrop fall (I'm done, I'm done)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No happily never after, that just aint for me, (I'm free, I'm free) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know I deserve better after all&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll never let another tear drop fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, so done, I'm done, so done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Said I'm done, I'm done, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll go on deluding myself, believing, that i will forget. (: i'm gonna pysch myself, no matter what. i will forget, i must forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5223705013162300616?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5223705013162300616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5223705013162300616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5223705013162300616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5223705013162300616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirtyone.html' title='#THIRTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1195225288967593500</id><published>2008-06-04T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:30:12.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTY</title><content type='html'>time to pick up the pieces, from where i last broke. there's no use staying on, and i shouldn't hold on. it's the only way out. i'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;天灰&lt;/strong&gt;; S.H.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你不再出现&lt;br /&gt;我的世界　还有什么可贵&lt;br /&gt;可惜不够时间&lt;br /&gt;让我们试验　什么叫永远&lt;br /&gt;想念变成怀念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;心动变成心碎&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偏偏还会关切&lt;br /&gt;你最后属于谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的天空今天有点灰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的心是个落叶的季节&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我不知道如何度过今夜&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;所有的灯　早已经全都熄灭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果你从没出现&lt;br /&gt;我会不会　觉得快乐一些&lt;br /&gt;可惜残忍时间&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;总要把诺言一点点摧毁&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念变成怀念&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;心动变成心碎&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偏偏还会关切&lt;br /&gt;你最后属于谁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的天空今天有点灰&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我的心是个落叶的季节&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我不知道如何度过今夜&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;所有的灯　早已经全都熄灭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的天空今天有点灰&lt;br /&gt;我的心是个落叶的季节&lt;br /&gt;我不知道如何度过今夜&lt;br /&gt;所有的灯　早已经全都熄灭&lt;br /&gt;我的天空今天有点灰&lt;br /&gt;我的心是个落叶的季节&lt;br /&gt;我不知道如何度过今夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;所有的灯　早已经全都熄灭&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one of those times, that you can't help but either scream, or break down, crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1195225288967593500?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1195225288967593500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1195225288967593500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1195225288967593500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1195225288967593500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/thirty.html' title='#THIRTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5522939477306524013</id><published>2008-06-01T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:11:20.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYNINE</title><content type='html'>HELLO :D imma back (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, whatever lah darren lim yiren. you are freaking bullshit! and veeery random. just like a rotten banana. :D haha. "gay poem" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OAC camp. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the view from the mountain was loveeeely and the waterfall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;280508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to tanjong pagar with sueann and luke. had to call people along the way to bring food cause i was bloody hungry. :D sean cut hair, then got three stripes! damn nice haha. traaain :D got bunk beds (: played cards, gossiped with qiqi, and went to the canteen :D bedtime was at 10. i slept for like 15mins, then woke up. tossed and turned super loads before sleeping 1 hour later. i pity the person below me. :D which was kuanloong. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;290508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch-ed at the train station! then took the van up to part of the mountain before we started trekking towards base camp. sean was took few steps and was like "oh shit, i'm tired already" hahah! i got low in sugar then had to stop ._. then alvyn helped to carry my bag haha. thaaanks yo. the waterfall was dang preeeetty (: haha. at base camp, which took about two hours to reach, put down our bags and pitched tents. tent-ed with dhiya, grace and lizhen because same group. energy bars for lunch. :D haha. hiked to summit after that. supposed to be 4 hours journey, but i only lasted for 2 hours. sat down, then leg suddenly cramped up super loads, and couldn't stand .__. so didn't follow. qiqi stayed along with mr lam. then around 1 hour plus later, hiked back down to base camp with qiqi, vicki, ms lee, mr lam and guide. slacked at the waterfall then went back to base camp. ms lee bought us drinks. :D haha. the guys came back not long after. played cards then had dinner (: after that cleared up, talked to qiqi, then played cards with grace, lizhen and qiqi then finally sleeep. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;300508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 4 cause of the rain. superduper cold night :\ then went back to sleep. woke up at 6, changed and assembled. missed the sunrise. D: then played games. charades (: then raaaain! ._. played cards with dhiya, grace, lizhen and qiqi. then after the rain, had some bidding game. our group got around 119 points (: haha. then bathing/packing up/lunch time. played cards again. lunch was porridge. :D burnt tongue ._. climbed down mountains, knee hurt like craaap D: and the ground damn slippery! super loads of thanks to kuanloong and dhiya! :D at the bottom, van-ed to the caves there. we were the first group to van back, so we had to wait for the rest. kuanloong can't swing! LOL. deprived childhood. then went caving. :D super cooool. from the first cave to the second cave, it started to rain ._. so we had to climb in the rain ._. then going up to the second cave, i hit my knee ._. the one that hurt. sucked haha. then jessie asked kuanloong to help me even more. i owe kuanloong &lt;u&gt;thousands&lt;/u&gt; of big fat Thank Yous! :D&lt;br /&gt;thank you super loaaaaaaads Ong Kuan Loong!&lt;br /&gt;haha, didnt get leeched. xD then van-ed down to train station. first to bathe! (: shared two packs of food with qiqi. stoned til the train came. which was super longgg. cause our train bookings got problem! so meant that we didn't have seats. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt;310508;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand on train! there was two seats, so the seniors in the group made me and luke sit. so got to sleep til about 1am. then i played with luke's handphone then switched with lizhen and terence. went back to stand. then went to look for seats with kuanloong and luke. found more floor space. i was kinda hyper. :D haha. crapped and played cards. there was one seat and the two guys made me sit. superduper cold. fell asleep woke up around 5am. found ms khoo and kuanloong on the floor there sleeping. kuanloong fell off the chair-like thing! hahaha. super hard to sleep so went to canteen with kuanloong. veryveryvery warm there. :D drank milo and crapped. then ms khoo came around 6am to drink then zao. then kevin and mervyn came. crapped and kevin drink tehtarik damn funny. there was this guy snoring super loud! lol. then they left, luke came. after awhile, qiqi came also. crapped til around 9plus. then look for seats. :D haha. the train was rather empty. super tired so fell asleep. alighted around 11 then bus-ed to causeway with kaiting, sueann, kuanloong, luke, waikit and some other senior :X cabbed from there to homee with sueann. :D&lt;br /&gt;reach home, spam bathe, brush teeth (: then slept for about six hours. woke up, ate and tv-ed. (: then comp-ed awhile then slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha supeeeeeeeeeeer summarised version. :D one huge chunk of words. haha. in short, camp was pretty much enjoyable and the suckiest part was my knee ._. and thank you super loads to kuanloong for helping me soooo much! dhiya too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! (: slept alot, then went to toa payoh around 4 plus. bought fbts. :D then after that, went to wheelock place and stoned. kristal got lost :O haha. but found her (: she super cute haha. then went to sheraton towers for dinner with mum's side of the family. :D hanwei going army in few days. so family dinner. :D hahaha. he bring girlfriend, then hanying bring boyfriend. lol hahaha. the food, was pretty little .__. like so fast finish. haha. kristal found a new friend there. super funny, when leave, then they hug. the boy lifted his legs, so kristal was carrying the boy ._. hahaha. crapped with brian. nicholson lent me his phone for awhile to use the mirror, omg i realised i have fricking big eyebags! sleeping early after PA camp onwards! madnesssssss! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaaaay, tomorrow is PA camp (: haven't packed! :\ hahha. better started packing man. and my buddy's so niceee! [: he sent me a sms today, saying that he missed me! yes buddy, i miss you too! (: hahaha. have fun at school tomorrow haha, sad case. my buddy is super nice! (: i'm gonna miss so many days of muttons! D: haha. oh well. i need shopping partners (: haha, i want to go shopshop at bugis/orchard/vivo. :D hahaha! (: and i want to go to the zoo (yesyesyesD: ) and sentosaaaaaaaa. (: AND I WANT TO WATCH &lt;u&gt;MADE OF HONOUR&lt;/u&gt;! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOOD LUCK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; TO PLATOONMATES WHO ARE GOING FOR SPECS TOMORROW. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shut up lauren, who got to watch tobg on the plane. D: not fair! :\ she said it was super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY &lt;u&gt;FIFTEENTH&lt;/u&gt; BIRTHDAY&lt;/strong&gt; TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEAN QUEK&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to pack for pa camp! (:&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: hahahs who else... the 1 tat u all kip sayiing is hot! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, WHAT? lol. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Olivia: haha!! hazel goh!! you linked my blog wrongly O_o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did? omggg, paiseh! :X then what's the url? haha sorry babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: YO BACK FROM OBS. HAHAHA OBS IS THE SEX &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, rotten banana. you toot, come back from obs, blog on my blog ._.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAY (ALL I NEED)&lt;/strong&gt;; One Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know where your heart is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or did you trade it for something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere better just to have it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know where your love is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think that you lost it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You felt it so strong, but&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing's turned out how you wanted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, bless my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're a lonely soul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you won't let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, all I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a place to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know where your fate is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And are you trying to shake it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're doing your best and your best look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're praying that you make it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, bless my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're a lonely soul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you won't let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of anything you hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, all I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a place to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said all I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a place to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better than you had it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better than you had it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said all I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a place to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said all I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a place to rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenever the end is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can see it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, until you get there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on, go ahead and scream it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5522939477306524013?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5522939477306524013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5522939477306524013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5522939477306524013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5522939477306524013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/06/twentynine.html' title='#TWENTYNINE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4596494632333204125</id><published>2008-06-01T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:28:53.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, guess who's back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked upon this dullful land,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a need to save it,&lt;br /&gt;as this blog is falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;with no one there to tend it,&lt;br /&gt;why do you think Darren is here?&lt;br /&gt;Obvoiusly just to save it =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was seriously random and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel when you see this please dont kill me, I was just too bored. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7566336917675980579</id><published>2008-05-27T18:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:12:10.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYSEVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRIS&lt;/strong&gt;; Goo Goo Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Miss &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;That phrase, it's ringing in my ears. cause I really do miss &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. It's been awhile, awhile since last spoke, last saw each other. But &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; never really do notice me, standing around, like a little hopeful girl, do &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; like a heart needs its beat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7566336917675980579?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7566336917675980579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7566336917675980579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7566336917675980579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7566336917675980579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentyseven.html' title='#TWENTYSEVEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-7866781918243520646</id><published>2008-05-27T15:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:19:49.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYSIX</title><content type='html'>School's out, June holidays yo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams, over and out. don't really want to talk about it, but i thank my buddy (: haha. thursday! i went back sc ♥ and i miss you guys tonzxz. i really really really want to go back! i miss you guys like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASN09MAI/AAAAAAAAALg/-49ofK14hgI/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204965213538693122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASN09MAI/AAAAAAAAALg/-49ofK14hgI/s320/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASd09MBI/AAAAAAAAALo/L8hoJ2DikNo/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204965217833660434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASd09MBI/AAAAAAAAALo/L8hoJ2DikNo/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASd09MCI/AAAAAAAAALw/P6z_yHDD-Cw/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204965217833660450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASd09MCI/AAAAAAAAALw/P6z_yHDD-Cw/s320/DSC00245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASt09MDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/912PNsB50Ec/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204965222128627762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASt09MDI/AAAAAAAAAL4/912PNsB50Ec/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvAS909MEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Vybf5g8ptW8/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204965226423595074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvAS909MEI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Vybf5g8ptW8/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha (:&lt;br /&gt;platoonmates! rod'08. i know you guys, every single one of you, you'll be just great. you'll be the best ncos, so there's no need to worry. i know that every single one of you can do it. and your roles, every single role, means importance to the company (: i only wish, that i could have been part of it. (violet lim, i want the photos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinyuan! :D omgggg, my little blur sotong! haha, congrats to you (: you're gonna do just fine, leading the company. i can't wait, to see you next time. being in charge and everything. :D that'll be so coooooooool. national day's coming soon (: and qiying too! (: &lt;strong&gt;CONGRATTTTS&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCNCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; all the way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we found ourselves a home, a home, a &lt;strong&gt;home sweet home&lt;/strong&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud, i'm proud of SCNCC.&lt;br /&gt;tons of loves and misses! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie on friday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvGYd09MFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/y4HsQaUr1Dw/s1600-h/what+happens+in+vegas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204971917982642258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvGYd09MFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/y4HsQaUr1Dw/s320/what+happens+in+vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty okay. :D and funny. haha, and sweet too! (: and true, sometimes, you really want to getaway from reality, when life takes a toll. and i was being so anticlimax. during the proposal scene, i suddenly thought of the movie stubs, so i asked nurul, "where are the movie stubs" right in the middle of the proposal. and that idiot split sprite on me.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the last ones to leave the theatre. some funny extra-ded part came on, when there was no one else but us! haha. then the uncle chased us out. on the way out of the theatre, the walkway was so scarily freaky. it hell reminded me of the train tunnel scene in Cloverfield. nurul started running, i started screaming, qiqi started stoning. and we dashed out like crazy retards. then neos, then nurul and i bought rings, then we left. (: haha. the guys had dinner. we went to near skatepark there to talk before going haha. then i went with qiqi to Yishun interchange to get her phone (cause she lost it earlier) then went back. there was this twit in front of me, with her jersery saying "xiiaobaobeii". eww. haha, and she looked like crap (: no offence to you if you ever see this, but yeah (: honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH &lt;u&gt;MADE OF HONOUR&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, partttaye. mum's friend's daughter. camwhored super tons. and i love the ballooooons :D i want a room, with tons of ballooons and bubbles next time:D totally loveeeeeeee♥ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_gt09L7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2LGGDtZzDNA/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204964363135168434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_gt09L7I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2LGGDtZzDNA/s320/DSC00972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204964367430135746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_g909L8I/AAAAAAAAALA/hWHVJQwE_4g/s320/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_hN09L9I/AAAAAAAAALI/gK4Ofu10bZQ/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204964371725103058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_hN09L9I/AAAAAAAAALI/gK4Ofu10bZQ/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_hN09L-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/OBwKd7l0JzE/s1600-h/DSC00981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204964371725103074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu_hN09L-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/OBwKd7l0JzE/s320/DSC00981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu-JN09L1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/7GnFPx4gSEA/s1600-h/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962859896614738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu-JN09L1I/AAAAAAAAAKI/7GnFPx4gSEA/s320/DSC01013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9id09LsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pw_HEwBCehI/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962194176683714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9id09LsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pw_HEwBCehI/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9it09LtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OErfxamIMGI/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962198471651026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9it09LtI/AAAAAAAAAJI/OErfxamIMGI/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962202766618338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9i909LuI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/LAdoKtP3cpA/s320/DSC01045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9jN09LvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1CjYO0_hwwI/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962207061585650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9jN09LvI/AAAAAAAAAJY/1CjYO0_hwwI/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9jN09LwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-HwG09SB9LE/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204962207061585666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDu9jN09LwI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-HwG09SB9LE/s320/DSC01043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the place was awesome (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday, chinese project at chandel's house (: real funny, with daryl jumping into the pool with his clothes on and everything. :D haha. okay, i'm really lazy to type. the photos, upload another time, when i finally get them from chandel. :D haha. after that went down to toapayoh stadium to help rongxian with their spire project. mak was there too! haha (: then headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, shooooooopping. okay not really. but kinda:D got new wallet/shirt/bag. :D haha! hazel needs serious retail therapy. but is brokeeee D: haha. today, boring :( i wanna go to the zoo! D: rawr. shoot me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i dont feel like typing anymore. :D back to watching shows for the day haha. OAC overseas camp tomorrow (: will be gone til saturday. (AND I &lt;u&gt;HAVENT&lt;/u&gt; PACKED!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Happy Belated Birthday to;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Tan Huiying! Katrina Cho! Audie Wong! Amelia Khoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Peiyi: Hey sexy! I miss you so much too. how has life been? love you tons godsista! will relink asap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey love! i miss you too♥ life's been okay i guess, haha, tough. love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: did ur fringe grew? i tout its the same :x hahahas...stupid dying eye! how does ur eye even die? xP being dam random n lame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, yeah my fringe did grow, but little. hahaha eyes die, it's part of a living thing, right? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R: EH SI BUDDY! Thanks for being there! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey buddddy. haha thanks for being there too :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: HI HAZEL! (: thanks for being there for me whenever i complain about that jerkkkk. :D I LOVE YOU LIKE WHOOOOOOOOOOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOOOOOOO :D haha. (but i bet you love that jerk too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: P.S. mixer is ____, not cute not cute not cute! the other one much cuter HAHAH. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mixer is cute is cute is cute! (: hahaha, why won't you agreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee? D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: P.P.S. your tagboard is damn nice! GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREEN IS SEXXAAYYELICIOUS. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: wheeeeeeeeeeee i feel like tagging cos the colour is so pretty. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, of course, green (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: so.. i've decided to S P A M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsktsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: E X A M S S U C K I H A T E T H E M I W A N T H O L I D A Y S T O C O M E N O W !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: hahaha omg so fun to taggggggggg. :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! green tagboard (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: i'm super screwed for ass week really, both my maths and bio and physics&amp;amp;chem damnnnn bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha ass week's over! WHO CAAAAAAAAAARES. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: and worse thing is i'm not even studying GRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha. (: oh well, holidays! :D oac camp tomorrrrrowwwww. (and you are daoing me online!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: I LOVE HAZEL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE QIQI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: oops i forgot to add a nut behind that. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, you weird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: HAHAH KIDDING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;XP nuts are cool kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: but did you get the joke? hazelnut! :D coughegocough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;actually, no i dont. :D hahahaha. unless, you're talking about the hazel, nut, hazelnut thing :D haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: okay hahaha still have quite a lot to tag before i can fill this entire chio tagboard with my tags. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahah! my tagboard is so chio :D it's sexy green!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: but idk what to tag about already.. :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha tag about how much you love Hazel! :D okay, being ego. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;qiqi: okay nevermindddd i shall spam another time, bye! THANKS BABE. ;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! LOL, bye loveeeeeeeeeeeeee♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: hahahs qiqi, spammer! :D ___ is nt hot! xP jkjk! u gt cough? need strepsils? get the joke? (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha lol! who not hot? haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: sean will be jealous...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean? or luke? :D haha! kiddddddddddddddding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;_vviolet `: fat`poopyy! i'm back, and for more FUN ;D miss me don`t cha? xD caused i miss yous oh so much xP i see my name next to the tagboard O: *points &gt; * hahas . i love yous girl . ands i change number&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! yes, miss you like craaaaazy. :D haha. yesyes, your big fat name. :D haha. Violet Lim Ziyan! haha. love you too!♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;_vviolet `: and bloggy too . lalala . "xiiaomuffin-x.blogspot.com " RELINK FAT POOP!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha RELINKED! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Andrew: HEY! Tag! Lols...All the best for ASS WEEK! Reply mie tag MUAHAHAHA! XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! thanks (: ass week's done and over with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JAS:D: ello. you kristal-bullier.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello, the one who makes kristal cry (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;xinyuan: hello hazel! aww so sweet i miss you hazel! come back soon okay (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss you too! (: and congraaaaaaaaaaaats again! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;xinyuan: haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Darren: LOL so spasm. how's exams xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what so spasm? haha. exams? bad. you one big fat rotten banana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R: Special thanks to someone &gt;.&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, thanks buddy! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;R: Thank you. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha, aw (: welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;_vviolet `: last nights sms was bombbombbomb XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was the bomb, and my sms bombed! hahahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESTHERLYN: Hey loyal tagger 2 ((((: OMG I see my name! Thought you were still using xanga. Oh wells! I like how you put me quite on top HEHEHE. You set my ego going!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! nah, i went according to the register. :D haha! so there's no need for ego. :D hahah! nope, i switchedddddddddd. you're super slow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESTHERLYN: Love youuuuu &amp;amp; you, BEING MY LOYAL TAGGER (and I yours) should tag me back right??? :D Keep your saturdays free I'm warning you!!! (;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! okay, i will (: haha. sure! :D but i'm not free this saturday! :D (overseas camp!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ESTHERLYN: Oh btw that picture of you in a dress.... Your cleveage looks pretty..... NOT SMALL. Hahahahahaaaaa maybe it'd get chosen for porn sites!!! Then I'd applaude you :D And I know your friend Kelly! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha! WHAT THE HELL? estherlyn, have you become a perveeeerrtt? :O :O hahaha! WHAT PORN SITES? you visit them? tsktsktsk. haha, how could you! i thought you were pure-er. okay, you're not pure. :D haha! really? cooooooool. small world! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CABBAGE: hahaha hazel cheer up! dont emo! i'll always be there :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha thanks (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;geniee: im boreddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm boreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeddddddddddddd too! :D haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joel: Hello, hello! Link me up, yeah! :D I LOVE YOUR TAGBOARD. Greenilixzious!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;linked! :D haha, green is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;SO SEXY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, aint it? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JoelT: Haha, alright. Linked! And someone still never link me. -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LINKED ALREADY! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;joanne: YO HAZEL GOHHHH!! (: i found your blog!! anw LINK! (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HELLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO:D hahaha! linked (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mak: Hazel! Let's go out during the hols! :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha yesyesyes! (: go shoppppppping. :D haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;joanne: heh i dunno when i'm free, got loads of stuff on ): if i'm free i tell you okay (: haha but dunno when that'll be O.o ):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha okay! Made Of Honour! i really wanna watch. :D haah, what are you busy with? going out with boyfriend is it! :D haha kiddddding (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JoelT: Um, I think that your links ain't working. Its just plain, words. Haha. And nice skin, by the way! I STILL LIKE YOUR TAGBOARD. :X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha you blur sotong! it's the hearts you've gotta click, haha. yeah thanks! (: haha. YES GREEN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Andrew: HAZELLY! Haha ur whole new skin very nice! xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha no more robots! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;manu fanz: hahas ur blog now like all stuck to the right, while mine is on the left (: update ur blog! xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha to the left, to the left. updating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YJ: dun sneak away. im watching :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha! sounds damn funny. yeah, i didn't okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING THAT I ALREADY KNOW&lt;/strong&gt;; Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here we are, seven days &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And seven nights of empty tries &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ritual, habitual &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's never gonna work this time &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're to the point of no return &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And along the way the only thing we've learned &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is how to hurt each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm looking back and wondering why &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It took so long to realize &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;That nothing's changed, it never will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;All these years of standing still &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;And still we stay in all this pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And nothing's gonna make it go away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't wanna wait another minute &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put me out of my misery &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can read your mind baby you're not in it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we're not what we used to be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No you wouldn't have to lie to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you would only let me go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't wanna wait another minute to hear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So save your voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't waste your breath &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't you see we're at the end&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And this goodbye is permanent&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So wish me well and try to forget &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the fights &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the ways &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We almost made it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we never did &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's finally come to this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't wanna wait another minute&lt;br /&gt;Put me out of my misery&lt;br /&gt;I can read your mind baby you're not in it&lt;br /&gt;And we're not what we used to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you wouldn't have to lie to me&lt;br /&gt;If you would only let me go&lt;br /&gt;And I don't wanna wait another minute to hear&lt;br /&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can not hide what we've become&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;So sick and tired of being numb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's done, it's done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't wanna wait another minute &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put me out of my misery &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can read your mind baby you're not in it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And we're not what we used to be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, you wouldn't have to lie to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you would only let me go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't wanna wait another minute to hear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that I already know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, I know, I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know, 'cause I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-7866781918243520646?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/7866781918243520646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=7866781918243520646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7866781918243520646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/7866781918243520646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentysix.html' title='#TWENTYSIX'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDvASN09MAI/AAAAAAAAALg/-49ofK14hgI/s72-c/DSC00229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3047241742336871872</id><published>2008-05-22T20:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:55:11.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYFIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All I need right now, is a huge tub of icecream, some place to scream, and someone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:300%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and thanks buddy, you really mean alot (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3047241742336871872?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3047241742336871872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3047241742336871872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3047241742336871872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3047241742336871872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentyfive.html' title='#TWENTYFIVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-955329338981766487</id><published>2008-05-20T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:31:05.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYFOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HERE'S A POST OUT TO MY BUDDDDDDY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always being there to listen to me rant, then i'll go on ranting ranting, and you're always there listening and helping! you're always there to make me laugh like crazy too. :D you come out with the randomest stuff, and the funniest too! :) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buddy, you're one of the bestest nicest friend that a person can ever have! [: and i'm glad i have someone like you! always being there to listen, to make me laugh, all kinds of emotions xP hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFFLINE MUSIC &amp;amp; KALLANG WAVE YO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are teh prozx.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-955329338981766487?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/955329338981766487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=955329338981766487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/955329338981766487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/955329338981766487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentyfour.html' title='#TWENTYFOUR'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-4803825592790662207</id><published>2008-05-19T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:26:39.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYTHREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm lying here on the floor where you left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think, I took too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm crying here, what have you done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought it would be fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaY-AjMQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4FV8WycBqTw/s1600-h/thepicturesofyou%3B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108798342476034" style="CURSOR: hand" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaY-AjMQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4FV8WycBqTw/s320/thepicturesofyou%3B.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaa-AjMSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0WR7_hdu6KM/s1600-h/windmill!%3BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108832702214434" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" height="257" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaa-AjMSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/0WR7_hdu6KM/s320/windmill!%3BD.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaauAjMRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BkM5HwJDKrU/s1600-h/walkalonelyroad..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108828407247122" style="CURSOR: hand" height="321" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaauAjMRI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BkM5HwJDKrU/s320/walkalonelyroad..jpg" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Run as fast as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the middle of nowhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To the middle of my frustrated fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I swear you're just like a pill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instead of making me better, you keep making me ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You keep making me ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGabeAjMTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OXOxMiLGYZ4/s1600-h/fearseraseddaily..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202108841292149042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGabeAjMTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/OXOxMiLGYZ4/s320/fearseraseddaily..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wish.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The sleepless nights and the tears you cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-4803825592790662207?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/4803825592790662207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=4803825592790662207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4803825592790662207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/4803825592790662207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentythree_19.html' title='#TWENTYTHREE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SDGaY-AjMQI/AAAAAAAAAIg/4FV8WycBqTw/s72-c/thepicturesofyou%3B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5919302981029929008</id><published>2008-05-16T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:24:06.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYTWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEVER LET THIS GO&lt;/b&gt;; Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe if my heart stops beating&lt;br /&gt;It won't hurt this much&lt;br /&gt;And never will I have to answer&lt;br /&gt;Again to anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll never let this go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll get sick of&lt;br /&gt;Saying that everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;And by then I'm sure I'll be pretending&lt;br /&gt;Just like I am tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'll never let this go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this go, let this go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never let this go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone&lt;br /&gt;But now I feel like I don't know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never let this go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't find the words to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That now I feel like I don't know you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5919302981029929008?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5919302981029929008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5919302981029929008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5919302981029929008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5919302981029929008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentytwo.html' title='#TWENTYTWO'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-3616362814285492656</id><published>2008-05-16T22:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:23:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTYONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heeeellloooooo. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fringe finally grew. (: one good thing haha. and ervin &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; cut his ugly side burns. :O hahaha. LA and HCL paper one today haha. it went okay i guess. i fell asleep halfway during compo. :D haha, so boring. and for the letter writing my handwriting was &lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;cursive&lt;/span&gt;. for the compo, it became straight squarish. LOL :X stupid nurul threw my shoebag into the guys' toilet ._. she's such an assss xP haha. lucky cheechung help me take, i'm not taking a fricking step into the guys' toilet. it's just wrong. consultations after school, then went to try the gelato place at crown with qiqi. :D then after that we went to eat charkwayteow. :D haha niceeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my eye hurts for no freaking reason. since today, after school, dammit. i think my eye's dying ._. whatever hahaha, stupid eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my june holidays, i only have two weeks to myself! D: first two weeks, i'll be shuffling in and out of singapore xP first week there's OAC overseas camp! second week got yltc. oac overseas come back on saturday, i rest on sunday, and whooosh monday i'm off to yltc. boo. oh freak, and i just found out, pa camp clashes with yltc. shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;854 SMSES ALREADY. HAZEL STOP MESSAGING YOU IIIIIDIOT. &gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's what they call, &lt;em&gt;nostalgia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading my &lt;a href="http://run-awayylove.blogspot.com/"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; just now. i realised, how much fun i had during my SC days. those days, were so much better than NJ's. NJ isn't at all comparable to SC. IMISSYOU&amp;amp;LOVEYOUALL♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;something i missed and held so dear, is now nothing more than mere memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALEENA&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;haha EXpartner. i remember i thought you were dang scary during the first few days! but i'll always remember your super lameness, and your BEES (that have webbed legs). and thanks for always making spastic jokes that make me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JACKLYN&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;bubblesss :D haha, i remember we used to talk, and laugh so much. then we're crapping about the most random stuff, ever! haha. MILOSAUR:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GLADYS&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;haha my darhhling husband. :D you still owe me my ring *narrows eyes* haha i love you so! and you're always so spastic (haha your spastic snapshots with the spooon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;my hamster cousin! :D haha, you're so cuuuute okay! (: keep smiling kay. :D haha! loveeeeeeeeee. *spastic smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JEDIDAH&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;MY DEAR BSB SINGING PARTNER. :D haha and remember Raymond Wang? omg damn funny! hahaha :D we'll sit there, and come up with the most spastic moves for BSB songs! oh i miss those times xP and your funny romance stories that are the same all the time! laoshi "bu yao rou ma!" BREAK UP WITH KAME WITH YOU? HAHA HE'S NOT WORTH TO BE MY DADDY xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KATRINA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;haha you molester :O i remember how we first talked, WHEN YOU TICKLED ME. hahaha! you're going off at the end of this yeaaaaaaaaaar D: and i'll miss you sososososososo much okay! BELLYPIERCING. :D end of this year! you and your emo fringe :O haha. OH AND CHOCOLATE/BANANA CAKE HAHAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMELIA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;HUISHANNN:D HAHA! i remember laoshi is always calling out to you! and chinese projectttt :D haha! that was the funny times. :D oh man, i miss hcl lessons last year, super funny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMANDALAI&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;you skinnnneh person! haha. you rejected NJ, haha shiiiiit, now i wish i rejected too! oh man, haha, classmates for two years! :D you're fricking spastic and retarded haha xP but stay pretty my dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LINGLI&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;DADDDDDDDDY :D ohman! i miss you calling me baby :( NAMASTE :D haha the absolute cutieeee! oh man, are you still going there for childcare? the kids are so cute, i miss them so much! and us always obsessing over Namaste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ESTHERLYN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER LIN HUIJING! with all that spastic lame jokes. hahaha, creating all the noise for us in class, and hcl! haha. then always imitate laoshi :D haha! and mrs heeeeeeeeeeee. oh man, i really miss hanging out with you guys! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUIYING&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;OPPA ♥ i love you so! :D haha, i still remember last time basketball! (: then after that, 2grace :D haha. and our vday's date. :O haha. you're always being so smiley and so retarded, all your funny jokes :D you used to worry so much, but now it's a-okay right? haha loveeee you and miss you like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VALENTINA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;YONGSTER (: haha! you crazy dieting girl, when you're already so skinny! haha, i remember your "Baby, come back" moves, and all the spastic timesssss. :D haha. and valen so chiooo, so many guys going after you eh! :D haha. ohman, haha, then we used to hyper around, and we'll disturb each other in class xP hahaha. TONS OF MISSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VIOLET&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;PANDION/RANDOMBABE♥ haha. i love you so much and miss you like crazy too! the times when we talked so much crap on the phone (yeah, i hate talking to you on the phone when you're watching tv xP) we practically stuck together for two years, and it sucks to know that you're not around so much anymore D: i miss you tons, all the bitching, and going out. SOMETIME SOON I HOPE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHARLOTTEWANG&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;MUMMMMMMMY :D haha i miss the way you call me "baby" too! you say it in a reaaaaal trademark way :D haha. and i remember that time we went your house! (okay i cant remember for what). hahaha. oh man, missssssssssssssssssssses :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XIFAN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ZHANGXIFAN. haha! (: ILY. you poooot, always kick my chair last time when i fall asleep xP EVERYSINGLETIME. hahaha. xifan also so preeeeeeetty. and haha, progressionist tuition! (ALL THOSE STUPID ROADBLOCKERS HAHA) you are daamn sensible, haha, and always being there! :D loveeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;STEPHANIEZHAO&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ZHAOO. hahaha, you super loud crazy horse buttttttt xP always laughing like a craaazy woman, and your crazy obsession with Edward Cullen. must tone down abit about him okay! haha he's FICTIONAL my dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAILIN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;my dear archiveee. :D haha! i owe you tons and tons and tons of outings! sorrry babeee (: haha, it's beeeen damn long (that you've become so old and yellowww you archive!) haha, i remember all the times, that we've spent together, spastic-ing and laughing like crazy people about the dumbest things (: those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PEIYI&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;sexxxxy! haha, i miss sec one, when we used to have so much fun, bitching and spamming neoprints :O haha! have you gotten over Jiro yet? ahha, Jesse is the loveeee! rightright? (: haha. ohman, i miss you tonzxzx. :D and we've been delaying time to go out so muchhh! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOSIE&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;JOSIEEEEE (and the pussycats). you la, never get into NJ. D: haha, you spastic woman, always laughing at the craziest thaaangs, and your ._. looks at me when i get lame :D haha! spam neoprintttts :D LOVEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TANSY&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;TANSYLEEEEE. haha, you split personality woman! hahaha :D i remember your then crazy obsession over ____ (: and you were hyperventilating like crazy over her. our crazy bitching sessions, and haha, our ppg bag. LOL. (i cant find mine xP ) haha. LOVEEEEE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIEWJIA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, MUMMY! (i just realised, i have THREE mums!) okay, yes i admit i still owe you money! haha (: i remember your past crazy obsessions! and PINKYONE:D haha! campfeaaast. good luck for handover next week (: i cant wait to see you guys man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VALERIE&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;MOKKKKIE :D haha! we've yet to go to the arcade! and spam games :( haha. i miss you so much! you always make me laugh, and our bitching sessions with one another :D loveee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KIMBERLEY&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i remember company outing :D our part skit, you were the octopussss. haha, you Shia Labeouf lover! :) and i remember your colourful fbts! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAROLYN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;BALAAA:D haha. PINKYONE too! (: haha. so many guys ask you for number eh eh eh? :D haha! you always make so much sense, and your sweet note/sunflower along with chloe/xinyuan! :D haha. the note's still with meeee :D love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADELIA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ADELIAKHOO. haha, you damn noisy person! xP and you used to be super slack (though i dont know about now). and supeerrrr flexible haha. remember your used-to-be obsessions! :D haha! damn funnnny :) haha. classmates for a year&amp;amp;platoonmates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAUREN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;LAURENLAM:D haha! my prata buddy! and book buddy! and pepper lunch buddy! you're like my almost-everything buddy! it's been super long since we went on a date! :D and our (okay fine mine) spasms on msn :D haha! and your used-to-be rihanna haircut, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;QIYING&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;QIYINGGGG:D you talllllie. haha, and the superduper pro commander:D haha, so louddd (: haha. and you're always so dao! when you're not dao you're damn retarded thoughh :D haha. loveee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHLOE&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;CHLOEWONG, you pooooooooooooot haha! ___ loves you! :D haha. our bitchings about ___. and you superduper ego person. i'm glad you still care about her though! (: despite no one else caring. if you got any updates must let me know okay! *spastic smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOANNA&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;haha you're like the mummmy of the whoooole platoon! (LIKE THAT TIME PLATOON CHALET) you're always so cute and sensible at the same timee :D haha. gummmybears! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NATALIE&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;still remember L and C? haha that was like, two years ago :\ haha. and "xiaojie, wo yao ni de hao ma ke yi ma" that still cracks me up as eveerr! you and your craaazy obsessions (: haha! smile more kayyy! (: preeetty girl! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XINYUN&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;blur queeeeeeeeeeeeen:) haha! you damn cute girl that so many people are obsessed over :O haha! you're always so sweet and making me laugh! (: haha. and your spasticccc smiles. :D blanksss out! haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by the time i realise it all, it was already too late to take a step back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those times&lt;/strong&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BECAUSE YOU LIVE&lt;/b&gt;; Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staring out at the rain with a heavy heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the end of the world in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then your voice pulls me back like a wake up call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been looking for the answer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I couldn't see that it was right there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now I know what I didn't know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's alright, I survived, I'm alive again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz of you, made it through every storm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is life, what's the use if you're killing time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so glad I found an angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who was there when all my hopes fell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna fly, looking in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, I live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live there's a reason why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I carry on when I lose the fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to give what you've given me always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has twice as many stars in the sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live and breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you make me believe in myself when nobody else can help&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My world has everything I need to survive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because you live, I live, I live&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-3616362814285492656?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/3616362814285492656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=3616362814285492656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3616362814285492656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/3616362814285492656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twentyone.html' title='#TWENTYONE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5334637351562156410</id><published>2008-05-15T23:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:13:26.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWENTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha exams start tomorrow! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like superduper late, compared to other schools. all my other schools' friends are slacking like crazy already! and i'm here, &lt;s&gt;mugging&lt;/s&gt;&lt;b&gt;slacking&lt;/b&gt;. :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today supposed have no school! but i went to school as per usual. :O despite it being a thursday, when school starts at 830, i reached school at &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;! haha. genie and nurul both didn't answer their phones nor replied my constant smses! D: lucky audie was in school. i can't loner study, i feel weird haha. i need someone around so that i can bombard questions with :D haha! mugged abit (yeah, i know so fricking early), and slept, and walked around, and mugged abit, and slept, and walked around. :D haha! then, genie reaaached. nurul the pig woke up late and made me laugh like crazy with her sms about just waking up. :D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then consultation for phys/a math! D: shiiiitzx, i still don't know alotalotalot of stuff! D: haha, deaaaaaad. xP then, mugged awhile in the library, tried to do math. but can't do! D: i swear soma is freaking &lt;strong&gt;S-I-C-K&lt;/strong&gt;. me and jingyi were both, :O and that stupid guy, couldn't stop laughing at us, when nurul and i said we dared to kiss each other on the cheek. and we did, lol haha. then we had some two random guys staring at us and laughing. what the toooot xP but there's nothing wrong la, it's just the cheek .____. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go homeeeeee. i reached home, watched tv, ate icecream :D and stoned around. then i fell asleep hahaha! until 10 xP lol. so now i'm not very tired, that's the whole point why i'm here. haha. i don't want to mug for tomorrow so dumb. nothing to mug. tomorrow is LA and HCL xD haha. don't need to mug. okay maybe i'll go sleep. :D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, 987 damn funny now. :D the mutton VS mutton thingum. :D hahaha. Vernon's gonna get sprayed with a fire extinguisher. :O hahaha! wish i was there. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;! HAZEL ; robot loveee.(: says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then at that time, i'll be sticking my tongue out at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;! HAZEL ; robot loveee.(: says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eh WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i pull your tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and cut off i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no more tongue for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;! HAZEL ; robot loveee.(: says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no tongue k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;! HAZEL ; robot loveee.(: says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cut off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I S A A C says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;become xl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA :D xP to xl LOL! spasm lil' boy with his malt candy, "&lt;em&gt;i'm doing something unexpected&lt;/em&gt;" .__. haha! (for some reason, blogger isnt showing symbol that's together on the same key with \, so i've subbed it with l. :D haha! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel has sent &lt;strong&gt;782 messages&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;u&gt;9 days&lt;/u&gt;. shiiiiiiit, gotta stop! if not i'm gonna bomb like crazy again this month :\ haha. only left with 218 messages to go. and prolly less, cause i'm messaging now. *silly grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; lol, not emo la haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LAUREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; there are huuuuge problems with your eyes xP :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JINGYI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha you blur sotong goldfish! :D no lor, haha, i heard it clearly "&lt;em&gt;anata wa baka des&lt;/em&gt;" (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHANDEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; i'm glad you know you're stupid :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE WAY I DO&lt;/strong&gt;; Marcos Hernandez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your kiss, your smile, your mind&lt;br /&gt;You're sunlight in my eyes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your breath on my neck&lt;br /&gt;When we whisper in the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna want you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you so bad&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;And find that I was falling so fast&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need anyone&lt;br /&gt;Now look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked, I cant fake it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that strong without you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch, your skin, can't believe the way you let me in&lt;br /&gt;Don't rush tonight, &lt;u&gt;I need you like the ocean needs the tide&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna want you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you so bad&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;And find that I was falling so fast&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need you&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna need anyone&lt;br /&gt;Now look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked, I cant fake it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that strong without you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always thought I would stand on my own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Climb a mountain top all alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relying, depending on no one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now look at what you've done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm naked, I cant fake it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that strong without you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you the way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could need you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could want you&lt;br /&gt;The way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could love you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could need you&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I could want you&lt;br /&gt;The way I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;The way I do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-5334637351562156410?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5334637351562156410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5334637351562156410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5334637351562156410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5334637351562156410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twenty.html' title='#TWENTY'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1624220936530358786</id><published>2008-05-14T22:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:59:27.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#NINETEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha, shiiit, i'm having like, super mixed feelings now .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study day! went to jurong to make ez link card. :D (yes i know, finally!) haha. then after that, went to bukit batok to 'study', with jingyi, daryl, minh and wenyi. qiqi came later. :D haha. then met her walked around westmall for awhile, before going back to the library. i hardly studied, and slept quite abit. xP then we went sakaeeee. :D haha. i swear jingyi was damn funny. cause wenyi said "anata wa baka des" which means &lt;i&gt;you are stupid&lt;/i&gt;. then jingyi, being her blur self, asked "huh you learn bangladesh?" HAHAHA. :D damn funny. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow every thing's gonna fall into place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only we had a way to make it all fall faster everyday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only time flew like a dove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well God, make it fly faster than I'm falling in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home, then after awhile, katrina calllled! :D haha, she finished her tuition then wanted to meet, so i went to meet her. besides, her tuition is like what, &lt;strong&gt;few houses away&lt;/strong&gt; ._. haha. missed you babe! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; haha. :D talked til her dad camee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've started on bio, but i'm only at the third gland. :D i don't know la, don't feel like studying xP studies are so annoying. i wanna get out of schoooool! D: who cares about the future anymore, we're gonna die eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding onto patience wearing thin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't force these eyes to see the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only time flew like a dove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, we could watch it fly and just keep looking up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super mixed feelings! i'm jumping inside, and sad inside too! D: shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. hahaha. i need to go bang my head against some wall. ah i'm so pissed at myself xP hazel, you're such a beeeeeeeeeeeg fat idiot! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go wallow in self pity, and drown myself out with icecream (if it's opened) or just fill my head with IH tonight (shiit, haha, amy's gonna kill me). i'm so pathetic, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CHILDHOOD BESTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kelly Goh Yanyi&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHpOAjMEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q92C9v8cq1s/s1600-h/greenhearts!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200258599445803074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHpOAjMEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q92C9v8cq1s/s320/greenhearts!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL WANT YOUR SEXY &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; CAMERA. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHo-AjMDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OWjRaIlmRu8/s1600-h/sexyloveeeeee!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200258595150835762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHo-AjMDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/OWjRaIlmRu8/s320/sexyloveeeeee!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHouAjMCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UjRHlj-2nrU/s1600-h/twitzxzxzxzxor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200258590855868450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHouAjMCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/UjRHlj-2nrU/s320/twitzxzxzxzxor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TWITTWITTWIT ALERT!)&lt;br /&gt;we've yet to go out for soooo long! hahaha. and my dear friend here has some guy going after her woahh :D i promised i'll send you a photo of your eye candy soon, so come online once your comp is fixed xP hahaha! LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; Paramoreeee and NLT is the love! :D haha! and our hamsters. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you know that your love is the sweetest sin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DARYL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha you lousy. then you banged the table and twisted your specs .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha of course, she's my sis. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DARREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha, i say cannot! howhowhow? xP you rotten banana. huh why 9am? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha, will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHANDEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; nope, not proven xP Jesse's so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NADINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha whatever! no bikini for me! (never)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHANDEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; chandel, you need specs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NADINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha yay! agree with me :D Jesse is the absolute hotness. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHANDEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; sorry, i not like you, beeeeembo. :D haha. Jesse's hotter! ♥ the hotness :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHLOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha i hate maths and science, i can't understand 'em! and i think __ will ask you soooon :D haha you know what i mean. :D&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT'S WHAT YOU GET&lt;/strong&gt;; Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No sir, well, I don't wanna be the blame, not anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's your turn, so take a seat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're settling the final score&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why do we like to hurt so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't decide, you have made it harder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to go on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And why, all the possibilities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I was wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drowned out all my senses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the sound of its beating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I wonder, how am I supposed to feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you're not here?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Cause I burned every bridge I ever built&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still try holding onto silly things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never learn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh why, all the possibilities&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure you've heard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drowned out all my sense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the sound of its beating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain, make your way to me, to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll always be just so inviting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I ever start to think straight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This heart will start a riot in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's start, start, hey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do we like to hurt so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, why do we like to hurt so much?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I can't trust myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With anything but this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's what you get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you let your heart win, whoa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and it's really crazy, how you got me hooked on so badly. you're just like a drug, keeping me coming back for more every single time. ♥ it's more than an addiction, but i don't know what to do anymore&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/7985046959909942154-1624220936530358786?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1624220936530358786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1624220936530358786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1624220936530358786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1624220936530358786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/nineteen.html' title='#NINETEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCsHpOAjMEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q92C9v8cq1s/s72-c/greenhearts!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1172610768789416145</id><published>2008-05-12T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:00:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#EIGHTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;stupid alien scares the crapshit out of meeeee. D: something about scary unexplainable banging. D: I'M &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING OUT&lt;/strong&gt;. assssshole! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, kristal is danggg cute! just now she tried to tell me a story. and it was hilarious. :D it went something like ;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a thousand fairies, and me! I was the beautiful golden berry, eh no, beautiful golden fairy. Then there was an evil witch called Bombom (i know, like .___. right! hahaha) She threw her magic wand. Kristal said "No! You cannot kill my fairies, no, fairy friends!" And she battled with her Pokemon. And the witch had a Vulpix (OMG LOL!) And once again, the day was saved, thanks to Kristal the fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. :D jasmine, siti and i were laughing like craaazy once it was done. there was a lot other details, but i only remember those haha! it's like a combination of fairies, pokemon and ppg ._. haha! too much media influence. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today schoooool was super dumb! i laughed until my stomach hurt like crap during lunch! all nurul's fault! and nurul is eeeeevil xP okay not that evil, but she gets what i mean! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. D: haha, and we were talking about who being daddy's/mummy's girl. then when chandel asked me, i said i was "Jesse's girl" :D Jesse McCartney baby! ♥ then chandel said she was marcus's girl. no wonder, she's cleanliness rep, marker girl. :D haha. after school went to serene to "mug" with genie, qiqi, daryl and wenyi hahaha. alot of crapshit, and i couldn't study! slack :D i'm simply not in the mood for interims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND MAN AND IDEAS&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND CHEMISTRY&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND BIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND PHYSICS&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND A MATH&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;u&gt;DONT&lt;/u&gt; UNDERSTAND E MATH&lt;br /&gt;(!!!)&lt;br /&gt;.______________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe my upcoming interims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;mati&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words, "die" (: hello low GPA, i look forward to seeing you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the robots i drew are &lt;strong&gt;hella&lt;/strong&gt; cute. :D seriously. i'll scan them in tomorrow hahaha. i'm not being ego. :D haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I STILL WANT TO GO TO THE &lt;strong&gt;ZOO&lt;/strong&gt;/&lt;strong&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/strong&gt;. :DD after interimmmmms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DARYL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha! you typed exactly what i told you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NADINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; NADINEEE. haha shopping :O but no money D: haha! i need a new swimsuit! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KAILIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha walao, green highlights! xP i waaant haha. green is fricking sexy. :D&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHADOW OF THE DAY&lt;/b&gt;; Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I close both locks below the window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I close both blinds and turn away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes solutions aren't so simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes good bye's the only way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the sun will set for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun will set for you&lt;br /&gt;And the shadow of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will embrace the world in grey&lt;br /&gt;And the sun will set for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In cards and flowers on your window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your friends all plead for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes good bye's the only way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the sun will set for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun will set for you&lt;br /&gt;And the shadow of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will embrace the world in grey&lt;br /&gt;And the sun will set for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the shadow of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will embrace the world in grey&lt;br /&gt;And the sun will set for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the shadow of the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will embrace the world in grey&lt;br /&gt;And the sun will set for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1172610768789416145?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1172610768789416145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1172610768789416145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1172610768789416145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1172610768789416145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/eighteen.html' title='#EIGHTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8135955683954640197</id><published>2008-05-11T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:51:51.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SEVENTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GOT MY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PAPER. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SO SEXY HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;"&gt;betcha &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;green&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with envy &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8135955683954640197?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8135955683954640197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8135955683954640197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8135955683954640197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8135955683954640197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/seventeen.html' title='#SEVENTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-8543461618867342887</id><published>2008-05-11T15:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:44:24.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#SIXTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I got a love, and I know that it's all mine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, woah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOOO. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't my new blogskin so cute. :D haha robots! i don't know why, but i have this sudden obsession with robots. :D especially little green ones! (X&lt;br /&gt;cutenessssss. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCanDeAjMBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1akaDu39zXw/s1600-h/robots!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199026497882632210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCanDeAjMBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1akaDu39zXw/s320/robots!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do what you want, but you're never gonna break me&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones are never gonna shake me&lt;br /&gt;No, woah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, omg, i haven't made my ez link! which i was supposed to make ages ago! :\ haha. i can't go for interims this time without my ez link card, mr eng will totally kill me! i think i'll go make it during study days or something, when there's absolutely nobody (i hope) in the morning! haha. and i totally haven't taken a new passport photo, cause the photo on my passport is not okay! :\ and i'm going malaysia sooooooooooon, for OAC camp. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top that, i haven't studied for interims! okay i &lt;strong&gt;TRIED&lt;/strong&gt; to study. xP but it didn't work out. i'm so gonna fail chem, phys, bio, maths! DD: and chinese probably too! and mi, i totally don't get fallacies. everyone's talking about them, and i'm like *stone*. i need a tutor! D: and a very patient one to top that. :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIETNAM WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR. i don't get the Agent Orange part ._. rawr! haha. and i'm supposed to be doing on the effects! :\ haha. i'm slacking off now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there's no more lies&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness, there's this light&lt;br /&gt;And nobody cries&lt;br /&gt;There's only butterflies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to all the mothers out there. :D i'm feeling so nice today! hahaha. (and i realised there's no hot pink font!) i made a preeetty card for my mum. :D (and got horribly glued all over) but it looked super plain, cause i left my orange paper in school :\ so i used drawing block. haha, i want to buy green paper! :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my sis is being daaamn weird now! she just came in with a toy monkey and yoghurt. "the monkey's for you and the yoghurt for me!" hahaha, not like i like yoghurt anyway *makes a face* i smeeeeell raspberry! hahaha. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT BEN&amp;amp;JERRRRYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. :D okay i sound so materialistic, whatever haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh my god! hahaha. my mum keeps insisting my cheeks got &lt;u&gt;chubbier&lt;/u&gt;! :O i'm gonna look like a hamster man! hahaha. :D cheek faaaats. maybe she mistook my cheek abs, from laughing too much. :D haha! and thought they were fats instead of abs! hahaha. chubby cheeks! ._. (alliteration! hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR AFTER EXAMS! :D cause it means total slack parade! okay fine not really, since there are camps in june holidays. :D haha. i can't waaaait though! and scncc's handover. :D i can't wait haha! :D i wanna go back and see 'em. ♥ and i can't wait to go to the zoo! :D i wanna go sentosa too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun is on my side&lt;br /&gt;Take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;I smile up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll be all right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYY, i'm off to bathe! then go take my passport photo :D and hopefully can go buy green paper! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LUKE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha! yeah okay. mint m&amp;amp;ms are the loveeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KAILIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; haha! (: mosquitoes are in love with you :O hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VALENTINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; HEYYY:D haha! you're welcome :D hahaha. love you too! ♥&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL BELIEVE&lt;/strong&gt;; Hayden Panettiere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow I know I will find a way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To a brighter day in the sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere I know that he waits for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someday soon he'll see I'm the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't give up on this feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And nothing could keep me away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I still believe in destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what's real cannot be denied&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although it may hide for awhile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With just one touch love can calm your fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turning all your tears into smiles&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's such a wondrous feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that my heart can't be wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I still believe in destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough to make miracles change everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift you from the darkness and make your heart sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is forever when you fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the greatest power of all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I still believe in destiny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you and I were meant to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still wish on the stars as they fall from above&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I still believe, believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I still believe, believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still believe, believe in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-8543461618867342887?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/8543461618867342887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=8543461618867342887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8543461618867342887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/8543461618867342887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/sixteen.html' title='#SIXTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCanDeAjMBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/1akaDu39zXw/s72-c/robots!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-5692768894171608792</id><published>2008-05-09T21:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:07:06.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIFTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha the past few days of school have been pretty normal. (: as usual. wednesday, track and field haha. nothing much. got sexxaye glitter glue-ons. it was what came after that was fun. :D haha. stoned around the field. the usual childishness of the ip1 guys kicked in. haha, and mak chased me around the field ._. haha. and, then lay on the field blah. after that went to taka with jiali, mak, nadine and qiqi. :D ate pepperlunch with nadine and qiqi. jiali and mak went to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today; saw valentina yong. :D haha. miss her tonzx. coro (: haha. she's as slow as usual. haha! loveeeee babe! haha. the green sticker you put on my phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and there's hearts all over the world tonight. ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's been a rush, a blur. who knew the year of 2008 could be so troublesome, so annoying, compared to 2007. last year, everything was so nice, so relaxed. i guess things change, and everything ain't gonna be the same ever again. i miss last year. you guys create the best memories in my life, but i guess it's just gonna be part of my heart, and just that. this year's passing fast, almost scarily fast. like you're in a standstill, with everything rushing by you. it's scary, it really is.&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you know, you're better off dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YUJIE&lt;/b&gt;; haha, thanks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NADINE&lt;/b&gt;; haha yeah, totally :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LUKE&lt;/b&gt;; haha but you have to grab 'em fast, before it's all gone.&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;/strong&gt;; Blink 182&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Hello there, the angel from my nightmare&lt;br /&gt;The shadow in the background of the morgue&lt;br /&gt;The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley&lt;br /&gt;We can live like Jack and Sally if you want&lt;br /&gt;Where you can always find me&lt;br /&gt;We'll have Halloween on Christmas&lt;br /&gt;And in the night we'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;We'll wish this never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you and I'm so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight&lt;br /&gt;I need somebody and always&lt;br /&gt;This sick strange darkness&lt;br /&gt;Comes creeping on so haunting every time&lt;br /&gt;And as I stared I counted&lt;br /&gt;Webs from all spiders&lt;br /&gt;Catching things and their insides&lt;br /&gt;Like indecision to call you&lt;br /&gt;And hear your voice of treason&lt;br /&gt;Will you come home and stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;Stop this pain tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on me you're already&lt;br /&gt;The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you, I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i take a look back at the times we had together, the fun that we had. our bitching sessions, our little dates, our jokes and all our laughter. our crazy wild ideas of how the next few years would be, if we would still be friends despite moving on. i look back, at every single moment we had. every thing that we went through together, thick and thin. and then i realise, it's every bit of you that i miss. the bad, the good, the ups, the downs, the fun, the whines, the rebellions, every single moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I MISS YOU ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really really really really really really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;xoxo&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/7985046959909942154-5692768894171608792?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/5692768894171608792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=5692768894171608792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5692768894171608792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/5692768894171608792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/fifteen.html' title='#FIFTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-1891190673868390436</id><published>2008-05-06T21:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:15:04.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FOURTEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored. and i'm supposed to be studying for stupid bio test tomorrow. stupid 5%. stupid bio test. rawr :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my buddy is so sweeet. (: the top is meeee, the bottom is him! hahah. :D and i'm so nice to him lol. appreciate it budddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCBj7jfoYiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o9uDA_ekGNQ/s1600-h/PROZX..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197263844776895010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCBj7jfoYiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o9uDA_ekGNQ/s320/PROZX..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE TEH PROZX. :D *kallang waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so booooooooooooored. today school was frigging boring! i fell asleep super lot today :\ haha. in conclusion, school is booooooooring. :D i'm sure you all agree! (i think i slept too much, that's why i'm so high now). stupid san wengkin, trying to scam me! no hashbrown for you. xP jingyi so chio! why won't you admittt. :D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! damn funny today. :D cause nurul was saying she was &lt;strong&gt;feeling&lt;/strong&gt; so hottt! haha. pity her seat, i'm under the faaaan. :D then minh said "nurul, you're so hot!" HAHAH, the entire two rows just burst out into sudden laughter. then after that, he saw nurul fanning herself. then he told me "nurul is still hot" HAHA, freaking funny okay! (alliteration coolzx) talking about alliteration, today nurul was like "hi honey" and i said "bye baby" :D then we realised it was alliteration! haha damn cooolzx. &lt;strong&gt;Hi Honey, Bye Baby&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINT M&amp;amp;MS ARE THE LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCBj7TfoYhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0K95iJKHjPE/s1600-h/mintm%26ms!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197263840481927698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCBj7TfoYhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0K95iJKHjPE/s320/mintm%26ms!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this photo was taken from the web.)&lt;br /&gt;haha! damn niceeee. :D and i was talking about it to, at least 6 people? &lt;strong&gt;EVERY SINGLE ONE HAS NOT TRIED IT&lt;/strong&gt;. you freaking deprived kids! D: it's so niceeeeeee. :D too bad i'm finishing mine, if not i'll bring to school and &lt;s&gt;share&lt;/s&gt; :D haha. i'm gonna buy another tomorrow. freaking addictive. :D like how cadbury mints too! &lt;strong&gt;mints are loveeeeeeellaayye&lt;/strong&gt;. :D firstly, cause they are green. secondly, cause they got an absolutely lovely taste. lastly, cause it's daaaamn good with chocolate! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM WAAAAAAAAAAY BEHIND IN PHYS, CHEM, BIO, MATHS AND IH HAHAHA. :D I DONT GET A FREAKING SHIT (!!!) hazel badly needs a tutor who can give her a crash course for the interims! :D pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this part is gonna get materialisticccc;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED NEW BAG. D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED NEW SHIRTSZX. D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A NEW PHONEE. D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY FRINGE TO GROW. D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED MY CARTILLAGE PIERCING. D:&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A HOLIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY FROM REAL! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound so no life today ._. haha! OKAY, I SHALL BECOME &lt;strong&gt;EVEN MORE NO-LIFE&lt;/strong&gt; AND MUG FOR BIO (&lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARRENLIM&lt;/b&gt;; hahaha, you spassssszzzum more! i'm bored too ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUDDY&lt;/b&gt;; RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! BACK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAK&lt;/b&gt;; hello! ♥ mreeeeowwww. :D cats are cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHANDEL&lt;/b&gt;; uh! i'm no where like him! i'm unique and cool and sexy in my own way. :D HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANDREW&lt;/b&gt;; haha no luhhhh! shortshort only la (X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ERVIN&lt;/b&gt;; haha yeah! fricking coooool. :D&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOBODY'S HOME&lt;/b&gt;; &lt;u&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,&lt;br /&gt;She felt it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't help her,&lt;br /&gt;I just watched her make the same mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong, what's wrong now?&lt;br /&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;br /&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.&lt;br /&gt;You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, be strong now.&lt;br /&gt;Too many, too many problems.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.&lt;br /&gt;She wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;br /&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her feelings she hides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her dreams she can't find.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's losing her mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's fallen behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She can't find her place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's losing her faith.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's fallen from grace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's all over the place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants to go home, but nobody's home.&lt;br /&gt;It's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Broken inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's lost inside, lost inside... oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;She's lost inside, lost inside... oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-1891190673868390436?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/1891190673868390436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=1891190673868390436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1891190673868390436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/1891190673868390436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/fourteen.html' title='#FOURTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb7k389-xcM/SCBj7jfoYiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o9uDA_ekGNQ/s72-c/PROZX..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-9159517370751369358</id><published>2008-05-05T14:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:33:32.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#THIRTEEN</title><content type='html'>the biggest online dance battle! :D haha. started with Step Up 2's director, Jon M Chu and Adam Sevani challenging Miley Cyrus and Mandy for a online dance battle. :D fricking cool. many celebs blah. i like the third video the most. still trying to upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=8a-FBSEFqcM"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=8a-FBSEFqcM&lt;/a&gt; (challenge start off with ACDC)&lt;br /&gt;Part 2; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ngBLWZFTJ7E"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ngBLWZFTJ7E&lt;/a&gt; (Miley and Mandy's come back)&lt;br /&gt;Part 3; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;feature=dir"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=UA7dEWKAT7Y&amp;amp;feature=dir&lt;/a&gt; (ACDC back at 'em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna watch real breakdancing, watch part 3 :D haha. nicest. :D  there's NLT :DD i guess afterall since V's Adam's brother. :D JJ looks so cuteeee. :D Jabbawockeez, and others :D damn coolzx. all part of ACDC; Adam/Chu Dance Crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-9159517370751369358?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/9159517370751369358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=9159517370751369358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9159517370751369358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/9159517370751369358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/dance-battle-with-miley-cyrus-adam.html' title='#THIRTEEN'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985046959909942154.post-6538171630225655376</id><published>2008-05-04T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:08:36.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#TWELVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M SO FRICKING FUGGING PISSED OFFFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop screaming like i've done nothing but wrong for my past fourteen years.&lt;br /&gt;stop making me feel like some shit that should have never been born.&lt;br /&gt;stop bringing me down at every chance you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how much it affects me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a fugging big tub of icecream.&lt;br /&gt;i need a trip to the playground.&lt;br /&gt;i need somewhere, something, to take my mind of this fricking world that's dying even more everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great thank you to my &lt;strong&gt;ranting buddy&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;he's been listening and making me laugh. later i say "i love you buddy!" your girlfriend come kill me, haha. anyway thanks mucho! ♥&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE TEH PROZX. :D our little trademark there yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7985046959909942154-6538171630225655376?l=little-greenrobots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/feeds/6538171630225655376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7985046959909942154&amp;postID=6538171630225655376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6538171630225655376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7985046959909942154/posts/default/6538171630225655376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-greenrobots.blogspot.com/2008/05/twelve.html' title='#TWELVE'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16845338879409429399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
