<?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-25643022390078561</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:41:13.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance is freedom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-330384008769788513</id><published>2010-03-12T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:18:52.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a millionth times, i wonder..</title><content type='html'>Nothing beats a great breakfast. I just had my supper and I am starting to imagine myself having warm chicken char siew polo bun from Mayson's bakery(jp2) and Alive apple and pomelo bits yogurt tml morning. Life is great when you have the world's best thing.. like the char siew and heavenly yogurt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called back to Xingnan for relief these two days. What a relief indeed! Actually, I was getting sick of worrying about suddenly receiving calls from the school early in the morning at 6 and making a last minute change of schedule with my boss at office. Somehow my indecisiveness is sickening... but it is really a pleasure to go to school and see the kids- so adorable and innocent. Yesterday, I got a chance to meet my favourite 4A students during their recess. Sat with them and had a great chat! We had an interesting conversation and part of it which i found totally amusing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4A kids: Ms Yap do you have Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4A kids: Add me please!! (and the other few said the same thing..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of them, Adri, said, "My facebook profile picture has LADY GAGA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whoa, you guys idolise lady GAGA? :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adri: Yes! That picture is personalised. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZK(another student): He put his face in the air bubble which shows that lady gaga is thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHHAHAA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it amazing? How children think and who they look upon as idols, role models... and the way they choose teachers to interact with. Sometimes it urges me to think of my days in primary school, and recall the feeling of plainly chatting with teachers, and .. feeling innocent. :D It's like you have to watch your words now for troubles come finding you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not checked out their fb profiles though they left me their email addresses. Anyway, when I stepped into a primary 6 class today they clicked quite well with me too. But two boys who claimed to go toilet and wandered somewhere got me a little bit trouble(another sch teacher comment on my inability to watch out students). Well,I did not get back to them on that.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jun Lin can do the most amusing things sometimes. I feel like I love him day by day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things which I did in the past which made me regretful. Remember 11 years ago when my parents announced that my mother is expecting another child, I was both worried and disappointed. I told them 3 of us were enough and that having a 4th child would be a total burden. At the same time, I was sad because I werent already getting the attention that I needed and wanted from my parents. However, looking back, I feel so ashamed of my selfishness and arrogance. Though Jun Lin has been a naughty fellow, giving teachers and parents headaches, he is very lovable. And I am sorry for he has to undergo what has been tormenting us at this very tender age. Looking at his frail skinny body sometimes give me heartache... It's not that he is not given food, and he is a very spoilt kid(as the last child-.-), but it is probably the lack of concern and family love that binds him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt feel all these years ago because I was overly concerned with schoolwork and my external activities. But as I interact more with him I feel his need, and the more we interact he plays and jokes with me. The best things he made my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-He takes out his collection of Mcdonalds CNY Doraemon soft toys and plays with them, narrating a little story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I asked him to be my brother and he played along, asking me to be his sister and then we put our arms around each other's neck. (If you've seen my fb profile picture, that's the one.) In the end I had a backache and he had muscle ache in the arm. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We took silly pictures during the Genting trip last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much fun have I not thought of when I was young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I want to go back to the innocent and carefree days... sometimes, I feel so silly of my own innocence. Growing up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-330384008769788513?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/330384008769788513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/millionth-times-i-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/330384008769788513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/330384008769788513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/millionth-times-i-wonder.html' title='a millionth times, i wonder..'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6785273552733612943</id><published>2010-02-27T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:00:18.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>before it ends</title><content type='html'>You know I have been reminding myself to blog before February ends. I am finally doing it on the last day. March is just tomorrow... WTH, it just seems like yesterday that I went for New Year's countdown. And today is YUAN XIAO alr. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I enjoyed 2010 so far. All the meet-ups, the helping out in nanhua and meeting new friends were GREAT. I cant wait to gather with more friends, those from primary school, some which i know from external activities etc. It's fun to catch up. :D It's best when you know that you are remembered. My Chinese New Year was unexpectedly enjoyable. I had lao yusheng 4times so far, had steamboat, reunion dinners, NH alumni gathering. heehee... and been to bainian everywhere. Friends, aunts, grandparents, boyfriend's house, office... and I am still in the new year mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ya, Universal Studios Singapore is really nice! I went there with Andrea and Chenyu. haha... took pictures everywhere we go and met many familiar faces! Clara and Qingyun and working there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having so much fun, I wonder how would March be... I am not very anticipated about the release of Alvl results. SCAREDD.. But if everyone says the same thing, then... how would the curve turn out to be like? haha. K, it's like 4am. NEED TO SLEEP.BYE :D&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, have a Happy MARCH! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6785273552733612943?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6785273552733612943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/before-it-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6785273552733612943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6785273552733612943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/before-it-ends.html' title='before it ends'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-506193383648853429</id><published>2009-12-26T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T09:07:15.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>romeo, take me somewhere we could be alone</title><content type='html'>So much of the sale at Topshop, I didnt buy anything there. Instead, my sis and I went to River Island and I got this pair of shimmer jeans leggings at half price. MUAHAHA. I am so proud of myself of being a bargain hunter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve I went out with Darren to town to shop. I was caught by surprise when I saw the fleamarket in Far East! But it was rather disappointing because I could not find anything nice and cheap. BOO. To avoid the crowds we took bus to Vivocity and he took me all the way to Mount Faber. Nice place :D The view from there was spectacular and Henderson wave was WOW ttm. HAHA. First time been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday cousins and I made a trip to Ahni's new apartment. It was Pinnacle @ Duxton, the very marvellous buildings(but which also somehow looks like jail from inside). The block was very accessible. Chinatown, Maxwell market and Outram are just nearby. And from her house, at 31st storey you could peak a little of the keppel harbour while the view directly facing her is CBD. This is the most wonderfully built HDB estate I'd ever seen. And I heard that Lee Kuan Yew is coming for the opening ceremony too. WOW.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening a few of us girls went to Huiting's house for a mini Christmas Party. We played the Wii. Seriously, it was my first time playing wii and all of us enjoyed Band Hero most I think. I tried playing the singer, guitarist and drummer. HAHA. Drumming at the easy level was quite fun. :D Woa, and i ate alot of the cheesecake truffles I got myself a stomachache. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I went to learn Korean language, Han-gul, with Chenyu and friends! First lesson was about vowels and consonants and about how to recognise korean words. Great, I am finally picking up a new skill in this long holiday. December really feels longer to me this year, because I have done alot of things and gain even more NEW experiences. At least, I would not regret for what I have done for 2009. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D and I went to 'Bangla Park' tonight because the movie tickets for AVATAR was sold out :( Got very cranky and high and kept laughing. HAHAHA. Then walked home.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am at episode 12 of Autumn Concerto! For dont know what reason youtube couldnt load a few videos, but I finally I managed to open this after 59235641412055 attempts. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM IS WEIRD. She suddenly comes to ask me what I am doing on the computer. And ASKED ME WHY I BLOG? What a question. -.o Ok, it's more weird than that.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT MY LOVES :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-506193383648853429?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/506193383648853429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/romeo-take-me-somewhere-we-could-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/506193383648853429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/506193383648853429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/romeo-take-me-somewhere-we-could-be.html' title='romeo, take me somewhere we could be alone'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-8202140017591564522</id><published>2009-12-20T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:21:15.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never like to tell lies</title><content type='html'>Despite sleeping at 4am to finish watching Autumn Concerto Ep4, I managed to stay perked up for this long and exciting day. I took the Mrt to City Hall early this afternoon so that I have some time to wander around Suntec before work. Literally walked in high speed so that I could glimpse at most of the shops. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, my discovery of the day is that TOPSHOP IS ON SALE NOWWWWW. :D ok, it's not like I fancy Topshop, but when high-street brands are on sale, stuffs would seem more appealing to me. haha. I saw plain canvas sneakers in New Look which come in basic colours at only $9.90! When I saw it I was thinking that I could transform it by using some blings and ribbons. Not a bad idea right! Anyway, that high-speed window shopping took me 30mins and so I reported to work at 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is not BORING. It is fabulously FUN today. It was the last day of Popular Bookfest in 2009 so the crowd was expected to be larger. In my first hour of my shift, there were already two customers who bought more than 10books each. Ohyea, except for CY's irritating cousin who keeps hitting my head, work never seemed more fun. ALL BECAUSE POPULAR WAS GIVING AWAY FREE PAIRS OF LEE MIN HO'S CONCERT TICKET. That made me enthusiatic all day because while the MCs were talking on the stage some distance away, I was jumping and shouting "I want the tickets" from my booth. LOL. When CY came i ran to join a game of 7-times-table on the stage to win the tickets. CY immediately joined me. HAHA, luckily our boss have not reached the fair. Anyway, I met YangLu on the stage playing the game too! I knew she was working in the book fair as well but I often went to peek at her store to not see her around. Actually she was in-charged of moving about to promote product. Ahh, so the three of us went up stage to play the game and lost. Boo :( Seriously, I was disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after some time there was another round of game that gives out green envelopes which i guessed contain Lee Min Ho photos. Since it was an answer-and-question game, I dashed up to answer but the MC recognised me and only gave me 3 powerpuff ice-cream erasers. -.o Honestly, I was very pissed! I got the answer correct but only get such a stingy gift! RARR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an asiasoft online gaming event in Suntec today too. My Mum brought my brother there to have some fun and my sister joined them while me and my brother worked at book fair. After knocking off we joined them too. :D The event was great and people kept giving away posters and calendars which are chio ttm. HAHA. My biased mother bought my youngest brother a mushroom(maplestory) plushie and maplestory merchandise! But the happiest thing was that my sister won the lucky draw! She got second prize and won herself Razor mouse and headset. DAMN COOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, one last thing to add... I have a really fantastic boss. She gave us girls perlini silver accessories. The EAR STUD. OMG. The coloured gem ones are those I am looking for. Now I can more or less strike off the 'crystal ear studs' from my wishlist. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she may not see this but thank you Sarah anyway. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-8202140017591564522?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8202140017591564522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-never-like-to-tell-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8202140017591564522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8202140017591564522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-never-like-to-tell-lies.html' title='i never like to tell lies'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-440930790492122942</id><published>2009-12-19T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T09:02:54.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>santa, will you visit me this christmas?</title><content type='html'>Other than Santa and my one and only blog reader, I guess this Christmas wishlist that I am going to make is a secret(unless I have other secret blog visitors?) HAHA. So... I know I may be a little late, but the day is not here yet, and I hope Santa will not ignore me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROSEY'S CHRISTMAS WISHLIST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Red Handbag from far east plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) floral lappy sleeve from BagAge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) crystal ear studs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) River Island sneaker pumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Berksha jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) reindeer hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;7) balanciagia-inspired motorcycle bag that looks like this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sy0E2UlhN1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/nT5uh6XY1e4/s1600-h/bag6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416991258082096978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sy0E2UlhN1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/nT5uh6XY1e4/s320/bag6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all for now. Well, I will not seriously expect them to turn up on christmas because they are just some materialistic stuff that I want. Sometimes I guilty even accepting expensive gifts. I feel more accomplished buying things myself. I will save money for one for these. :D heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from genting yesterday! It was certainly a fun trip and I am very grateful of my Mum for that. We took coaches there and back. :D The grassland coach that we returned in was a bumpy ride that gave me motion sickness, so bad that I vomited and spammed preserved orange skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day we watched a freaking funny and kind of lame movie, "The Princess And The Frog". On Thursday we went to the theme park!&lt;br /&gt;Because we brought Jun Lin along, most of the rides we took in theme park were family rides. My sis dragged me and Jun Xian to play Space Shot but we chickened out. HAHA. The last time I tried gave me goosebumps that stays with my till now. I dont think I will ride that unless I do a dare! Nevertheless, we enjoyed the flying jumbo, and thrill rides such as cyclone and spinner. Haha. I also met long-lost primary school friend, Melissa, in genting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday brought me and my siblings close together, especially when my brothers behaved themselves. I feel that I love that more now. Heehee :D My youngest brother is just too adorable when he doesnt throw tantrums. Ok, I made a new discovery too: I am loving starbucks! haha. Cafe Mocha rocks ttm. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sy0EaR2g7rI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8OHZ-8ooU0o/s1600-h/love+bux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416990776311738034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sy0EaR2g7rI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8OHZ-8ooU0o/s320/love+bux.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look! TOTALLY IN BLISS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my cute little niece is one month old! How young! HAHA. HAPPY FIRST MONTH, GEORGIA! :D&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying my work at the bookfair, looking at children running about and communicating with them surely brightens up my mood. Tomorrow will be the last day of bookfest and I'll be going back to office again. Sigh. I hope Xingnan calls me up to confirm my position as a relief teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-exam period is really relieving. There is no stress of the reopening of school! And I am spammed with gathering invites. However, it is also a challenge to balance work and life and manage time properly.I think I should also start to pave my study and career prospectives, or I might be left behind, aimless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-440930790492122942?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/440930790492122942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-will-you-visit-me-this-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/440930790492122942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/440930790492122942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-will-you-visit-me-this-christmas.html' title='santa, will you visit me this christmas?'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sy0E2UlhN1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/nT5uh6XY1e4/s72-c/bag6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-2928651323740534044</id><published>2009-12-10T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T06:05:07.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM NIGHTS</title><content type='html'>This year I attended two proms! Acjc's on Tuesday and crashed AJC's prom yesterday night. It was FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD2_4Tbc_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/8-88AYHUrsg/s1600-h/PROMS+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413598329405404146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD2_4Tbc_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/8-88AYHUrsg/s320/PROMS+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister helped me out with the outfit and advised me on the make-up and my cousin did up my hair! Thanks alot :D&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and I love this tank top that says "TIAN CAI", I am going to wear it someday. Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3AdyyHZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3MzpHFSITx8/s1600-h/PROMS+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413598339469024658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3AdyyHZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3MzpHFSITx8/s320/PROMS+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acjc's prom was at Island Ballroom at Shangri-La! I never knew i was going to enter that room from the front door as a guest rather than the waitress! The photo above was taken in the toilet. All the toilets have different POSH ambience and I love them! P.S i bet everyone(or girls) feel the same too. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3Ai0btoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8kdjLfTBoQw/s1600-h/PROMS+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413598340818122370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3Ai0btoI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8kdjLfTBoQw/s320/PROMS+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2SB4 picture perfect! I was tiptoe-ing in my heels! gosh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3BNspy0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Sm1Vvr_Rvsc/s1600-h/PROMS+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413598352328215362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3BNspy0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/Sm1Vvr_Rvsc/s320/PROMS+096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stunned to see Xueyuan in this dress! HAHA, gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;AC's prom was a little more formal as compared to AJ's. I like the jazz pop band performance and boys generation dancing to GEE. Hilarious TTM. It kind of makes me want to dance along my way home, like a prom aftermath thing.&lt;br /&gt;Went home with my prom date. I visited the GIGANTIC purple christmas tree before boarding MRT. :D LOL, and I yawned 18times on my journey home. CLASSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&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;Before AJC's prom Chenyu, Xue En and I went to Pauline's house to dress up. CY and XE got a make-up artise while me and pauline DIY! I wore a rara tunic with blazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3Baab5oI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TEKB4hKjYsg/s1600-h/PROMS+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413598355741468290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD3Baab5oI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TEKB4hKjYsg/s320/PROMS+119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ready to go. :D Haa, sometimes i think my hair looks gorgeous but sometimes I think it looks like shit :/\/\ I have bad hair moments. (but in this picture I think I look okay) Hmm, anyway, I am loving this milktea beige colour of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD31vRNEQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OGXirgS1LZM/s1600-h/PROMS+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599254693089538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD31vRNEQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OGXirgS1LZM/s320/PROMS+126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the table with Chenyu. AJC's prom was fun! It engages students into games and activities. I like the question and answer section most. 'What's the most ridiculous thing you can find in most chocolates?' Believe me or not, it's "insects and rodents"! Haha, smart girl, I could be the 50:50 help source(if there were any) because out of 5qns i got 4 correct! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32ErBgdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/EvAbuFBUm8c/s1600-h/PROMS+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599260438528466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32ErBgdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/EvAbuFBUm8c/s320/PROMS+131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happy to see JingHui and Daphne at prom!  JH looks conservative from the front yea, but she has a sexyback. =) and Daphne opt for the rocker girl style. Cheers to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32qIbeCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TMnTj-5HwpY/s1600-h/PROMS+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599270493976610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32qIbeCI/AAAAAAAAAZc/TMnTj-5HwpY/s320/PROMS+135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sonia thought her eyes were playing tricks on her until I called out her name. HAHA. I like the way she wears a pair of earrings on only one ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32_FDKFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Rhqa9FRECfs/s1600-h/PROMS+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599276116944978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD32_FDKFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Rhqa9FRECfs/s320/PROMS+133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Walked around to find familiar faces! I surprised Huiting by appearing in front of her. HAHA, we were so excited. She looked like a taitai in the blue toga dress. Check out fb for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD33Z1Ye2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/iYzztGUcZrg/s1600-h/PROMS+147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599283298990946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD33Z1Ye2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/iYzztGUcZrg/s320/PROMS+147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sisterly love. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD45NfQ0kI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mM3VmXc8-fE/s1600-h/PROMS+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD45NfQ0kI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mM3VmXc8-fE/s1600-h/PROMS+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600413856354882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD45NfQ0kI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/mM3VmXc8-fE/s320/PROMS+157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, Ka Shing suddenly popped into the picture! It looks like a all-nanhuarian little gathering over here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there are more pictures in Xue En's and Chen Yu's camera. We took turns to take pictures. haha. Pauline was damn funny, she brought a camera but only took like 5 pathetic photos? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After prom we had wanted to go some pub or club to have fun. Not one of us had been to those places before. However we were so shag so just walked along orchard road to catch the last train home. Took pictures with christmas trees as we made our way to the MRT station. :D It was sure a night to remember. Thank you my friends for making my proms enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooh, this christmas I want to take pictures with HUGE CHRISTMAS TREES! LOL. It's like the last crazy(or not) thing I can do before the year ends? 2009 mannnnssss... 2010 is here so soon. The largest christmas tree is standing in front of Vivocity. Ooooh, I MUST go to vivo soon!&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/25643022390078561-2928651323740534044?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2928651323740534044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/prom-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2928651323740534044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2928651323740534044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/prom-nights.html' title='PROM NIGHTS'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SyD2_4Tbc_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/8-88AYHUrsg/s72-c/PROMS+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-5180139624611383729</id><published>2009-12-02T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:44:00.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world will not come to an end</title><content type='html'>It's better late than never. I caught the movie "2012" with my mum, sis and brothers in the afternoon. It was really sadistic, but definitely worth watching. Throughout the whole movie I didnt go to the toilet, just gripped in my seat, amazed by the wonderfully done graphics and animations. Hmm, but the sound effects can be improved? Sometimes there were too much noise coming together that I makes me feel disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, anyway, '2012' was quite impactful to me and maybe to you guys too. Will the world come to an end? Well, I do not reject the idea that one day things might stop running, but maybe not so soon? Earth is increasingly experiencing more catastrophe, but the largest and most critical ones might not hit us. And, I also feel strongly that, if the world were to end, practically everything living would be wiped out, no species will survive and continue breeding. Yea. HAHA, this sounds really sadistic but it would not be acted out in any movie because main actors would have to die too(not so in hollywood movies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the movie, we all rushed to the toilet, before having dinner at Kopitiam. :D While i was walking I heard a little child crying, and that kind of gloomed my mood. 2012 withdrawal symptom? My sis and I immediately felt so helpless and hopeless. LOL. No worries, I have recovered already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, now for the bad news. :( This morning I cut my fringe by myself, and kind of screwed it up. As I pressed and hold down my fringe while cutting, I didnt realise I have cut it too short. Now I look like a toot. :X SUAY...  Ok, there's a solution to every problem! When there's a will, there's a way... To relief myself of the terrible state of my hair, I bought BEAUTEEN hair colour to dye my hair! HAHA, FINALLY! This is the first time I have my hair coloured, and I have chosen Milk Tea Beige. It's a little golden and I love it! I had wanting to do this before examsssssss. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D It really feels great to be enjoying holiday, after exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-5180139624611383729?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5180139624611383729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-will-not-come-to-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5180139624611383729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5180139624611383729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/12/world-will-not-come-to-end.html' title='the world will not come to an end'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-4012826117879163194</id><published>2009-11-28T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T07:55:12.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is sweet</title><content type='html'>HAHA. Today is a Happy Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I went back for ballet! YEP! learnt new dance steps and I was informed that practices will double in preparation for exams next year. :D Then it was studying for the LAST Alevel paper phyp1. woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;I have finally finished watching 'You're Beautiful'! HAHAHA. It's truly a nice drama, with my favourite shuai ge, Kang Shin Woo :D My aunt's very funny, she told me watch a new set of drama with her after my last paper. HAHA. So she has been planning all these yea? heeheheee, i didnt know im so wanted. muahaha.(k, bhb -.-)&lt;br /&gt;Just now I webcam-ed with my mum and sis and got zihigh. oo~ this is so fun, im enjoying it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes! I just remembered my sole purpose of writing this entry! I am going to make a wishlist for Christmas! Potential Santas please watch out for my list ok. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece is called Georgia and she is cute ttm! :D Ohh I love her so much. :D I dont have her photos in this lappy so I cant post them now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-4012826117879163194?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4012826117879163194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4012826117879163194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4012826117879163194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-sweet.html' title='love is sweet'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6974503760964063999</id><published>2009-11-03T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:07:32.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am really impressed with myself. I kept my promise of not touching bejeweled blitz for like 4 days already, even though chenyu pled me to show her how to get high score. HAHA. But the problem with me is that I still cannot concentrate well. First paper, Maths p1 is just 6DAYS AWAY. Not many days ok. I am not done with physics, econs etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help in Chemistry but it seems that Mdm can NEVER help me anymore, because she's fully booked for this week. SHUCKS. SHINGZ. LOL. Next week is the chemistry exam O.O and it's not like I dont have to study other subjects. zzz. OK, I am doing physics electromagnetism now. I have yet finished the TYS which I am supposed to! Suddenly it seems to me that I dont know how to do many questions. The worst thing is that I slack so much in the day I sleep at around 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, gosh, I am going back to my revision now. Bye peeps. Wish me luck :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6974503760964063999?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6974503760964063999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-really-impressed-with-myself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6974503760964063999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6974503760964063999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-really-impressed-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-3088878436321130682</id><published>2009-10-25T06:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T06:02:13.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star King - Wonder baby dance again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/scle87F6x5Y' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/scle87F6x5Y'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WONDER baby dances again! she's so groovy and CUTE! HAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-3088878436321130682?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3088878436321130682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-king-wonder-baby-dance-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3088878436321130682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3088878436321130682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/star-king-wonder-baby-dance-again.html' title='Star King - Wonder baby dance again'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-1387332247229032946</id><published>2009-10-23T00:33:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:33:34.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHINee / ｼﾞｭﾘｴｯﾄ【JULIETTE】</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/kCzDYBGbx-M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/kCzDYBGbx-M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg. seriously, i should just fly to korea to get a boyfriend. oh, and mayb i should be named Rossellini Juliette Yap. HAHAHAA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-1387332247229032946?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1387332247229032946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/shinee-juliette_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1387332247229032946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1387332247229032946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/shinee-juliette_23.html' title='SHINee / ｼﾞｭﾘｴｯﾄ【JULIETTE】'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-3794184209286077846</id><published>2009-10-23T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:33:19.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHINee / ｼﾞｭﾘｴｯﾄ【JULIETTE】</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/kCzDYBGbx-M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/kCzDYBGbx-M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg. seriously, i should just fly to korea to get a boyfriend. oh, and mayb i should be named Rossellini Juliette Yap. HAHAHAA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-3794184209286077846?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3794184209286077846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/shinee-juliette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3794184209286077846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3794184209286077846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/shinee-juliette.html' title='SHINee / ｼﾞｭﾘｴｯﾄ【JULIETTE】'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6662665876183729558</id><published>2009-10-23T00:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:26:38.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2NE1 - FIRE (Space)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ISEoXdHb4W4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ISEoXdHb4W4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this MV's good! i like the guanyin part. haha. what i like about kpop is that each group really has their own unique selling point. 2NE1 music is more rebellious and they style leans towards american pop, while SNSD and wonder girls is about glam girls, with both the hot and cute factor. Cheers to S.Korea! :D IM loving korea more. HAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6662665876183729558?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6662665876183729558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/2ne1-fire-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6662665876183729558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6662665876183729558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/2ne1-fire-space.html' title='2NE1 - FIRE (Space)'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-7006496528495567975</id><published>2009-10-23T00:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T00:19:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2NE1: I Don't Care MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ve-Z3RBR_84' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ve-Z3RBR_84'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or rather, im addicted to KPOP! take a chill pill :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-7006496528495567975?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7006496528495567975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/2ne1-i-don-care-mv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7006496528495567975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7006496528495567975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/2ne1-i-don-care-mv.html' title='2NE1: I Don&amp;#39;t Care MV'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-7873064138262664463</id><published>2009-10-09T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:51:53.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i cannot spin on left leg :(</title><content type='html'>Hi guys.&lt;br /&gt;4 WEEKS TO ALEVELS. I NEED THE ADRENALINE RUSH, ANXIETY TO KEEP ME MOVING. I NEED MOMENTUM. sigh. im scaredddddddd. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i love the new version of bejeweled blitz at Facebook. It gives you a feeling that you're in control of your gems and that hitting 200K is NOT BY LUCK, unlike version2. YAY. Yesterday I tried this new one and thought it sucks because I had not gotten used to it. Now, I like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very clear to me that i sprained my right foot last friday at the CPA building. But after a few days of pain in my right foot, my left foot started hurting, until now. The pain was worse than what I felt in the right. DAmn. :( There's ballet tomorrow and I cannot spin on my left foot. And how am i supposed to jump and dance? More actions might just aggrevate the condition. In addtion, I have yet put any medication or tried to sooth the pain; I dont know how to. ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT DAY today anyway. I slacked much and I am feeling very guilty now. :( Like so vulnerable I can tear very soon. No motivation to move me for today YET. Maybe because today is Friday? So school ended early because physics tutorial and Chemistry extra timed-practice was cancelled. Thus while the back gate was still opened(for the J1s after exams), a large group of us sneaked out. They wanted to go Westmall and I followed but left early to my cousin's house. She cooked lunch for me and I helped (as well as watched) her clean up some parts of the living room and then sat down to do a chem paper2. In the midst of it, I took a power nap. Oh my, I forgot to say that the weather was TERRIBLE (ttmaxxxxx). :( At around 5 I went home, and played bejeweled. So how can I not feel guilty NOW? Even as when I am BLOGGING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks. I better go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-7873064138262664463?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7873064138262664463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cannot-spin-on-left-leg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7873064138262664463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7873064138262664463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cannot-spin-on-left-leg.html' title='i cannot spin on left leg :('/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-8020021519336597717</id><published>2009-09-30T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:56:58.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think everything you do is worthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I cherish the times when i sit beside you and talked like you're my friend. I appreciate the little things in my life that you take care of, the bread and boiled-egg breakfast you love to make, the meaningful dinners at crystal jade and macdonalds, the pennies you save to spend on us children. The time when you said you want me to do well for Alevels and asked me to go tuition, the time when I failed Maths prelims and you said it's ok, because you believe in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;For all that you have been through and done for us, I am ernestly grateful and touched. Every sacrifice that you have made is noble. Thank you for your overwhelming love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I believe, life for us will be better some day. :D Keep the faith and hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To all the children,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Children's Day! Grow up happily and enjoy your childhood as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;(before you start secondary school. hahaha...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-8020021519336597717?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8020021519336597717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-everything-you-do-is-worthy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8020021519336597717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8020021519336597717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-think-everything-you-do-is-worthy.html' title='i think everything you do is worthy'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-3578829728785623845</id><published>2009-09-30T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:25:09.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>inspirations every day</title><content type='html'>I played with my camera and tried different shooting modes yesterday night. Found out that the text mode has the best colour contrast! HAHA. It seems like I am finally looking at my small gadget in detail. Anyway, I feel that 'natural skin tone' mode is also good. I love this picture that I took of myself. I know, BHB. HAHA. OK LA, it's the lighting that did the trick. Many thanks to my table lamp. Heehee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SsN2yYvs_rI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hxNtcV0phCw/s1600-h/IMGP7411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387280187273313970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SsN2yYvs_rI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hxNtcV0phCw/s320/IMGP7411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/m/marktwain103892.html"&gt;Mark Twain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this quote while doing some research for GP to prepare myself for tomorrow's test. It makes me think of Miss Khoo because she used to say that "Age is just a number" when 4/3 enquired her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia. Hmm. I am so looking forward to friday night, when i can meet up with NanHua peeps and close friends like CY again! Mid-autumn festival is so HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-3578829728785623845?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3578829728785623845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspirations-every-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3578829728785623845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3578829728785623845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspirations-every-day.html' title='inspirations every day'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SsN2yYvs_rI/AAAAAAAAAYc/hxNtcV0phCw/s72-c/IMGP7411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-1609075090825495295</id><published>2009-09-28T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:10:14.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words can be the best encouragement</title><content type='html'>I realised recently that my memory is getting bad. :( It's the short-term type and sometimes its freaking me out. I feel that my brain is like functioning as slow as my uncle's already. It is ageing?! shhhesshh. Hence I made a point to check out what are some memory-booster foods! Believe it or not, I am going to give it a try :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips from msnbc.com :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of the best cruciferous vegetables:&lt;/span&gt; Broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cabbage, cauliflower, and bok choy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of the best leafy green vegetables:&lt;/span&gt; spinach, collard and mustard greens, kale and Swiss chard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of the best foods for anthocyanin:&lt;/span&gt; Berries (all varieties), cherries, black currents, eggplant, red, black, and purple grapes, plums, rhubarb, red onion, red apples, red/purple cabbage, and red beets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of the best foods for quercetin:&lt;/span&gt; Onions (red, yellow, white), kale, leeks, cherry tomato, broccoli, blueberries, black currants, elderberries, apricots, apple with skin (Red Delicious), and red, purple, and black grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the scientific terms! I dont take Biology so I cannot explain them anyway. :/&lt;br /&gt;There is also speculation that folic acid and fish helps too! Thank goodness I love to eat fish. Ooh, I just had baked fish rice yesterday? And I ate cauliflower for dinner just now. Hmm, in secondary 4 I often had cherry tomatoes and apples quite frequently. Now i dont eat them too often because only my mum buys that. Sigh, I better stock up my favourite apples. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greatest accomplishment of the week is to turn in at 10pm yesterday night! I was so freaking tired i just had to sleep! I was so proud of it that I kept telling my friends in school today. HAHAHA. However, I still feel sleepy in school :x, and dozed off during econs without knowing. Actually, I do feel guilty about falling asleep in class, but sometimes the lessons are too boring my mind just cannot take it anymore. Sometimes, i just doze off without knowing.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, oh, I had a nap just now too. Why am I so sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep debt. probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-1609075090825495295?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1609075090825495295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-can-be-best-encouragement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1609075090825495295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1609075090825495295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/words-can-be-best-encouragement.html' title='words can be the best encouragement'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-230195828723017007</id><published>2009-09-24T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:50:59.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary addicted</title><content type='html'>Devika was not feeling well today so she did not go to school. Hope she gets well soon and miss fewer lessons! Anyway, during the long break the few of us went to computer lab. I had intended to go to the library to sleep but we passed by the lab, so I had a change of mind. HAHA. Xueyuan showed us a few videos and we practically LAUGHED OUT LOUD. Luckily there were only two groups of students in there at that moment. The other group of boys were laughing at the videos they were watching so our laughter did not make much difference. LOL. One of the clip was Xiaxua's crap etiquette training. The 5 different types of smiles and 'teach you how to fart properly' made us laughed off our chairs. HAHAHA. The other was about Singapore's Miss World who failed terribly. Xy cant emphasize enough on the bikini and BOOM thing. I don't deny that she is not pretty but are there no pretty Singaporeans out there who can speak properly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i found another clip which is damn cute. Enjoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVoAGXBoE9o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HVoAGXBoE9o&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-230195828723017007?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/230195828723017007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/temporary-addicted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/230195828723017007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/230195828723017007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/temporary-addicted.html' title='temporary addicted'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6794830737981552516</id><published>2009-09-23T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:45:17.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all around, i explore</title><content type='html'>It feels good to be discovering something new everyday. It will totally lighten up my mood and keeps me motivated to be (more) hardworking. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I found out about INFOGRAPHICS. It is a super cool kind of mind map that I used to see on the back of the cover of Broader Perspective. Little do I know that there is this cool website that posts all on such graphics on statistics. Here is the link: &lt;a href="http://www.good.is/sections/department/department.php?tname=transparency"&gt;http://www.good.is/sections/department/department.php?tname=transparency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It falls under the transparency section of the GOOD Magazine. Although the statistics are more America-based, the colourful and interesting depiction of the information is nevertheless creative. :D How i wish Singapore would come up with such innotive information display to feed us too. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6794830737981552516?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6794830737981552516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-around-i-explore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6794830737981552516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6794830737981552516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-around-i-explore.html' title='all around, i explore'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6620360807020762387</id><published>2009-09-22T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T01:16:32.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia N96 Bruce Lee Limited Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WiBA0lS_lwg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WiBA0lS_lwg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently my nephews had been imitating Bruce Lee's fighting actions and those noises and got me rather amused. HAHA. Today i found this interesting video of Bruce Lee playing table tennis with nunchucks. It was meant to be a Nokia advertisement and I guess Lee cannot be real. But the martial arts display was certainly amazing and entertaining. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6620360807020762387?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6620360807020762387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/nokia-n96-bruce-lee-limited-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6620360807020762387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6620360807020762387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/nokia-n96-bruce-lee-limited-edition.html' title='Nokia N96 Bruce Lee Limited Edition'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-5021241209497629292</id><published>2009-09-18T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:53:08.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when i get over it</title><content type='html'>My results failed me, I failed the results.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I failed.&lt;br /&gt;MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting prelim results was anything last on my mind today, until when I walked towards to classroom with my friends. I felt fear and anxiety because I was scared of the unexpected. And as usual, it came true again. I thought my essay wasnt too bad. I liked it, but it turned out horrendous. I didnt have analysis good enough? Chemistry was disappointing because of the wrong question that i chose- a learning point which I had already gotten over. Physics was a little uplifting because I passed and hit my targeted grade. I dont feel anything for economics score. I dont really care about it. BUT MATHS. I did not want to fail myself again so I worked hard. I attempted every question and I thought i was correct. But I FAILED. :( I need BLIM again. I think I am not someone who cannot hit the A and B grade. But now it seems like everything is clear. With the consistently low grades, my maths cannot be guarenteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I find a solution to improve Maths, I will feel depressed and demoralised.&lt;br /&gt;But I will get over it. Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-5021241209497629292?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5021241209497629292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-get-over-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5021241209497629292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5021241209497629292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-i-get-over-it.html' title='when i get over it'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-5427842730735467288</id><published>2009-09-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:46:39.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the story of our mouse.</title><content type='html'>HELLO all, I am blogging again. HAHA. I had the sudden urge you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a few interesting events took place. I gave my study table and computer in my aunt's house a new look after my uncle fixed the wooden plank(as a shelf) for me. :D YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister stayed at home all day today and I am in my aunt's place. She was bored and me too, so she asked me to download the oovoo programme so that we can video call. We chat between oovoo and msn. Super dumb. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(using oovoo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u didnt see wad happened to the mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it flew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel damn sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:26 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadwad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:27 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read my msn nick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:27 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to open the msn windoe &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Isabella Yap: (8:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Rossellini Yap: (8:28 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT HAPPENED?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(then switched to msn):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[6J02] in memories of the mouse.... cause of death: dismantled when still in good use. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;rosse (: get my brother the HARPY. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont understand&lt;br /&gt;IT DIED?&lt;br /&gt;must be because junlin is too addicted to househunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[6J02] in memories of the mouse.... cause of death: dismantled when still in good use. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nooo&lt;br /&gt;rosse (: get my brother the HARPY. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much that he has to kill our own mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;[6J02] in memories of the mouse.... cause of death: dismantled when still in good use. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's the computer mouse&lt;br /&gt;he tot the mouse is not working&lt;br /&gt;when in fact the usb port is not worknig&lt;br /&gt;so he dismantle the mouse to check wad's wrong&lt;br /&gt;so the mouse is spoilt lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;rosse (: get my brother the HARPY. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite certain Mousehunt on Facebook is weird. Just yesterday mummy brought us to NTUC and my youngest brother wanted to buy cheese. Then it shocked us when he asked for BRIE. Suddenly, BRIE. BUT WHY? HAHA. So we told him it's too expensive and then HE ASKED FOR CHEDDAR. LOL. AND THEN HE DISMANTLED THE MOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;i think JUNLIN's a genius.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-5427842730735467288?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5427842730735467288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-of-our-mouse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5427842730735467288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5427842730735467288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-of-our-mouse.html' title='the story of our mouse.'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-2189846496359106965</id><published>2009-09-04T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:09:53.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on my feet. im going to spin again</title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL! I am finally back to blogging again. Anyway, i doubt anyone reads these posts so i'll just keep myself entertained :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, PRELIMS ARE OVER. Hooray x1000. It is a good thing because i can rest well during this September holidays. Bad because:&lt;br /&gt;1. my friends from other schools are having exams so i cannot meet out with them!&lt;br /&gt;2.i know my prelims is screwed&lt;br /&gt;3. i dont know what to study now.&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYY, but still, i like the fact that exams are not, though 'A's still not here yet. :) I have found joy in watching korean dramas. Now, I am chasing 2 dramas at the same time. HAHAHA. everbody please watch SHINING INHERITANCE! It has shuai ge, seriously. I am totally mesmerised. HAHA &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. I am not that introverted and I am dying to go out. I want to go to Orchard Ion and Far East PLaza and Bugis Street for some serious shoppping! Only, i cannot find anyone who's free to shop with me  :( Urghhhhhhhh. Yesterday I was so desperate I went out for a walk at jurong point ALONE. Then, nothing seems really attractive. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acjc had its Teachers' Day celebration today. Well, I am of course grateful of the care and guidance I received from some teachers. But it is quite meaningless to get high after the real day. The atmosphere is not there, the feeling is not real. Some performances were astonishing like the band and dances but some were plain boring and lame. My friends even fell asleep. It's that bad. OK, im not that bad. Still, i appreciate what the organisers had done :D (except tht i cant help but notice the unevenly cut triangles that were hanging from the ceiling. hehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL. If anyone wants to go shopping with me please let me know. My sister is so busy now even she doesnt bother me. And this lappy apparently has no SOUND DEVICE(so ridiculous but i dont know why) so I cannot watch my drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED DRAMA IN MY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-2189846496359106965?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2189846496359106965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-my-feet-im-going-to-spin-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2189846496359106965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2189846496359106965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-my-feet-im-going-to-spin-again.html' title='on my feet. im going to spin again'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6163865108055494468</id><published>2009-07-03T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:06:37.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H3QmEaOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tFVFPdlvuAM/s1600-h/IMGP6465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H3QmEaOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tFVFPdlvuAM/s320/IMGP6465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354296021663115490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post may be about 1hr 30mins late, but I shall do a brief one anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today might be my best birthday ever. :D I want to thank everyone for their best wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, on thursday 2SB4 sang a birthday song and gave Clement and I cupcakes! haha. In the evening i met up with cousins(around the same age as me!), which was quite a rare thing now because we were usually busy with our stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H3hD_CCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Z-QC1-hXVkw/s1600-h/IMGP6410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H3hD_CCI/AAAAAAAAAYM/Z-QC1-hXVkw/s320/IMGP6410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354296026083559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was grateful that sooo many people send me their birthday wishes through SMS and facebook. HAHAHA. Some of them I didnt even have their names saved in my phone. :x And of course, not forgetting my peers and classmates who gave me presents. :D oh, and Mr Sek gave me a box of chocolates. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H27CN2dI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8qd67faXbTY/s1600-h/IMGP6497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H27CN2dI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8qd67faXbTY/s320/IMGP6497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354296015875594706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, it was a wonderful birthday surprise planned by my sister! She gathered my secondary sch best friends and her friends(whom i am close to) to celebrate my 18th! ISA, I AM REALLY TOUCHED! When i reached suntec, jiatying chenyu and vivian were trying to hide and pop out to scare me. HAHAHA, but i caught them before they could! Dinner was crazy with funny people around. THANKS alot Yang Ping for the dinner! Michele for the SPECIAL LONGAN CAKE! The longans love to roll around. HAHA. Had so much laughter and fun today I can feel that my world is filled with love again. I seem to be find myself back again. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6163865108055494468?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6163865108055494468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-so-loved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6163865108055494468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6163865108055494468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-feel-so-loved.html' title='i feel so loved'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/Sk5H3QmEaOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tFVFPdlvuAM/s72-c/IMGP6465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-96266882410589291</id><published>2009-06-30T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:40:14.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this year, who will remember my birthday?</title><content type='html'>My MSN personal message writes, "When is our sch going to shit down?"&lt;br /&gt;Hello, that is my joke of the day, though there were pretty many jokes for today. I didnt know about the typo error until Hock Seng just let me know! Arghhh.. what a funny mistake. Actually, it's not difficult for the school to temporary close down. We just need to WAIT for only ONE person to get H1N1, haha. OK, I am seriously not trying to be mean and curse everyone that i pass to get H1N1. Hmm, but the best thing is to let us report to school later? So that i dont have to wake up that early everyday. I also dont have to feel so tired during almost every lesson! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I failed my physics, terribly, got an S grade. I am so ashamed of myself for getting even the first 2 questions wrong. Basic questions! And i dont even know why I am wrong. SHUcks. Luckily, I passed my chemistry, but it wasnt very impressive to me. Sighh. Tomorrow we will be getting maths and I know it would not be any better than physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-96266882410589291?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/96266882410589291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-year-who-will-remember-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/96266882410589291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/96266882410589291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-year-who-will-remember-my-birthday.html' title='this year, who will remember my birthday?'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-2148752531963125481</id><published>2009-06-25T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:42:58.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>take on no wings, fly nowhere</title><content type='html'>like a vice, it grips you&lt;br /&gt;hard, fearful, intense, grimsome&lt;br /&gt;its shadow overwhelms you like a monster&lt;br /&gt;you try to run, but there is no end&lt;br /&gt;there is no way out&lt;br /&gt;you turn around and find nobody&lt;br /&gt;blood surges and you find no control&lt;br /&gt;you scream but there was no sound&lt;br /&gt;the emptiness is compulsive&lt;br /&gt;its a terrible ending,&lt;br /&gt;no, there is no ending.&lt;br /&gt;no ending&lt;br /&gt;no wings for escapism&lt;br /&gt;only a corner to bottle your tears.&lt;br /&gt;you sit down and and look around you&lt;br /&gt;it gets blurry&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea&lt;br /&gt;you are flying nowhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-2148752531963125481?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2148752531963125481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-on-no-wings-fly-nowhere.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2148752531963125481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/2148752531963125481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-on-no-wings-fly-nowhere.html' title='take on no wings, fly nowhere'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-1659586801025770175</id><published>2009-06-17T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:00:36.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im like addicted to bejewled blitz on facebook! But it is under maintanence today so i feel empty now :( HAHA. I broke my record to get 115Kyesterday! Felt terribly joyful, but the games after which got boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 3rd week of the holidays(already!) and I feel like I havent done anything purposeful. sigh. What's wrong with me. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-1659586801025770175?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1659586801025770175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-addicted-to-bejewled-blitz-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1659586801025770175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1659586801025770175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-like-addicted-to-bejewled-blitz-on.html' title=''/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-8636805499508625893</id><published>2009-06-07T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:26:10.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>resolutions</title><content type='html'>EEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW BUGGGGGGSSSSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE BUGS!! they invaded my house because it is lighted! They're little tiny black dots against the white tiles and the look intimidating. :o&lt;br /&gt;SHOO BUGS SHOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have not really done anything efficient in studies. There is so much i need to do. OK.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop slacking and get to revision.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop slacking and get to revision.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop slacking and get to revision.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop slacking and get to revision.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop slacking and get to revision.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say this AS IF IT WILL WORK. I doubt it will actually. Let me sum up what I have done this week:&lt;br /&gt;1. read newsweek and newspapers&lt;br /&gt;2. read Anthony Horowitz(!) graphic novel&lt;br /&gt;3. studied lasers and semiconductors notes&lt;br /&gt;4. studied group 2, 7 elements&lt;br /&gt;5. studied international trade notes&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. see, I have done practically nothing except for reading. I attempted to do the econs tutorial but got stuck and never complete it since then. AH I SUCK. :( sigh.. OK, what i need to get done with by this week: econs tutorial, gp clip reviews, chemistry tutorials&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST. At the very least I have to get these done. I realised the importance of goals. It helps you to move forward and minimizes procrastination. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sisters forever! :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SiwFrHxUS7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/8SBhgNowW00/s1600-h/IMGP6086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SiwFrHxUS7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/8SBhgNowW00/s320/IMGP6086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344653096160349106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SiwFrV2v1oI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jteQ4e25VAQ/s1600-h/IMGP6091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SiwFrV2v1oI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jteQ4e25VAQ/s320/IMGP6091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344653099941222018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-8636805499508625893?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8636805499508625893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8636805499508625893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8636805499508625893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/resolutions.html' title='resolutions'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SiwFrHxUS7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/8SBhgNowW00/s72-c/IMGP6086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-7717002270473949988</id><published>2009-06-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:39:30.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>around the posy</title><content type='html'>My blog is often forgotten by me. Blogging usually comes to my mind when im studying or doing something important, like project work, and it acts as a distraction; a temporary escape from 'stress'. Now that I realised I do have a blog and is almost abandoned, I'm back to revive it. This is me. SIGHHHH. You know, I used to play neopets. I had a lovely pet that looks like a dog and wears red. I used to play it everyday. But soon after it was left there 'dying' because I couldnt be bothered to feed to it once in a blue moon(lest everyday!). Then I played some aquarium and pet applications on facebook. I think my fishes and panda(I adopted a panda because I looked like one) are dying too. SIGHH. Why do I abandon things so easily? Is everyone like that, or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. It's holidays again and... THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALE. Right now, I havnt found any crazy and exciting sale going on, but there sure are more late-night shopping events around. Not that i do late-night shopping, but then, shopping just wakes me up. Not that i shop and buy, but just looking gives me pleasure. LOL. So this links me to MONEY. I'm really quite broke. Because time has to be spent on studying(not all the time), I will have to sacrifice work and that is alot of money! However, due to the pennilessness state I am in now, I made up my mind to sacrifice tomorrow for a day of work at the office! HEEHEE, happy, I've got some more money! :D Opportunity cost: some computer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally wasted today. I was so bored in the afternoon I started texting my sis while she was at work. I guessed she was bored too because she replied every stupid message that i sent. HAHAHA. OK, then we met at facebook to chat. AND THAT WAS WHERE I FELL. shitttttttt... after chatting with her i spent the whole afternoon playing facebook, practically all those stupid things that you do on the internet. I mean really stupid, because I wasnt playing games but doing stupid and brainless quizzes! And bored to the extent of making my own quiz. I know I am a little late on that but that kind of thing was never on my pending list. But anyway, what I do is usually very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of crap, I am off to sleep? (maybe not. haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-7717002270473949988?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7717002270473949988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/around-posy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7717002270473949988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/7717002270473949988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/around-posy.html' title='around the posy'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-4136298969206095090</id><published>2009-05-19T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:50:39.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things that never happen are the greatest dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I am in love.. &lt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;with what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fantasy :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-4136298969206095090?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4136298969206095090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-that-never-happen-are-greatest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4136298969206095090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4136298969206095090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-that-never-happen-are-greatest.html' title='things that never happen are the greatest dreams'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-1240462983805763077</id><published>2009-05-08T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:52:04.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY TO MY WORLD</title><content type='html'>It happened at lightning speed. 14.57mins just drove past, now it's the end of the day. The preparations were dry, and the waiting time was long and strenuous. We stood under the sun surrounded with our props. The backstage crew was worse, they were all in black. But, everything went out smoothly; no significant techinical errors, no mistakes in our lines, no prop was at the wrong position. Moreover, our two lead actors had the whole 2SB3(together with their teachers!) come to support our drama. Now it is over. F-I-N-A-L-L-Y. JOY TO MY WORLD. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank everyone for their support. It was a really tough time for me to handle this role because of so much things that is happening to me. I faced a difficult period of fear, frustration, worry and at time I really want to give up. I do not have strong motivation to move on. Now I am so proud I have done it. I know my mother is proud of me too. A few months ago I could not have believed I have tried something new and got it done. Thanks friends for giving me the strength to hold on. I value and appreciate the effort and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I repeat, I do not really care about the achievement. I am happier to know that I have managed to step over this obstacle of a junior college. Well, the MOE is rather dumb. Unlike other performing arts, our results will only be reported after it has gone through thorough admin process by the MOE. So it means we would only know the results next week? HAHA, anyway it does not matter to me anymore. I am going to enjoy my sumptous breakfast tomorrow. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, not forgetting a very happy mother's day on Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-1240462983805763077?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1240462983805763077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-to-my-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1240462983805763077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1240462983805763077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/joy-to-my-world.html' title='JOY TO MY WORLD'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-5672593445357279482</id><published>2009-05-07T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:14:42.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a crane of hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, my sister has the happiest blogskin ever and i have the cutest one, so just like us. So we practically have all the great stuff. Heeheehee :D:D:D OHH, WHATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a particularly high mood now because I am thinking of the SYF tomorrow. Like FINALLY. F-I-N-A-L-L-Y! After going so far, after protesting, after lots of emotional turmoil and crying, we have reached the day! And it doesnt matter to me what the achievement will be, because I just want to be free of this sick and tiring routine. I just want to find back my smile, freedom and free time! And of course the motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck with this book called "Where rainbows end". It is a really fantastic book. I realised apart from studying which makes a huge part of my boring life, I cannot live without storybooks or dramas. Be it Taiwan or Korean Drama(just not the Singapore ones), I would love to get the addiction. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today Ms Ho gave out some essays during GP today. Shockingly I found my 'religion VS science' essay, which apparently i did very well, among the stack. Read it again, and got another shock. I dont know what's wrong with me, sometimes I never can imagine myself writing that well! HAHA. Maybe it depends on the environment, and how fast my brain works. But If you were to ask me to create statements with depth out of nothing verbally, I certainly could not! Am I weird in this sense? Ok, so my point is, if I were given the same question in exam and if I were to attempt it again, I would not do as good as this. What really makes me intelligent? (or have I overlooked myself?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To bed I go now. May I have a good night's sleep, and tomorrow will all be fine.&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/25643022390078561-5672593445357279482?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5672593445357279482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-my-sister-has-happiest-blogskin-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5672593445357279482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5672593445357279482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-my-sister-has-happiest-blogskin-ever.html' title='a crane of hope'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-194971851778098857</id><published>2009-05-06T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:01:16.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMBA</title><content type='html'>I know it's almost 1am and today is effectively not wednesday but I would still refer Wed as today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to the SYF day, not so much because we have prepared so much and I want to know how we perform, but more of ending the torture of having practice almost every day. I have made it so far, tomorrow is the last practice. Endure, Rossellini. (sounds great! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Then during today's practice, our coach, either very emotional after witnessing a very pitiful scenario or attempt to excite our emotions so as to perform better, told us a story after one rehearsal. That made everyone IMBA, especially when he started crying and talked about the little beauty and sparkle in humanity. That was so imba imba imba... suddenly, people all around me got emotional and cried too. Of course I did, as it sparked my painful memory(which still haunts me). So whatever, the emo-ing really worked to some extent. But sorry, I have to make a point that i dislike xxx adding on to coach's speech because I could tell very much that he was trying to force tears out of himself to 'excite'(again) the whole team so that we are forced to think that we should get GWH, G, or whatever. I still think our standard falls under bronze(but maybe its better than this?). I always don't have high expectations for my 'first time'. However whatever the achievement, I would just love the experience, and especially feel proud for enduring the really really bad times. Of course the process does not involve me alone, so after the competition -we- really need to reward ourselves at KBOX! oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all sounds so good.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-194971851778098857?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/194971851778098857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/imba.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/194971851778098857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/194971851778098857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/imba.html' title='IMBA'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-3282349330209471396</id><published>2009-05-01T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:36:17.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOW FILLED WITH HATRED. SORROW. DESPAIR. HOPELESSNESS.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT I WILL DO NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE I'LL BEAT SOMEBODY UP. MAYBE I'LL CURSE.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE I'LL GO CRAZY AND DO LOTS OF THINGS OUT OF YOUR(AND MY) IMAGINATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO SICK. GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT YOU TO GET OUT OF MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT YOU TO GET AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU HATE YOU HATE YOU BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU SHIT YOU F*** YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-3282349330209471396?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3282349330209471396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-am-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3282349330209471396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/3282349330209471396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6531101156377490660</id><published>2009-04-27T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T07:07:27.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know i HATE you</title><content type='html'>I gripped my phone with trepidation. Fear overwhelmed me. The vibration revealed everything. The truth  seized me like a scary monster, its hands are dirty, it is so huge I seemed so small and hopeless. There is nothing I can do(lest everyone else). My life is like a drama, with never-ending torture. Beneath the facade lies the untruthful and ugly side of humanity. I live in constant fear, anxiety, worry. I am afraid of the uncertainties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will understand, no one should understand.&lt;br /&gt;I trust nobody. I trust no one. I dont even trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared, so scared.&lt;br /&gt;I am very very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6531101156377490660?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6531101156377490660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6531101156377490660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6531101156377490660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-i-hate-you.html' title='you know i HATE you'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6295464086103714756</id><published>2009-04-22T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:35:27.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DREAM OF YOU</title><content type='html'>When people tell you that music is good for you, trust them, they're not lying. Now I am infatuated with a few songs! Thinking about them and singing out feel so great. Everyday I talk to Evonne about the song lyrics in school and it really makes me happier. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6295464086103714756?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6295464086103714756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dream-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6295464086103714756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6295464086103714756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dream-of-you.html' title='I DREAM OF YOU'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-4415440789881381505</id><published>2009-04-19T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:28:58.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMBA IS THE NEW WORD!</title><content type='html'>I hate the freaking flame-grilling-burning-hot-and-making-me-feel-like-dying weather. Any time in the afternoon if you step out of house(or even in the house), you'll feel like you're in the Sahara Desert or the pizza furnace. Its becoming a "woe of the day" thing for me. Just yesterday alone i drank more than 2 bottles of iced drinks and ice-cream. Today i had ice-kacang, teh-bing and a huge volume of RIBENA. Gosh, is this global warming?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I feel lucky now. I finally found my social issues package after a hard decision of recognising its 'mysterious disappearance'. Apparently I found it together with the 'sci and tech' package(eons ago thing), hidden among the pile of old magazines and outdated issues of broader perspectives. LOL. This goes to show why it isnt a good idea to hand out the packages early, and why I shouldnt try to keep my stuff. My analogy goes like this: the messier the table/shelve(in other words the more disorganised you are/ or I am), the easier you find your/or rather me things. OKAY. BUT... in a serious attempt to start reading the package, I flipped through to find the seemingly easiest(big words, short article) article to start with, I was horrid to find all the passages lengthy and tiny! Definitely bad for my eyes!  Hmm, I wonder how Evonne manage to spend lunch breaks reading them with ease and pleasure, as seen from her smile, or so I seem. HEEHEE. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, okay, I have decided to start on this first: Loneliness is a Pain. Thank goodness I am not alone in the room. HAHA, or I the article might agonize me. Alright, end the crap. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-4415440789881381505?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4415440789881381505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/imba-is-new-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4415440789881381505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/4415440789881381505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/imba-is-new-word.html' title='IMBA IS THE NEW WORD!'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-9029799087839367626</id><published>2009-04-15T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:55:34.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, lights up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some pictures taken on good friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RlXXJzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/KAICB1MKfDA/s1600-h/3215_72948324149_531459149_1754122_1681234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324930717360531250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RlXXJzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/KAICB1MKfDA/s320/3215_72948324149_531459149_1754122_1681234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RSPRAsI/AAAAAAAAAXM/A9WlS2hxRL4/s1600-h/3215_72948309149_531459149_1754120_3702714_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324930712226300610" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RSPRAsI/AAAAAAAAAXM/A9WlS2hxRL4/s320/3215_72948309149_531459149_1754120_3702714_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool, purple lights =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0Rf7S9-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/8-Xc9ulZW3s/s1600-h/3215_72948239149_531459149_1754108_2302265_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324930715900639202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0Rf7S9-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/8-Xc9ulZW3s/s320/3215_72948239149_531459149_1754108_2302265_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished all that chilli! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RNURIkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/uEj2Wc0J22g/s1600-h/3215_72948249149_531459149_1754109_7889013_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324930710905102914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RNURIkI/AAAAAAAAAW8/uEj2Wc0J22g/s320/3215_72948249149_531459149_1754109_7889013_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought the cheezy meltz was pathetic, so we ordered extra snack. But this is worse. Not only is the service lousy, the food was bad too. :( HAHA Isabella thought of putting this picture up on stomp, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RBzfBAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3zLS_VXzs7c/s1600-h/3215_72948174149_531459149_1754100_2332491_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324930707814810626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RBzfBAI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3zLS_VXzs7c/s320/3215_72948174149_531459149_1754100_2332491_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/25643022390078561-9029799087839367626?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/9029799087839367626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-lights-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/9029799087839367626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/9029799087839367626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-lights-up.html' title='hey, lights up!'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_M7FLYPxqgw4/SeX0RlXXJzI/AAAAAAAAAXU/KAICB1MKfDA/s72-c/3215_72948324149_531459149_1754122_1681234_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-1015557258329589220</id><published>2009-04-14T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:20:45.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>play the music, and the good starts rolling in</title><content type='html'>Happy 18th XUANYI! :D Stay pretty forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more than a series of happy events for the last five days. First ever thing to rejoice over was PW results. Time flies(thankfully) and tada, project work days were over and results were out and i got an A! My first A for the Alvls! Well, generally our cohort did very well, but i still doubt the marking system because some other schools did badly and some obviously didnt get the grades that they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, followed up was a public holiday, on a friday(!), which was worth celebrating. HAHA. So I went to orchard with my sis to chill. Havent been there for a looooong loooong time, and i seriously dislike the ion thing. We had to weave our way through the long passage to get to wisma and it didnt feel good especially when it was raining, and the ground was flooded, and we had to be mindful of our shoes, and there were soo many people it was hard to navigate. Luckily the shops provided something more delightful. Shopped for Xuanyi's present and walked around. We joined in the crazy cotton on sale too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday was my long-waited day. BALLET EXAM. Initially i felt alright(and calm) in the dance studio. But as time passed, my heart beat faster and it seemed to beat faster than running for 2.4km. The examiner kept smiling, and I smiled at her too. But probably that was why I was 'trembling'.. maybe she seemed too friendly? LOL&lt;br /&gt;Sunday FangHui and I went to mediacorp to watch Campus Superstar and to support JiaMin. Got high, blew the whistle, played with the crackers, held banners and had lots of fun shouting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I attended Xuanyi's birthday party at Safra. I felt so crushed on my way there. Had only slept less than 4hrs the night before. Well, it was quite fun, I got my hands on the BBQ stuff, which I havent in a long time, but felt awkward because I dont know most of her friends over there, so the relatives(we) that she invited just stick around each other.&lt;br /&gt;So today I finally attended swim PE. It was great, I swear. Though given a choice i may not want swim PE again, but if I never had a choice I would certainly love the lessons. It was relaxed and fun, no stress. hee. Ooops, but the worse thing that could happen today was leaving my file(extremely important) in the toilet. Damn dumb leh, me. Now im so clueless about homework and datelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, this post is damn long. I regret not writing a few days back. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-1015557258329589220?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1015557258329589220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/play-music-and-good-starts-rolling-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1015557258329589220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/1015557258329589220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/play-music-and-good-starts-rolling-in.html' title='play the music, and the good starts rolling in'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-6225612277415429151</id><published>2009-04-06T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:44:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had the greatest mood swing of the year. Guess what, I hit the jackpot. No swim PE for me tomorrow, and that means climbing up the stairs and down for 20rounds?! Hopefully Chia would not be too mean as to put me in some stupid make-up lessons! Fingers-crossed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H3 was a short lecture and tutorial session which lasted for only 30mins today. Quite cool. Electrophoresis is theory-based. I hope the rest of the syllabus i managable and that i wont continue to be the "persistent lousy student" who insists to be taking the subject despite the grades. grrr. My life is a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry SPA Skill A assessment tomorrow. Exams are my greatest fear now. OK, i need a clear mind, a good memory and probably sweets to keep my awake after the lunch break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should blog more often to improve my command of language(English) and get into the habit of transferring thoughts into words, which can help me greatly in writing. Moreover, it's a breather in between those stressful moments like, studying for your chem SPA (alvls)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-6225612277415429151?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6225612277415429151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-had-greatest-mood-swing-of-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6225612277415429151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/6225612277415429151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-had-greatest-mood-swing-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-5054960688968097099</id><published>2009-04-03T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:42:50.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did someone say HELLO?</title><content type='html'>Sorry for changing the blogskins often. I am still trying out with different ones to find the 'feel'. Haha. I didnt like the last one because of the font you see. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am terribly worried about my GP. I have not passed any other written assignment except for the sci vs religion essay which i put in lots of effort into research. If this continues, and if i fail GP, I'll fail Avlvs and I am going to die! :( :( :( Someone teach me how i can improve?! In terms of command of language, mine is not too bad, but my comprehension is seriously lousy. Hmm, going to work very very ultimately hard to show everyone that I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is 1.40am. I am sleeping later and later. BAd habit.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now then :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-5054960688968097099?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5054960688968097099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-chameleon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5054960688968097099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/5054960688968097099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-chameleon.html' title='did someone say HELLO?'/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-8913182225656043386</id><published>2009-04-01T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:26:50.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sooooooooooooooo happy! I am going to be aunt again! I dont know why i feel so happy about it. HAHAHAHA. But, seriously, it's meant to be a happy event right! Congratulations to my cousin! I hope it is twins! :D :D And i hope that you can cope with the morning sickness and the fatigue you are facing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in london there is a G20 summit protest going on and its taking place along the line of streets where my cousin resides. It sounds so intimidating! I heard that the people are targeting bankers and it is unsafe to walk about in the streets. The company which my cousin works at is also mocked. It's Financial Times, a business paper company.&lt;br /&gt;Their real website is &lt;a href="http://www.ft.com/"&gt;www.ft.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But check this out! &lt;a href="http://www.ft2020.com/"&gt;http://www.ft2020.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the 'mockers' have created a similar website to show unhappiness at FT. But you should really see the difference! The fake website was impressive. It even changed the logo to "financial crimes". There are even really articles which are intentionally written in sarcastic and mocking tones.  LOL. You can really see the effort these people put into making the webpage. I find the fake site more interesting and less intimidating than the real one. Dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The term exams have been a killer. Not many people passed the 2 H2 subjects that we have already taken back. My results are shitty too, but for some subjects i guess it was still ok. At least i passed econs, and that shows that i should hold on to hope. However i was totally disappointed with chemistry! I cant bear to look at the test paper because i may cry! Yea, i know I have passed. But considering my expectations in chem and the effort i put in, I should have hit my target. I lost a stupid 7 marks question because I was unclear of exams' requirements for chemical tests. Apparently i had thought of other methods but proceed with the one i wrote because i was already midway through the question already. And I genuinely got the answer for the last question, the deduction of organic compounds but lost marks in between. Seriously, there were only 2 compounds but more than 4 clues to find!&lt;br /&gt;BIG SIGHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a last note, I admit that I am not supposed to be blogging right now because I need to hand in 30 news articles for resource file but i have only done 7. This is dampening my spirits, cos it means i cant sleep now! :( But hey, my articles were printouts and many were at least 3 pages long, so please pity me! &gt;.&lt; Actually, that is also the reason for my random urge to blog. Like, i need a medium to channel my fustrations and disappointment and excitement, and whatever feelings inside me now.&lt;br /&gt;Cool, now I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to work. Wish me luck. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25643022390078561-8913182225656043386?l=rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8913182225656043386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sooooooooooooooo-happy-i-am-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8913182225656043386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25643022390078561/posts/default/8913182225656043386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossepinkshoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-sooooooooooooooo-happy-i-am-going.html' title=''/><author><name>rosse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00521003853506568540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25643022390078561.post-4937643205944761910</id><published>2009-03-27T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:50:17.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trees with no songs, when will they sing</title><content type='html'>Are challenges made for us to progress emotionally? The only i know is that they give you only two choices, either you go for it, or you take nothing at all. Well, it's up to one to choose the latter but obviously, it does not make sense, because it makes you lose out, left behind and provides a bad landing. So that leaves us with the only choice, which we should go against all odds to achieve. These are challenges, and our lives are filled with them. I prepared to take on so many challenges, but i know they are there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second term marks a very challeging period for me, as well as many other school mates. It is a relief that term exams are over, though I still have to face the uncertainty of getting results. It would be a terrifying experience i swear. I could not do those challening math questions at all. The papers were horrendously demoralising. And now i wonder if i can even pass GP for alevels. But thank goodness we're counting towards the end of some stressful events. My next challenge is the ballet exam, which I am so looking forward too! I am super excited about dancing in the new leotard and chiffon skirt. Oh, i love dancing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SYF would be next on the list. We're not practicing much, as compared to other schools(such as VJC), but i feel that the feeling fades easily as we get more familiarised with the play. However, it's true that if we never make an effort to improve after each practice and tighten the schedule, we might not produce results. I CAN DO IT, I CAN DEFINITELY DO IT. I CANNOT LET PEOPLE DOWN. Coach often praise me, but i don't dare to accept it partly because I am not sure whether that was just an encouragement(esp after the whole dai-drama). Nevertheless, I think i should complain less(it's hard, haha) and start working hard, just like everyone else! Or else i will not catch up! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROSSELLINI, YOU CAN DO IT. COME ON, DO YOU REMEMBER MR CHAN'S MOTIVATING QUOTES? 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