<?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-710728873146354532</id><updated>2011-09-30T13:57:33.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Us, The Moon &amp; The Stars</title><subtitle type='html'>Shannon Evania Seah
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LOVES MR SHIM</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-3528543454001281772</id><published>2011-09-30T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:57:33.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th Sep 2011</title><content type='html'>There are things i wanna do and accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;So Tomorrow will mark a new beginning for me,&lt;br /&gt;because it's a new semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, that i left my blog dead for so so so long!&lt;br /&gt;I've alot to tell though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Starting tomorrow is my second semester in ITE.&lt;br /&gt;I met a lot of Fun loving people too!&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I've taken up NYAA Gold! and really wanna do my best for it!&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, during my Sep holiday, many many things have happen!:)&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I have been eating weirdly these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus in the month of October. I will make a start. You will see~:)&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. I'll blog, Try to blog everyday if Possible.:)&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm off to tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;this my tumblr page. www.whensthereslove.tumblr.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3528543454001281772?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3528543454001281772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2011/09/30th-sep-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3528543454001281772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3528543454001281772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2011/09/30th-sep-2011.html' title='30th Sep 2011'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5914564011648656232</id><published>2011-03-02T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T23:09:00.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd March 2011</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I last Blog~~&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Taken my O level, ending up in ITE. Banking Services...&lt;br /&gt;Mean time. I am doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;This holiday. I have to acheieve something...&lt;br /&gt;Acheieve to LOSE WEIGHT...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;I am damn heavy...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, Been doing work out. but no results yet...&lt;br /&gt;SIGH...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;I got to go~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5914564011648656232?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5914564011648656232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2011/03/2nd-march-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5914564011648656232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5914564011648656232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2011/03/2nd-march-2011.html' title='2nd March 2011'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2050868502667171038</id><published>2010-03-06T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:41:52.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6march2010</title><content type='html'>Finailly I stood up to say "No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol that pharse so silly...&lt;br /&gt;yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things has change, everything has change...&lt;br /&gt;So glad that i saw my bestfriend today in church!:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh jasmine! Please... Boyfriend... Not this time la....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2050868502667171038?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2050868502667171038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/03/6march2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2050868502667171038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2050868502667171038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/03/6march2010.html' title='6march2010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6517386058662631498</id><published>2010-02-15T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:36:40.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15022010</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Note that this post withh be full with trash:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey but before i trash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i'll start:)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I think I have bear enough... I don't know you anymore, and times have changed... I feel so leftout, I feel so stupid... I don't know why I had been friends with you in the first place, bloody hell, bloody shit, I really hate myself for this vulgar way I am being, and thanks to who am i being this way??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s: this is my blog, i can write anything i want, so don't go saying stupid things in my blog when u don't know what happened... I am sorry that I am being this way, but i cannot control anymore, because I sick and tired of this friend being... this friendship is just a show... a show that i realise now...:(:(:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6517386058662631498?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6517386058662631498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/02/15022010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6517386058662631498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6517386058662631498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/02/15022010.html' title='15022010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2698836128457195321</id><published>2010-02-11T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:41:30.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11022010</title><content type='html'>Happy belated Birthday Jae &amp; Yunho!:)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I am really busy with school work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, super busy with CIP...&lt;br /&gt;and this week is CT week...&lt;br /&gt;I flunk all my subject except for english and maths... thats what i'am gussing now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah!... Geo and lit will be after CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaddition CNY 2 more days!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;ain;t I am happy??:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... and why am i sighing???&lt;br /&gt;I think i found myslef liking Shinee too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dongbang is a cancer in me,&lt;br /&gt;Shinee is a flu virus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday is on CNY...&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will couples do....&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2698836128457195321?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2698836128457195321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/02/11022010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2698836128457195321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2698836128457195321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/02/11022010.html' title='11022010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7682831130014956954</id><published>2010-01-28T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:31:04.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28012010</title><content type='html'>Will I able to live it through,&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me kiss away this pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heartbeats like it will never stop,&lt;br /&gt;If I do, I will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a pain that I am going through,&lt;br /&gt;will it take me far or near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a pain that I am going through,&lt;br /&gt;how long will I last till the very end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seem too much for me to bear,&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I've waited long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing to hear those words from you,&lt;br /&gt;Will I able to make it through without you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7682831130014956954?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7682831130014956954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/28012010_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7682831130014956954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7682831130014956954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/28012010_28.html' title='28012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5616687216060638230</id><published>2010-01-28T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T22:26:22.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28012010</title><content type='html'>Once so true, yet so fake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jaejoong!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;(belated birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School buliding indoor sports hall! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today homework due next week, i can take my time to do at the airport tomorrow:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinee coming to Sg, It be super pack, very pack, IT SHINEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when will Dong bang be coming to Sg??:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year that i know them though:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad....&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5616687216060638230?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5616687216060638230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/28012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5616687216060638230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5616687216060638230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/28012010.html' title='28012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5078984759330501678</id><published>2010-01-25T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T22:34:29.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25012010</title><content type='html'>Roses are red,&lt;br /&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;br /&gt;My love to you,&lt;br /&gt;Is always true.&lt;br /&gt;You light up my life,&lt;br /&gt;You make me shine,&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me alone,&lt;br /&gt;cos you are mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5078984759330501678?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5078984759330501678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/25012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5078984759330501678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5078984759330501678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/25012010.html' title='25012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8518948041622470504</id><published>2010-01-17T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:31:26.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17012010</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sweet timings are too far from me:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a goal now, to know what I would love to do in my near future,&lt;br /&gt;but i need to work super hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah! And I cried, instead of me happy, i cried, i freaking cried for THEM,&lt;br /&gt;yah! sigh, I miss them on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realise they are somehow my motivation to do well.&lt;br /&gt;I want to! Very much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have no idea why am I so depress lately...&lt;br /&gt;and Crazy at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't find any smile on my face today.&lt;br /&gt;It was just so plainless for me...&lt;br /&gt;So plain so cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laughter had gone since the start of the year...&lt;br /&gt;Everything, the sweetest thing in me, gone too soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Biology had just done...&lt;br /&gt;HWHW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8518948041622470504?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8518948041622470504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/17012010_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8518948041622470504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8518948041622470504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/17012010_17.html' title='17012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1397255972979518199</id><published>2010-01-17T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:22:17.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17012010</title><content type='html'>One thing I do not understand, why is the star so far away??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'll just write a small poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little things can be great,&lt;br /&gt;Big things can be not so great,&lt;br /&gt;but one thing I realise my Big impression has taken me far enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little by little,&lt;br /&gt;I began to understand what is not real,&lt;br /&gt;and what is meant to be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are far,&lt;br /&gt;But my tomorrow is close,&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't I dream anymore?&lt;br /&gt;Should I just blast my head off?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1397255972979518199?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1397255972979518199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/17012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1397255972979518199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1397255972979518199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/17012010.html' title='17012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5944871201134739984</id><published>2010-01-14T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:52:02.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14012010</title><content type='html'>Friends and be forgotten, if one is not remembered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i feel so stupid in class.&lt;br /&gt;And i was having bad crams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narin was high, kim was normal. &lt;br /&gt;But i just feel unwanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so happy to see Jasmine!&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Council is different,&lt;br /&gt;there will be a different me in council and out of council,&lt;br /&gt;will have to show my back...&lt;br /&gt;(only those who are close will know what i'll mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything changes,&lt;br /&gt;even me myself too,&lt;br /&gt;feeling stupid by the end of the day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5944871201134739984?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5944871201134739984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/14012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5944871201134739984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5944871201134739984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/14012010.html' title='14012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3224162804946521147</id><published>2010-01-13T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:06:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13012010</title><content type='html'>Dreams are dreams, they aren't real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH!!! I had a horrible dream!!&lt;br /&gt;But i dream of Rin and Yoochun having a baby girl, and i was their babysitter:):)&lt;br /&gt;Then i have a dream of mine... -.-''' Oh no, you wanna know-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was tiring! I had 6 subjects today!! With thick books!! Duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then after school today, met vivian:):)&lt;br /&gt;MISS YOU!!!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me her wonderful story during work, i just admire her:):) hahaha:)&lt;br /&gt;(your one lucky girl! you have to know that! understand?!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End my homework, but my english homework, i need help from my english teacher, learning how to write resume?? I need her help!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was nuts today!! I PRACTICALLY HAD CRACK MY BRAIN CELLS!!!:(:(&lt;br /&gt;But it was worth it for homework:):) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays! Shall end here:)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE YOU!;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3224162804946521147?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3224162804946521147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/13012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3224162804946521147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3224162804946521147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/13012010.html' title='13012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-531898361779159277</id><published>2010-01-12T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:11:21.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12012010</title><content type='html'>New life beignning, New rules applies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wants:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) To have a pet dog. (Have to get it after O's)&lt;br /&gt;2) To lose weight 3 kg for per month!&lt;br /&gt;3) To find the perfect guy (After O's)&lt;br /&gt;4) To cherish and love everyone around me more:)&lt;br /&gt;5) To work really hard for O's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, whatever i wants is I HAVE TO DO IT after my O's is done!!-.-'''&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it now, expect for No.2&amp;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays. I will end here today;)&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to my dictionary hahaha:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-531898361779159277?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/531898361779159277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010_5761.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/531898361779159277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/531898361779159277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010_5761.html' title='12012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3185256901570433709</id><published>2010-01-12T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:04:31.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12012010</title><content type='html'>Everyone Changes instantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd post that I'am writing:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MRS JUNG!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MRS PARK!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MRS KIM!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MRS KIM!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MR SHIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so starting to love my subject teachers! But MATH's is going way too slow...&lt;br /&gt;And I am studying the dictionary, Oh! you can call me crazy... because i think i am already! Hahaha:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss attending saturday masses...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to work much harder now:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I CAN'T WAIT FOR CNY!!:):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3185256901570433709?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3185256901570433709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3185256901570433709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3185256901570433709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010_12.html' title='12012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4759320707351386812</id><published>2010-01-12T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:58:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12012010</title><content type='html'>Time flys thats I really miss the old times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know my blog is really dead, I make it through my N's going to O's this year:)&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you glad for me?? hehe:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5 of us, 181209, Py was the first to have her results, but she didn't make it through. I was speechles, I couldn't say anything to comfort her, but seeing how she studies now, I am happy for her:) &lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn, i thought to myself, "If py can't make it, i won't be making it too" thus, i went to the table with a heavy heart, and with my results infornt of me, "I will see you next year" my english teacher told me as she handed me over my sec 5 booklist. I was shock and i cried, my friends thought that i didn't make it either but they scold me, why you cry? you should be happy! but i cry and cry and cry. followed by jasmine,she didn't make it well, but she tried her best, followed by kimber who scored well:) and Rin, A BIG imporvement!:) I am happy for her:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 3 of us still continuing schooling in Sec 5A.&lt;br /&gt;And missing my 2 other half...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4759320707351386812?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4759320707351386812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4759320707351386812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4759320707351386812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2010/01/12012010.html' title='12012010'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6429827131225964922</id><published>2009-11-22T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:36:46.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>221109</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stress-Free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since I have nothing to do now... let me post something... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;About my job?... Haha sure! Wait, how about my work mates? hehe! Okays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My works mates, under...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Coco Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1) Elvis and Rohani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haagan Das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2) Amanda, lazel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pachi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3) Nurul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Govidaer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4) Ru Yaun, Ishiak, Vincent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Actually, there is 2 more under pachi, but am not too sure whats their name... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They are very fun people! Really! Also mostly, i call them Kor/Jie:) haha, and we work under the same roof:) hehe and they know my secret also... Thanks to Elvis... Next person who really know what happen, would also be Peiyun, Vivian and Narin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6429827131225964922?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6429827131225964922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/221109_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6429827131225964922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6429827131225964922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/221109_22.html' title='221109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8234187547153323162</id><published>2009-11-22T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:21:53.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>221109</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is the sweetest of it all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSAY MUMMY DADDY!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember that I love you always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;may your many years more together be fruitful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and please also to continue to bear Shawn and I alittle while more:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SARANGHAE!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8234187547153323162?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8234187547153323162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/221109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8234187547153323162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8234187547153323162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/221109.html' title='221109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5197270316087949574</id><published>2009-11-22T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:10:53.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>211109</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As soon as I turn back, the time fly fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dong Bang won award:) I was really glad, but yet upset... Yunho, Changmin weren't at that scene of course... Because of Boycott between SM and DBSK... Sigh, only JaeChunSu went:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Offday today... I did totally nothing at all! Hello! NOTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But I reflected alot... Alot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;1) My N results in 3 weeks time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;2) How can I lose the weight of mine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;3) Relationship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;4) My parents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;5) My friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mostly about thats all... Sigh... Relationship... I don't know how... Who would like a girl like me in the freaking first place? Everyone always goes for appearance first... Sigh... and about "That" sigh... I do not want to get my hopes so high... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know recently, I just don't know why, something is wrong with... REALLY wrong... Only friends who know me, who also know what happen, would really know why... Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My friends didn't find him cute... he's tall, and thin, because of just that spolier, they didn't find him cute... he also didn't smile... maybe thats one of the reasons, but i just find him cute... his smile just... Okays.. Enough! I am goinf nuts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yah! but what the use of me liking him??? No use at all... thats why i say... who on earth, which guy... would actually like me, a girl like that, size like that?... I Don't know at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Molayo... Biane Chinguya... Biane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5197270316087949574?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5197270316087949574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/211109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5197270316087949574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5197270316087949574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/211109.html' title='211109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5990149316908142444</id><published>2009-11-21T00:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:50:46.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>201109</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whens theres love, everything can be just as silly as it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today it's the 20th of Nov... Its been the 10/11th day since I've started work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I really like my job:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Narin, Peiyun and Delyn came:) We had lunch together and I really miss them lots!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, today wasn't that bad for sales, at least we sold something haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, My work place has cute teddys! I just can't stop looking at them:) Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHesq6OeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LTvVTNKC5oU/s1600/12112009142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227732905998818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHesq6OeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/LTvVTNKC5oU/s320/12112009142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isn't it cute??:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHWFuOizI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UI-D932vY_I/s1600/12112009141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227585011977010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHWFuOizI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UI-D932vY_I/s320/12112009141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are they just as lovely??:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHlnFM6FI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AXh1FhE1mHM/s1600/12112009143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227851664746578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SwbHlnFM6FI/AAAAAAAAAHk/AXh1FhE1mHM/s320/12112009143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isn't the 3 of them just as close best friends??:)&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/710728873146354532-5990149316908142444?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5990149316908142444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-950999526229255873</id><published>2009-11-11T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:42:11.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111109</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bitter sweet moments...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-63c6a7f8f5d6ce60" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/111109_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/950999526229255873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/950999526229255873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/111109_11.html' title='111109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3029918247636561555</id><published>2009-11-11T13:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:07:21.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111109</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chocolates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! I've been working since the 7 of nov at The Coco Trees:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My manager seems nice and fun too! Just love her!:) Then met new friends, named Rohini and Levis. They are nice, funny, heart warming bunch of friends:) Glad that I am working with them:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Know why I am blogging today? hehe because its my offday! Yaypy! Then tomorrow I would need to work again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Chocolates are like the tears that I found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Milk Chocolates, are like the happy tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Dark Chocolates, are like the broken hearted, full of saddes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sometimes, Chocolates, are just like just,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;just having the bitter sweet time of moments:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3029918247636561555?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3029918247636561555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/111109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3029918247636561555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3029918247636561555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/111109.html' title='111109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8162012861905520873</id><published>2009-11-04T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:53:32.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dong Bang Shin Ki...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Waeyo! Chakia, Waeyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF9xoHA6WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/URAOfClDb7M/s1600-h/4499_1153489360651_1330185917_30406552_1801830_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400235719727835490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF9xoHA6WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/URAOfClDb7M/s320/4499_1153489360651_1330185917_30406552_1801830_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I don't know what's been happening, I don't know anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF-jg3otpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_dA8rZJb3gc/s1600-h/4175_72922508154_665558154_1779791_777305_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400236576777746066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF-jg3otpI/AAAAAAAAAHE/_dA8rZJb3gc/s320/4175_72922508154_665558154_1779791_777305_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where's the Tohoshinki that I know? Where is the Dong Bang Shin Ki that I know??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF_bR_bBBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y1wde6e46UI/s1600-h/160bhx4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400237534856545298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF_bR_bBBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y1wde6e46UI/s320/160bhx4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The perfect 5 that I know this year, had rank the 1st amoungs the other bands, what will happened? The perfect brotherhood, the bond with one another, had they all forgotten? The perfect silliness withon their shyness, will I not see anymore?? The only 5 friends, that gotten working everything together, reaching the highest level, still would strive more towards their dream goal, will I see them like this on stage again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;To: DBSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I miss you my dear DBSK, I know decisions will be very difficult this time round, I don't know whether is true or not, that the 3 and 2 are not contacting each other, but I pray hard you all will still be keeping in touch. True or false, I hope your decision will be made wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yunho, your the group leader, your busy will your drama, I understand. To side to SM, i truely understand, because SM groom you 5 together, without SM there will be no TVXQ/DBSK. But still as a leader, did you thought what is best for 5 of you? I hope you did:) Cause being a leader, it holds much more responsibilty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Changmin, your the youngest member in the group, you may follow where you think is right, but even if your the youngest member in the group, you could also voice your opinion. You also seem busy with your drama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yunho, Changmin, I don't know why, I hope you don't get offended, just that, isit because of the drama that you all doing is under SM? and with the drama, you don't want to destory the rankings of it release on air? I am not too sure... And that you pity SM? because after all they had done for you, made you what you are now?.... But are you also going to fight for your rights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jaejoong, you had been in the SM for so long, but why didn't you settle this case earlier? why did the three of you had to do this, in the middle of your glorious achivement? I really don't understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Yoochun, you are the closes to every member in the group. But I don't understand, if you say that you will wait for Yunho, Changmin, everyone to get back toegther again, why have you and Jaejoong, release an album on your own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Junsu, last but not least, you are the quietest amongest the members. Are you okay? your the only member that i am really concern with, what on earth have you been doing these few months?? there is no action or anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Jae,Chun, Su, waeyo? what's wrong? I know SM hasn't been treating you all well, NEVER once did. why they made you super duper WOW, no words can explain. and you want to wait for Yun, Min to get to you? Wae? So now can you see, I don't know who I can side? You all are 1, all the fans in the world see it as this, not 2. Why don't you all just sue sm for mistreating, but continue to stay in SM? because they are the once who give you, made you DBSK/TVXQ am I right?... I don't want to see my fav Band just going off the drain just like that! This is not the TVXQ/DBSK I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DBSK, what will you all consider and do?? Just what is it??&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/710728873146354532-8162012861905520873?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8162012861905520873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/dong-bang-shin-ki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8162012861905520873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8162012861905520873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/dong-bang-shin-ki.html' title='Dong Bang Shin Ki...'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SvF9xoHA6WI/AAAAAAAAAG8/URAOfClDb7M/s72-c/4499_1153489360651_1330185917_30406552_1801830_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-2782831271291256315</id><published>2009-11-04T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:02:32.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>031109</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;To be faithful, needs alot of time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today council camp was Brillant! Yay! Haha, i am so happy! It went out just fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;however, sadly, is not a overnight camp, it's a day camp just for 2 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But, but, Yay!! It was great! The games was so much fun! Happy! Happy!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then halfway through the camp, met Rin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mogoshippeoseo Chinguya!:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll post the pictures when I have taken every thing, from day 1 and 2 ye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hehe, got to go now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Saranghae Chingu;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2782831271291256315?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2782831271291256315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/031109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2782831271291256315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2782831271291256315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/11/031109.html' title='031109'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4485359935571545998</id><published>2009-09-30T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:19:45.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day that dissapointing to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friends like you are hard to find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My blog has been rotting for months... Think i shall post...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm well still undergoing N's, however, next week will soon end and i will miss all my friends in school and i already missing them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'am so terribly, horribly sad... really.... I want to celebrate Hari Raya with Narin, but i can't cause have lunch and i promise to go to her house too... and i can't... I know how it feels like cause i've been in her shoes before... I dont know what to do now... Sigh, best friends like this, i feel so sad, that i can't do anything... '' even a sorry is can't cure the feeling '' that was how i felt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SsN1xwNWyiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q3kU3o7AhXc/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387279076880206370" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SsN1xwNWyiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q3kU3o7AhXc/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To my dearest best friend:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your the bestest friend that i have ever met in secondary school life:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Although you can be mad, crazy, painful, everything you have inside you come as you as one:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your funniest, your laughter, you smile just make everyone day, even my day. when i'am down, thank you for always standing by my side. although you don't know what to say at times, thank you for being there. And i pray that our friendship will last tillour last breath:) Love you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4485359935571545998?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4485359935571545998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-that-dissapointing-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4485359935571545998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4485359935571545998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-that-dissapointing-to-me.html' title='Day that dissapointing to me'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SsN1xwNWyiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q3kU3o7AhXc/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-4618172765134732636</id><published>2009-07-06T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:23:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 july 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happiness comes with Love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I shall change colour and write for this month... Okays.. I am seriously bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Not bored that i plan to update my blog. Its been days or months since i just blog it yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I found this website not long ago. And am stuck on to it. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvxqsoul.com/"&gt;www.tvxqsoul.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jpopasia.com/"&gt;www.jpopasia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This two website.:) Not not gonna say about it. But of cause 1 says about Tohoshinki.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh crap... now i've just realise I have my chinese homework not fully done. Rather haven't even started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And I have a very good news! Haha, related to school but more on student council work. Haha, sec 4s, 5s graduating class would have happy too:) I am sure you would:) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Been busy on student council work. Can't sleep and that reminds me my English N is this friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lucky am not going to other school to take oral. If i do, i'll be taking taxi. Really thank god for that. haha:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I better go:) Nites everyone! Got homework to finished up:) haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4618172765134732636?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4618172765134732636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-july-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4618172765134732636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4618172765134732636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-july-09.html' title='6 july 09'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6345869250615288832</id><published>2009-07-05T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:08:14.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallin in love over again</title><content type='html'>Stand By U ~ TVXQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day you left without a word of goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the scenery around me has changed.&lt;br /&gt;The promise I madethat I would become your everything&lt;br /&gt;and the incomplete memories have also changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were crying by yourself back then,&lt;br /&gt;f only had I run to youyou would still be by my side.&lt;br /&gt;If I was given one more chance,&lt;br /&gt;I would tell you once againthat I love you.&lt;br /&gt;But the words that contain my overflowing feelings cannot reach you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you with?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of clothes are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing and laughing at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am right here.&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I am right here.&lt;br /&gt;And I still believe that we will see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling won't change.&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I'm thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;Just once more, I want you to stand at my back with your tied hair asking me&lt;br /&gt;"Guess who it is~~~"and expecting me to say out your name.&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us being silly like that day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget you,&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is, I don't want to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel even a bit of happiness&lt;br /&gt;because you're not by my side.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try,I'll end up cryingand my tears just won't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you with?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of clothes are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing and laughing at?&lt;br /&gt;I am right here.&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I am right here.&lt;br /&gt;Istill believe that we will see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am right heresinging the song by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't have any reason to embrace this pain anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I can't help doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I know that the days when you were by my side&lt;br /&gt;making my world shine won't come back again,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter what will happen,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how far I'm lost,&lt;br /&gt;Inever ever want to forget that my heart has chosen to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are,&lt;br /&gt;no matter who you are with,&lt;br /&gt;no matter what kind of dream you are dreaming of,&lt;br /&gt;or what you are doing and laughing at,I will be here forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even now, I am right here,&lt;br /&gt;believing in a day that we will meet again.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling won't change,&lt;br /&gt;you are the only one I'm thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling won't change,&lt;br /&gt;you are the only one I'm thinking of&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6345869250615288832?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6345869250615288832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/07/fallin-in-love-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6345869250615288832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6345869250615288832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/07/fallin-in-love-over-again.html' title='Fallin in love over again'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5332439610867425282</id><published>2009-06-21T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:21:05.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210609</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A single flower in the wide fields, thats all it matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You made me wanna smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You made me wanna cry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;With so much of these that you've have moved me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I could barely cry and smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You fond of a flower, left the weed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;grew with the flower, hurt the weed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why didn't you just step the weed and go with the flower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;thats all you ever needed to hurt the strongest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The weed stays still, rain or shine, but the flower wilt without enough love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5332439610867425282?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5332439610867425282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/210609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5332439610867425282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5332439610867425282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/210609.html' title='210609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-294993507613838213</id><published>2009-06-19T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:20:06.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190609</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Big lies, Big story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Boo... Boo... but.... Anyway! Hahaha, oh super junior and DBSK make my day!! Hehe. I have no idea what other Jap Dramas are nice to watch lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I finish part A of Lit, part A of Geography and all of my maths homework!! Ain't you proud of me??! Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tomorrow will be part B of Lit i guess... Sigh... Another week and school reopens. Actually, school reopens next week, for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm Hmm.. Oh today too was my first day that i step into my Dad's office. Oh the people are there are nice, and wried... Very wried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aunty: No need to say... *looks at my dad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dad: *kept quiet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aunty: No need to say! I know already! Photocopy. Chop Chop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was like... Yeah... Photocopy... I look like my dad, so is father-daughter... Man-.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I ate durains! It was the best durains i ever eaten! So yummy!! 5 for 30, so EX! Wah.. But really it was delicious:):) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tomorrow saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P.S: Shall I call? Or shall I not call?... Maybe Not? Maybe Yes? Maybe Not?... Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-294993507613838213?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/294993507613838213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/190609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/294993507613838213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/294993507613838213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/190609.html' title='190609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1137829326781637253</id><published>2009-06-18T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:43:11.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180609</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To one it may be nothing, but to them, it means something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today i watched Mei-chan no Shiziji, from morning till evening! Wasn't that cool!. And its so horrible, i planned to study geography.. but man... i ended up watching Jap drama the whole day!! This is so not like me can... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So dissapointed with myself...:(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But the show was really good really!... I really love it...:) Can't help it.. Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then I went to bed for awhile, and ended up picking someone phone call, and i ended can't sleep now... Dammed it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm Hmm Hmm... Anyway, I watch "Because Iam a girl" MV, It still made me teared.. Sob Sob... Can't help it... Maybe I am just to emotional...Sob Sob.. ( Arugh... Just Shut it Shannon!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bleah!.. Oh well... Then I'll go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love you!:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;P.S: Since, I will ignore you, as you told me so? Guess I will, since i said maybe I'll try calling once in a while when I am free... But You didn't like it... Oh wells... Then too bad... And of course i will not call every single day... Don't want to be as irritating as ur friends, and a burden to you as well:) So Sayonara!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1137829326781637253?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1137829326781637253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/180609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1137829326781637253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1137829326781637253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/180609.html' title='180609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2443022135495624253</id><published>2009-06-17T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:33:07.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>170609</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For what it had happened, let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"For the first time... When I look into your eyes...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, Remember this song? Its now being stuck in my frecking mind okay!! Can't get it out of my head!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, today... Went to Allison house for Steamboat. It was to be a bbq, but not many people could really make it i guess? Or was it too troublesome? But anyway! I HAD FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, played mahjong, oh my goodness! We played super fast can! Even aunties and uncles who played mahjong, is a much slower pace lor... Wah, first time, i ever seen and ever played... Lol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUT HAD FUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sadly... I had to leave at 8pm, if  not can enjoy watching the movie:) "Coming Soon" Hmmm, not sure was that the real tittle, it was fun watching Sareen and Raychel screaming, and poor Natasha had sat in between them nearly had her ears dumb... Lol.. Oh my... The movie wasn't that scary too... but towards a certain part of it, i admit i too did scream... Hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays! Got to go:) Nights everyone!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2443022135495624253?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2443022135495624253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/170609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2443022135495624253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2443022135495624253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/170609.html' title='170609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-981105147198380908</id><published>2009-06-16T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:59:51.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160609</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;They Say That Men Will Never Feed On The Fish They Caught In The Sea, But They'll Eat It And Throw Away. Thats Why He Never Look At Her Anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! Its been 10 days since I last blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! And Its the Third week of June Holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! One more week to school reopens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! One more month to N levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wow! Three More weeks to NRP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wow! ITS ALL COMING SO FAST!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I left with Lit and Geography homework... No matter what, I just won't finished... And I met Spencer today... Oh Vivian don't kill me... He Finally passed me my books... HE FINALLY PASSED MY BOOKS! and you know what happen next:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmm Hmm. I MISSED MR SHIM!! MR SHIM!! HOW ARE YOU?? HOW ARE YOU??....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;OH OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!! And You know what! Todays my 3rd day since I last rode a bike!! hehe!! YAY!! I finally know how to ride a bike!! YAY!! And I am 16 and I finally know how to ride a bike!!! YAY! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Shannon: Rin, you know what?! I finally know how to ride a bike today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rin: *shock* are you seriously kidding me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Shannon: Nope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rin: You DINGO! YOU DINGO! Your such a DINGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Shannon: Hey! But ain't your happy for me? I FINALLY KNOW HOW TO RIDE A BIKE WHEN AM 16!! HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rin: Yes, i am happy, and upset for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Shannon: Why are you upset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Rin: WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR LAST 16 years!! What have you been doing?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, but am happy that i finally able to know how to ride a bike kays!:):):):):) Hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VIVIAN!!! THANKS FOR THE THUMB DRIVE!! I REALLY LOVED IT SO MUCH!! Mummy, daddy says its really sweet of you:) I really love it girl! really!:):) Thank you a thousand times!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks everyone for the birthday gift, will will kept it:) Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-981105147198380908?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/981105147198380908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/160609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/981105147198380908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/981105147198380908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/160609.html' title='160609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3579890855861012238</id><published>2009-06-10T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:49:35.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100609</title><content type='html'>Friends are just there when you need them:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWIMMING!! I WENT SWIMMING AGAIN! hahaha, i went with Yoorin this time. Went to an indoor swimming complex. So didn't get really Tan. I have no idea why I love being Tan too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i was total crazy girl without my specs during swiming, I CAN"T SEE A SINGLE THING! And I embrassaed myself and made Yoorin Laughed till her tummy hurts:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the light bulb which look like a clock, clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you know during the swimming pool, there was these 5 teenage boy who pisses me off, why could they just jump somewhere else and not beside side us?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there was a couple... I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Wo bu yao... Wo bu yao... Ze li bu fan bian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *holding her wrist* ke yi la. kao jing yi dian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their actions like have *** in the pool! Hello is a pool for us to swim not having that in the pool plus is a public place, wanna do it go the bath room or the hotel near by or do it in your house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow and i super pissed can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm hmm. Then Then! Aside from that. I went to take LRT!!! YAY!!! First time taking it. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3579890855861012238?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3579890855861012238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/100609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3579890855861012238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3579890855861012238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/100609.html' title='100609'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-669757142629848964</id><published>2009-06-05T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:13:09.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 june 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gifts matters from its heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Myself!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I am so glad today!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank you classmates, for suddenly singing Happy brithday song in SS class. Thank you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank you Narin for your present! Love the Ring and The chain:):) Love it! Love Changmin letter:):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thank You Anna for your present! Love the Shirt! I'll wear it to sleep:) Really love it, your the first to bought it and its really wonderful:) Thank you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thanks Waimin for the Card. I'll keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thanks Ameila and Jasmine for the cake!. It is really a big surprise and a very delicious cake you got for me... Thank you both... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Council BBQ. I really had alot of fun. Thank you girls making it a surprise.. I nearly teared.. Although I knew it was going to happen... But seriously, it turn out different from what i've thought... Thank you everyone!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And last but not least! Every one who wished me happy birthday. Thank you for remembering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Love u all... Even though there wasn't any gift. A heart like you all have, is enough for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thanks everyone. Sweet 16, i will never forget this date. this year. this time:) Love u guys and girls:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-669757142629848964?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/669757142629848964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-june-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/669757142629848964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/669757142629848964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-june-09.html' title='5 june 09'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2428169422843116370</id><published>2009-05-24T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:03:00.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>240509</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Take my hand, take a breath, hold me close and take one step...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Council pictures finally up!! Yay!! Hahaha:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rV4ar-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/j9TMf9S-1NE/s1600-h/DSC02121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339356752437227490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rV4ar-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/j9TMf9S-1NE/s200/DSC02121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rH_qFlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IKSEDTJLXV8/s1600-h/DSC02120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339356748709500498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rH_qFlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IKSEDTJLXV8/s200/DSC02120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rqYZ_cI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U7IOEckjITE/s1600-h/DSC02122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339356757940108738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rqYZ_cI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U7IOEckjITE/s200/DSC02122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzSITMQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/roLykvCXpco/s1600-h/DSC02116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339355219783074770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzSITMQ9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/roLykvCXpco/s200/DSC02116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzSkhnK3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/A3xndCMIEMA/s1600-h/DSC02117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339355227359751026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzSkhnK3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/A3xndCMIEMA/s200/DSC02117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzS-RggHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0phy3u3XItI/s1600-h/DSC02118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339355234271527026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ShkzS-RggHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0phy3u3XItI/s200/DSC02118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0r26bn4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/aFKv35mtUVU/s1600-h/DSC02130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339356761304047490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0r26bn4I/AAAAAAAAAGM/aFKv35mtUVU/s200/DSC02130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I seriously have no idea what to blog about these days... Exams??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okay la.. Passed 3 failed 3... Normal... June just speed all my energy up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;N need to get 13 points for 6 subjects.. Have too! Thats my aim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have to do it. No I got to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays... i go go now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Byebye!&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/710728873146354532-2428169422843116370?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2428169422843116370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/240509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2428169422843116370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2428169422843116370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/240509.html' title='240509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Shk0rV4ar-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/j9TMf9S-1NE/s72-c/DSC02121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-6215721647463232721</id><published>2009-05-17T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:45:18.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>170509</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When you do the bad things, everything will just go back on you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Haha! Friends are still meantioning about Glass ceillings! Lol... I wonder how would a HDB flat, build with Glass... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But I prefer, buliding It by the lake shore... It be so much nicer... Right? Right? Right?... But I don't wanna build it... Wait! What am I saying... Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today, I have nothing to do at home... Man! I think going to cat class on sundays are better than staying at home doing nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And best I am band from going out on Monday and Tuesday... Dam it! What shall I do?? What Shall I do?? Now I have that feeling of those people band from going out, like you have lose your freedom... But I didn't really lose mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Okays! Shannon Stop It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Man... I am just being mean now... Anyway, i did... search on &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Koo Hyn Sun&lt;/span&gt;. She is a great actress... Really... She started filming since 2005 and she is like choosn as best actress already... Wow... I still like her best in BOF, King and I, she is too strict. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hmmm Hmmm............ Okays.... I am so bored!!.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I better go too... Finally remember what I need to do:) Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6215721647463232721?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6215721647463232721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/170509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6215721647463232721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6215721647463232721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/170509.html' title='170509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1830698412773034981</id><published>2009-05-16T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:30:43.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When you seek, there always an answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Went for mass today! unfortunately, Vivian can't attend as she has something on and oh yea! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;HAPPY THRID MONTH TO A COUPLE! HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Okays. Set with Sunitha and Monica. Haha. Something was up with me, curiosty i guess... SO i ask them... then it turn out a huge joke.... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shannon: Will you two still Suntan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunitha: I Don't want to get anymore darker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Monica: Ya. We just manage to be like our mom. Manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunitha: So before suntan, we need to buy a huge bottle of Suntan loction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*everyone laughed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sunitha: No way, we'll suntan, I still have my Netball trainings. Plus. I don't wanna be my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;too dark cannot see him. Only can see his White shirt. teeth. and eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Lol. That was it! And I am going to Sentosa this saterday!! Oh yea! Mama! Oh yea!! Haha. Am so super high! Lol. I didn't drink okay, FYI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So today. Lucky it was Father J.J, he grabs our attention by singing during the first part of the serment. I tell you he can sing!! VERY WELL!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Where do I begin, to tell the story of how great love can be..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Heard of it? hahaha.. Duh... Today's serment was about Love.. Parents love. Kids love. Friendship love. BGR Love... So on and forth... Haha... So cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And Vivian. I will try to finish up chapter 9 and 10. I am changing parts for chapter 9 for DBSK. Hahaha. wait longer kays. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1830698412773034981?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1830698412773034981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/160509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1830698412773034981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1830698412773034981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/160509.html' title='160509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-395250244395436071</id><published>2009-05-15T21:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:49:30.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Waiting for the right day to come and make my move...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YAY!!! Exams are over! Over! Over! Oh and you know what! Biology gonna flunk it! For the very first time! Can i celebrate that? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today, I woke up at 8.30am, surprising, my eyes just open and my body just moved by itself. Use my laptop. Type my online sms story... Then went to Meet Vivian at 12.30pm... We went and have lunch, went comic store and spent nearly half an hour there. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So can't wait for next week saterday! Haha! Going to sentosa with 3 awesome girls! Haha misses them so much! Haha... Suntan! Wait for me! Mama coming!! Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am totally bored. Seriously. And when I am bored I am always high! Hahaha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So a good thing or a bad thing? Both!!! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okays. I better go, if not tomorrow i become very restless. Actually I am already am! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-395250244395436071?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/395250244395436071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/150509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/395250244395436071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/395250244395436071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/150509.html' title='150509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1762461415726134297</id><published>2009-05-13T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:57:07.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby, when we get married, I’ll never stay out all night, if we have 3 meals a day, I can cook one of those meals. I can guarantee that I won’t turn into a husband with a big belly. I’ll try my best. Just have a pretty baby for me.--- Jaejoong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Haha! Okays. Now you know why everytime Dbsk always bring smile to my face!:) So cute the way they answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Thus today. Hmmm had Literature... Paper 1 and Paper two and I think that I will do well for paper 2 instead of paper 1. paper 1 had poem and prose. thus of cause I did Poem. Hahaha.. It was nearly the same type of feeling how I was feeling before, very long time ago... and only Sulip and I in our whole clique did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Then had paper 2. A Raisin in the Sun. Was so happy that it came out. As in this question. "What do you think Ruth wants Walter to do for her and why is she willing to do for him. Refer closely to the other parts of the text." Hahaha! I love that question. But I don't have the confident of passing it... Cause only able to write 1 page... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Oh well! Tomorrow last day of paper! and I able to sleep super late... Wait I always do that haha and I able to wake up super late! Lol you know I have been like going to school for exams paper early in the morning since the start of it.... and I have 5 days free!! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Having Maths paper 2 and Biology!:) I think I am going to flunck my maths. I just can't find my maths mid year paper of last year. Actually I did found it. But it is mixed with all my other maths work sheets! Oh man. Thus I have to revise all my notes instead... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Got to go and study again! Still have Biology... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1762461415726134297?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1762461415726134297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-when-we-get-married-ill-never-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1762461415726134297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1762461415726134297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-when-we-get-married-ill-never-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-9115749631406123013</id><published>2009-05-12T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:48:20.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honey, I’ll be home soon, wait for me with a tasty meal--- Shim Changmin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okays today Geography paper was a killer. But not really. It base on coastal, rivers and geography of food. This Coastal was the main. And it was there and not there... Haha So section B had to choose, when i look through section B saw rivers in my mind "Oh lets do geography of food instead" but geography I don't have the feeling that I will pass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then Physic... I LOVE MCQ! But this doesn't mean I will score full marks for it... And I hate mangnets! Somehow Physic was manageable:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow Pure Lit and I have not touch anything. And I able to blog somemore... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Narin and Me walking out of school.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sglf837vrcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rdGg1UXxv0Y/s1600-h/P12-05-09_12.38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334900733008391618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sglf837vrcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rdGg1UXxv0Y/s320/P12-05-09_12.38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went to compass point... then head home... Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Guess today will be sleeping super duper late! Like 12-1am?? Hahaha and tomorrow paper at 9.15am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Better stop and study! haha syonara:)&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/710728873146354532-9115749631406123013?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9115749631406123013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/120509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9115749631406123013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9115749631406123013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/120509.html' title='120509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sglf837vrcI/AAAAAAAAAFE/rdGg1UXxv0Y/s72-c/P12-05-09_12.38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-8538141631421908967</id><published>2009-05-11T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:05:04.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends are like memories... You always hold on to them till the very end...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thus today! Haha didn't go to maths class... Was tired... Slept at 6.45am and woke up when sareen first message and Freddy kor's sms... And was at 10am. OMG! Super tired can... Din't know i can play that much yesterday with all the durnk uncles... Hahaha! So super funny can! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today too... We able to ding Sareen back... haha Thanks To Freddy kor... Too bad PeiYun wasn't there.. But if she was she be laughing and chocking during dinner time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sareen! Then when can I go to your house and see the Glass House? Hahaha And you sure is very safe? Cause I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night and someone up in the celling there! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Other than fun, we all too did study... Lol... We are playful but still somehow hardworking kays... Right girls? Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow had geography... As I've said before and Physic... Physics last min study can la... Use common sense? But is not like Biology... Sigh oh well... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then I guess I have to see for Physic right? Hahaha Byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8538141631421908967?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8538141631421908967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/110509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8538141631421908967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8538141631421908967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/110509.html' title='110509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6132371813443182334</id><published>2009-05-07T20:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:32:31.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>070509</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For once, it felt so perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! Haha had SS today! Wonder why I am so happy about it? Hahaha cause I was an okay paper for me. Lol Thanks for the help from my cousin. He's rather good at teaching actually and have tons of patients too! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maths... I think paper 1 will some how fail... You know there is like something wrong with me... Paper 1 always a screwed up and Paper always have flying colours?? What the hell is wrong with me by the way?? Easy once, i can't do, and the most difficult i can do?? Wah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow having Chinese Listening Comprehension. And I only need to be in school for HALF AN HOUR and go home! But I don't think I will go home after that? Planing to buy mothers day gift but have no idea what to get for her... Poem? Thank you note? Rather 2 in 1? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today is rather slacky for me... Always been studying from 5-11pm, and now, no work to do?? I do last min revision that why, rather there is so much holiday for me to revise my work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Monday: Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tuesday: Geography and Physic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wednesday: Pure Lit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thursday: Maths Paper 2 and Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Eh? My both science paper is next week... Am so slow... And I have 5 holidays straight after that!!! So cool right??? Hahaha... Oh well... Then I will be going to bed then:) hahaha Good night!&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/710728873146354532-6132371813443182334?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6132371813443182334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/070509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6132371813443182334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6132371813443182334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/070509.html' title='070509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7019972467018880148</id><published>2009-05-05T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:09:01.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>050509</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Without good results, life is meaningless???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Had English paper today! Wrote about topic 5. Being a teenager jounery towards N level examination is not easy, discuss. Wow, i remember the question. And I complain and ended up with a very good learning lesson. Haha. I will pity whoever who marks my compo.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Now comes with Paper 2, close passage was "OMG!" is this what i suppose to write??! Are these words right?? You know why, cause our practice papers are papers with much difficult words and have to crack our brain, but this it seems like, you can just fill in the blanks simply! Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Passage A is was understandable, about deadly fugu fish? haha it was interesting. But passage B was disgusting!!! What eating rooster testicels can make a women look younger????!!! EWW!! and best, eating Bull testicels can have more healthy sex life style?... And you know what!, Anglo-Indians in the past used to eat fetus for medical reasons... A baby fetus!! Oh my godness!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;So horrible! an unborn child! No way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Eww! I wonder what will it be like for chinese paper tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Got to go:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7019972467018880148?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7019972467018880148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/050509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7019972467018880148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7019972467018880148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/050509.html' title='050509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5401331169243540437</id><published>2009-05-03T20:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:36:37.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>030509</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My dear, I am not sure who you are, but when I meet you by the time I hope I am a capable man. Lets live a long and happy life. --- Micky Yoochun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A story that I long knew, would it ever happened to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A song that I long knew, would I finally able to sing along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A sickness that I long knew, would it finally be cureable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A stupidness that I long knew, would it finally be gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A love that I long knew, would it finally come back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;There was this little girl, whose heart was stolen by a boy, never again she has met him till that faithful incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I wish I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: You remember when we were young, we used to play catching and hide-and-seek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I wish I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Then do you remember the incident at the airport when she cried in your arms terribly when you about to leave her side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No I am sorry, I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And he walks away towards his friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: You know that fat girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I have no idea who the hell is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: Aww come on, I think she likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: No way, she is just like the elephant in the zoo, who would have that heart to like her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: Haha, you are right. Lets go and date other prettier and goodlooking girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;But didn't they know, she heard every single thing they said. Thus, she went back home and cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mummy: Baby girl? Are you alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I am fine Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: No you are not. Tell me what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: That boy couldn't remember me anymore, he says I am like the elephant in the zoo! Am I like that elephant in the zoo? Am I? Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: Of course you are not! You are my sweetest baby girl. You know, that boy, he is blinded by everything around him and thus let him be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: But I can't! He was very nice to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy: People can change! So what are you going to do about it? Hmmm? You can change him, and change yourself. I will be beside you and supporting you always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then Mummy left, left the girl thinking alone. I think I will go on diet and make him remember me. Each day, she looks for him, glued on him, taking her chance to make this boy remembers her, and when she fails she had to eat 2 apples and 1 meal a day. And of course, Mummy was there for her and cooks only 1 meal a day and buy tons of apples for her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To be continued:)...&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/710728873146354532-5401331169243540437?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5401331169243540437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/030509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5401331169243540437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5401331169243540437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/030509.html' title='030509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-523026030009529688</id><published>2009-05-01T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:30:38.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010509</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Falling for you is falling for the stars, so unreachable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So am apponited as the Student Council President...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So every step I take has to be very careful... And learning how to see things differently and take up new skills to improve myself... Wow... New rules apply... Big role to play... With two difficult situation I have to handle... My N's and My Council...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISSED DBSK!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISSED SUPER JUNIOR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED NARIN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED SULIP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED RAYCHEL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED SAREEN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED PEIYUN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I MISSED JASMINE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED VIVIAN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED SUNITA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I AM MISSING ALL OF YOU ALL AND THOSE I DIDN"T MENTION.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But what I am badly missing is my oldself.... The one that i know i could laugh loudly, like nobody bussniess, cry like nobody cares, doing things what ever I like, going out with friends and stay up late till very late then come home... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just missed every single thing about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-523026030009529688?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/523026030009529688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/010509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/523026030009529688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/523026030009529688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/05/010509.html' title='010509'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4220115039259909766</id><published>2009-04-21T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:17:57.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210409</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There are many chances, but chancse only given when you deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I should have thought carefully, very carefully before agreeing... I don't know isit a good thing, but many friends and Mrs Ho said that is a good thing, that can help me in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But with my character, I just can't take stress, if I do, there will be no happy face when you see me... friends will only see my dull and irritated face, teachers will too be disapponited in me... I really have no idea, really!.... Why didn't I just thought about it?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Must believe in your true self when you do things" this is one of my teachers who told me.... I can believe in myself handling other jobs, but this, i have to take up skills over again, learning everything from the beginning, from the baby steps to where I can take everything in my hands and do things in myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A part of me says I can, and other part of me says I can't... Maybe I can do, maybe I just not up to it, I don't have it in me... there is so many things I could tell that can pull me deep down... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tomorrow's the thing... I remember I've said something, I promised to HIM... to take whatever things he wanted me to do, because I know HE will be there if I turn to him, you know this phrase is just so true....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I can do all thing through Him thats strengthen me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guessed, and as I promise, I will take it and learn it from baby steps onward....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4220115039259909766?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4220115039259909766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/210409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4220115039259909766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4220115039259909766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/210409.html' title='210409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3227674385076448003</id><published>2009-04-20T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:08:25.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Emotions are one thing that is being part of us, it is for us to learn and how to control it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am deeply emotional... Very emotional, because I've cried for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Korean&lt;/span&gt; drama, it was so much of a romance, so much for a depressing state and it ended up in a very no one one it to be or have it in the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some thing had me gotten interest in the show is about the Tarot cards. I really wonder what does all the cards means. Oh yea! I can search in the internet. Oh my goodness! Is this how slow am I??? Argh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today's monday.... Didn't watch Music Bank, heehee was watching my korean drama;) Seriously, the drama is really awesome, just that some of us may not like the ending.... Really....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eh... hahaha I can write a poem or a story base on it right?? Yeah! Why never I've think about it?! Will write on 3 person side of view. Can't wait to see what it will ended up like.... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have to put myself in thier shoes, really hard... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Other poem or story I've written, is what I thought of myself, what if I were her, what if I am that girl, how would she feel, there, then, at the place and time? What is she thinking? Is easily for me to write out, cause yeah, I did experience it, but not that hard I've guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now why am I writing everything out here? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will post it when I am done:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have fun waiting:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Loves, Shannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3227674385076448003?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3227674385076448003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/200409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3227674385076448003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3227674385076448003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/200409.html' title='200409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6161043080706009924</id><published>2009-04-16T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:06:49.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Filled with anger, but can't bear to show it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In all my life,&lt;br /&gt;Never have I felt this pain,&lt;br /&gt;This heartbreaking pain…&lt;br /&gt;When I read that she likes you,&lt;br /&gt;My heart totally sank deep inside…&lt;br /&gt;Cause I almost was in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;And this came,&lt;br /&gt;I just went totally blue…&lt;br /&gt;Each day, it passes by,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to concentrate in class.&lt;br /&gt;But when I see her and that piece of paper,&lt;br /&gt;Oh how could I let a loud cry…&lt;br /&gt;I kept it all inside of me…&lt;br /&gt;It’s totally heartbreaking and it hurts&lt;br /&gt;How I could cry inside of me…&lt;br /&gt;Then I said I want to give you up to her,&lt;br /&gt;It was pain…&lt;br /&gt;Hurting really bad…&lt;br /&gt;Though, even now, it pain still,&lt;br /&gt;I have to go through it….&lt;br /&gt;Cause she likes you a lot&lt;br /&gt;Though, I love you just as much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6161043080706009924?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6161043080706009924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/160409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6161043080706009924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6161043080706009924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/160409.html' title='160409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3929800747331449732</id><published>2009-04-15T19:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:10:06.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Failing is just a part of life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Missed Geo lessons today... Our class really very slow for geo already... I really don't we can make it for Geo for N's... Had no cca session today, that was expected, cause had PFT... After school, went to compass with friends, we laughed our way through, oh my, I never have laugh like this for a long time...:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A simple Story:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You left me so quiet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You dissapear just suddenly, like a sprinkle in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then you suddenly came back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You destory every single thing, cause I able to move on without an ass like you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And you enter into my life back again. What the Hell is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now you told me I am irritating, and I went away, leaving you, not disturbing you, I am so fine with it. Next hour, you ask "Why? What happened to you? Why are you so quiet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I gave you a scary stare.Then you ask again 'Woah! What's with you?"I got fed up, sick and tired, being like your 'toy'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HAVE A HEART! A HUMAN HEART! JUST LIKE YOU! HAVE FEELINGS TOO! and I just walked away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Next few days, you came wondering why have I changed, why didn't I talked to you? What has gotten into me? So pretending not to be angry, I pretend to turn back to my oldself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Again! 2 days before my birthday, I asked you, what are you going to get for me, anxious to know, but you straight away shouted at me "Get Lost! Your so freaking Irritating!" with face full of expression of hatered. And I bursted into tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Your such a asshole! This is not your first time! I am not your toy!! Not at all! I am just asking you, what are you going to give me for my birthday! Wanting to know badly! and you shout at me that I am irritating instead! Why are we still friends when you find me this irritating? I am not a fool! You could have just left me there the first time you called me irritating when I already knew the signs you given to me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You hurt me real bad, very bad. You Stared at me with open eyes. "From now on, don't ever talked to me. Don't even dare to talk to me. I will pretend I have never met you in my life, forget having a friend like me" and I run off, then you stood there, not moving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;During my birthday, had a 11 stalk of sunflowers, delievered to me, and surprise it was for me, by you... And a note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" I don't know what I have done, I am sorry for always calling you irritating, I really never meant it from the start. I Didn't know it would hurt that much. I am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I hope these bunch of flowers will cheer you up. I brought sunflowers for you, as you were always my sunshine, always make me laugh and smile. Without you, my left was simply meaningless. I am sorry for what I have done to you. I am asking for your forgiveness, As I really want to be your friend... I still want to be, I want this friendship to last."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As soon reopen, I forgave you, but you seem different, you became much hotter. Girls were crowding around you, and I can't able to reach to you no matter how hard I tired to get through to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Instantly, I gave up, I can't stand it, your different, too different for me to except and quietly, I just left you, Now the sunflowers that I see each time when I get home, is totally meaningless, cold, rotten, meaningless to keep anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I smiled to myself, by watching it wilter away... Your just a friend who come and go, now i have totally understand:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;( Comment it when you read it!:) I'll be gald if you do comment it:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Take cares! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3929800747331449732?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3929800747331449732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/150409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3929800747331449732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3929800747331449732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/150409.html' title='150409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7427597776429968470</id><published>2009-04-14T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:17:57.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its easy to fall, but different to get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know... What I hate myself the most is not to think about myself first but think about others instead... End up I am always the one who getting hurt each time... Well there was nothing in school that I would feel hurt, except for unreasonable people, there is though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I ask Sulip, Natasha and Adeline : Do I take things seriously? They said "Everything" I mean in what thing or way, is "Everything?" I just couldn't figure it out... In what way do I just take things seriously??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of course there's a time to play, a time to get serious... But I just couldn't figure it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's alot of things in my head, so If I get white hair, is mostly because of it... Argh... I don't want to grow white hair can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What should I do for my birthday btw? For all I can comfirm NO CHALET! I always thought how to celebrate friends birthday in a group, but when comes to myself, i have no idea for it, maybe this year, my birthday will be just a simple home kind... how I celebrated my past birthdays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh... I guess I will just leave it and do nothing, you know, my birthday is like a month away, and am being like this already, guess i won't even be celebrating for it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sweet 16... Goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7427597776429968470?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7427597776429968470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/140409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7427597776429968470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7427597776429968470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/140409.html' title='140409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7918535871187367154</id><published>2009-04-13T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:04:01.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sometimes giving in is the best thing to do:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I've finally gave the presents:) I know for some is late... But still I gave cause I felt guilty... But anyway, Happy sweet 16 to you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, during the first part of the morning, it was normal, NORAML, after recess, Ms Teo kick those who didn't do homework, and all was mostly out of class. Of course i was inside the class. Told ms teo i had some tuition today and is best if i could bring it home and ask my tuition instead.:):) I mean is maths who would not?? Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then is was Lit class, I degraded by 2 marks, argh, form 67 to 65... Thats for CT2 alone though... Tomorrow be receiving CT 2 maths. I have confident this time will die, I mean DIE in that sense. Haha Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mrs soon wasn't around so class was abit up to their usual tricks, as always hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh and today, although i was home early, I never watch Music bank today, the songs recently just puts me into gloom mode if you know what i mean, i will just gloom when it comes to a sad song... I can't help it can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, and i was too frank today, towards someone, don't even dare to put words into my mouth when i had done the things as i could do as a friend. She saw my glare eyes, Mrs Yoochun saw it many times, because my glare eyes will just stays with me for 15 mins then my wrost attitude towards you will just happily be out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've said it many times, you treat me well, i'll do the same to you, you give me the respect that i need, you will have the same respect that i give you. Just as simple as that.:);)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, btw, am i a person who can easily be read through?? Hmmm... Well yeah, i do take certain things seriously isn't that what i should do in certain outcomes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Anyway, VIVIAN! I FEEL SO GUILTY AFTER SEEING HER PICTURES!! I FALL FOR THE STUPID WRONG GUY!!... Damm it... The feeling just not nice as always! But lucky I didn't fall as hard as the previous one...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hehe, I should go now:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7918535871187367154?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7918535871187367154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/130409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7918535871187367154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7918535871187367154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/130409.html' title='130409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7312433597103194138</id><published>2009-04-12T13:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:12:18.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120409</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the rain that is falling each day... Am falling even more... for no basic reasons...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays... Todays post will be long... Franckly, I was to do something today... But i can't find anything to do today, no, wait, is i have to do something today, but something is just missing... but before i write any further:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NARIN! &amp;amp; NATASHA!:):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yuups... My mood was gone in the morning... really gone... when i woke up, i was shocked, I can't blink my eyes for a bit, too scared that if I did, it will soon fade away... Wondering what isit?... Just soemthing i can't tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I manage to get my sense back awhile later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy: Shannon you better wake up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Shannon: I already did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy: How long do you intend to sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Shannon: For the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But mummy never heard that, if she did, she slap my face without hesitation, but i need a slap!Really! I have no idea what wrong with me today, rather since yesterday night, when i was half asleep, or was i too crazy to something that i will never do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Vivian! I really want a slap from you! To wake up! Seriously! Oh yea! Syrone! Please don't open your mouth about who I like and keep it to yourself okays:) Please... But yea, I like changmin;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hope you know what i mean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Thus what I have learnt is, DON'T DO ANYTHING WHEN YOU ARE HIGH!... Argh... I wanna cry... i really i wanna cry... BADLY! but i just can't!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Argh! Forget it! I just write one poem/story here to take away this stupidness in me!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Am i living in the right world?&lt;br /&gt;Am living in reality?&lt;br /&gt;Am i ready for this?&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot figure my feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But as i knew you longer,&lt;br /&gt;My feelings just fade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Once you didn’t cared, but now you do,&lt;br /&gt;Once you didn’t notice, but now you do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;You seem to have notice i&lt;br /&gt;alittle more about me&lt;br /&gt;But why i just can’t see the fact?&lt;br /&gt;Am i still scared or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don’t know is true that you began to like me,&lt;br /&gt;But if you were to like me?&lt;br /&gt;What should i do?&lt;br /&gt;How shall i react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Maybe, your just a crush,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe , your just an admire?&lt;br /&gt;But if it were to happened between us,&lt;br /&gt;What am i to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;What or how should i react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But i can’t beat those pretty girls around you and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Though times i tired to dress cute for your sake,&lt;br /&gt;I guess, you never really notice.&lt;br /&gt;Just what would happened if you and i together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I just can’t predict the future ahead of us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And i don't want to predict the future ahead of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now am posting my anger... Its 6pm... Coming to an end of Sunday and monday's coming... Am not really angry about it, about another things else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Now why do I have to bloody care about those who don't care about me? Why should I meet up with people who don't even want me to be there in the first place? Why should I care about you people that used me for some stupid reason! Its so awesome that I finally able to know it! I HATE PEOPLE WHO SHOW THAT THEY CARE BUT DEEP IN THEIR HEARTS THEY ARE JUST TALKING BADLY ABOUT YOU AND HATES YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I shouldn't have gone out with you all since I was young, this is such a dissapointment... Don't even dare to talk to me already, cause i don't want talk to you all anymore... and am so serious about, doesn't mean am younger you all and just ignore me and talk behind my back, am a human have feelings and thoughts... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;JUST BLODDY STAY OUT OF MY LIFE IF YOU HATE ME THIS MUCH, THEN YOU DON"T EVEN NEED TO VISIT ME WHEN WE HAVE GATHERINGS. That is just simple, but if you do come, i will just smile at you all, show you the respect, but deep in my hearts you all are wrost then those people who deserve so much love than you all do!:):):) So don't ask me why I have been so cold lately. You people should just know it yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh my, I feel so much better now... Okays... I never been this angry before though... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But thanks for listening people:) This is another lesson I have learnt today:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't care for people, if they don't care for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is my way of doing things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you treat me well, I will treat you how you treat me:):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7312433597103194138?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7312433597103194138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/120409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7312433597103194138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7312433597103194138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/120409.html' title='120409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6613926459795798804</id><published>2009-04-11T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:13:39.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110409</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;True Friends Will Tell You Frankly How They Would Feel:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mrs Yoochun! Tomorrow's Your Birthday!:) Haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today's the Eve Of Easter... It was a three hours mass... I was so glad... Was able to see him though... But its like... Hmmm... He's telling me to give up:P And i already did, although we eye contact a few time after mass... Someone doesn't know about it... Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Syrone, Vivian and me sat a row infront of Sunita and her sister. before the mass, we chatted alot! ALOT!... Haha Monica (sunita sis) She said she feels young again after talking to us:) Your totally welcome!:) But hey! Although we're growing older each day, aren't we still young at heart?:) Hehehe:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We took tons of pictures after that:) Love it:) hehe...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_89FSpsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-sg_jAdu3zw/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323465813461739202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_89FSpsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-sg_jAdu3zw/s320/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZ6tYxmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oDsjLfqfR1U/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323466311040812642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZ6tYxmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/oDsjLfqfR1U/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_89hnslI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZZv4opXag-s/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323465813580558930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_89hnslI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZZv4opXag-s/s320/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_9CuTlVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9Iz8HZDWYm8/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323465814975944018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_9CuTlVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9Iz8HZDWYm8/s320/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_9K-HNPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Vx774KcKU8g/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323465817189725426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_9K-HNPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Vx774KcKU8g/s320/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_9c0Ig9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/kyrSizEjqHc/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZdgn64I/AAAAAAAAAEc/RrKIEosFM3o/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323466303202651010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZdgn64I/AAAAAAAAAEc/RrKIEosFM3o/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZgQUDAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w-ZfF65XLRc/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323466303939546114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZgQUDAI/AAAAAAAAAEk/w-ZfF65XLRc/s320/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZlubJ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sQCluF27UzE/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323466305408018290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAZlubJ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/sQCluF27UzE/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAaFG8WOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gCg-AYL92is/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323466313832356066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeDAaFG8WOI/AAAAAAAAAE8/gCg-AYL92is/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We'll Stay close and keep contact yeah!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love you all!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6613926459795798804?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6613926459795798804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/110409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6613926459795798804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6613926459795798804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/110409.html' title='110409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SeC_89FSpsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-sg_jAdu3zw/s72-c/DSC00082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-2925991607812737806</id><published>2009-04-09T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:40:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Small words, with Big meanings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Holy Thursday today... Haha, Last supper...  I am so glad too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I Finally able to figure out... Just so happy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I will except what is being given to me, with the strength that what god will help me and lead me by his side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I will forget you, as there are many other fishes in the ocean that are waiting for me:P And some of them am sure they are better then you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I will just do whatever that is important now and forget how to love, when love isn't in place for me... right here, right now... at this moment in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Great right? Hahaha...Actually I don't have any idea to write today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yes! Hip-Hop session in school!... It was so fun, unfortunately, i can't injured my knee... And what I saw.... OMG! Most of us can dance! Haha... Awesome! I really want to participate! I don't care! I will! Next thursday!:P No one can stop me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know why? Because the dance steps are from Super Junior! See see... Now you know why i can't help it! Hahaha:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mrs Yoochun! I finally upload the pictures here!:) Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(Me and My best friend:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nx5RTZI/AAAAAAAAADs/26OW77OzHjk/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615527193005458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nx5RTZI/AAAAAAAAADs/26OW77OzHjk/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nncNs2I/AAAAAAAAADk/LR2ZNA3dfoY/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615524386780002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nncNs2I/AAAAAAAAADk/LR2ZNA3dfoY/s320/DSC00070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nVnF3jI/AAAAAAAAADc/y6fDYDkTNhQ/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615519600565810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nVnF3jI/AAAAAAAAADc/y6fDYDkTNhQ/s320/DSC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26mz9WckI/AAAAAAAAADU/swiT-8IpfLE/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322615510567121474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26mz9WckI/AAAAAAAAADU/swiT-8IpfLE/s320/DSC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love yea! I can't wait for your baby!!! Pali! Pali! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2925991607812737806?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2925991607812737806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/090409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2925991607812737806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2925991607812737806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/090409.html' title='090409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/Sd26nx5RTZI/AAAAAAAAADs/26OW77OzHjk/s72-c/DSC00074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-9053258652512501488</id><published>2009-04-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:42:55.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Believe in your true self, that is the most important thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am thinking, and still thinking... All answers must submit by monday... Work must submit by monday... And i can't wait to stay up late till 12am tomorrow!! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sec one monitor investiture, turn out fine... But guess there is something that i can improved on... Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CCA went out just the way I wanted...:) Was so glad everyone hadn't had me dissappointed... Great Job:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Narin!! I missed you like hell!! Because i was so busy in school i didn't get the chance to talk to you properly!!... We really need to catch up!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I SO CAN'T WAIT FOR TOMORROW! We have a HIP-HOP SESSION! HAHAHA... But i won't be doing i guess... But I WANNA DO!!... I bet it be so fun!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh Great, times up... Have to study for Bio... Have CT2 too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish me all the best:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Takecares:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-9053258652512501488?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9053258652512501488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/080409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9053258652512501488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9053258652512501488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/080409.html' title='080409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4426463281118566308</id><published>2009-04-07T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:29:51.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>070409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Life is like the Flower, while Love is like the Honey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today is a very shocked day for me! I Have never once in my life thought "that" and I can do "this"... I am still shocked to death alright... I know I have the potential, but is really not what I think I can do in the first place... Its too too Big for me... Yea... Teacher said that We 4 need the confidence in us. Have to have in ourself, believing your true self...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is really a Big thing for me... Am still recovering for the shockness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School was normal... Tomorrow's Sec 1 monitor investiture...:) Congrats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And tomorrow will have CCA... Very long day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everyday it seems to long, tired, but as i turn back the clock, it seems so Fast!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My mind is full of questions, questions, tons of questions!...  Is like every questions will lead to another question... So complicated, confused... Just what should I do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Okays. Cut it out Shannon! Just except it and move on! Think and do what you need to accomplish!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pray that tomorrow sec 1 investiture will be just fine... First time doing it... I really have no confident it be a prefect run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh... This is a one in a life time chance... Oh man!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4426463281118566308?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4426463281118566308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/070409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4426463281118566308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4426463281118566308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/070409.html' title='070409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6706755291998020994</id><published>2009-04-06T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:42:52.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>060409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What ever that comes rounds, goes round, returning the same emotioms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYaXExaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AkE9GYrkpgs/s1600-h/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321523448131143074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYaXExaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AkE9GYrkpgs/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYtHBqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/quhhjoDpOo4/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321523453164104402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYtHBqtI/AAAAAAAAADM/quhhjoDpOo4/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYu_GTYI/AAAAAAAAADE/PJp9j1PIMPE/s1600-h/DSC_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321523453667724674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYu_GTYI/AAAAAAAAADE/PJp9j1PIMPE/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I JUST REALISE I MISSED YOU BOTH SO MUCH!!! MISSING HANGING AROUND THE TWO OF YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have to draw a line no matter what...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;English lesson Mrs Ho Showed us about the maid mistreating the child. It was so terrible! I hate helpers who are so disheartening! They have nothing to do but anger of hatered in their terrible hearts!. Now anger burning within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(YOU CAN JUST SAY YOU DON'T WANNA WORK AND LEAVE THOSE INNOCENT CHILDREN ALONE!! JUST TELL YOUR EMPLOYER AND THEY JUST SENT YOU HOME!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Man! Everytime newspapers always about employer bullying the maid, come on behind their backs who is the one that is being mistreated??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Terrible... Just terrible... And Oh Great! I injured myself during PE lesson, playing touch ruby, awesome right, hurt my left knee... Doctor wanted me to have 3 days MC, but i can't be absent from school can't I... Have so much things to do and to prepare in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And guess what! Watching Music Bank! Hahaha Really one of my favoraite entertainment now... Thanks to Vivian who introduce it to me Last year... At least my life has more enjoyment now:) Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really starting to missed all I have unable to catch up cousins and friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember I still Love you all okays:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays... Bye Bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got to go and rest too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wish me well:) Haha!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6706755291998020994?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6706755291998020994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/060409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6706755291998020994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6706755291998020994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/060409.html' title='060409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SdnZYaXExaI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AkE9GYrkpgs/s72-c/DSC_0174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-4223883376348670061</id><published>2009-04-05T15:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:30:08.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>050409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;You know when it is the right thing to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I Have finally watch Boys over flowers finished, but i will still need to watch all over again cause there wasn't any subtittles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I had alot of thinking done today... Woke up super early because of 3 freaking calls!... But thanks to them i was able to think this much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Work had properly done. Just left few pieces and bits and everything is done;) Mummy, Daddy ain't you proud of me?:) Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" I want to cry my heart out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I want to forget everything about you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I want to live my life like I have never known you before... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess it is possible right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had fall for you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I admit it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I had began to get interested in you.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I admit it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I really did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But I had enough of knowing you, and i want to know you more by myself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But I couldn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Seeing all those pictures of you again as I sat down with my Brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;" Seeing you this happy with your girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I don't want to be the third party that breaks you two up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I too don't like to be the hated one.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I guess seeing you like this, is better for me to leave this side and forget, pretend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you never once existed in my life.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Wouldn't it be for the better?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Am too not suitible enough for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Like this, I begun to realise more... More than I have never expected... Thats is: I can do it, even without you noticing... Cause I don't want to be the Stupid girl who would end up only hurting my heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If love were to flow this way... I just have to let it go aren't I?... Love can't be force, nor with money... If fate will to be there... Let it be and let it flow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4223883376348670061?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4223883376348670061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/050409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4223883376348670061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4223883376348670061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/050409.html' title='050409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2189702424643394679</id><published>2009-04-04T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:25:07.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>040409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Stuggling through the bad times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Its been 2 days since i last updated. Too busy... You will be shock if you know why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I feel bad... I don't know why... Normally is always the exco does all these stuff but i am to do now?... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Just tell me what potential do I have?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Okays... Stop Saying Shannon, just get over and done with this Job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks to a few of my friends, i was able to cheered up alittle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bigbang "Lollipop"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kim Joong Wook "Loveable"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Their songs really wow, and can make you smile till you cannot stop smiling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Palm Sunday today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Gospel was super long... Can't help it since is the Holy Week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Was Super lucky too:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2189702424643394679?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2189702424643394679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/040409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2189702424643394679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2189702424643394679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/040409.html' title='040409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8124550825091266262</id><published>2009-04-01T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:01:31.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010409</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tough Times...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tough times I never imagine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tough times I never been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;But this isn't the toughest feeling I have been through...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Episode 24 and 25 is out! Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Opy, how can we eat crap?? LOL! we can eat crab and talk crap but we can't eat crap.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lesson was as usual, english lesson listened to handphone while doing paper:) geography lesson finally moving other than always on the costal, totally glad!:) Hmm... Actually there isn't any much to talk about today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh yes! CCA! Hahaha! 23 members altogether! Am so proud! Haha, finally at least before i step down, able to have a big group of it now:) Too happy!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays! Am stuck with "Sorry Sorry" now... Argh.. can't get it out of my head!! And am falling for Lee Donghae... Oh my!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hahaha... Anyway... Life now should enjoy... Glad am still single...:) Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But true love will always come once in a life time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8124550825091266262?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8124550825091266262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/010409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8124550825091266262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8124550825091266262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/04/010409.html' title='010409'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8298741344295423592</id><published>2009-03-31T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:57:12.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>310309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dreams are like nothing... They are there cause it has always been there to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fantasise&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Alot of people getting weaker... Tomorrow will have CCA... Haha... Mrs Lim was absent... And there was a bee in her class... It was so embrarassing can... Ran in class till Ms charles came and help us... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And 3 days straight in a roll i dream of you... I don't want my life to be full of you can... I need other dreams back too... All these actions and warmess are fake right? Although my soul was really there?? Am i just crazy or what?! I don't want to be going over for you! Am sick of these dreams of you... Just get out will you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Talked with Vivian, thanks for her, was able to think clearly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks gurl!:) Can't escape from going to church no matter what right?... I want to go to masses that i won't see him... He's like a distraction for me... I really don't like it... Thats why I always need to ask my bro... what time masses is he doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Crap! Shannon dear! Get a life and Just Stop thinking about it! Dreams and Reality is Different!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Argh... Terrible... Horrible... I don't want to continue dreaming about you when i go to bed tonight... Please... Just let me off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8298741344295423592?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8298741344295423592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/310309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8298741344295423592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8298741344295423592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/310309.html' title='310309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3282577556216156903</id><published>2009-03-30T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:53:42.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There are many things we can do out there... Not only just one thing even though we're not good-looking, if only our heart is:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have learn many good values during the Boys over flowers drama, still on-going learning though:) Todays is episode 14. But i re-watch again:P I can't help it, really too nice, my eyes had set on it since episode 4 lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School was great!:) And the third month of this year has passed, N's are nearing then right? Had geo lesson, Mrs soon came only for one period. Had my test results back... was surprise with my marks though, thought i would get less than 10, but i scored 11/20... Still have to buck up do i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sigh... So far, its been a rather great day for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Watch Music Bank:) Finally able to stay awake for it, found alot of new songs, and I've started to like Super Junior... Whats their song tittle again? Hmmm "Thats why i like you" and "Sorry Sorry" Its quite addictive... But girls generation has won as the K-chart first hit for like straight 9 weeks! Wow, DBSK wasn't like this... And when will you all be back?! All of your fans been wating to see you all again! Nevermind, I will slowly wait patiently:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Really had a bad dream, Sulip says that when you dream of something good or bad in it, in reality, you will have something bad or good, is like the oppsite... So i kinda dream something good in my dreams, but it will turn out bad in reality... Sigh... Shouldn't have dream of it at the beginning... It was really sweet though... Missed it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Anyway, got to go, still in the middle of watching BOF Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Take cares people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3282577556216156903?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3282577556216156903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/300309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3282577556216156903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3282577556216156903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/300309.html' title='300309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5169769976529967883</id><published>2009-03-29T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:05:20.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>290309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love could last forever if you believe in it right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays. I really need to remember to bring my poem book tomorrow to school. I've done my homework! Yay! Great right?! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went to church, attended 11.15am mass, it was so super long! ended at 1pm though. At least i kinda understand the serment alittle haha. Surppose to go out with Vivian later in the afternoon after our homework was done, but didn't weather was hot, but it rain instead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With such a great weather I slept for awhile... Lol. was still very tired can after using all your brain cells... had a horrible dream... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, a movie i should recommand:) Sky Of Love:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Its really a great Japaness movie, i cried because of it, tears couldn't stop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Should really watch it... I could watch it a thousand times over and over again, it really had moved my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See you all again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gdnites:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5169769976529967883?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5169769976529967883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/290309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5169769976529967883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5169769976529967883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/290309.html' title='290309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8227611662468949785</id><published>2009-03-28T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T22:21:51.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>280309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When's theres light, there is always hope around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OMG! I just got back home, so tiring! Legs gonna break in minutes!! But I had Fun somehow:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had AC duty today, starts at 4pm ends at 6.30pm. Was really tiring, but i pity Jasmine she is more exhuasted than me although we have the same duty, she had to double up her duty. She was really great today:) Way to go gurl!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Met some ex-students, they became prettier, cuter more lady like... Can i be like them??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lol, Dream on Shannon!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Will be attending 11.45am mass tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway be going now:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8227611662468949785?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8227611662468949785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/280309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8227611662468949785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8227611662468949785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/280309.html' title='280309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-784074316642123071</id><published>2009-03-27T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:24:28.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>270309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If Love comes only after enduring Pain, it's time for the Pain to stop after so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm, okays today's friday, as usual, felt like being cheated again, in the afternoon of course. I would never meet him again. This really horrible, regain my trust in him but its being smash all at once. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Can't be bothered anymore, I don't want to be bothered anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So Shannon, just moved on! Move on like how you used too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to church as usual, I shouldn't have gone, but lucky that I did, didn't able to see his face though, glad:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Am I caught inbetween two guys?? I think I am... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Crap Shannon, sometimes, is just infactuation... They are more fishes in the ocean... Take time...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays... Sickness is still up and down... Having stomach aches here and there... Anyway, everything be alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Takescares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Byebye:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-784074316642123071?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/784074316642123071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/270309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/784074316642123071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/784074316642123071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/270309.html' title='270309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-9095696966197384584</id><published>2009-03-25T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:57:34.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Good things come once in a life time, grab it before its too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays. I've guess friends are mad with me for not attending school... But I've told Jasmine about it, although we're in different classes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It best to go to school then to slack at home really... I have nothing to do at home but to stare at my empty room, and to use computer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I guess i would die earlier?? No surprise if i were to get dengee or something... Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But if i were to die now... It be too early for me to do so... But if fate were to be like this, guess i have to live if it when the time comes right? But if i want to die, i guess the best way to die is to sleep and die... Thats the most peaceful death i guess... Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fever have been up and down since the past few weeks, suddenly these few days having bad headache, no idea what is due to... next guess be vomiting?? If thats the case, I guess the next 2 months or so be ending up in the hospital hahaha... My life is so uncertain, but it can be when I know the symtoms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Really dead today... Life is so liveless without friends around, thats why am so greatful that i have true friends around me sometimes:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Got to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Be going to school tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-9095696966197384584?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9095696966197384584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/250309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9095696966197384584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9095696966197384584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/250309.html' title='250309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1723987253296914174</id><published>2009-03-24T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:29:31.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>240309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The pen is mighter than the sword...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am so pissed of... I cried for the freaking ep 14 of BOF... Irritating! And i couldn't stop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can you guys just stop playing with our girls heart, and leave us alone if you all intentionally didn't intent to fall in love but to bloody play our pure innocent heart??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am really sick and tried of this... REALLY!!! Argh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My mood is horrible now... So horrible that i could really scream and shouted till my lungs fall out or get sore or whatever will happened... Terrible!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stupid Gu Jyupyo! Don't make Jandi fall for you from the start! Your the one who started it! Man! So angry la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School was so far okay till travel and toursim part.. Half my class didn't attend no wait 3/4 of my class didn't attend for the moedule course... Big trouble for them... Sigh... Cold war isn't it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, revenage isn't the right thing to do right? Lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;P.S. If sorry can be accepted, but does police need to be around??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1723987253296914174?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1723987253296914174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/240309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1723987253296914174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1723987253296914174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/240309.html' title='240309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-541909136750276997</id><published>2009-03-23T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:03:28.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>230309</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God has everything being plan for us, nothing we can do to change it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OMG! I was really sleepy during school, i couldn't even concentrate and am dead for geo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How can I get 15/20?? although we're in group one?? Argh... bet we'll be moving to group 2, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so... Hi group 2!, Bye group 1... Sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then stayed back for council duty... As for it, Jasmine and I are always buddies together, with every duty, we're doing them toegther:) Haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After that i went back home, i serech for Junsu girl photo and I found it!! hehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And all of them Look cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Micky Yoochun! Sexy! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEDGIc_XI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZPNp00W2QsM/s1600-h/Pretty+Micky!+%5Bx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363073854700914" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEDGIc_XI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZPNp00W2QsM/s320/Pretty+Micky!+%5Bx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kim Junsu:) Hot! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEDiOaaxI/AAAAAAAAACc/u1iXsRMT9Bw/s1600-h/Junsu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363081395890962" style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEDiOaaxI/AAAAAAAAACc/u1iXsRMT9Bw/s320/Junsu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shim Changmin Kawaii!XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEIq96xI/AAAAAAAAACk/kPC65m_JpT8/s1600-h/Changmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363091716205330" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEIq96xI/AAAAAAAAACk/kPC65m_JpT8/s320/Changmin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEmJuOmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-byrlajkPEQ/s1600-h/Yunho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEmJuOmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-byrlajkPEQ/s1600-h/Yunho.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jung Yunho, Very lady like:) XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEmJuOmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-byrlajkPEQ/s1600-h/Yunho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363099629828706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEmJuOmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-byrlajkPEQ/s320/Yunho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEiFeoTI/AAAAAAAAACs/leaUUV8scO8/s1600-h/Jaejoong.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEiFeoTI/AAAAAAAAACs/leaUUV8scO8/s1600-h/Jaejoong.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jae Joong, SexyXD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEiFeoTI/AAAAAAAAACs/leaUUV8scO8/s1600-h/Jaejoong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316363098538287410" style="WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEEiFeoTI/AAAAAAAAACs/leaUUV8scO8/s320/Jaejoong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;They are just way too Beauitful right? I would turn into a guy for them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i better not... I rather stick with what I have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hahaha, later got to spend money, alot of money to give the girl something... if not everytime, she ask you to buy... Pocket got big hole already... HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SO am lucky to be a girl as well:) Will take them as my Idol!:) Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, will be going!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-541909136750276997?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/541909136750276997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/230309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/541909136750276997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/541909136750276997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/230309.html' title='230309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SceEDGIc_XI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZPNp00W2QsM/s72-c/Pretty+Micky!+%5Bx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-5252571071581965014</id><published>2009-03-22T21:31:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:03:31.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When's theres love, there's always something positive thats happening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;t's already the 22nd is already one week holidays over!! So fast!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've finish my homework! Hahaha. If only I could finished it earlier... Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AND I've fallen for JUNSU!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I've told Rin, She was shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rin: You seriously fell for Junsu? Seriously?! You don't like changmin anymore?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He just propose to you for goodness sake! Haha! What did Junsu did that make you fall for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Shannon: The more you look at Junsu, the more cuter he is... His hottest just stands out when you just stare at him... sigh Changmin got the Top face alittle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wondering where does the propose thing come from?? We just create a story like what we girls would normally do till we find the right guy... Haha... Sometimes fantasy is better than reality but i perfer both? What we choose always have a Advantage and Disadvantage right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Agh!! What do i do?? Sigh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZBuEN5EEI/AAAAAAAAACE/n8l4YUpuwvk/s1600-h/DSC02014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316008669819244610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZBuEN5EEI/AAAAAAAAACE/n8l4YUpuwvk/s320/DSC02014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZBtkDdS1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1FEIIX9UF4Y/s1600-h/DSC00154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316008661185547090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZBtkDdS1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/1FEIIX9UF4Y/s320/DSC00154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZC3pBZWXI/AAAAAAAAACM/bLzgFPfe3hU/s1600-h/IMG_8885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009933829396850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZC3pBZWXI/AAAAAAAAACM/bLzgFPfe3hU/s320/IMG_8885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;I MISSED ALL OF YOU!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;MUST TAKE CARE OKAYS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;WE SHALL ALL GO OUT AGAIN YEA:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow is monday... wonder what will it be like when we head back to school again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, got to go:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tc:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5252571071581965014?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5252571071581965014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/220309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5252571071581965014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5252571071581965014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/220309.html' title='220309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/ScZBuEN5EEI/AAAAAAAAACE/n8l4YUpuwvk/s72-c/DSC02014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-9115223020731183717</id><published>2009-03-21T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:03:01.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'am loving every moment of my life without regrats...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know it's lame, but I FINALLY STEP INTO COMIC CONNECTION!!! HAHA SO HAPPY!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Its been 2 and a half months since I last step into one alright.... and I bought 4 books... all from the same Aurthor though:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to church, it was father noel chin, i seriously don't understand what he was saying during the serment, only adults would understand.. He was saying about puppy love and mature love... that mature love is something very significant other than puppy love, something that teenagers like us never go through... I really have no clue what isit... oh well... then he talk about mothers love... that mothers has the most important role... Is really true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thats why, I LOVE YOU MUMMY! THANK YOU FOR GIVING BIRTH TO ME AND SHOW ME THE WORLD:) LOVE YOU!!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haha i also love my dad, i love everyone!! hahaha even one that is part of my life now...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrows the sunday, guess will be sleeping the way through?? WAIT! No... got to wake up early... Oh well... Haha.. more homework that needs to be done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-9115223020731183717?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9115223020731183717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/210309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9115223020731183717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9115223020731183717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/210309.html' title='210309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1707419122670006282</id><published>2009-03-20T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:17:11.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Friends you have, are to be treasured...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love my friends!! I missed you all so much!! Can't wait to see you all again... I missed all our enjoyment in class... missing, missing... HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, holiday isn't like holiday. home work, homework, and tons of homework, left with Bio and Lit... wah... is like eveyday is one subject on one day... Oh well, at least i have abit of play time and freedom hehehe..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I didn't go church today.. intent to go... but since mom and dad ain't going so do I:) I always follow my parents whenever they not (NOT ALWAYS) and you can consider that today am lucky... (to those who don't know why, too bad, to those who know why, good for you...SHH:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I kinda miss alittle... saddening... anyway, without that i also can live a proper life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i found my ring!!! so glad can!!! missing for like a week la... i found it! i found it! i found it! hehehe! My most perious ring...:) i will never lose you again *mucks* Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okays... Lastly... am warning to those who are L again, don't tell me you are L as long as my heart knows, it alright, but when you do, friendship will just end like that... SERIOUSLY:) Now you know why i don't want to talk or stand close to YC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, got to go:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Take cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1707419122670006282?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1707419122670006282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/200309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1707419122670006282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1707419122670006282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/200309.html' title='200309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6231579162332164856</id><published>2009-03-18T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:04:41.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays... Forgive me... I have nothing to write today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Really weak... Too tired to move... Haven't recover yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I written something today... I don't think is a poem though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i written base on a guy point of view through a comic book.... I hope you all don't mind....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When would you be back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How long do i have to force myself to love someone i don't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When will i hold you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When will be able to kiss you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When will i be able to hold your hand again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Seeing you being held by someone else, Fire just burst out of me instantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss you dearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your smile, your lovely smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your eyes, your beautiful eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your laughter, your contagious laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your sweet kisses, kisses that I would lead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your gentleness, gentleness that shakes my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your kindness, kindness that showed am proud to be your boyfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your cleverness, cleverness knowing what am thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I missed your sweetness, sweetness that i could just eat you up each time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But, I missed you love, your love that pulls me up each time I fall...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You were mine, but i've lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I need you back deeply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want you back evermore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love you more each day has passed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My hunger, My thrist grows wanting you back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love you, but how am I to express it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss you. I want you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thinking about you, every hour, minutes, seconds, days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just wanting, waiting for you to get back in my arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I need to settle mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't fall deeper for him... Please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am deeply missing you, deeply loving you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Please comment it! As this my first time writing it though... Thanks:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6231579162332164856?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6231579162332164856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6231579162332164856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6231579162332164856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem.html' title='poem...'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8627186597415300611</id><published>2009-03-17T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:35:48.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Forgetting isn't a reason to except it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays... I didn't went to camp for 2 days, having fever and bad flu that i came home after camp the day before today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Camp was really different this year, how i wish i could over night. Sleeping and bonding with my juniors, right? right? right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sigh but i went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Woke up at 10, did homework till 1pm... slept to 3, ate lunch, till alittle things and back to sleep till 6pm... Rin called, talk to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And seriously Rin, sometimes i wanna slap that girls face, feel like telling her straight off, you really wanna get hurt more than just sitting with her in class?? I hope you still know that am still playing along with them... I can't stand it anymore, when you see am about to burst thats it... We told her once, she doesn't want to change, Now she is back, we created the story she thinks its fun, yea is fun, but when she does that i really want to slap her face, although she wants attention, attention can be just anything, but don't over can. I have my limits too. I do and I don't showed it, if i do, am already in the warning mood, anymore, your just totally dead, if they don't like me, forget it, am not their who ever, but they won't have friends in life if they still continue to behave this way. It saddens me, but why do i feel sad for them?. They have no brains! They don't know what is right, what is wrong... Am already brusting into flames... Arghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway... This is sickening! We're already 16 and still behaving like this... Sigh... True that Life is not a bed of roses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8627186597415300611?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8627186597415300611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/180309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8627186597415300611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8627186597415300611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/180309.html' title='180309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7464397659701225016</id><published>2009-03-15T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:50:51.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150309</title><content type='html'>Flow like the wind... You able to get where you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really not in a mood today, No my whole is not in a mood. Don't ever ask why i don't know why too. if  i do i would have said it, am pissed totally pissed...&lt;br /&gt;Well Sports day Our house won. Great! Haha 7 years right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm not bad though... Watching DBSK, they made me alittle more cheery:)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. they always bring laughter to our face... am so gald to fall for them... Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And am falling all over again for Changmin... Lol... Can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow be CCA camp! 2 days 1 night. Really wonder what it be like for this year... Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go, need to pack,&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7464397659701225016?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7464397659701225016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/150309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7464397659701225016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7464397659701225016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/150309.html' title='150309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3972631917020532900</id><published>2009-03-12T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:25:32.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The impossible is always the possible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okays... Just reached home! Had PTM duty, it was fun yet tiring, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You know what! My holidays ARE NOT HOLIDAYS! I have camp, thats is fine, extra lessons, all is normal, but having Tons of homework is not VERY good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;True that some of our results are not that well, need practice, but like, homework is way too much. i don't think i could even finished up. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tomorrow will be our sports day! Haha can't wait, i wonder which House would win this year! Hehe:) Hmm, hope is St Elizabeth again:) Sport day will begin at 1.30pm, so guess what we're gonna do in the morning?, hmm, well, we're gonna have mass, and after that gospel singing:) and dismissed after that. Cool right. lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anyway, after tomorrow it be a week of holiday, so i have to play hard work hard right? Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Okays! Its 9pm! Listening to K-pop! hehe.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Takes Care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3972631917020532900?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3972631917020532900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/120309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3972631917020532900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3972631917020532900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/120309.html' title='120309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6176788910294194325</id><published>2009-03-11T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:10:22.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;God will always make away, when your totally in lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am so greatful to this person who conduct our CCA session today. I didn't plan anything, really i am always with school work this and that, really busy, i have to manage my time SERIOUSLY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Really thank you Johnathan, and your really a GREAT singer, love your voice! don't worry about being out dated:) Thanks! I've guess i have owe you for this.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;CCA camp is coming, have to prepare alot of things. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyway, overall school was still alright, still surviving. Haha. Living to it, but i can't wait for april!:) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hearing K-pop now, missing K-pop songs, didn't be able to catch up with all my hobbies now, saddening. Hmmm as i've said before, want to aim something, always need _____ you know what isit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haha, kkays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Be going then:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That reminds me, tomorrow will be a long day. Oh well. treasure secondary life. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6176788910294194325?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6176788910294194325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/110309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6176788910294194325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6176788910294194325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/110309.html' title='110309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-9082473357671917719</id><published>2009-03-10T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:50:15.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Needless to say, your nothing to me anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our course today was really really out of our comfort zone. I don't normally talk infront of big crowds, but small groups? Isn't it the same? Sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I NEED TIME TO PRACTICE AND PRACTICE TO MAKE IT PERFECT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(just like maths)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But no one is perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So what we did for the course today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We talk and talk, practice, practice with large crowd of people around. Thats all.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And when it ended, walking with Jasmine along the hallway, YC just suddenly ask me "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Did you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;see the girl waving at?"&lt;/span&gt; and i was like, "&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;What?"&lt;/span&gt; that shocked expression, yes, there was girls in the hall, practicing their cheerleading for sport day, this coming friday. With my kind of expression, She seems frustrated and start asking me like that kind of piss off tone, " &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Was that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;girl waving at me or you&lt;/span&gt;?" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in my mind i was like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"HELLO! WHY WOULD I LOOK AT THEM?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AM NOT INTERESTED&lt;/span&gt;" and i told her, " &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;No, i don't know, you might wanna ask them&lt;/span&gt;?" and i think she really did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What a girl! I really laugh my ass off, Jasmine was there, she heard everything, lolx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think am really feeling better after awhile, so gloomy after recess. Sometimes, i wanna be alone, i don't know why. Things are just different lately. If i have change, bear with me. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got to go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;see you all:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-9082473357671917719?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/9082473357671917719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/100309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9082473357671917719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/9082473357671917719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/100309.html' title='100309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2931239159860176197</id><published>2009-03-09T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:38:49.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Wish you were once here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think am having a fever after so long... Argh... Don't like to be ill! Why, when i want to be ill, i can't get ill, and times that i don't want to be ill, and i am ill? Man, what wrong with me?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;First few lessons in the morning was really horrible, classmates were sick, and nearly half the class went home during recess. Wow. I too wanna go home! But eventually stayed in school till 4.50pm then returned home. Raychel, Sulip don't forget my pocket stuffs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Had SS retest today, don't feel like talking about it, but am i talking about it? Forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How can i forget my Korean Music Bank!! and i just realise it 1 hour ago!! So not happening!, My day been bad, real bad. But at least i manage to settle somethings off in school:) Right Jasmine? hahaha, we finally made our minds. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now, Waiting for 9pm to arrive:) Really can't wait! Episode 7 today if am not wrong:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha, be going:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Takecares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seeya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2931239159860176197?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2931239159860176197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/090309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2931239159860176197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2931239159860176197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/090309.html' title='090309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2308544944137088951</id><published>2009-03-08T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:03:56.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Real friends stays with you for the rest of your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vivian! You owe me! You left me alone! But i can't blame you, am keeping it a scercet. Today i went to chruch, alone for mass, saddening, one by one all say cannot come. Sigh. Nevermind, i have to get used to it, all in a pair except for 1, and am loving my single life away. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Collect my Certs! So glad, the cert was awesomely nice too:) And i was the first to arrived and collect them, next came Sunita and Sheena:) So glad to see them again. I really miss cat class friends, and i am still missing the whole class. Haha. Then i went for mass alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Came home about 1 plus, talk to Vivian, Girl who slept ay 6am and woke up at 1.45pm. Talk all the way till 4pm and in the end, i was surpose to call back, but i slept for 2 and half hours. Haha, take back my sleep. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then i used my com all the way. Haha. I still did my homework okays. Haha. Along the way, met 2 guy, both of them are nice people and they are best buddies too. I guess it's nice to share a room with all your best friends, it be so nice. They are from US though. Haha.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I missed DBSK, and their new Single this year is COOL! Haha. I really love Changmin in there. The tune, the song is just so catchy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays got to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See ya again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2308544944137088951?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2308544944137088951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/080309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2308544944137088951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2308544944137088951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/080309.html' title='080309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8005007268878826873</id><published>2009-03-07T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:43:50.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>070309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Sun will never stop Shining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Rain will never stop Raining,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The Snow will never stop Falling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But will our Heart will never stop Growing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! It been days since i last wrote... I seriously had nothing to write these few days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;actually i do know what i want to write, but it be too boring to write over the same thing over and over and over again... Right? Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Let me write a short post on what i did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Finally manage to start Raisin in the Sun, and went for Sport heats Duty after that. Thats why tuition was cancel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; We had change SS teacher! Wait have i mention this before? No right? And yea, we had our SS teacher changed... and you know what, is one of our school's DM. Cool right? But, through her teaching i observed for this 2 weeks, i realize she is more on the Example type, and Mr Vicknesh is more on the Story on what had happened and all. Hmmm, anyway, it wasn't that bad as i thought it wold be;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had our friday the shortest days:) It was awesomely cool! Haha, but Mr Vicknesh came back to school today, so we had SS lessons with him, but wait!! Who is our SS teacher gonna be now?! Man, how many SS teacher will we have this year?? Sigh, i just don't care how many, but i just hope that we able to get something from our SS lessons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And finally back to today! Haha:) Oh, wait, and i went for stations of the cross and yea... But i am so glad, but isit a happy thing or a sad thing?? Wait! Now, what kind of feeling i am having?? This is so not good!. I don't want to have. Argh!.. I shouldn't have started it, regret it now... Hmmp!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to Novena chruch early morning, then went to salon, but didn't do my hair, actually there wasn't a need too, just love this hairstyle!:) Haha. And went home slept through till 3plus, didn't go to 6pm, but attending 11.45am, i always do that. Oh yes! I'am getting my Confirmation Cert tomorrow, can't wait! Haha So thats what i did for today:) boring isn't it? Hey, but at least there is something to be happy about:) You know, without happiness, you life means nothing:P Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See ya again! ByeBye!:)&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/710728873146354532-8005007268878826873?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8005007268878826873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/070309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8005007268878826873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8005007268878826873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/070309.html' title='070309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3594339467293215479</id><published>2009-03-03T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:09:57.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>030309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Every seems like a dust to me, gone into thin air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have nothing to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;words are only with tears that will fill my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why do i always have to think of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why does my life become so different when you came in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My hand is just as numb to write...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My feelings just won't go through to you no matter what i do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To pass my life today, i kept a fake smile, i kept everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today to cheer a friend up, who was down, it take me great courage, and led me memories of you. It was painful, to bear with the trip and my past of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If only, i never knew you, my life really be so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My day had been a total... because of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Although i had fun, but nothing compares to the bloody hurt you freaking gave me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3594339467293215479?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3594339467293215479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/030309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3594339467293215479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3594339467293215479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/030309.html' title='030309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6832313147852888217</id><published>2009-03-01T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:54:38.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010309</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Once told, twice as shy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays... i have to say all my anger out... I HATE guys who lie! Really!, I HATE them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(lie after lie, how long do you want to lie?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And yes, i am angry with myself! i have no idea what i did, no idea what the hell was i thinking, and in the middle of nowhere, in the car, i blurted out his name...(I Blurted out your name!, Your Freaking name!) I hate myself for this.. like hello! i don't even know you, and i blurted out like that, so embaressing! Please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And now why do i have to bloody care so much? (You already have a girlfriend! So shut away from my life!) but it takes time, so i can't... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dam it la!, Does it always have to happen this way? Watch Boys before flowers, Sulip, Rin been bugging me to watch, and I CAN"T WAIT FOR EPISODE 4! haha! So glad!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tomorrow my day will be filled with much drama and entertainment;) 5.50pm Music Bank,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and 9pm, Boys before flowers, episode 4:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haha, got to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See you all again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6832313147852888217?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6832313147852888217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/010309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6832313147852888217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6832313147852888217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/010309.html' title='010309'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8457696338965623725</id><published>2009-03-01T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:50:54.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Looking at you from afar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;really made me wonder, am i mad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Never have i look at you in this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Never have i look at any guy in the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Am i insane or what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Why are you so attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Why are you so fabulous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Why are you so humble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Why are you so famous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Questioning myself each time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your a sweet guy that i just know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nothing in how you've lived,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Your just an idol that I admire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;And I am just a fan of yours that you never knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Sometimes I just wonder myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Why do I like a guy that i don't even talk to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;or not even once know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;But I know you isn't it? But not really knowing you right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Am i silly? Am i crazy? Am i stupid? Am i an idoit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;This thing just make me go nuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nuts because i like you, as a fan, and i don't really seem to care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Althought it does hurt looking you from afar, how i wish you were just once near me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8457696338965623725?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8457696338965623725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-at-you-from-afar-really-made-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8457696338965623725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8457696338965623725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/03/looking-at-you-from-afar-really-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-181507847659443933</id><published>2009-02-25T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:59:36.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nothing hurts me, except a single goodbye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! Today i passed my day with a breeze:) Mrs law didn't came for 3 periods, so we talked and slack at the same time, but had one period of Literature:) And one free period of Maths:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Next was geography! Haha, know what I passed by geo! So glad, but Mrs soon said that THIS IS JUST THE STARTING, yes i agree that this is a starting oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After school had English as I have said i wrote Topic 6, about "How had Singapore Ression has affected me" anf for this question only 3 person wrote it. Cool right? lol. after that had to rush for CCA and i have 7 new comers!:) Isn't is awesome? And you know what? My sec ones isn't this bad SO FAR, but not sure how will they jump over my head. Sigh. But from what i see is that, they are really nice people.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thunder, lightning and Rain super terrible today! End CCA at 5.10 and manage to get out of school at 5.30pm. So long! And rush to mass after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And he served, he served! But i really prefer him with glasses, but i bet he wore contact lens was for his girlfriend, or for someone to see? but without his glasses really look like half girl from afar, but with his hair style that so much like a guy, really made me think otherwise, but really i am saying the truth, no offence:) But he served! Man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haiya, don't care anymore. Not gonna care, will be going for 11.45am mass:) Hehe:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Be going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;see you all again tomorrow!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-181507847659443933?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/181507847659443933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/250209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/181507847659443933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/181507847659443933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/250209.html' title='250209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8781651317973956270</id><published>2009-02-24T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:45:12.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>240209</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the lion falling for the lamb...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! Todays the tuesday! Haha, I've passed my Maths, and Literature, for now, So happy!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Haha, fabulous, but have more result as days are to come, having English CT tomorrow too, and need to rush for CCA after that. Sec ones will be joining us! Haha, better than none. Oh yes, tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. Promise Aunty to do it, and i have to do it. I will do it, at least have to mins 10plus yea?... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today too, after school, went for heats. Left the school nearly 2, and start the race nearly 4 and end at 5pm. So cool right? haha so during the 1 hour of free time, Jamine, Mel and Merilyn had lots of laugh, we talked and talk about one another, haha so funny to tease Merilyn! haha, you'll will never get tired, seriously! if but no topic to talk then really you get tired by staring the the beautiful rain:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lol, after heats, decided to went for Elective course:) since there is half an hour left to 6pm:) We are so nice right? still go for course after the heats. Haha. And i missed you too Mrs Ho! and Mr Kalist? Sorry if i am wrong, But there are so welcoming insturctors! They are so absolutly nice!:) Welcoming us back with open arms!:) So sweet right?, they will be my Travel and Tourism insturctors i will NEVER forget!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And now I am home, home sweet home, full of comfort:) Tomorrow will be a long day as well. But I just hope that everything will go as smooth as possible:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love you all!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See ya again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8781651317973956270?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8781651317973956270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/240209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8781651317973956270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8781651317973956270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/240209.html' title='240209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-5296772500078689994</id><published>2009-02-23T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:15:26.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>230209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Falling in love is like your falling for the stars at night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Argh!! My Geography test was manageable, but i lose 1 mark!!! My stupid careless mistakes!! the bearing was to be 45 degree and you know what i wrote?? i wrote 55 degree!! Argh!! My one mark gone! Gone in and instant!!! Man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sigh, Narin cheered me up, thanks girl! Oh yes! And she gave me something so sweet! I really love it! (Thank you, this gift you given me, will be treasured by me, and i will use it wisely:) Thank you.:)) She is only girl, who gave me what a 16 year old would really wanted:) And sulip thanks for your Vday gift too, These two gift will really, really treasured by me. The rest, thanks for the chocolates too:) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After school, Mrs Yoochun, Kimberly and Me, went crazy, we study in school, laugh, cry, (Okay i cried not them) and laugh again. Tears of sadness gone, but some still remain part of me. I bear to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went home about 4.30, missed my Music Bank!!, i didn't really missed, just that i couldn't watch cause my mom stuck with the Goong, (Jie, i need my Goong back!! Urgently!!!) So i watch, and missed my show, sigh got to watch for 6 more days again. and Now we have K-pop songs!! haha at least i won't missed that okays:) Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;See you all again!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Love ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5296772500078689994?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5296772500078689994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/230209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5296772500078689994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5296772500078689994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/230209.html' title='230209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4972497734862334317</id><published>2009-02-22T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T21:51:54.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220209</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughter always fills your sadness with joy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hello! I am super delighted today!:) DBSK just make my day! They always bring you joy no matter what, isn't that sweet?:) I just love them!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Had went for 11.45am mass with Vivian, and I forgot to take my ring back... Gonna miss my ring for one week... I didn't see him today... but I saw him after that... Totally a turn off after that... My face just went totally black, and my day was destoryed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Intend to go to IMM to buy things or shop around since there wasn't really anything to be done, other than my homework or CT for tomorrow. So i stayed at home, studied my way through, as well as texting Mrs Yoochun, till evening... Then my day went better:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;All thanks to DBSK, that brings so much laughter:) Love you all very much!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4972497734862334317?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4972497734862334317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/220209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4972497734862334317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4972497734862334317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/220209.html' title='220209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1378669386465426247</id><published>2009-02-21T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:46:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love can be so funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love can be so sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If both parties... Can take things easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so super rush... After remedial rushed to woodlands to donate to Vivian, only donated $2, but in the end, i donated $6.10!! Okay, wanted to buy comic book one okays... but i had to rush home, cause had somthing on. In the end, i didn't go out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i slept throughout, didn't go to church intend to go 11.45am one. So didn't see him. Haha. I think i will always go for 11.45am mass. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, actually got nothing much to write. No poem to write too.. Guess my day super bored.. Haha. shall see you all tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1378669386465426247?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1378669386465426247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/210209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1378669386465426247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1378669386465426247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/210209.html' title='210209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3413086181360067680</id><published>2009-02-20T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:18:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When you fall, pick yourself up and move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! Today didn't do must in school just that recess had to run rounds! Haha make-up sessions of course. Hehe. 2 more make-ups to go;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Promise to hand out with Mrs Yoochun, and Aj, but last min remembering had to go Aunty Angela place for appointment.. Hehe, man! I really going to have STM... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;At Aunty Angela place, she took my measurements and all, and she talk about the courses, and go with my character, and this reminding me of my yesterday task that i surppose to do or had done, but due date is in 2 weeks time, so could still take my time... I think... Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Aunty also warning me alot of things, and said that i would struggle abit here and there if i were to take hotel and leisure management... Hmmm as well as oversea courses... I have to plan everything now, but still my choice is to go through O's and move on from there. I really want to:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So as promise, I went home did and plan what i should be doing, then i slept for 2 hours, woke up at 6.30pm and rush myself to watch Goong, but as i turn on the TV, i realise that it was 5.30 and not 6.30pm, and my mom laughed at me. Okays... i wasn't really awake yet with eyes half close kays...:P haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Then wasted time on KBS World, but it was not wasted at all, i saw DBSK on TV, not all of them, didn't see Changmin and Hero, thats saddening... But Yunho was voted the first most handsome Guy then followed by Xiah Junsu:) Haha. After that was "Who would want to marry??" Junsu was the first to be shown then followed by Micky:) Isn't this sweet?? hahaha I would love to marry Junsu, but my heart already given to Changmin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Okays Shannon!! Wake Up!! Stop dreaming!! Come back to reality!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes, i just prefer Fantasy, i mean really, you can imagine a hot guy standing beside you and all &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(If you are single)&lt;/span&gt; , Guys in Sg some are not there yet, some are cute, and only some are good looking, so is really hard to find good looking guy in Sg... Anyways... I don't have time to look for good looking guys too, what comes my way, i just have to decide, if they don't like it then too bad... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(I think i have become meaner... Opps!)&lt;/span&gt; Like they always says, girls grow stronger after each Crisis we face:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Talked to Vivian in the early morning, and thank you for reminding me:) Sometimes is good to have close friends to lean on:) Haha. And OPY, must take care of yourself okays, you've really have grown weaker this year, although you too have become alittle cheerful, sometimes is not good to force yourself:) Sometimes, friends like all of you, i really can see through what you all are hiding:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P.S: Live your life to the fullest, and don't hurt yourself anymore:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays! see you all again;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3413086181360067680?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3413086181360067680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/200209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3413086181360067680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3413086181360067680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/200209.html' title='200209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-1322648511290584234</id><published>2009-02-20T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:40:02.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The first time we met,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;I've never felt anything like this before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;My eyes was just set on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;face blushing deep red...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Uttering the words when talking to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;am i in love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The way you talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The way you walk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The way you look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The way you moved,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;just amazed by them all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me blush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me dazed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me hot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me laugh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me smiled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;You made me cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;All these reaction i could only make is when i am around with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-1322648511290584234?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/1322648511290584234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1322648511290584234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/1322648511290584234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem_20.html' title='poem'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-608033069220742620</id><published>2009-02-19T21:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:41:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Replacement of Vday</title><content type='html'>Valentine Day:)&lt;br /&gt;Okays!! Photos are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fj3q55xI/AAAAAAAAABs/WZ-o5RIxCtk/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304501005956278034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fj3q55xI/AAAAAAAAABs/WZ-o5RIxCtk/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fjvtwYkI/AAAAAAAAABk/hgeTfSo3CkA/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304501003820753474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fjvtwYkI/AAAAAAAAABk/hgeTfSo3CkA/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1dNvtahgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_W1aBOKCmYo/s1600-h/DSC05767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304498426838943234" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1dNvtahgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_W1aBOKCmYo/s320/DSC05767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fZJma9-I/AAAAAAAAABc/JHnUmDaaagk/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304500821790750690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fZJma9-I/AAAAAAAAABc/JHnUmDaaagk/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fZElm8TI/AAAAAAAAABU/OT_p0GvNF1k/s1600-h/DSC_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304500820445163826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fZElm8TI/AAAAAAAAABU/OT_p0GvNF1k/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fY91gyMI/AAAAAAAAABM/QN8Is5Jm0lA/s1600-h/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304500818632820930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fY91gyMI/AAAAAAAAABM/QN8Is5Jm0lA/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fYrMldrI/AAAAAAAAABE/jIhYq2qwkqo/s1600-h/DSC_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304500813629322930" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fYrMldrI/AAAAAAAAABE/jIhYq2qwkqo/s320/DSC_0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1eODMW93I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DAFlnL9dbn4/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304499531580634994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1eODMW93I/AAAAAAAAAA8/DAFlnL9dbn4/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1c6BY-hGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9b_67w2mNx8/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304498087987676258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1c6BY-hGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9b_67w2mNx8/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1cz3EZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NP6_OC1GH2g/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304497982137817314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1cz3EZ2OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/NP6_OC1GH2g/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1crzoJ3_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/hDx5tzoh9DI/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304497843775070194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1crzoJ3_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/hDx5tzoh9DI/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1cVArfHVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lZAQuPpoeEQ/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304497452141714770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1cVArfHVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lZAQuPpoeEQ/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1bX1c5D_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nWpNuwi_dyo/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304496401155690482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1bX1c5D_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/nWpNuwi_dyo/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, this will be a replacement for Vday.&lt;br /&gt;Okays, These are the pictures you all wanted, so don't ask anymore, yea, yea, Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More on it are on face book:) Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-608033069220742620?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/608033069220742620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/replacement-of-vday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/608033069220742620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/608033069220742620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/replacement-of-vday.html' title='Replacement of Vday'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NX0lLqQ-enw/SZ1fj3q55xI/AAAAAAAAABs/WZ-o5RIxCtk/s72-c/DSC00032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-710728873146354532.post-5102562124376174104</id><published>2009-02-19T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:59:30.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For a moment you made me feel like one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My mood was really bad in the morning, had Chinese CT, I don't understand a single thing! I am sorry, but my chinese is really in the depth of the ocean, if you know what i meant, after that, had biology, i wanna cry already! made 2 careless mistakes, gonna fail my science already!!, already flunk my physic... This is really so not happening! Really, these few days, i really find sec 4 days are really extremely extremely tiredsome... Like your energy had been taken away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As for Social Studies Lessons, Mr Vicknesh is AGAIN ABSENT from school, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(our class is already&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sick and tired of you not coming to school, and how will our SS lesson be??)&lt;/span&gt; Man! So for the FREAKING 2 periods we stayed at canteen talked, study, talk and study?? wasted 1 hour of lesson, cool right?? Not when your having N's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CD lesson had to report to gym, and theres a talk by Mrs Cherry Lim, our favourite Biology teacher, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Sorry that i made careless mistakes during the paper)&lt;/span&gt; she talk about how we go about finding our suitable course that might be our liking. Yupps, after that Mr Chris Chang took over talk about SGC &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Singapore Graduation Certificate)&lt;/span&gt;, after all, we all had to do assignments for both talks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Lucky I have no CT tomorrow! Able to go back home early! Haha! And i will able sleep my life away tomorrow:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today, had some free time, i really missed DBSK songs, so played all their songs over again, of course, plus other korean songs la, although i am their fan, i still like other bands too;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Okays, i shall end here... See you again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-5102562124376174104?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/5102562124376174104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/190209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5102562124376174104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/5102562124376174104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/190209.html' title='190209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7989922678616490193</id><published>2009-02-19T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:31:20.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;As i sat within this seat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;thinking back about the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;never my life have i found my feelings so complicating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;What a laugh it could have been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;but as i sat, i smiled to myself and cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;never have i cried this horribly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;never have i cried continuiously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;never have i cried, till my tears were no more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;how terrible, how terrible have i just realise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;All from the beginning, you plan it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to make used of me, as you know i am soft,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to make used of me, as you know i always give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to make used of me, as you know i am stupid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;to make used of me, as you know i am an easy person to fool with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Through this day, i have made up my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no more will i ever be kind to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no more will i ever be soft to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no more will i ever give in to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no more will i ever be fooled by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;no more will i ever be friends with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;This is the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So this is the end, my dearst friend, you made used of me, you will never fool me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Within in poem that i am writing, i hope you know who you are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had enough, i really meant it, your a friend i had cherish, but i don't think you need me to treasure this friendship anymore... Farewell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7989922678616490193?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7989922678616490193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7989922678616490193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7989922678616490193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-3566823723249854513</id><published>2009-02-18T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:41:46.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I will flow where my hearts would lead my feelings to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MR SHIM CHANGMIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today is changmin birthinday, isn't it sweet? but as a big fan of his, i've as i've failed... I don't really know what to do, or to think what to do for him, i thought of writing a card, but can't, cause he is in korea, sigh, this is no fate, therefore it shows that i am only his fan, no matter what, i will still admire him:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So happy birthday Mr Shim, remember this fan of yours okays?:) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nothing seems right today. YEAH! Had Literature CT, it was manageable, but i can't put an answer to it? But it was half an hour? I thought it was to be 45min though, anyways, can't turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And Sulip! what happened to you?! How can you forgot to bring your geography and your worksheet at the same time??.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hmm, so yea, we had the wrong information about the ITE, after N's we'll be going for the nite-tech, not the higher tech, higher tech is for girls who took O's and so fort. And die die will have to do 3 years in ITE, 3 years in poly and 2 years in Uni i think?? not sure... anyway... after certain thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I WANT TO TAKE O's AND I WILL TAKE O's! I WILL JUST BLOODY STUDY HARD FOR IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I WANT TO SET MY LIFE UP FOR NOW AND CONCENTRATE... MAN! I WILL JUST NEED TO SCARIFICE EVERYTHING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just will i able to do?? So much confusion, Why does it always have to be my batch to change the ways, and all?? WHYWHYWHY!!!! 5 SUBJECTS UNDER 19 POINTS!! and the They should know not all students just good in MATHS! and must pass english and maths and 3 other subject to get to O's... Man! Although i am somehow good in both, but why can't think about other students who is slower than us but also in the NA stream?? Man! Singapore is just too advance, i wonder in 6 years time, how will eveything be like in Singapore, A place where i grew up since young, alittle stress here and there, but it seems like Singapore will soon be a working world, thus this will led to woman who would forcus on their career more than giving birth, so if singapore has low population, is not our singaporean fault as singapore is already or already taking things too fast.:( This is really saddening... Sighs I just wish everything can just go back to where, my old singapore had been...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;There won't be any poem for today... Sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;See you all again:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Once again, happy birthday mr shim:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-3566823723249854513?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/3566823723249854513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/180209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3566823723249854513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/3566823723249854513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/180209.html' title='180209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7308661398745793912</id><published>2009-02-16T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:06:45.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Like the wind, i flow with wind, to where it will leads me too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Entertaining, yet stressing was it today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our class didn't know there was a common test for SS after school, till this morning, and we don't have SS lesson today! Paper willl just eventually being flunk!! Argh!! Everything was being informed last min, really hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And these few days weather is just so strange, in the morning it was so hot that i could die, and wanting for heavy rain, instead, after SS paper it seems the opposite ways! Wanting for the weather to rain, it wouldn't rain, and wanting the weather to be just hot it will just rain! And this led rather reminded me or remembered that i forgot to bring my school umbrella that i borrowed lasr thrusday! So terrible and tomorrow i just wonder how will the weather be like. And yes, having bio CT too. Hope it push up my science overall, failed my physic already... Sigh... Terrible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays! Enough for the terrible side, when will i see my best buddies getting rather agreeing to the confession???!!! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(I AM WAITING FOR YOUR ANSWER TOO YOU KNOW, I WANT TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;KNOW WHAT YOU SAY TO HIM AND HOPE YOU"LL AGREE TO IT IF NOT BOTH WOULD HURT BOTH PARTIES:() &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isit hard to except certain things? Although i agree there is always a advantage and disadvantage, guess it up to them to decide since it the ones they will be holding it together for years right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After school head to compass with Sulip, Narin, Sareen and Ziting to slack for alittle while. Man! Sareen just love eating ice!! Went to cupwalker, Narin brought her drink, then went to comic connection to see one of my books out yet, but then i eventually brought 2 other books instead, (When will i ever stop buying comic books? Oh My). Later, went over to sembawang shop, Mrs Yoochun said that they might have DBSK album, thus i told her, "Cover my mouth, don't let me scream, cause i will when i see them." AND I SCREAM, but Narin help me, but still some of the passaby stared at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MIROTIC DISC JUST OUT AND ITS PRICE OF 16.90!!! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am so gonna get it! Haha. Mrs Jung, you may buy your beloved Yunho as both have dvd and vcd. hahaha i think is so cool!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But i nearly forgotten about Music bank, how saddening, but i was in time to watch okays! Haha but DBSK wasn't in any of the K-chart, thats is very saddening instead. Yupps, and all the singers have their new songs out, i still perfer SS501 "R U Man." Is more like them then singing "I' m Dumb"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Awhile later, Talk to spencer online, i was just awaken only. So my mind wasn't working, only now then it is haha sorry. It was a normal conversation. Peiyun and please don't hurt yourself anymore, if not i have to support you everytime. Actually i don't mind la, but you have to be more careful next time thats all:) Jia you for competition kays:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays! todays a long one. Hope everyone is okays with it;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;P.S Vivian, i need help with uploading the photos:) Haha. Thanks for always being the kind soul, but sometimes make up your mind fast kays:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7308661398745793912?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7308661398745793912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/160209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7308661398745793912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7308661398745793912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/160209.html' title='160209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-4312497332432687364</id><published>2009-02-16T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:48:18.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The feeling of summer,&lt;br /&gt;Is like the hot blazing fire.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of Autumn,&lt;br /&gt;Is like the never-lasting end.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of Winter,&lt;br /&gt;Are like the snow, pure and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;But the feeling of spring,&lt;br /&gt;Is like the fresh, a new life again,&lt;br /&gt;Something that can’t be describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know love feel where??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the hot Summer,&lt;br /&gt;At a glace, you fell really deep.&lt;br /&gt;Your face burning up, with read hot cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the Autumn,&lt;br /&gt;That is ever-lasting, that it could never be disappeared&lt;br /&gt;From your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the Winter,&lt;br /&gt;It’s pure and innocent, that love could lead to something uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While love is like the Spring,&lt;br /&gt;The pinkish feeling of loving someone and a fresh feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Having a new love again, after we fall the love before,&lt;br /&gt;After all, love is something that is undesirable,&lt;br /&gt;But only itself will know what is like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-4312497332432687364?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/4312497332432687364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-of-summer-is-like-hot-blazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4312497332432687364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/4312497332432687364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/feeling-of-summer-is-like-hot-blazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-588671481953928887</id><published>2009-02-15T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:11:34.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To many is chrished,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To many is dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To many is important,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To many it means it's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To me is I really do like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To me is I will scacrifice myself for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To me is I will do whatever you want me to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you willing to be mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To some it maybe a joke,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To some it maybe alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To some it maybe common,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But to me, it meant it with all my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-588671481953928887?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/588671481953928887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poems_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/588671481953928887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/588671481953928887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poems_15.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-2759543028610867804</id><published>2009-02-15T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:59:57.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150209</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't care what other people thinks, just go with your guts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today it seems to be a very CONFUSING YET SUPER MESSY DAY!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Went to church at 11.45pm, Vivian left me alone. And i saw someone that i don't want to see. But i had no choice! i thought he does 6pm mass?? anyway, HE WAS THERE!!.. Argh! But i think i hurt someone feelings... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay. I Have to say this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;When am with a guy face to face I don't really talk much, i like having that phobia of talking to guys face to face, except for close friends and cousins and my brother:) But i really hate this saide of me, sigh. I will always talk normal, showing my trueself and talk openly, when we everytime hanging out often. Thats why i am able to show my crazy, cheerful side to my girl-friends onlys. Sigh. this is so saddening, i wonder how am i going to survive like this in poly...*Cries*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Thats why i am very sorry, cause been in girls school for 10 years... This is pathetic...m very sorry, if i don't talk that much and treat you guys like how i treat my other friends and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thats really a confession side of me. I think even my close friends, buddies also don't know this side of me, I can't be myself when am with a guy or do anything properly, i will just act wriedly. Sigh. Okays enough of this, Lets procceds to my afternoon day:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So in the afternoon went with my parents to see cars... It was boring but yet entertaining?? Too talk to Vivian on the phone too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; (VIVIAN JUST EXCEPT IT!!, you know your feelings, unless you want to get yourself hurt, but think again la, the more you let him wait, the more he is anxious for your answer. And if you say no, you really gonna hurt him kays...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After that, went to northpoint to get revisions books for my N level, Oh yes! and this reminds me that tomorrow i am having social studies CT! or my lit? this is so confusing... Not comfrim which is having first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmm todays the 15th.... OH NO!!! CHANGMIN BIRTHDAY is on the 18th feb!!! 3 more days!! and i haven't prepare anything for him!... what should i do?? i am such a failure as his fan... Nevermind. i will think of something within these 2 days. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okays got to go. Will write my poem for today awhile later:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See you all soon!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-2759543028610867804?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/2759543028610867804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/150209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2759543028610867804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/2759543028610867804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/150209.html' title='150209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-7904780406837937647</id><published>2009-02-14T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:05:26.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I hate my boyfriend, but I love my hubby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Today, was the most enjoyable, and yet the most happiest time! Although i don't have a boyfriend, still have my best buddy, best friends, and my friends with me, together celebrating Valentine Day. Isn't that sweet?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;We took tons of photos!! Went to bugis, then to vivo haha. Legs are damm tired la. But it was worth it. Although there are up and down at the first part, the ends always the fablulous right Narin? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Today was too sweet too! At the mrt, i was like telling Narin. "Singles should just stay at home today! I pity singles like us! Why ain't there just a single's days?" i mean, we are suround my couples! and they are just too sweet!. As i walk along the shops, all i see was the guys you know, give their girlfriends thousand of roses, holding hands, how i wish i could just be like them for once!  Just once! But i am glad i still have my friends even though i don't have one. Didn't i say that before, oh wells. I JUST LOVE MY BUDDIES!!!:) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy the poems today!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VDAY onces again, may all those love birds out there had a great time:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see you all!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-7904780406837937647?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/7904780406837937647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7904780406837937647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/7904780406837937647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-day.html' title='Valentine Day'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-8340999864583846279</id><published>2009-02-14T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T23:50:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you look at me, could see a hot fire deep inside your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you touch me, your hands was as cold as ice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you breathe around me, was as warm as the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you moved around me, was like a light feather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But now... As i looked deep inside you... I see a whole different thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you look at me, could see how much I meant to you, Always looking out for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you touch me, your hands was as hot as fire...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you breathe around me, i was like your only air...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you moved around me, i was like your only path to follow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The way you kissed me, was like the warm, gentle water, flowing non-stop, wanting more and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And Everything seems different and after...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When we're together:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-8340999864583846279?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/8340999864583846279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poems_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8340999864583846279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/8340999864583846279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/poems_14.html' title='Poems..'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-710728873146354532.post-6546004227395196366</id><published>2009-02-13T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T21:37:45.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130209</title><content type='html'>Everything is like a total mess, if one don't make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head just hurts! Went with opy after school, did some last mintues shopping for tomorrow vday gifts.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, our plan has all been change. I can't blame anyone can't i? Is just so messy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some is settle and some are not. I wonder what isit that my heart is unpleased with.&lt;br /&gt;I am so pissed!. Maybe not enough sleep?? sigh.. Something is just suddenly wrong with me, and i can't tell it! What the hell is wrong with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am glad for Vivian, who able to get her love life soon:) Happy for you girl! Must strive hard for this relationship with your boyfriends kays, you'll always have my blessing, and my support as your friend:) Go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Valentine day, thus with my sincer heart, I want to wish all Couples a very wonderful anniversay!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye readers:) Too tired to do anything:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/710728873146354532-6546004227395196366?l=whensthereslove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/feeds/6546004227395196366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/130209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6546004227395196366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/710728873146354532/posts/default/6546004227395196366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whensthereslove.blogspot.com/2009/02/130209.html' title='130209'/><author><name>Shannon Evania</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
