<?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-9108420</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:26:42.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanessa (:</title><subtitle type='html'>vanessa</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>676</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4918077300291309463</id><published>2009-11-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:01:04.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvrDemwVrCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/UtmtiGTjqws/s1600-h/the_horizon_by_m_aa_j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402845633551117346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvrDemwVrCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/UtmtiGTjqws/s320/the_horizon_by_m_aa_j.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fullstop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Someone add a fullstop somewhere to this, pretty please?&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/9108420-4918077300291309463?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4918077300291309463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4918077300291309463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4918077300291309463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4918077300291309463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/11/fullstop.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvrDemwVrCI/AAAAAAAAA4w/UtmtiGTjqws/s72-c/the_horizon_by_m_aa_j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4935327818304083955</id><published>2009-11-04T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:46:55.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvGTpKFp6kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6_a682x8BZQ/s1600-h/The_sky__s_the_limit__by_HarlequinFever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400259763485928002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvGTpKFp6kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6_a682x8BZQ/s320/The_sky__s_the_limit__by_HarlequinFever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There're so many times we can talk about anything under the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Yet there're times I realise we cant connect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Which one are we?&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/9108420-4935327818304083955?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4935327818304083955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4935327818304083955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4935327818304083955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4935327818304083955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/11/therere-so-many-times-we-can-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SvGTpKFp6kI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6_a682x8BZQ/s72-c/The_sky__s_the_limit__by_HarlequinFever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1923008779451192836</id><published>2009-10-29T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:58:59.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SumRWXtuUKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Sle5Yqo0A3o/s1600-h/Waiting_for____by_ryano292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398005441889194146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SumRWXtuUKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Sle5Yqo0A3o/s320/Waiting_for____by_ryano292.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im balancing on my toes over the cliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;because you say one thing and do another.&lt;/span&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/9108420-1923008779451192836?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1923008779451192836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1923008779451192836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1923008779451192836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1923008779451192836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-balancing-on-my-toes-over-cliff.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SumRWXtuUKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Sle5Yqo0A3o/s72-c/Waiting_for____by_ryano292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-57001873852514469</id><published>2009-10-13T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:43:27.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot there was CIC meeting today and I went home today. And then upon facing my mom, she asked me, "I thought u said u were gg to be back home late today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze at the gate for 3 seconds LITERALLY, before screaming "shit!" and started calling huiying -_- Sorry peeepsss Im being irresponsible today argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I am scared. Very, actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-57001873852514469?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/57001873852514469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=57001873852514469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/57001873852514469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/57001873852514469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-forgot-there-was-cic-meeting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2118311914526689959</id><published>2009-10-10T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:06:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Openhouse was yesterday, met sylvia, chatted quite a bit with her :) I miss her! I left school at around 9 plus, I was so afraid of sleeping on the bus and my phone had no battery already too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I bought my VJC pullover, dark red in colour with the words VICTORIA JC sewn onto it. It's really pretty and I got scolded because mom said "you're not going to wear it for long, and the school's name is so big in front I dont know where else you can wear it to." Im like, HELLO not as if Im going to commit a murder and spoil my school reputation right. I'll wear it out still. :) I love the pullover. My daddy and sister said it was nice too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mass dance yesterday was really fun. I danced 8 out of 10 only actually. But all CIC members anyhow dance one. Just blindly following others actions, but well that was really fun too :D I got all sweaty and stinky last night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;There're certain times I wished you'ld understand more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even though this is almost none of my business, it's not things between you and me, but I cant help but get a little irritated at the way you're handling things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think, you handle things like a kid at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You think you're always right, never wrong; what you say counts, what we say dont; you have the last say, and above all, the worst of all too, you actually expect every single person to stand with you and speak up for you when things like that happen. Even when they dont want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I've always looked up to you, in a manner, maybe because it was just natural to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But I thought, this respect in me for how you handle things is sort of disappearing bit by bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You always look at things from your perspective and you fail to realise from other's point of view, things are completely different in their light. From what I saw, well you werent much of what I imagined you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;As much as I hate to admit, Im a little disappointed. But well, it's okay. Everyone has their flaws, I'll accept you for who you are still. But I just thought things would better if you have handled things in a different way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2118311914526689959?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2118311914526689959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2118311914526689959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2118311914526689959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2118311914526689959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/openhouse-was-yesterday-met-sylvia.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8529380091280168310</id><published>2009-10-08T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:39:30.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF ONLY EVERYDAY WAS LIKE TODAY, THE WORLD WILL BE A BETTER PLACE. I'LL SEE MORE SUN AND LESS RAIN. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I went Man Fut Tong today. I was well, late again. :) I wanted to leave home at 845, so that i'll be in time.. but uh, I ended up leaving house at 9, plus I missed the bus. and it ran off straight in my face. Rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Huiying and Kelly waited for me at interchange cus they were late also. And we BRAVED THE STORM to reach MFT haahha. Kelly and I sharedd an umbrella and we were damn scared of thunders and lightnings can. We kept screaming under the umbrella. -_- And so. We arrived there safely, but wet like crazy. My shoes and socks were SQUISHY and I wanted to just remove them. But because it would be damn unsightly, I decided to keep them on -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;During the MFT session it was really hard to get the elderly to talk. The uncle i talked to said "I want to go up theres nothing much here one all these paper no use one.'  :( whine. so sad la its so hard to engage them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Went to change shoes after MFT session. Met up with boony to shop! We went Wisma Far East Tangs Isetan and sat down at Macs jsut for hot fudge icecream and to chitchat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF LIFE WAS THIS RELAXING EVERYDAY, PEOPLE WILL HAVE NO HAIRLOSS, NO DEPRESSION, NO ONE WILL ATTEMPT SUICIDE. LIFE WILL BE LIKE HEAVEN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel quite bad dragging her ard when she has nth to shop for. Haha. Tried on some clothes but they either didnt fit me well or i didnt look good in them. DIET TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got myself a pair of sandals :D haha the design's pretty with little circles on them :) i took boon's advice and took the brown one. I think its nicer than the white one too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;yay, my satisfaction level of life today is 99% hurhurhur. 1% is due to the fact that i look fat in every shit I wear. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8529380091280168310?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8529380091280168310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8529380091280168310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8529380091280168310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8529380091280168310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-only-everyday-was-like-today-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4725042336316095006</id><published>2009-10-06T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:36:52.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed my blogskin! Isnt it pretty ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch the cloudy meatballs movie with sharmaine, weihao, leon, alvin, reuben, moses, kangning and christopher. It was quite funny hahaha. and we camwhored a lot :D I'll wait for shar to upload the photos on facebook :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im reading Harvesting the heart now, it's quite nice. Haha. It's about this girl who ran away from home and into a city. And there she met a doctor, married him, got pregnant and thats all Ive read so far. After that I think there were problems with the marriage or something. I'll continue reading :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SHOPPING WITH BOONYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ON THURS! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. I wna get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pair of nice sandals for gg out/church sometimes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cardigan (mom said mine's old but actly I see no problem with my current one.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VJC jacket :D I want the pullover one! 35 bucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dress :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I realised my hair's pretty long alr yay :D Ive been waiting for so long for my hair to grooooooooooooww.  Okay I better go back to chiong PW, byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4725042336316095006?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4725042336316095006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4725042336316095006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4725042336316095006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4725042336316095006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-changed-my-blogskin-isnt-it-pretty-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7746556722263555070</id><published>2009-10-05T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:22:01.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROMOS ARE OVER :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;/the wind in the underground tunnel was singing your name&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7746556722263555070?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7746556722263555070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7746556722263555070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7746556722263555070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7746556722263555070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/10/promos-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7800396397261509165</id><published>2009-09-23T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:16:04.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SrmtkHpFCqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/PO4USLsGWX4/s1600-h/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384525665536379554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SrmtkHpFCqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/PO4USLsGWX4/s320/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely Tired. Tired with a capital T to emphasise how Tired I am.&lt;br /&gt;GP's on friday.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ON THE OTHER HAND.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy say she'll give me money to shop after promos for my bag shoes and clothes WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;Coooool or Cooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE, date me after promos I NEED TO GO OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely hungry and Im waiting for my sister to be dismissed so that we can go to Macs opposite to eat. I want my fish burger yumm I dont know why I feel like eating fish burger today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7800396397261509165?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7800396397261509165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7800396397261509165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7800396397261509165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7800396397261509165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-extremely-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SrmtkHpFCqI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/PO4USLsGWX4/s72-c/waiting___by_insanelybeautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5962318316649215790</id><published>2009-09-10T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:59:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent posted in a billion years. Im getting lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's school holidays now, though it doesnt really feel like one. We return to school anyway, extra lessons and all. But its good. I need loads of that for preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promos starts to near, im getting more and more tensed up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant get bio facts into my mind for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos is turning me into a nerdy geeky girl who has no life. It's okay! after promos i'll go out and play everyday. hahaha. I should look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did PW ytd, it was great. Had fun watching ppl with weird looks guessing the dialect group of the food. For some weird reasons blogger has been weird, I cant post pictures at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago I had TF camp, and the after effects were = lack of sleep + 21 mosquito bites. ZZZ. We all slept at like 4 in the morning. And the night walk was just scary like crazy. Thank goodness huibin was there to protect me and walk first for the path. If not i'll just freak out and cry there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5962318316649215790?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5962318316649215790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5962318316649215790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5962318316649215790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5962318316649215790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-havent-posted-in-billion-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1599817046186838917</id><published>2009-08-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:30:11.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally im posting agn. Im at granny's place so im more free now. I have promos soon though, on 25 sept. And my cousin Jovi is peeping at this now, so say hi to her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOVI SO KAYPOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1599817046186838917?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1599817046186838917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1599817046186838917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1599817046186838917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1599817046186838917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2934390988586169835</id><published>2009-08-09T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:20:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THIS IS SUPER NICE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeless - Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;*featuring Justin Guarini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby come close let me tell you this&lt;br /&gt;In a whisper my heart says you know it too&lt;br /&gt;Baby we both share a secret wish&lt;br /&gt;And you feel my love reaching out to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it end (no)&lt;br /&gt;Now that you’re right here in my arms where you should stay&lt;br /&gt;Hold tight baby&lt;br /&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it fade out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Just let the moments sweep us both away&lt;br /&gt;Lifting us to where&lt;br /&gt;We both agree&lt;br /&gt;It's just timeless love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see it all baby in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me I know I feel it too (yes I do)&lt;br /&gt;So let's sail away and be forever baby&lt;br /&gt;Where the crystal ocean melts into the sky&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn’t let the moment pass&lt;br /&gt;Making me shiver let’s make it last&lt;br /&gt;Why should we lose it don’t ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;Baby its timeless&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby its timeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timeless&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it fade out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Just let the moments sweep us both away&lt;br /&gt;Lifting us to where&lt;br /&gt;We both agree&lt;br /&gt;It’s just timeless&lt;br /&gt;It’s just timeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2934390988586169835?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2934390988586169835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2934390988586169835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2934390988586169835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2934390988586169835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-super-nice-timeless-kelly.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7419045781044094377</id><published>2009-07-23T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:38:07.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PW sucks officially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Leon and I are still chionging.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i had a fight w clara AGAIN and we invited all the church youths (from 13 to 28, 28 to include a certain person called alvin lin) to be our judge HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;I came up w conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara is LAU ya pok.&lt;br /&gt;She is LAUkokkok.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and she is LAUzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest and Clara's killing me on Sunday ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7419045781044094377?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7419045781044094377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7419045781044094377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7419045781044094377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7419045781044094377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/pw-sucks-officially.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3295653388261162435</id><published>2009-07-18T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:48:45.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such an amazing day I wanted to sleep a little more this morning but i realised I have 1001 things to do. Thus I woke up. Did some YV stuff, met PJ online, and then at 4 I reached church for New converts meeting. at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa they made me answer questions and then I was like WHOAAAAAAAA shit i hate this. Seow Hui was like laughing so much beside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to rush out my EOM now which sucks and I must remember to send weifang my photo later hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I love the CIC board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3295653388261162435?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3295653388261162435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3295653388261162435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3295653388261162435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3295653388261162435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-21988834790963482</id><published>2009-07-13T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:22:15.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SlsYCK7iS0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/pzrYdPPvJH8/s1600-h/vanney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 69px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357902607260207938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SlsYCK7iS0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/pzrYdPPvJH8/s320/vanney.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur I decided to tell u all about amanda and my nick on msn :D&lt;br /&gt;We decided that when we grow up we will not be stupid and argue over small tiny things with our husbands.. we're going to be smart and argue over more intellectual things like.. Sarah Palin and Mccain, or Kuhn and Popper's theory which one works better, or what Descartes said made sense. HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, we were all exam-fried.&lt;br /&gt;I think I havent really recovered from the effects yet, hmm.&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-21988834790963482?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/21988834790963482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=21988834790963482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/21988834790963482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/21988834790963482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/hurhur-i-decided-to-tell-u-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SlsYCK7iS0I/AAAAAAAAA4I/pzrYdPPvJH8/s72-c/vanney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3866023144384569601</id><published>2009-07-11T12:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:51:50.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MID YEARS OVER IM DOING QUIZES FROM MANDY'S BLOG AGN LOVELOVELOVE MANDY TO THE MAX HAHAHAA later im gg out shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd i ate at changing appetites after chem paper w class, then went to catch iceage with boon, WHICH WAS AWESOME (maybe because it was funny and im a total cartoon lover) and shopped ard with dad and mom. and we're buying clothes later WHOOO GSS :D I LOVE U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with d wedding plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know leh. 25-30? depends on when i get a bf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you'll be marrying the person you are with now?&lt;br /&gt;Im single la! ahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. if not, who do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Clara, can i  be my Mrs Lim? (: HAHAHAHAH clara shhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp; best man?&lt;br /&gt;Erm. my bridesmaid.. I dno. My best friend? Bestman.. my future bf's best friend? LOL? i dno la. must be fair if not he complain see i so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY TO TRADITIONAL WEDDING. I'll like beach :D its pretty! just that everyone will get dirty with sand HAHAHA. actually i want field. those with many many long flowers poking up and smiling at u :D super pretty! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;Italy Rome Paris Vienna France. I have a thousand places in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;br /&gt;guests? whoa. so far how i know! family.. ALL MY HAO JIEMEIS :D LOVELOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Will that include your exes?&lt;br /&gt;Haha if we still keep in touch and are quite good friends actually I dont mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Er does the layers mean anything. I dno leh anything. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;br /&gt;Evening with sunset! :D but in late afternoon can camwhore already! hahahaahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Erm. I dont know.. hmm. something.. soft and classical. Like Jaychou secret movie? they always have those nicenice soft piano pieces that are slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon, fork and knife?&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br /&gt;Wine very nice meh the smell is yuccckkky I will make everyone drink my favourite apple juice/cranberryjuice in my wedding. cranberry juice colour is the same as wine la the people can go drink and imagine its wine LOL! if not dont go to my wedding k HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Few days lor. right after like got a lot of things to do.. so rushed for what.. must be like me.. snail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahh money lol. cus im crazy and i want everything to be in a set. my cutlery has to be in a set my bowls all have to look almost the same with the same theme or something. like flowers. okay my future husband's gna hate me. whatever! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;amanda.. im sure you and your bro are a loving pair of siblings. who just daoed him that day? I want.. min 2 max 3? ard there? wth i sound like i selling things. hahha whatever kids are cute :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD?&lt;br /&gt;hahaah i'll just take super lot of photos la! yeah record. haah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;br /&gt;How about.. I dont know. PM go do LOL. since you ask me tag u in quizzes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3866023144384569601?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3866023144384569601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3866023144384569601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3866023144384569601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3866023144384569601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/mid-years-over-im-doing-quizes-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6418344714479132355</id><published>2009-07-09T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:06:50.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>koped from amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, you can't tell lies,&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;haha no. you said I cant tell lies, kuku. So ya my answer’s no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think back six months ago, were you single?&lt;br /&gt;now is what month. July. Oh six months that’s January. ya. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;Handphone and wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't care, do you mean it?&lt;br /&gt;Depends actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?&lt;br /&gt;bad. Im having a crazy headache. Im supposed to study for chem. But I have no mood so I’ll take a break here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something wrong right now?&lt;br /&gt;nope. Im happy with how my life is now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;when will this headache go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes. Of cindy for having smart brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a piggy bank that's actually shaped like a pig?&lt;br /&gt;no. my piggy bank is just a container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to start over with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;(to Amanda: hahah I agree w yr ans actually.) No haha. I think that person and i can still talk and be friends though because its like.. quite… childish to give up friendship over such things. I dont hold anything against that person la. But haha the reason why its here is because I know the chance of the person reading this is like 0.0000001% LOL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know if anyone likes you?&lt;br /&gt;unless its super obvious la. If not.. I don’t think I will &gt;&lt; im quite slow in knowing such things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think so leh. Haha I don’t know. Maybe I am maybe im not. depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you supposed to be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be studying chem.. after this! I PROMISE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love or 1 billion bucks?&lt;br /&gt;true love I guess. Because even if you have 1 billion bucks, it wouldn’t buy you true love. Imagine everyone ard u is fake to u.. whoa so hurting la! Haahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Ya haha which I found a bit amusing. I thought they were blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything you would change about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah there are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to get a tattoo, where and what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;(to mandy: cool idea to get it above yr butt but that would mean you would have to wear low cut jeans and short tees all the time!) I will never get a tattoo, out of question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you cry right now?&lt;br /&gt;over? If something makes me sad now ya I’ll cry la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think about stuff and start crying?&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeah but when I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hold back from saying what you are thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Very often haha. I'm such a liar I even lie to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you okay with the life you live?&lt;br /&gt;yup. :D hahah why make things so difficult for yrself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you told a secret to?&lt;br /&gt;uhm… secret… cannot say.. mandy/tangge (HAHAH u guys know what) shh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;yup! A lot :D big squeezy hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe true love can conquer anything?&lt;br /&gt;actually I don’t know hahha. I think so? If you love that person ya logically speaking you’ll do anything to help the person, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb. Oh. During june camp. Haha. I remember. The second night before sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money did you spend today?&lt;br /&gt;er. 1.20 on two teaeggs HAHAHAHHA cus I had exam then I came home str. So lunch was at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you sitting on right now?&lt;br /&gt;chair. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something you really want right now, be honest.&lt;br /&gt;(Amanda u want me to give u a hug? :D) er. I want to hug my besties. And I want to do well for mid years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about your hair right now?&lt;br /&gt;nth? Lol. Its now held back w a hair band? Ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;did six hours worth of exam papers w breaks in between. And slept when I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive a friend for telling your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be super super angry. But then the time that I take to forgive him or her, will depend on what secret it is, what consequences will there be when a third party knows, who the third party is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone that makes you happy every time you speak with them?&lt;br /&gt;(hahha mandy I know who LOLOLOL.) ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you said you were fine and you really weren't?&lt;br /&gt;Haha today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose birthday is coming up?&lt;br /&gt;boonbin I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;no hahah okay la normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one emotion you are feeling right now?&lt;br /&gt;I need to study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;im eating apples now haah healthy hor HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;asking me to judge myself. Lol. Yeah I think so? SOME PEOPLE say I appear aloof though. SOME PEOPLE don’t know who. Then after knowing me they’re like some chatterbox talk nonstop to me everyday HAHAH. I wonder who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever cheated on someone?&lt;br /&gt;No. Like wth no. I would never do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to send you a text?&lt;br /&gt;[blank blank]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you currently listening to?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHOO GO STUDY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6418344714479132355?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6418344714479132355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6418344714479132355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6418344714479132355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6418344714479132355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/koped-from-amanda-from-now-on-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7932187004515163191</id><published>2009-07-06T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:10:06.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO MY BELOVED FAMILY AND FRIENDS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY SHALL BE THE LAST DAY U SEE ME POST.&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW WILL BE MY FIRST EXAM BIO. AND I HAVENT FINISHED STUDYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOMS DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF YOU WILL BE MISSED DEARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER IS NAGGING BEHIND ME SHIT HER.&lt;br /&gt;VAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7932187004515163191?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7932187004515163191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7932187004515163191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7932187004515163191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7932187004515163191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-my-beloved-family-and-friends-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8564609562808286881</id><published>2009-07-04T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:11:33.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven finish studying and my brain was so saturated that i came here for a break.&lt;br /&gt;Just learnt that clara's ahma stay in the same block as me. Just five floors up. Super cool (: we can study tgt more alr.&lt;br /&gt;Clara got tricked by me ytd btw. Tangge and I ganged up. I told her I have a boyfriend and tangge acted as my bf and she really believed HAHA we're gooooood :D She'll scream when she sees this. the last thing she wants me to do is to post it up on my blog and maluate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brains are fried in geog and bio, geog and bio, and still more geog and bio.&lt;br /&gt;It's true that its a crazy decision to take up both geog and bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio bio bio please get into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling pretty stressed here. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8564609562808286881?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8564609562808286881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8564609562808286881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8564609562808286881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8564609562808286881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7628383588179830248</id><published>2009-06-28T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:18:22.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I must set all the things that I want to do AFTER MIDYEARS so that I look forward to MYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MOVIE MOVIE MOVIE I WNA WATCH ONE BIMBO SHOW ONE COMEDY AND I WNA WATCH HARRY POTTER HAHHAAHA&lt;br /&gt;2. SHOPPPINNNNGGGG&lt;br /&gt;3. BEACH OUTING (shit ive been saying this for very long. YES BEACH OUTING MAN.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i can only think of 3. the rest will come :D bye!&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7628383588179830248?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7628383588179830248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7628383588179830248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7628383588179830248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7628383588179830248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/midddddyearrrrrrrrrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8742466059939778070</id><published>2009-06-23T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T15:37:39.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI im back from camp. actually im back like long ago but ya im only updating now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church camp was pretty much exciting. Of course as usual vanessa the great malued herself in many ways. Like leaving her stupid passport in her luggage. or kenaing some vanessa-pose. or walking into the glass door of the toilet -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the passport incident was super funny la.. cant imagine how blur i am. I left my passport in the luggage, and the best thing is I didnt even realise. And, I didnt realise it by myself, only when isaac said "everyone please make sure yr passport is with u" then i screamed and ran down the bus. -________-  Oh then the vanessa-pose. for the body parts game I kena armpit and cheek w naomi, sigh. thats whyyyyyyyy! then for the walking into glass thing.. there was one night after i bathed.. i was damn kuku.. i walked straight into the glass panel thinking there was nothing there. -_- i was like ouch zomg. sigh so now im like labelled as what, passport girl (by david!), super kuku (by isaac!), vanehneh (by celest!) and the rest of the church guys just LAUGH at the vanessa-pose! &gt;&lt; hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming in less than a week, im getting more and more nervous each day. I cant finish revision! &gt;&lt; and my maths chem is like.. cmi esp maths. geog  haven even really started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Im really feeling retarded. Just now I called pizzahut for delivery. then ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pizzahut staff: Hi thanks for calling pizzahut delivery. Am I speaking to Ms Vanessa Lam now? Is this delivery going to Block...-recites my address-&lt;br /&gt;me: WHOA! how come u know!?&lt;br /&gt;Pizzahut staff: o.o&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGG I FEEL DAMN STUPID. I just went WHOA like that!!!! IN FRONT OF A PIZZAHUT STAFF. obv she knows la last time i call before got record what why i never think of that!? zzzzzzzzzzzz. now she thinks im an idiot. its okay. I WONT SEE HER ANYWAY. AHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8742466059939778070?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8742466059939778070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8742466059939778070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8742466059939778070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8742466059939778070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-im-back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6949897166908995668</id><published>2009-06-08T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:15:46.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was CIC chalet, DAMN DAMN DAMN FUN. Esp bedtime photos spamming was super funny. With kelly's non-stop giggles around me and huiying also cant stop laughing -_- I thought I'll get lost but when i reached there I walked past the windows outside then I saw all the shadows inside jumping up and down and a lot of girls screaming.. so I knew I was at the right place -_- No one's as crazy as CIC girls. I heard they saw a lizard jumping out from the cupboard and Kelly took the corn and just screamed and RAN. hahaahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we barbequed in the evening and we all didnt know how to start fire so the neighbour had to help all the kukus start fire HAHAHA. So pathetic then we bbqed satay otah corn marshmellows chicken wings hot dog and.. i dont know. haha. Damn funny we were camwhoring as we bbqed then we forgot abt the food then in the end one batch turned chaota. I kept using my thongs to threaten ppl.. kiap ppl's nose.. chunyin used his butter brush to threaten ppl.. Oh oh raj was damn funny! HAPPY BDAY RAJESH BTW EVEN THOUGH YOU'LL NEVER SEE THIS HAHA NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;-chunyin and kelly fighting-&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: -dabs a spot of butter on chunyin's shirt&lt;br /&gt;chunyin: OIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII gragghhh have or not? help me see got oil there?&lt;br /&gt;Rajesh: dont have la dont have la come I see.. -holds up chunyin shirt a little- where got.. oh oops i forgot my fingers are oily!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;me and kelly: OMG HAHAHA rajesh damn best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then here's a super funny convo.. cus huiying, kelly, chunyin, jiaying and yuxuan were in the room with me. then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chunyin: You know my friend had endoscopy.. then..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: whats endoscopy?&lt;br /&gt;Me: they put a tube thru your mouth to see whats inside lor.&lt;br /&gt;Chunyin: ya. but my friend's is thru the ass then right..&lt;br /&gt;Kelly: huh put through ass? then put through mouth also? huh?&lt;br /&gt;Chunyin: what the hell you dumb ah put one from ass alr still put from mouth for what then you want the two tubes to connect in your body issit.&lt;br /&gt;Huiying and me: OMG HAHHAHHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then we started laughing HYSTERICALLY at Kelly's stupid idea. Kelly has seriously brought kukuness to a new level Ive always thought Im the kuku-est around. Oh Kelly and I are very amazed at guys' adam's apple  and how it feels like so we went around molesting guys touching their adam's apple then Kehua kept yelling I FEEL SO MOLESTED CAN U ALL GO AWAY ahahhaha and we came to a conclusion that Ciyi's adam's apple alr got eaten up by ______ fill in the blank. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gossiped a lot before we slept! Then we camwhored. I'll post the pics up when i get them from Kelly. I was the first to sleep cus I was damn tired. then one by one they followed. Huiying just said "Okay let's sleep.." then immediately she slept -_- must be damn tired ahahha. Our sleeping positions were totally crazy la. we combined one single bed and one double bed, laid the pillows in between, then chunyin slept on my left but opposite direction, Ciyi slept on my right Kelly was diagonally across me. then Ciyi that pig took up SOOO MUCH SPACE (he curled into S shape) that I had no choice but to curl into S shape so that I can be parallel if not i no space to sleep. then after a while my legs were numb so i pushed myself up and found that kelly's and chunyin's hair were poking my face, esp chunyin cus he's a guy and he has short and spiky hair and he KEEPS M OVING im like totally ARGH in the middle of the night! Yuxuan then woke up and said wlao you all got bitten by mosquitoes?! then huiying said: yaa i just got bitten by one. zzz. So i slept for about, 3 hours? Quite fun though hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we woke up, ate maggi mee for breakfast, Zhiling and Kehua had to go school, Ciyi and Gordon went home, Chunyin went for some NS checkup and he claimed he needs to sleep early cus got some IQ test that determines whether he's a dimwit or not. Kelly and I told him no need do cus they see his face immediately know his IQ is negative already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after eating maggimee, then we started clearing up, then we went to the beach. CAMWHOREEE. Left five girls: Jiayin Huiying Yuxuan Kelly and me. Then we attempted to do jumpshots and a lot of rubbish. I loved the ones we placed the cam on the ground and we looked over it as the sky as bg. damn niceeeee :D MY IDEA OKAY HAHA KELLY KHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went home :D Me and yuxuan chasssssed after the bus then we got on. Then we slept all the way. I was so tired I unknowingly slept on her shoulders hahah poor yuxuan luckily  its not someone else I dont know if not damn paiseh. Then i went home to sleep and here i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE VJ CIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I end off, I have something to declare..&lt;br /&gt;Im officially HERE TO COMPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain SOMEONE has been damn nice to me. Sent a very UNGLAM PHOTO of me (wet and drrooopppy!) after Im baptised to another CERTAIN SOMEONE who is even nicer, put on church bulletin! ): my mother's first reaction was WHY SO UGLY. my sister just kept laughing say UNGLAM. VANESSA IS DAMN GRATEFUL TO THE TWO OF THEM. Cousins somemore, no wonder. okay Im done complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6949897166908995668?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6949897166908995668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6949897166908995668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6949897166908995668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6949897166908995668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-world-ytd-was-cic-chalet-damn-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1319040417177427776</id><published>2009-06-06T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:48:46.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was bare yoursole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 445.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;I had CIC meeting.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with PJ as well.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked a lot while he did a lot oops. But I was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;Saw lewis. He's super hilarious because he knows theres no meeting and he still came anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's CIC chalet. say byebye vanessa have fun.&lt;br /&gt;My brain's officially not working, really.&lt;br /&gt;15-18 june Im not in spore i'll be in church camp in Msia in case I dont blog before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;Dont miss me too much. muacks x one thousand times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because a relationship should be kept going by two parties, not just one alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's pretty pointless if I keep on doing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1319040417177427776?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1319040417177427776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1319040417177427776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1319040417177427776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1319040417177427776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-bare-yoursole.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3607123508750504315</id><published>2009-06-01T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:58:31.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: Green tea&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: My sister&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: [blank blank]&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Endless love- mariah carey&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: When I watched korean drama. The show is called brothers or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: Haha nope.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: Nope. My parents will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Green&lt;br /&gt;13. Red&lt;br /&gt;14. Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried: Many times HAHA&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you: I.. dont think so?&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Ninety percent? Some randomly add me one -_-&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want to have: Haha two.&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you have any pets: Im scared of animals.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name: I like my name as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday: Ermm.. had dinner with xuan! (:&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 9am&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Talking to friends and doing sister's art.&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for: Sleeping more and outings during June holidays!&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: Errr before I started doing this.&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: More time.&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now: nothing?&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Haha nope.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now: Nothing. Im happy now :D&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited webpage: I dont know.. people's blogs? I go bloghopping a lot (:&lt;br /&gt;36. Whats your real name: Vanessa Lam. Ive got no fake name -_-&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: Sadly, there're stupid names like vanehneh and neh neh -_- but there're nicer ones like vanney and ness and the average ones like lammy.&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: Single.&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Aries&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female?: Female ZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;41. Elementary?: Sengkang Primary School, Nanchiau Primary&lt;br /&gt;42. Middle School?: Dunman High, Anderson Sec&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college?: Victoria Junior College&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short: Long.&lt;br /&gt;46. Height: 160 (so sad)&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone?: Im married to xianhui. HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself?: everything. HAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings: mandy u dont have ear piercings meh. erm. I have ear piercings. 2 only :D see i so guai&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: Yucks no hhaah&lt;br /&gt;51. Righty or lefty: right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery: Never had one.&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: when I was.. 11 or 12?&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend: Hahahah I remember. his name was Kenneth Lim and he's my kindergarden friend.&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined: none HAHA&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation: i cant rmb. the earliest i can think of is genting with my entire big big big family. when i was three?&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers: Haha can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating: I ate chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking: nothing.&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to: Finish this and go room watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting on: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids?: Yeah if I get married?&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married?: Let's see if miracles happen. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;66. Career?: Dno ):&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes: Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: Both :D&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: Omg I wanna be taller. 165!!&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: huh. what older or younger. I wna be younger. like preschool. everyday go sch play with play dough and watch teevee. dismissal time, teacher opens the door and mommy will be outside waiting to fetch me home&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: both HAHA&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship. zzz DUH&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant: wlao i dont want both but if reallyyyy have to choose it's troublemaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts: Ya. damn kuku.&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date: EWWWWW NO!&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken someone's heart: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested: Nope&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down: lol ya.&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself: Sometimes. it depends on the situation, really.&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles: Sometimes haha!&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight: NO.&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus: Nope&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: No la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today?: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody?: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: When I was a kid. Like 2 or 3 years old. No need to study. HAHA. And everyday dad would come home and pick me up to go playground. EVERYDAY. Cool not. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?: I dont know.. I cant really remember stuff. Going out with xuan?&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: Uh. Previously I wasnt, maybe now I am.&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: Yup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3607123508750504315?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3607123508750504315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3607123508750504315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3607123508750504315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3607123508750504315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-was-your-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7053186205868809997</id><published>2009-05-30T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:17:34.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world I had a very very nice sleep today! I slept till 9 this morning, and just now I slept for another 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blogged this post so that I can include the name JERALD LAM JIA LE inside so that when he control f to read my blog next time, he finds his name. Where got such people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell sick, but Im feeling better now. Except that my head hurts a little (despite the crazy amount of sleep.) Nowadays weekends are purely for sleeping. Okay and a little doing homework. There's practically no time for revision. Oh i forgot! It's holidays now. Which means I can sleep more :D I hope I'll be able to catch up then. But I'll be.. lazy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having pimple outbreak zomgosh theres one above my lips and Vanessa Lam is very very irritated! -_- Everytime I go toilet with the girls I'll be looking into the mirror and whining "uhhhh huhhh I pimple outbreak leh hooooowwww.." Then they'll all say ITS OKAY BECAUSE I HAVE TOO. Haha. I think its MYE stress, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YV meeting tonight is cancelled, Im secretly rejoicing because me and PJ havent met up yet and Im well aware we SHOULD. Ive emailed him anyway, so yup when he gets to me I guess we will start discussing the details of YV camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive started writing in my own diary and I started my second post by writing "I LOVE XIANNY" and I drew a girl there :D hahahaha she's so happy. Ytd she and cindy crazily ATTEMPTED to give some love advice HAHAHA which I felt was rather amusing :D (sorry darlings!) but yeah man, I think i'll heed those advice cus I dont think I'll know what to do too. Suddenly xianny sounded soooooooooo real and sooo mature. Usually she's the one whining, actually :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7053186205868809997?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7053186205868809997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7053186205868809997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7053186205868809997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7053186205868809997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-world-i-had-very-very-nice-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8967412747738189173</id><published>2009-05-28T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:19:03.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sh6dOLyc73I/AAAAAAAAA4A/3n3BrIbe8IA/s1600-h/ve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340879075116117874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 20px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sh6dOLyc73I/AAAAAAAAA4A/3n3BrIbe8IA/s320/ve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's something wrong with me and amanda HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;We're officially les lol. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my mandy darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanessa&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/9108420-8967412747738189173?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8967412747738189173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8967412747738189173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8967412747738189173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8967412747738189173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-something-wrong-with-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sh6dOLyc73I/AAAAAAAAA4A/3n3BrIbe8IA/s72-c/ve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6658590480089116502</id><published>2009-05-25T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:55:27.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here to summarise what happened within the past few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happiness level in life is currently about 75 % which is relatively high because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My pink pencil case is very cute HAHAHAAH. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;VJC won double soccer champions :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought two hair tie, one red one green with a flower on it and I secretly think (Okay its not that much of a secret anymore, but uh, thats not the pt.) that its quite cute :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I caught a cockroach the other day. Okay fine. I admit its rather small. But point is, I caught a cockroach :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other 25 % is beccauseee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I walked into the glass door on saturday at Plaza Sing and many people saw. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My throat is sore from screaming for soccer guys match today. BUT ITS WORTH IT CUS WE WON AHHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wheres my angel and demon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;vanessa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6658590480089116502?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6658590480089116502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6658590480089116502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6658590480089116502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6658590480089116502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-world-im-here-to-summarise-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4817503484659135574</id><published>2009-05-18T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:46:49.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I WNA WATCH ANGELS AND DEMONS ANGELS AND DEMONS ANGELS AND DEMONS I DONT CARE I DONT CAREEEE.&lt;/span&gt; SOMEONE WHO'S FREE JIO ME OUT LEH I WNA GO WATCH. I READ THE STORYBOOK BEFORE ITS SO NICE BUT NO ONE WATCHING LEH. ): MY SISTER SURE DONT WANT TO WATCH THIS KIND ONE. SHE ONLY INTERESTED IN CARTOONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. TO DADDY LAM (ALVIN BOSTON OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT, I DONT KNOW WHAT NEW NAMES HE HAS FOR HIMSELF) : IF NOBODY JIO ME OUT FOR ANGELS AND DEMONS &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOU HAVE TO BUY THE DVD FOR ME.&lt;/span&gt; U BETTER SECRETLY WISH GOT PPL JIO ME OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VANESSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4817503484659135574?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4817503484659135574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4817503484659135574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4817503484659135574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4817503484659135574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wna-watch-angels-and-demons-angels.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-113539487107450553</id><published>2009-05-16T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T15:09:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg I so want to watch Angels&amp;amp;Demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the storybook one year ago and it was awwwwwwweeesomeee. Nothing to say about that book. Again, it's one of my read-it-or-die book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have no time to watch a movie omg &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im so movie deprived&lt;/span&gt; I think the last time I watched movie was last year dec hols or something. I remember watching Bolt with tangge (YES TANGGE THATS THE LAST MOVIE I WATCHED.) movie deprived kid la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Blame it on MYEs.&lt;/span&gt; Zzzzz. I WANNA WATCH I WANNA WATCH GRAGH Im feel like throwing a tantrum now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry I havent had my lunch and I intend to skip it in an attempt to diet and I'll eat my dinner later before Strings concert. I havent thought of what I want to wear but I think i'll wear my grey-striped spag with short jeans or whatever u call that kind of shorts yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw that day Cindy was very funny because she has this vanilla smell body mist. She sprayed some on herself and on me after we bathed (after P.E- I CANT STAND THE SWEAT ON MY BODY FOR WHOLE DAY) and we both entered the LT for bio lecture smelling like Macdonalds icecream HAHAHA so funny. I should go and search one rafflesia smell one and spray at people who bully me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's exco meeting at dhoby at 5 and Im crashing HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-113539487107450553?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/113539487107450553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=113539487107450553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/113539487107450553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/113539487107450553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-so-want-to-watch-angels-i-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3353158875271014978</id><published>2009-05-09T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:34:38.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for musicfest last night. Didnt really enjoy much cus I was really tired and felt kinda sick. Didnt even go for SLV today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I havent updated my blog in a godzillion years. But life's kinda mundane now, with school so boring. I dont like school -_- the only fun part about school I guess, is talking to people like Manddddyyy hahahaha (MANDY BE HONOURED) I have so much so much to talk to her about. And I still wna go out with xiaoxuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im aching all over. And Im having sorethroat and feeling feverish. Feels horrriblee. And Im yawning so much that Im tearing. And it's only 1.35 pm now. Im so excited about CIC stuff. Hahaha I LOVE CIC WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im getting very tired nowadays. It's not tired as in wanting to sleep or your eyes want to shut by themselves automatically. Im just.. exhausted. Just tired. My mom and dad would probably complain it's due to the "VOLUNTEER WORK YOU GOT YOURSELF INVOLVED IN AND BLAH BLAH BLAH " but I still think it's absolutely worth it. Im sure YV will agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a killing headache and my CIC proposal is not done yet. And board design. And prepare for meeting with PJ later. AAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As time went by, it's not a conscious thing I realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Too little to remember, too much to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3353158875271014978?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3353158875271014978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3353158875271014978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3353158875271014978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3353158875271014978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-for-musicfest-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5874870852406642614</id><published>2009-04-27T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:57:21.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like really tired! everyday stay up to 1 or 2am to finish work. Urggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;Eyebags and black eye rings are a permanent feature on my face now )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5874870852406642614?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5874870852406642614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5874870852406642614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5874870852406642614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5874870852406642614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-43083597461557419</id><published>2009-04-19T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:32:40.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched a video that Yuxuan forwarded to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Im sad! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDAxMzY4NzU5ODkmcHQ9MTI*MDEzNjkyNDIxOCZwPTI2ODg5MSZkPSZnPTEmdD*mbz*3NmRlM2Q4ZWQxMWU*ODU1YjhmNTljZDlmZjkzNmM4NSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;embed name="cultureUnpluggedPlayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/swf/embedplayer.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="video=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/lg/CHICKEN_ALA_CARTE.flv&amp;amp;m=1081&amp;amp;u=0&amp;amp;thumb=http://cdn.cultureunplugged.com/thumbnails/lg/1081.jpg&amp;amp;sURL=http://www.cultureunplugged.com&amp;amp;title=Chicken a la Carte&amp;amp;from=Ferdinand Dimadura" quality="high" salign="b" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 5px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cultureunplugged.com/play/1081/Chicken-a" target="_blank"&gt;View this movie at cultureunplugged.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just compare the lives they lead compared to life in Spore. Because Im guilty of throwing left overs away when I cant finish them, Im feeling even worse. It's just damn sad la wlao i nearly cried when I saw them munching happily away at the leftovers in the bin. ): I think if I were to live in a rural area I'll like most probably die or something. ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;van&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-43083597461557419?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/43083597461557419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=43083597461557419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/43083597461557419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/43083597461557419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-watched-video-that-yuxuan.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7021258067570779188</id><published>2009-04-18T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:45:26.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for YMCA Citibank Youth for Causes interview today with Boon and Yuxuan (we were shortlisted). Christopher came down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the logo and ppt till 230 last night so i was totally a panda this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview.. was okay I guess. But I was so nervous I was trembling cus I saw the stupid timekeeper raising the sign telling me I have 2 minutes left. I was damn scared Boon wont have time to finish la so I just anyhow say, WITHOUT ELABORATING ON MY LOGOOOOOOO AND TATTTOOOO ): I spend zillion years on it maaan. Christopher was so funny. Standing behind judges and showing us signs to ask us to jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another option. Whether we get in or not, we'll carry out the proj. Christopher will get the funds for us. Still.. considering. Haha. I dont mind doing a project like this, since it's gg to be fun and meaningful at the same time, but the thing is.. this proj is a big proj man. It'll include so many sponsors and co-organisers. I wonder if we're able to cope. Then again, Christopher said the whole nursing home will be with us. Maybe we should really consider :D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch at Astons with the girls cus Christopher had to go. Then I went home and was conked out. Slept for like 3 hours straight. Now every little thing in life is like draining energy out of me. I desperately need my sleep during the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7021258067570779188?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7021258067570779188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7021258067570779188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7021258067570779188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7021258067570779188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-for-ymca-citibank-youth-for-causes.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5732686799947770828</id><published>2009-04-13T17:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:32:06.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I havent posted for almost two weeks! Do you miss me HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyyyyy. Life's kinda busy nowadays la. No time blog. I have so many things undone I dont know why Im even here blogging. I need to start working on YV later. If not tio meh hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! today the whole of CIC walked barefooted ard the school! Quite fun la even though it's dirty haha. But it's meaningful la. haha. At first I didnt go barefooted.. or rather, I didnt have the intention to cus I didnt have parental consent ): They say dangerous. But I saw the whole of CIC doing it and I was like, AIYA heck la just go ahead and do it. Be a bit more careful can liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently Ive taken a crazy liking for koko krunch in milk/honeystars in milk! So me and Huiting were queueing up to get milk and honeystars the other day and we argued whether honeystars taste nicer in plain milk or chocolate milk. And she said chocolate milk! Who eats honeystars in chocolate milk hahahaha it just taste and looks weird la! Haha after arguing we decided to be stupid and take a photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SeMEmkDCoTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yO48D1yYxXo/s1600-h/P030409_09.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324104245040030002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SeMEmkDCoTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yO48D1yYxXo/s320/P030409_09.31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see.. MINE'S NORMAL.. honeystars in plain milk and hers is honeystars in chocolate milk HAHAHA :D Lol and I dno what is Mindi doing with that pose at the back hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a few days ago, Rachel treated all of us to california pizza. And as usual being late, I was rushing in the MRT station and.. guess what. I fell -_- MALU LA. ): So yeah now got bruise lor. Recovering alr haha. And Isaac was so mean he said he wanted to press the bruise and purposely make it painful. Hahahaha sorry yangmehmeh I just ruined yr reputation ya :D heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss IP life. Like, a lot. I dont think I was very close to my class la, but still. I dno, i just miss my class and IP life a lot. Like how we gather as a cohort for assemblys with IP1s, talk rubbish during breaks, go each other classes after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For someone who doesnt have much to remember, there seems to be too much for me to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5732686799947770828?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5732686799947770828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5732686799947770828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5732686799947770828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5732686799947770828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-havent-posted-for-almost-two-weeks-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SeMEmkDCoTI/AAAAAAAAA3w/yO48D1yYxXo/s72-c/P030409_09.31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-907915819880350881</id><published>2009-04-01T18:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:48:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's show was so touching. I dno what that show is but it's really really heartwarming. I totally felt like crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a show on this young child, Chantilyn who has a tumour in her brain. Diagnosed when she was 6, and her highest record of taking medicine is taking 40 over diff kinds of medicine a day. And now she takes medicine all by herself. Including those that needs tube. She's currently 9 by the way. And she's half blind because the tumour is pressing onto the optic nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is aware that one day she might just leave. She loves her brother a lot a lot a lot, she brings her brother to school and come back by herself if she has no school. A super independent girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother used to take it badly, she couldnt accept the fact and everything but her daughter, thankfully was her source of motivation. Chantilyn was strong and imagine she didnt even cry la when she had tubes all over her body in hospital. All she did was to cover them up with blanket so that people won't see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's really cute and mature at the same time. When asked whether she was scared, she said ,"I wasnt scared.. aiya.. I dno how to tell u leh. I just wasnt scared. I dno how to tell u la!" So cute haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so, full of hope. When kids are playing in the playground, hospital is her playground. When kids are eating lollipops and munching on candies, she's taking her medicine. When kids are already studying in primary three, she's still at primary one because her studies are affected because she went in and out of hospital. Looking at her, I was just asking myself ytd who am I to complain at times (Im quite grumpy!) She's nine, she helps out at home, she eats medicine by herself (when I need to eat medicine I need my parents to remind me), she takes care of her younger brother. And all these, she does them despite theres a growth in her brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just kinda, felt a bit omg-im-so-ashamed-ahh. But then again Im really glad for Chantilyn because I guess living happily this way, is definitely the best for her and her family. Im proud of her :D Go chantilyn :D (even I dont know u HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-907915819880350881?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/907915819880350881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=907915819880350881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/907915819880350881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/907915819880350881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterdays-show-was-so-touching.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7077079089236039126</id><published>2009-03-27T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:22:02.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helllllllooooo world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachu gave me a veh veh veh veh veh pretty orange daisy today and im super happy because DAISY IS MY FAV FLOWERRR and orange is ONE OF MY FAV COLOURS TOOOO :DD it's reallly pretty heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I treated the girls to jap food at marina square. Haha. Im too lazy to blog.. i'll let photos do the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8LSd43I/AAAAAAAAA24/N-csp-oxJ-Y/s1600-h/P270309_16.17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885778584265586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8LSd43I/AAAAAAAAA24/N-csp-oxJ-Y/s320/P270309_16.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8cawKMI/AAAAAAAAA3A/37QAYeFKIV0/s1600-h/P270309_11.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885783182420162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8cawKMI/AAAAAAAAA3A/37QAYeFKIV0/s320/P270309_11.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowerrr! :D PRETTY RIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8XnxrxI/AAAAAAAAA3I/i6wWY5F2BX8/s1600-h/P240309_21.26%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885781894868754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8XnxrxI/AAAAAAAAA3I/i6wWY5F2BX8/s320/P240309_21.26%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Famous Amos that xuan gave me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8fhVraI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/BAnmoNQ27eM/s1600-h/P270309_19.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885784015351202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8fhVraI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/BAnmoNQ27eM/s320/P270309_19.31%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My two darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8hfh4hI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ZUsUqFvVexc/s1600-h/P270309_20.18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885784544633362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8hfh4hI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ZUsUqFvVexc/s320/P270309_20.18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the J R S V? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScztPsAoxsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZD1d5pLlRYU/s1600-h/P270309_20.25%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317886113785366210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScztPsAoxsI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ZD1d5pLlRYU/s320/P270309_20.25%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to be funny :D I dont eat cherries :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7077079089236039126?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7077079089236039126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7077079089236039126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7077079089236039126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7077079089236039126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/helllllllooooo-world-rachu-gave-me-veh.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Sczs8LSd43I/AAAAAAAAA24/N-csp-oxJ-Y/s72-c/P270309_16.17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2003314022093991265</id><published>2009-03-25T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:27:47.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Scohr66_ZgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/F7CI05Ul6FY/s1600-h/looovee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317099348499064322" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 36px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Scohr66_ZgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/F7CI05Ul6FY/s320/looovee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th birthday Vanessa!&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from our two-persons dinner (our tradition^^)&lt;br /&gt;WheeVannie is a very important person in my life I'll die withouttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;Love you thissssssssss much&lt;br /&gt;Bestfriends forever&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Xuan's blog &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;:D Zomgosh Im turning lesbian ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIC meeting today was fun. I love cic yay. OH and Cindy and Xianhui got me a birthday present haha thanks girls I love it a lot! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninitong's laughter is like.. hilarious. everytime I hear her laughter I wna laugh also la HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.. i shall go do my stuff. Toooodlesss.&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2003314022093991265?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2003314022093991265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2003314022093991265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2003314022093991265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2003314022093991265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-d-happy-17th-birthday-vanessa-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/Scohr66_ZgI/AAAAAAAAA2w/F7CI05Ul6FY/s72-c/looovee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1013558803072065097</id><published>2009-03-24T16:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:43:26.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksssss to the many many many people who have made my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really made this birthday different this time was that many people whom Ive long ago lost contact with wished me happy birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy enning (she's in canada now) sent me an email :D replying her later! And Fiona lee from anderson, and many others Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shld just honour all of yr names here :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIC (for singing that birthday song)&lt;br /&gt;Sissssterrrr Dad Mom!&lt;br /&gt;XXXuuuuuuaaaannnnn :D (for accompanying to dinner! And her famous amos cookies looovee)&lt;br /&gt;Amanda See(for her card!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enning (for her email! I LOVE U ENNING!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sylvia granddaughter hahahah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiona Lee (she was the first to sms me at 12 :D thankss!)&lt;br /&gt;Sheila (thanks sweetie for always supporting me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joann (HI DARLING WE'RE IN THE SAME CLASS SAME CHURCH SAME CCA I LOVE U :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel (THANKSSSS for saying im a PIG JUST NOW!)&lt;br /&gt;Brandon (HAHA sorry for that half melted candle I really had no idea u guys were waiting downstairs for me w the cake!)&lt;br /&gt;Leslie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kompol (haha u're the earliest man, two days before my bday!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wadee &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xianhui (im not vanehneh, i repeat, I AM NOT VANEHNEH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Timo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JinChieh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calvin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boonbin (Thanks for saying happy halfday instead of happy birthday. LOL.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junxian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weijun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda (biaojie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tangge (who is going to be murdered once he reaches spore!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yijun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eduardo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasmin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac (YANG MEH MEH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jaanani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cindy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jiachern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlton (SHORTIE :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shermaine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moses Ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lixuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Louise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meishan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Changqi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As PROMISED to Isaac I will BLOG ABOUT HIM so that he will be touched. He thinks Im weird and I think he's weird. hurhur. I got nth to blog abt him actually, just that he shaved his leg hair today. He admitted it! :D Yang meh meh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BY THE WAY bday dinner w xuan was great. thanks dearie for the cookies I LOVE U HAHAHA lets keep this friendship gg on forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1013558803072065097?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1013558803072065097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1013558803072065097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1013558803072065097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1013558803072065097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-my-17th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8765276854046177334</id><published>2009-03-22T17:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:41:37.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I rose at 7.50 today. And slept back for one hour after I came home from church. Im such a lazy bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Uncle Jerry's sermon on patience today was particularly meaningful, don't know why. After church I met my dad at Kovan to buy back lunch for my sister and mom. Oh and Joann's family got me a Levi's tee for birthday (: Thanks uncle auntie joel and joann! (even though they'll never see, but uh nvm -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting tmr, I cant believe this. One week of holiday is non existent and term two is starting. Before I know Im J2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can smell my mother's glutinous rice from here (she's cooking in the kitchen) and my stomach's rumbling. I love my mom's glutinous rice HAHAAH and my ahma's vegetarian dumplings. Never hear before right! Vegetarian dumplings. My ahma invented it herself, put in mushrooms and a lot of other things that are vegetarian. Super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still reading vanishing acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I havent told you what the book is about, Im telling you now :D  This girl Delia, was 'kidnapped' when she was four. Kidnapped by her own dad but her dad brought her up well and played the role of both a mother and a father. Reason that she was taken away from her mom, was because her mom was an alcoholic and her dad didnt want her to grow up in an environment where she has to fend for herself, instead of her mother protecting her. So.. its more about lawsuit, love and relations within the family. And their true identities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im almost done with the book and it's super nice. Read it or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8765276854046177334?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8765276854046177334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8765276854046177334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8765276854046177334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8765276854046177334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-rose-at-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5969007464723504654</id><published>2009-03-21T21:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T21:28:36.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im reaaaaaaaaaaallly haaapyyy dooodoooodooo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought my new bag! My dad waited for me for sooo long at Peninsula Plaza to accompany to get my bag muahahaha :D He even helped me check out the prices and everything first and the locations of all bag shops. Muaahahhaa Daddy's the ultimate shopper. And the bag's considerably cheap, $25? Its like black and grey/silver I dno how u look at it, checkered design. I think its prettaaaaayeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad Dad got dragged ard by me today. He wouldnt let me pay for my own bag so yay I didnt pay a single cent. Ive always thought Moms were better shoppers than Dads. Theories proven wrong by falsification :D Thats Karl Popper :D Language arts put to use hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I cut my hair! I have like.. fringe that's really short as compared to last time..-_- &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTqRhePCwI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xlF8dvTIU70/s1600-h/P19-03-09_15.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315631046967888642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTqRhePCwI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xlF8dvTIU70/s320/P19-03-09_15.31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My.. horrendous fringe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp5hcVqEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/44aOll5TYSQ/s1600-h/P19-03-09_19.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630634643073090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp5hcVqEI/AAAAAAAAA2I/44aOll5TYSQ/s320/P19-03-09_19.45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's me and my sister. I think we look very different here. My face is dno how much bigger than hers, her eyes are so much bigger than mine ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp5_aCapI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/TVqpxEjvP9c/s1600-h/P130309_09.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630642686487186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp5_aCapI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/TVqpxEjvP9c/s320/P130309_09.27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh thats us at VOG, look at all the braids! I tied most of them :D Thats before I cut my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp6TItO7I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OS-m3Sp9ps8/s1600-h/P130309_09.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630647982504882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp6TItO7I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/OS-m3Sp9ps8/s320/P130309_09.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braidssssssss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp6rQ2peI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AxJlLX85urE/s1600-h/P130309_09.54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315630654459127266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp6rQ2peI/AAAAAAAAA2g/AxJlLX85urE/s320/P130309_09.54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's me and Gra being funny HAHAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love vj :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTp5pyTdrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/_6KIt1Xn46c/s1600-h/P19-03-09_15.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5969007464723504654?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5969007464723504654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5969007464723504654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5969007464723504654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5969007464723504654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-reaaaaaaaaaaallly-haaapyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/ScTqRhePCwI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xlF8dvTIU70/s72-c/P19-03-09_15.31.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2524896258106259181</id><published>2009-03-18T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T16:52:24.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh no Im kinda falling sick. Cough flu and I kinda have the feeling fever's coming.&lt;br /&gt;): I WANNA EAAAAAAT STILL. Im still munching on chocolates, sweets, biscuits, junkies every few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to outgrow that stupid childish habit, for God's sake. Btw, my senior Calvin says Im childish. -_- Nvm, I think he's more childish than me hurhur, aged 18, mental age of 8 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's better than my dad actually. He's aged 48, mental age of 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to blog about an excerpt from a book, song lyrics, a picture every post. I dont know, just random. Talking about song lyrics, Jerald Lam just composed a song by himself and made up the song lyrics. He sent it to me and it was really nice :D I shant put it up here in case he wants to include it in his ALLLBUMMM next time HAHAHAH. Or maybe he can slowly serenade his girlfriend next time HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;...It took me a lifetime to realise things don't get lost if they don't have value-you don't miss what you don't care about.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;"Vanishing Acts" by Jodi Picoult&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Mmm, a very interesting sentence. There're so many things to learn as I read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2524896258106259181?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2524896258106259181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2524896258106259181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2524896258106259181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2524896258106259181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-no-im-kinda-falling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6566340786878470216</id><published>2009-03-16T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:34:13.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't exist in this world without leaving a piece of yourself behind. There are concrete paths, like credit card receipts and appointment calendars and promises you've made to others. There are microscopic clues, like fingerprints, that stay invisible unless you know how to look for them. But even in the absence of any of this, there's scent. We live in a cloud that moves with us as we check e-mail and jog and carpool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;"Vanishing Acts" by Jodi Picoult&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;How very true. It appears right on the first chapter of Vanishing Acts and it got my eyes glued to every sentence of the book.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway. Bad news, both me and my friend Zien didnt make it to g8 of piano, but it's okay because at least I tried. I wasnt particularly upset over the results as compared to my parents (I think?), because I was the one who took the exam and I kinda knew how badly I screwed up inside the studio. BUT it's not the end, Im not even planning to work in music industry, right now piano's for pure leisure purposes so... g7 it is then. A nice grade eight would have been better though. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holidays are getting non-existent. I have workshop tomorrow and CPR workshop on thursday(all medsoc members), and after CPR workshop Im going for birthday buffet with parents and aunt, on friday I have CIC the whole day at sentosa. Jonathan said its CIC INVESTITURE LOL. -_- Saturday I have lessons and YV meeting at evening at SMU, Sunday there's church and lunch with Joann and her family(Her parents are really nice to celebrate my birthday for me :D Vanessa is sooo loved haahhah). Im thankful there's no weird camps though. There's hardly enough time for studying already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BY THE WAY BY THE WAY. There's something I so have to tell u guys about! The stayover at Rachu's place was awwweesome :D Im so glad all four of us can spend time talking camwhoring and doing stupid things together like how we used to! :D We took a lot of pictures that uh.. are not supposed to be shown to be others cus it's too unglammmm. We finished Yes man, Wild child, She's the man and watched the Hua yang shao niang shao nu show. hahah. Oh we ate bimbibap or whatever way u spell it -_- yeah and it was fun :D and at night we ate chips with yoghurt. Haha I never tried that. Doritoes dipped in yoghurt, nice. haha. Too bad sheila had to go early cus she has guitar camp today. If not it would be perfect! So Joann, Rachu and I spread our sleeping bags in her room and started talking and gossipping till 2.30 or 3.00 in the morning after watching movies. Then we fell asleep.. and woke up at 1030? Ate breakfast at 11 plus and I left at ard 1145.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder when's the next time we can have something like that again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tangge's flying on 26th march. I think I'll miss his crap -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;van&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6566340786878470216?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6566340786878470216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6566340786878470216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6566340786878470216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6566340786878470216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-cant-exist-in-this-world-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3665724649015834250</id><published>2009-03-14T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:57:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With uh, I dont know. There seems to be endless things to be completed. My mom's nagging nonstop now. Cus Im blogging. Cant stand her omg. Nag nag nag nag nag nag nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was VOG by the way :D I tied 7 girls' hair. Braiding. If I collect two bucks from each person I can earn 14 bucks and go buy how many cones of icecream already :D I tied two french braids for myself behind (Hahaha and stupid Kenn said I looked like kindergarden kid, idiotic Lo Keng said I look like FRENCH MAID. &amp;amp;^%$^$#%^% Nice friends.) I tied two for Xianhui, Joann and Sheila too. Tied one for Ashley, Gou Qiao, JieQi, Gracilia. I tied different kind of hairstyle for sharyn. Dont know how to describe here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored using Xianhui's phone and my phone and Wanqing's cam! Soooooo I'll get the photos from Wanqing and post it up here soon. They're really pretty HAHAHAA. We did jump shots and a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Amelie Poulain says:&lt;br /&gt;so whatcha doing? i got homework in front of me that i dont want to touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VANESSA. is super HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY : DD says:&lt;br /&gt;blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelie Poulain says:&lt;br /&gt;haha ya hor, havent visited suicidelove in a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairy Gorilla's IRRITATING. haahaha. Btw he said he wants to name his daughter Charltonia Alexandra when he's Charlton Alexander. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Sounds like some countryside old maid name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Im going for sleepover at Rachu's hse tmr! The first time I slept over at someone's hse is Xuan's hse. Ask Xuan and she'll vividly remember WHY I had to go to her place to sleep -_- Tmr's different! Movie maaaaaaarathon and gossiping session ahahhaah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's school holidays for a week, should I paint my toenails agaaain? :D Like, I dont know, like pink? Or something daring like black? Or wild crazy like neon green. Neon green nails look scary. But I dont know why I bought that colour. Impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, I've to start saving up. Brokeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3665724649015834250?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3665724649015834250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3665724649015834250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3665724649015834250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3665724649015834250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1127372792142770899</id><published>2009-03-11T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:40:08.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg give me some breathing space and stop breathing down my neck at every single thing I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I KNOW WHAT IM DOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1127372792142770899?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1127372792142770899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1127372792142770899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1127372792142770899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1127372792142770899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg-give-me-some-breathing-space-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4224394774023847531</id><published>2009-03-09T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:38:37.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just received a call from Tracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I passed the interview, so I'm in YV committee now :D I'll be planning programmes. I think it's going to be fun. And I'll learn many things, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between this year and last year, many things have happened. It's not a big hoo-ha thing, but it did affect me quite a bit at first I must say. Some of you should roughly know what Im talking about hahahha. But it's okay la. When I smsed Sylvia happy birthday last night, we talked for a while, and I realised all these made me grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I buried myself in work and got myself involved in many many other things. But it is also through this, I found my passion and what Im really happy doing in life. I realised I actually enjoyed YVIP volunteer attachment a lot, interacting with the clients, getting to know them better, letting them know we care and they're not ostracised, overcoming my initial fear of them, and being together with friends who are also volunteers there, knowing that we're all there for a common cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's really worried Im taking up too many things at one go, CIC, Culinary, Medsoc, YV and studies. She kept asking "what do you benefit from it?" I kinda feel that it's not just all about yourself benefiting in every situation. Studies ARE important, there's no denying of that statement. I am still currently working hard on my studies, setting targets and everything. But sometimes it's a little tiring to keep on reaching for targets, but uh well, I guess I just have to keep on going. I keep telling myself as long as I try my best, it's okay. Because at the end of the day, I can say to myself "I've tried my best, there's nothing I can do. It's my best results already." If I were to drop one of them, it would be Culinary, I guess. Sorry but my interest in cooking is not as much as the interest in volunteering. Cooking's just for fun :D I'll never give up on CIC, Medsoc and YV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really glad now. Finally I learnt what's the meaning of "Everything happens for a reason."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo, go YV! Continue helping :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a reflection-post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4224394774023847531?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4224394774023847531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4224394774023847531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4224394774023847531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4224394774023847531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-received-call-from-tracy.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2156967471058242865</id><published>2009-03-06T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:40:41.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi peeeople.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to update again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off with good news :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Im so proud of Rachu and myself; we both got into CIC! (: yay. I thought I kinda screwed up CIC interview quite a bit. But ah, Im glad to be in all the same! Congrats to Yuxuan too :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Ive been nominated to be a YV team facilitator, exactly what I've always wanted. I kinda miss YVIP. Uh for those who dont know whats YVIP, it's YOUTH VOLUNTEER INVOLVEMENT PROGRAMME. Like, we go there and help and volunteer to help the needy. Whee, thankssssssss shawn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means. Im in CIC, Culinary and Med soc. Hmm. Im thankful piano's out of my schedule now. Piano's just for leisure now, no more lessons (: Bye grade eight. I see my cert flying off to the sky. Ive been keeping track and trying to organise what I do everyday.. so.. things are not so screwed (I hope I dont have to add in the word "yet".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let's continue with blogging. I shall be random and blog about whatever that comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lemuel knows my angel! and he refused to tell me ): But I so badly want to know. haha. And Lemuel said I have STONE FACE when I dont talk/smile! How is that possssibblleeexzxzxz. lol. He was like, "Uhh I heard you talked a lot! I heard from vivian." I was like o.O&lt;br /&gt;4. My angel's super sweet :D I shall write a letter to her later! I think I'll give my blog url to my angel so that she can come here and tag!&lt;br /&gt;5. My mortal's nice too, but he's SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SLOW in replying letters!&lt;br /&gt;6. I love 09S31! I think we're a super random and fun class. Hahaha Im glad im in this class, though I kinda miss 07V12 now. All the stupid lame jokes by the guys in class last time.&lt;br /&gt;7. Rechelle's sooooooo sick she actually carries condoms around with her wherever she go. And fishes them out to make people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sheila went to cut bangs in China and she looks so cute now hahahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;9. I want a new phone. I want it WHITE. Me and xuan agrees pink phones looks too bimbo and black too manly. So I want my phone to be whiteeee. And she has her emporio armani! Omg my new phone is coming on Tuesday so happpieexzxzxz. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;10. I shrank! Im 1.59m and 48.7 kg now. Though lighter but I shrank, SO WHATS THE POINTTTT. If my sister grows two more cm Im dead, Im officially 10cm shorter than her, and if that happens I so wna jump down and die and say goodbye. Eh the order is wrong. I mean say goodbye then jump down and die. How to die already then say goodbye. Okay crap.&lt;br /&gt;11. I braided Amanda's (Lim), ShennLinn's, Shermaine's, Ashley's, Xianhui's today in the com lab! Me and Xianhui have a vision: By the end of one year, pony tails will be out of fashion as all VJ girls will follow OUR trend of  braiding our hair! Cool right :D HAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;12. Im feeling guilty because I just watched an hour of television.&lt;br /&gt;13. My grandmother actually thinks I eat very little?! And she thinks putting contacts is scary.&lt;br /&gt;14. My grandmother was very funny. She asked me how much money I will give my mother in future and what age I want to get married. My answer? That's right! My skin so thick, I told her, " Aiya mama I got one hundred guys waiting for me never mind. I can work first then marry later then have kids later. Relax relax."&lt;br /&gt;15. My sister got two super sweet suitors HAHAHAHAHA DENYS LAM RIGHT WHO AH WHO AH. :D And she's only 14 leh wlao I 17 also nobody like that to me before la. I have a feeling IM getting bashed up later, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;16. Rachel Ong and Sheila Koh Anthony JUST realised I changed my specs and Im very sad by this fact. Keyword: JUST. Beyond hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people, hello books. Im sad, the maths lecturer is &lt;a href="mailto:*&amp;amp;^%$#@$#%^%"&gt;*&amp;amp;^%$#@$#%^%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; okay never mind no comments. VJ people will understand -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2156967471058242865?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2156967471058242865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2156967471058242865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2156967471058242865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2156967471058242865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-peeeople.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5876482435980290915</id><published>2009-02-28T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:37:49.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised to the kuku who misheard my blog address as SUICIDELOVE...&lt;br /&gt;(and went 'why so emo?' -_-)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seow Chun Yong the crazy guy from my sub OG needs yourrrrrrrrrr help! He's running for SC soooooooooo he needs all of your support. Gogogoogogo support him kay (: He'll be grateful to all of you and he promised everyone a cup of starbucks coffee if you guys vote for him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay crazy man, Ive done my job! Mission accomplished :D&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5876482435980290915?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5876482435980290915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5876482435980290915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5876482435980290915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5876482435980290915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-promised-to-kuku-who-misheard-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4870835071548490230</id><published>2009-02-28T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:51:51.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for HME again! This time I worked in Base camp with vivien/vivian whatever way u spell her name hahaha and a few other direct snrs who refused to tell me their names -_-. One said Barney then suddenly dno why become Ken, then one called Weiliang or sth then suddenly got one Sam pop out. Never mind, Im confused totally. Poof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun there, SOCIALISING..... neglecting things LOL. And then the walkie talkie thing was DAMN FUNNY la! Ken/Barney attempted to sing that hokkien song using walkie talkie to entertain other groups who are still doing their HME -_- kuku! Haha. Mrs Teo was like ?!?! o.O?!?! And they way Weiliang uses the walkie talkie is like -_- There was one point in time he was really exasperated cus he repeated the msg soooo many times, he just went, "Arrrrrrrghhhhh. Base. camp. to. all. groups, we. do. not. have. alcohol. swabs, glucose. strips. cholesterol. strips. gloves. anymore. SOOO. please. do. not. ask. anymore. Thank. you. Over." Oh my god I laugh like mad. Aiya it's not funny here but in real life right u shld see the attitude it's super funny. So we were just like really fooling around towards the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Vivian knows abt Jefffffffffreeeeeyyy thing lol o.O wonder who told her hahahhaha she refused to tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im yawning, cant believe it, when I just napped for 45 mins. I shld finish up Geog homework! Oh no ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. My sister's birthday's tmr, if I have a fountain/swimming pool/sea I'll dunk her in right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short note to Denys Lam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET FOURTEEN MY DEAR LITTLE SISTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You've added great value to my life! Buying me packets and packets of chocolate pocky to make me happy and being the funny one of the family! :D Please, for goodness sake, stop growing and let me be at least of the same height as you, I AM BEING LAUGHED BY MANY YOU KNOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sidetrack a bit, Im starting to sound like MrLim Cher Chuan) You know everytime we go out right, when people talk to my mother, they will go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Others: -points at sis- ehhh? thats your elder daughter ah? Wah long&lt;br /&gt;time never see her, change a lot hor!&lt;br /&gt;Me: -_____________- auntie Im elder daughter I know I very short la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAUU. -_- Grrrr. &lt;a href="mailto:^%$#@%"&gt;^%$#@%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;* SO IRRITATING YOU KNOW! I used to be A LOT TALLER THAN MY SISTER. She kanasai since dno when she shoooooooooooooot all the way up. I DIDNT SHRINK! She shoooooooooooooooot. I should hammer her head down -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway! Continue continue, despite of our height difference, you are still forever like some young kuku FOREVER DEPENDING ON ME MOM AND DAD HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sidetrack a bit sidetrack a bit ah, LOL.) Those who know me well will know Im some total direction idiot. But little do you know my sister is more of an direction idiot than me! HAHAHAAHA. DENYS LAM JIA JIN I REVEALED YR SECRETS SORRY KIDDDDOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Back to topic. And yes! Have a happy birthday, STAY HAPPPYYY and continue worshipping your sister okay! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.s. I love/admire your sister a lot too HAHAHAAHHAHAH I think my sister's gg nuts right now ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ceased to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because in the end, it's all about crying and saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4870835071548490230?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4870835071548490230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4870835071548490230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4870835071548490230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4870835071548490230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-766345344076189846</id><published>2009-02-26T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:15:40.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha 09S31 is horny and made me crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;xianhui loves YIYING.            we’re after the same rainbow’s end says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;so imma nipple?&lt;br /&gt;*Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;so imma nipple?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HBL? nah… Its just another excuse for me to watch dramas =D says:&lt;br /&gt;*m18 content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*r21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;(aqueous) eambardo                                                          Happy HBL Day! (crash crash crash) says:&lt;br /&gt;*DERIVATIVE *FAINTS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;VANESSA.                               ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;*eh no maths tutorial ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*zomg so addictiveeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAHAHHAHAAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*no tutorial dont do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*so you differentiate noob&lt;br /&gt;*you get nooblet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;(aqueous) eambardo                                                          Happy HBL Day! (crash crash crash) says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*AHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;*yupppppp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xianhui loves YIYING.            we’re after the same rainbow’s end says:&lt;br /&gt;*hahahahha omg WTH LOUIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*i intergrate nooblet get noob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;*you differentiate nooblet you get booblet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*so if i intergrate louis…..i get boob?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HBL? nah… Its just another excuse for me to watch dramas =D says:&lt;br /&gt;*much gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHHAHHAAHHAHAAHAHHAHHAHAHHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;*you differentiate booblet&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*YES SHANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HBL? nah… Its just another excuse for me to watch dramas =D says:&lt;br /&gt;*ur crazy over maths sias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;(aqueous) eambardo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Happy HBL Day! (crash crash crash) says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHHAAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ccff;"&gt;xianhui loves YIYING.            we’re after the same rainbow’s end says:&lt;br /&gt;*i add booblete plus nipple i get LOUIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lou - is considering his options carefully says:&lt;br /&gt;*you get nipple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;VANESSA.                               ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;*NO integrate boob u get booblet, then u get nooblet, then u get noob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ SHANE: HELLO ALVIN IM RECHELLE says:&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHAHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00ff00;"&gt;jaan says:&lt;br /&gt;*nipple plus booblet is NIBBLET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;(aqueous) eambardo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;Happy HBL Day! (crash &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;crash crash) says:&lt;br /&gt;*booblet + nipplet = louis&lt;br /&gt;*AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff00ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-766345344076189846?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/766345344076189846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=766345344076189846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/766345344076189846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/766345344076189846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahahaha-09s31-is-horny-and-made-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6980680724976347622</id><published>2009-02-26T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:14:11.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today HBL. Life suckssssssssxzxzxz. Because I have HBL + diarrhoea (AGAIN) my diarrhoea second time in this year.  BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a plus plus point here. So fast and 1 kg's off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I sound like slimming agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Just now was really fun. We had like mass convo for dno how many people and s31 were crapping la. I love 09S31 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching My Little Bride. Damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6980680724976347622?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6980680724976347622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6980680724976347622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6980680724976347622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6980680724976347622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8980310713543962698</id><published>2009-02-21T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:54:33.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SaAViDnQDTI/AAAAAAAAA14/sGvPUQfqE9Y/s1600-h/dad%27s+crap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305264035872116018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SaAViDnQDTI/AAAAAAAAA14/sGvPUQfqE9Y/s320/dad%27s+crap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who dont know how crappy my dad is, read this man. He sent it to me. &lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;^%$#$@$#%"&gt;&amp;amp;^%$#$@$#%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That lame guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8980310713543962698?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8980310713543962698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8980310713543962698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8980310713543962698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8980310713543962698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-those-who-dont-know-how-crappy-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SaAViDnQDTI/AAAAAAAAA14/sGvPUQfqE9Y/s72-c/dad%27s+crap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3757567985493007787</id><published>2009-02-21T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:32:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went for Health Mapping exercise thing which was 9 - 6. Tiring, but meaningful and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my piano exam the other day, totally screwed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im keeping this post short cus Im really tired, and I have PW due tonight, and the wire 3D model due soon, other assignments from other teachers, church tmr, and tuition tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's kinda getting busy but Im starting to like it this way (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3757567985493007787?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3757567985493007787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3757567985493007787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3757567985493007787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3757567985493007787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8740935979764130917</id><published>2009-02-18T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:49:45.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My unconditional/undying love for Amanda HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DONT MISS ME TMR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today i was slping in the canteen okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;you know before i go kop your food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i was slping there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no i wont dont worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and ask all the guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;dont miss me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;your presence is negligible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;are u serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yes i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;see i how serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tmr the whole sch wont concentrate for lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;no exclamation marks or smileys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cus they all miss me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;u know it man, come on amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;unless its in my subconscious then i will only realise it tmr\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. ALLORIX ALFIE IS LOVE : D says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lol we shld post this convo on blog damn funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yeah then i will confess my undying true love on friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda secretly loves me but she dare not confess to me till friday. ACCEPT THE FACT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;Sad love story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I think I kinda played too much piano or studied too much aural. So dead for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8740935979764130917?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8740935979764130917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8740935979764130917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8740935979764130917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8740935979764130917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-unconditionalundying-love-for-amanda.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1909035016667205658</id><published>2009-02-18T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:45:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can either call it day of suicide, or day of liberation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Zien just came over to my place to practise piano, and when she tested me scales I realised my diminished and dominant 7th cannot make it. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my second piece is like rubbish okay I cant play the last part fluently, the first piece the octaves are blurred somehow. Okay Im just ranting on and on to myself ignore me but sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont think I'll pass. I started piano at 5, Im 17 now taking grade 8. 12 years of piano, it's all going to be gone if tomorrow I dont pass. Cus I dont wna retake my grade eight alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1909035016667205658?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1909035016667205658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1909035016667205658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1909035016667205658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1909035016667205658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-444523245217566414</id><published>2009-02-16T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:44:23.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been thinking and pondering over certain issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Life's too unpredictable sometimes. Really, really, unpredictable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile and stay strong, because he would have wanted it that way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;van&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-444523245217566414?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/444523245217566414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=444523245217566414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/444523245217566414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/444523245217566414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/ive-been-thinking-and-pondering-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7883997679303629204</id><published>2009-02-15T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:26:54.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by Mandyyyyyyyy. (idiot -_- hahaha but quizzes are fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.explain your relationship status:&lt;br /&gt;Single and unavailable cus I dont feel like getting into a relationship now? haha. (Mandy what does single and available, with terms and conditions mean -_- guy must be shuai? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name the lyric from the last song you listened to:&lt;br /&gt;River flows in your heart or sth like that. It's piano only -_- no lyrics leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what did you wear today?&lt;br /&gt;Short jeans and a sleeveless top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. do you wear contact lenses or glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. how many pillows are there on your bed?&lt;br /&gt;One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you doing after this?&lt;br /&gt;Pianoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Ip zone/samuel and kevin. I dno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like to me?&lt;br /&gt;Wth? what does this mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. which one of your cousins is closest to you in age?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda. TAN. not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. do you like hugs?&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.If one day YingHui hugged you, what will you react?&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to change Yinghui;s name to amanda or issit supposed to remain like that. Er if yinghui hug me i'll be like o.O cus I only saw her once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.are you a loud person?&lt;br /&gt;Loud with my friends. Quiet with strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 is deleted by gaoxin! (directly copied from YingHui, amanda.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is one thing you would love to happen tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda your answer is hilarious, but no, I wouldnt like someone to call and ask me that stupid question. I would love.. to perfect my second piece. And learn that river flows in your heart song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. would your parents be mad if you came home smashed?&lt;br /&gt;Smashed.. meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. have you ever had a crush on your friend or classmate?&lt;br /&gt;lol duh -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. does it matter to you if your bf/gf smokes/drinks?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. and. I wont get together with a smoker okay. So it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know. Amanda lor. HAHAHAHAAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. is there a guy/girl that knows everything or mostly every thing about you?&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. yeah. I think lol. Including girls la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. who was that last person you had a phone call longer than 7 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. My calls usu last lesser than 5 minutes cus I dont like to talk on telephone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. how often do you say something without thinking?&lt;br /&gt;I dno. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. have you ever hugged someone because you know you will never have a chance to hug him/her again? And who is she or he?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. would you ever dye your hair blonde?&lt;br /&gt;No. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. is something bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;A little la, like what mandy said, nobody's trouble free. except kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. has anyone ever told you that you're pretty?&lt;br /&gt;Ya and Im still think they're always trying to just irritate me haha though they claim they are nice people who do not, RIGHT JERALD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. do you believe that you will change for someone?&lt;br /&gt;If I really like him? and there's no choice? But the chance is like 0.000000001% cus I still believe I'll find someone who loves me for who I am! :D BEAUTY OF LOVE HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. what time woke you up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;9.06 yawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. would you go back in time to change something?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Though I've made mistakes, or did things not well enough, but hey thats life rigggght. I mean live on and get over with it. Dont repeat same mistake lor. I love the way I live my life. No regrets, nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. is it hard leaving people behind?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. what are you emo-ing for?&lt;br /&gt;Im not emoing for anything now. But I was on uh, bbq day. which is.. friday? yeah. Cus the seaside and the mood and wah, omg so sad. and Im not saying what issit over, again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. who was the last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;Mom i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what was the last thing you spent your money on?&lt;br /&gt;Ear stick -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. is there one song that reminds you of the whole summer?&lt;br /&gt;No summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. what are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Doing this quiz lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. can you handle things well?&lt;br /&gt;I dno. Depending on what things la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. how's your life recently?&lt;br /&gt;Haha erm, relatively okay? I love my OG, I love my class, and Im still keeping in touch with my old friends from IP, like amanda see, rachel sheila, and of course xuannie who isnt even in the same sch as me. Ive been organising my schedule quite well so everything's fine and proper. Im a perfectionist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. when's the last time you did something you knew was wrong but you insist doing it?&lt;br /&gt;When me and zien jay walked across the road just now? HAHAHA isnt it wrong to jaywalk :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. do you hate being alone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Especially during meals and shopping ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. where were you last night?&lt;br /&gt;At home. How pathetic. VALENTINES LEH. Nvm its okay next time  me and zien shall spend valentines day together. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. what did you do?&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. think back to the last person you held hands with, would you kiss that person?&lt;br /&gt;Hanna? or was it Jiangmei? either way, NO! hahaha im straight okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. when did you started blogging?&lt;br /&gt;p6 i think lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.are you drifting away from any friends?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Yeah. I think so. 2 or maybe 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. what are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;my sister's talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. what are you doing tonight?&lt;br /&gt;sleep la. night time dont sleep do what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. does the last person who put their arm around you mean anything to you?&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember who's the last one who did that to me leh. But i think shld be one of my OG friends ba, like jiangmei or hanna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. are you wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;No I'm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. do you have anything in your pockets right now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. who's your last text from?&lt;br /&gt;Zien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. how long is your text used to be?&lt;br /&gt;Umm it varies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. ever kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;lol duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. thinking of someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;elmo considered? haha okay la dont have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;Haha a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. who was the last person to sit on your lap?&lt;br /&gt;my sister i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. where were you at 3pm yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Erm at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. did you go to sleep last night smiling?&lt;br /&gt;no, why wld i SMILE on a pathetic vday when i had to go for piano lessons &lt;a href="mailto:^%$%$#@$#$"&gt;^%$%$#@$#$&lt;/a&gt;^^&amp;amp; to chiong for my piano exams ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. anyone told you a scandal this week?&lt;br /&gt;eh no. eh yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. when was the last time you throw away something?&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. can you play any instrument besides piano?&lt;br /&gt;I played a teeny bit of viola last time. now i forgot everything. i only know basic notes lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. list down 10 ppl you wish to sabo&lt;br /&gt;amanda u dno how to count ah. they say TEN LEH. why only me sia!&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's MY SISTER, jerald, xiaoxuan, and anyone who wants to do this. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7883997679303629204?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7883997679303629204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7883997679303629204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7883997679303629204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7883997679303629204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-mandyyyyyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-513631935466563048</id><published>2009-02-15T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:06:52.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BORRREEEDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim zi en is beside me hahahah :D Ya and she cant believe I know who's benedict lau LOL. Uhhhhh. Piano sucks aural sucks. She just said that. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had our try-out at My Inspiration music school just now. And I think Im so going to die okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just realised I know her friend Kangwei and he was very fat last time HAHAHAHHAHA. We are both too shocked for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-513631935466563048?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/513631935466563048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=513631935466563048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/513631935466563048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/513631935466563048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-world-im-borrreeedd.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1187442586850914114</id><published>2009-02-14T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:11:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIVE MORE DAYS TO EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to improve, still omg. Aural sucks, declared by Lim Zi En and Vanessa Lam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im some lousy pianist who can play only exam pieces and nth else. I wna learn more! After exams, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made my specs! Its black. Haha. And Im bringing my contacts for servicing so that means no contacts for the next three to four days? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much people who gave me all the Valentines' day presents! I love you all :D I feel so guilty for s31 la, I didnt get anything at all cus I reached home at like 9 plus, and I went last minute shopping for Vday. Cus everytime I think of Vday I'll like, procrastinate and keep on thinking "Vday's still a long way ahead." I should reallllyy stop this. So I managed to only get for a few people. ): Everything was so rushed man I should stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe it, it's a pretty Valentines' day and Im spending my day at piano teacher's hse and doing tuition work. Sho shadddxzxzxz. Im not even spending my day with seexuanxzxzxz la. Anw, dad and mom were crapping abt Vday and our whole family was laughing like siao. Nvm, private joke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still cant forget what Reuben said in GP lesson, "CHOOSE LOVE NOT ABUSE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1187442586850914114?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1187442586850914114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1187442586850914114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1187442586850914114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1187442586850914114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/five-more-days-to-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5707131327900492792</id><published>2009-02-09T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:16:22.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my timetable today. Quite okay. As compared to others. Quite evenly spread out. Like my friend charlton right, his timetable is like really... &amp;amp;*(&lt;a href="mailto:^@!^%$"&gt;^@!^%$&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;* got nothing to say. He ends at 12 plus, and he has to stay back till 4 plus for PE. Like.. wtf. -_- Charlton's my new haojiemeixzxzxzxz cus he is super nice to bully and tease hahaha. And I bet he's like only 1.5 sth m and he claims he's 1.6 sth. Omg evolutionary gorilla la that gayshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I signed up for CIC, CT and Culinary! (: On top of my medical soc and academic commitments I shall try to balance all, if i manage to get into all. But I really reaaaaally think CIC and CT's gna be nice yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my class people are nice. (: I like my class. Whoo. Go s31 :D Let's see what names I remember. Shane, Xuan Hao, Louis, Xianhui, Christopher, Joann, Aqila, Mindi, Cindy, Huiting, Fiona, Moses.. err... errr. -_- Nevermind. I give up. I must remember to bring stuff to clean and deco my classroom tmr. Hurhur. Yes and thermometer, I need to message Xianhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vday's coming! I havent thought of what to give on Valentines day to my friends, zomg. ): I dont feel like giving roses cus roses are... common, not very pretty anyway -_- Unique things are always nicer. I dno why sooo many people give roses on valentines day and whats the link between red roses and valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent seen xuan in a loooooooong time I miss her! Oh, mandy tagged me wait. Here's the quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Real name : Vanessa Lam Jia Ai (got real name fake name meh. )&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s) : Vanehneh, cheechee (thanks to OG), Vanney&lt;br /&gt;003. Star sign : Aries&lt;br /&gt;004. Male or female : Female&lt;br /&gt;005. Elementary : SKPS, NCPS&lt;br /&gt;006. Middle School : DHS, AndSS&lt;br /&gt;007. High School : VJC :D love!&lt;br /&gt;008. Hair color : Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;009. Long or short : Long lol.&lt;br /&gt;010. Loud or Quiet : Loouuudd&lt;br /&gt;011. Sweats or Jeans : Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;012. Phone or Camera : Can I have both pretty please?&lt;br /&gt;013. Health freak : SO TOTALLY NOT.&lt;br /&gt;014. Drink or Smoke? : No, ew. I dont like people who drink or smoke.&lt;br /&gt;015. Do you have a crush on someone? : Nopee!&lt;br /&gt;016. Eat or Drink : I agree w amanda, what kinda qn is this?!&lt;br /&gt;017. Piercings : On my ears?&lt;br /&gt;018. Tattoos : Ouch, no!&lt;br /&gt;019. Been in an airplane : Yup&lt;br /&gt;020. Been in a relationship : Haha guess yourself lor. Correct no prize.&lt;br /&gt;021. Been in a car accident : Nooppee.&lt;br /&gt;022. Been in a fist fight : Nope :D me and my sister kick each other though :D&lt;br /&gt;023. First piercing : When I was.. p6? S1?&lt;br /&gt;024. First best friend : Some guy named Kenneth Lim. Hahahha we everyday fold origami together damn fun :D&lt;br /&gt;025. First award : Lol second in class for p1.&lt;br /&gt;026. First crush : Is it a when or who question? My first crush was a stupid one in P2 :D&lt;br /&gt;028. First vacation : Somewhere in malaysia i think.&lt;br /&gt;029. Last person you talked to : My mom.&lt;br /&gt;030. Last person you texted : Charlton the bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;031. Last person(s) you watched a movie with : Aunt and sister&lt;br /&gt;032. Last food you ate : Dinner -&gt; Fish beehoon&lt;br /&gt;033. Last movie you watched : Looong ago sia. Chihuahua LOL.&lt;br /&gt;034. Last song you listened to : Bleeding love&lt;br /&gt;035. Last thing you bought : Pau in sch HAHA&lt;br /&gt;036. Last person you hugged : My sister just hugged me, asshole. she wanted me to write her name.&lt;br /&gt;037. Favourite food : chocolate :D&lt;br /&gt;038. Favourite drinks : oreo iceblend, lemon tea!&lt;br /&gt;039. Favourite Clothing : short jeans, long jeans, whatever. Basically, whatever that doesnt make me look fat.&lt;br /&gt;040. Favourite Books : Stephanie Meyer. Jodi picoult. &lt;br /&gt;041. Favourite Music : Mariah Carey, Leona Lewis,  Chris Brown, Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;042. Favourite Flower : I like many many flowers! But I still prefer daisies and sunflowers. Pink daisies are pretty!&lt;br /&gt;043. Favourite Colors : Red and black is the new love. Gold. Green. Silver.&lt;br /&gt;044. Favourite Movies : Any comedy :D&lt;br /&gt;045. Favourite Positions : What position. Ya I agree w mandy. Sounds wrong.&lt;br /&gt;046. Favourite Subjects : School? If talking was a subject I would like it. Okay no. Er. I dno -_-&lt;br /&gt;Mark those that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;047. [ ] I've kissed in the snow (Rights, no snow in singapore in the first place!)&lt;br /&gt;048. [ ] I've celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;049. [ ] I've had my heart broken&lt;br /&gt;050. [ ] I've went over the minutes on my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;051. [ ] I've had someone questioned my sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;052. [ ] I've came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;053. [ ] I've gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;054. [ ] I've had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;055. [*] I've done something I've regretted&lt;br /&gt;056. [ ] I've broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;057. [*] I hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;058. [* ] I pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;059. [] I've met someone who changed your life. &lt;br /&gt;060. [*] I've pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;061. [*] I've left the country&lt;br /&gt;062. [*] I've tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;063. [*] I've cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;064. [ ] I ran a mile (What the hell no.)&lt;br /&gt;065. [*] I went to the beach with your best friend(s) (YESSHHHXZXZ RIGHT XUAN)&lt;br /&gt;066. [] I've stayed single the whole year&lt;br /&gt;067. Currently Eating : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;068. Currently Drinking : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;069. I'm about to : Answer this question. (OMG good ans amanda HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;070. Currently Listening to : My sister talking.&lt;br /&gt;071. Plans for today : ZZZZ sleep lor.&lt;br /&gt;072. Currently Waiting for : Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;073. Want kids? : Yeah, one boy one girl :D SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;074. Want to get married? : Wow you expect me to have kids without getting married, that's equivalent to suicide because my parents will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;075. Careers in mind : Dno.&lt;br /&gt;What's better about the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;076. Lips or eyes : Can I have both.&lt;br /&gt;077. Shorter or taller? : Taller dude. UNLIKE SOME GAYSHIT (who haven finish evolving) WHO'S ONLY 1.5 STH STH STH&lt;br /&gt;078. Romantic or spontaneous : Can I choose both too HAHA&lt;br /&gt;079. Nice stomach or nice arms : Stomach. Tummy for guys turn me off TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;080. Sensitive or loud : Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;081. Hook-up or relationship : Relationship duh.&lt;br /&gt;082. Trouble-maker or hesitant : the guy cant be hesitant cus Im not a decisive person. At the same time he cant be a troublemaker cus Im already one :D&lt;br /&gt;083. Lost glasses/contacts : Lost. Wth reminds me of my MISSING BAG?!&lt;br /&gt;084. Ran away from home : Yeah. Once. I went to Xuan's hse last year for one night to cry my eyes out. but that will be the first and last time. It's not really considered running away from home. I told my parents I'll be going there alr anyway.&lt;br /&gt;085. Hold a gun/knife for self defense : No?! (Amanda u're violent la!)&lt;br /&gt;086. Killed somebody : No duh!&lt;br /&gt;087. Broken someone's heart : I dont think so ba. Maybe my parents.&lt;br /&gt;088. Been arrested : Nope!&lt;br /&gt;089. Cried when someone died : Nope&lt;br /&gt;090. Do you believe in yourself : Yeah.. I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;091. Do you believe in miracles : At times lol.&lt;br /&gt;092. Do you believe in love at first sight : No.&lt;br /&gt;093. Do you believe in heaven : I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;094. Do you believe in Santa Claus : I did, when I was young :D&lt;br /&gt;095. Do you believe in sex on the first date : Yucks la grossss! Kiss on first date I'll kick that guy's ass alr.&lt;br /&gt;096. Do you believe in kiss on the first date : No.&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there one person you want to be with right now? : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life? : I'm happy with life now, but I guess theres always room for better achievements in life :D&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God : Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid long quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5707131327900492792?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5707131327900492792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5707131327900492792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5707131327900492792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5707131327900492792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-to-all-i-received-my-timetable-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8428995810637706836</id><published>2009-02-07T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:03:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay here to blog again. SO many things to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;FIRST OF ALL. I MUST STRESS TO ALL ALFIE PEOPLE, MY BLOG IS SEASIDELOVE.BLOGSPOT.COM, NOT SUICIDELOVE.BLOGSPOT.COM OR SUICIDAL OR ANYTHING EMO. My block is 240 btw (thats Jingwei's joke, hurhur.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Esplanade roof terrace to eat the night before ytd, and there were HELL lot of cockroaches around hiding. I was screaming like some nutty girl and running across the concrete tiles. Me and Kat went to scare Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (to Kat): Let's scare felicia.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kat: o.O Felicia. Omg. Omg. Felicia, OMG. -points at her legs, eeeeee!-&lt;br /&gt;Felicia: What? AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! -starts running around like crazy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg damn funny. But I fell for that stupid trick when Chunyong tricked me. So Im equally dumb -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I finally found someone lamer than my dad. Like, SERIOUSLY LAME. Jingwei's lamer than my dad, im serious. I think Alfie should like, compile one classic book of Jingwei's lame jokes and sell it for charity. Sure earn lots of money. When I said it was lame, he'll hobble ard and say he's not lame. When I said "I have more than one bag.", he pointed to his BACK and said he only had ONE. When suzanna said "We have to go in pairs", he said "I went with apples". It took me a moment to realise he was talking abt pears and apples. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we shared a lot of stupid lame jokes at the airport. Very funny lol. btw my mom and my ahma cannot stop nagging at me at the way i walk. They say very gangsterish. -_- and Charlton cant stop teasing me abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went Fountain of Wealth, danced and cheered like shit. Took photos with andersonnians and I forgot how to sing anderson song. AND i saw DHS friends! haha. I was totally lost in the dance la HAHA. Omg my mom's nagging at me. I shall blog abt orientation a bit more another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALFIE IS LOVE. Repeat after me, alfie is love. BYE! Oh. So is elmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8428995810637706836?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8428995810637706836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8428995810637706836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8428995810637706836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8428995810637706836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-here-to-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3120087729298196664</id><published>2009-02-04T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:16:39.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurhurhurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick updates on orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost my entire bag. Wth right. I lost it in my IP2 class. Someone must have took it cus I put tgt with Joann's bag and Joann's bag was there. Wth. So Victorians, if you guys see any grey and pink bag return to me please thanks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think OG dinner was damn funny. We played stupid retarded games like Fuzzywuzzy, MRT station, How many angels, Bang bang game. Daaaaaaaaaamn funny. We were laughing like stupid idiots outside subway.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cabbed back on the way home with Renee, Hananannaannana, Charlton, and Chunyong. And Hanananananana and Chunyong smartly heard my blog name as SUICIDE LOVE. Chunyong went, WHY SO EMO? -_- argh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im having muscleaches, aw. Tomorrow's wet games.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like my OG cus a lot of people live near me, all Serangoon, Kovan, Hougang, Little India, HAHAHAHA No more loneliness :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dont know whether I shld go for Suntec mass dance cus ahma bday celebration on that day too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chunyong tied a SPAGHETTI to my ponytail -_-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me and Felicia used Jiangmei's legs as pillows under the sun and slept. And poor Jiangmei got sunburnt and she's like Rudolph the red nose reindeer now. HAHAH.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sucking paper with straw is difficult. Trying to hold the ends of the spaghetti with your mouth with the other person doing the same thing at the other end of the spaghetti is disgusting. And funny. We ended up laughing before starting the game.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allorix Alfie is love :D GO A3 hehheh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;van&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3120087729298196664?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3120087729298196664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3120087729298196664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3120087729298196664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3120087729298196664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/hurhurhurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3942872505252488155</id><published>2009-02-02T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:33:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was orientation.&lt;br /&gt;My leg feels better. In fact boonbin says I dont look injured at all :D But it's a bit painful thats all. When I walk lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in Alorix, Alfie. A3. SO COOL :D Anyway. I got to know many new J1s and I thought I had at least an IP friend by my side for orientation but Gao Tian Ju mia-ed halfway -_- Then we skipped all the subject indepth thing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im damn bored. And Im too tired to talk about everything in orientation. So too bad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano's coming sooon. Go practise. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL PASS GRADE EIGHT. (: I SHALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3942872505252488155?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3942872505252488155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3942872505252488155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3942872505252488155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3942872505252488155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8824029614983804437</id><published>2009-02-01T21:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:54:32.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel.. old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like, really old. Seventeen! Okay technically Im still sixteen since my birthday's not here yet. But I want to remain fourteen forever. I want to remain at ten forever. I want to go back to the days I was 5, attending kindergarden with my friends. I remember being bullied in school in P1. There was this naughty boy called Kenrick who shot staplers into my ponytail from behind everyday, and there was this boy named Ziwei who kicked my legs and hit my arms whenever he saw me. Mom went to confront them and gave them a warning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wanted to grow up to get more authority to do this and do that when I was younger. But I just realised being mom's and dad's little baby is still nicer than trying to be independent, sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im like officially J1, I DONT WANT. CAN I BE PRIMARY ONE INSTEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just.. looking through some old photos in the com and I realised how funny me and Xuan were like when we were younger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont have my p6 photos with me now but I can assure you they're damn funny HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how we looked like 2 years back. At her place mugging for EOYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgooSYrKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xp6jnQDNYK8/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297817156541000866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgooSYrKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xp6jnQDNYK8/s320/Image106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWhFbm3C6I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/h9qZ77y6ooQ/s1600-h/Image108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297817651353422754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWhFbm3C6I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/h9qZ77y6ooQ/s320/Image108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgpFPh1HI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/uwKAwN4aSd4/s1600-h/Image107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297817164313646194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgpFPh1HI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/uwKAwN4aSd4/s320/Image107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgodaSoII/AAAAAAAAA1A/6UfR9gx52U0/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297817153621368962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgodaSoII/AAAAAAAAA1A/6UfR9gx52U0/s320/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fooling around during breaks.. gah. Studying session was half screwed, duh, who can study with THE SEE XUAN around. HAHAHAHA. But it was quite fun la. I remembered we did maths!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgnJmddfI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MNJ6zWC2aM4/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297817131123832306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgnJmddfI/AAAAAAAAA0w/MNJ6zWC2aM4/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was what, when I was IP2 start of the year? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a more recent photo of ours. Like, 2 or 3 weeks ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWkkuklKbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/FQLi5YgcaMU/s1600-h/1929_2726857796881354694_9428_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297821487554963890" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWkkuklKbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/FQLi5YgcaMU/s320/1929_2726857796881354694_9428_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, ending this perfect post with a perfect picture of Miss See :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's gonna kill me now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWhoebaPzI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dwkjh5F27Rc/s1600-h/WARP(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297818253406125874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWhoebaPzI/AAAAAAAAA1o/dwkjh5F27Rc/s320/WARP(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know what her darling Melle will say if he sees this hurhur.&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/9108420-8824029614983804437?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8824029614983804437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8824029614983804437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8824029614983804437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8824029614983804437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SYWgooSYrKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xp6jnQDNYK8/s72-c/Image106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3594617082897798428</id><published>2009-02-01T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:53:55.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoooxzxzx world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped my book on my left leg just now. Ouch -_-Accident prone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for church this morning, ate lunch w Joann and her dad. I think through church Ive learnt many many things. I dont know. Never mind. Im in some.. deep thinking mode now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. Snapping out of my world to reality, tomorrow's orientation for all J1s! But since Ive sprained my leg Im going in slippers I guess ): Heck. My OGL called me this morning, Im in Alorix. Or issit Allorix or Alloorix or SOMETHING LIKE THAT. Starts with A. Joann's in Volux. Ah boon in Reydar. Get IP people to sabo him hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's falling sick. Dad Mom are sick. I am half sick with flu.&lt;br /&gt;I hope orientation wont be too stupid. Some of the games are stupid -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3594617082897798428?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3594617082897798428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3594617082897798428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3594617082897798428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3594617082897798428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoooxzxzx-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4738730244357633712</id><published>2009-01-31T14:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:42:42.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Im a walking disaster. Because I think I sprained my leg -_- my right ankle. I was on the way going for piano, and then I uh kinda nearly fell towards my right side so all my weight was shifted to my right ankle in an awkward position ARGH I dno how to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. When I was walking home, ON THAT SAME STUPID ROAD, I nearly fell again, this time on my LEFT ankle. But still.. my right ankle hurts more. My left ankle seems fine somehow. IMMUNE to sprains -_- My right ankle's a bit swollen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I sprained my ankle before history paper, another time during Thailand trip, once during firedrill. And once when I was p3 when I was climbing stairs to hall. Oh my god ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me Im normal, please. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really painful but I refuse to see doctor for a stupid sprain! As usual it shall heal after a few days. I think one day I will fall and sprain my leg till it breaks. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins Joel and Jolene are coming over soon, byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4738730244357633712?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4738730244357633712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4738730244357633712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4738730244357633712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4738730244357633712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2036910095111312595</id><published>2009-01-28T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:16:50.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy new year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im putting on so much weight. Both sides granny cooked so much -_- and there were SO MANY GOODIES! And my auntie was telling me how much calories each goodies had. I was like, Omg -_- argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jerald Lam Jia Le the stupid fat pig&lt;/strong&gt; was constantly irritating me at mama house as usual. Poking me every few seconds when Im EATING. [Later your tangmei choke and die how!] Putting on my belt and posing stupid photos, I MUST UPLOAD IT HERE. Saying things like, "Wahlau theres no handsome guy for me to take photos here, oh wait, there's a mirror there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________- Tell me I dont know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur, I've gotten my favourite songs Hero and Bleeding Love :D Weijun downloaded it for me and he thinks I should be VERY VERY grateful to him because his friend Valerie was very very very grateful to him when he downloaded one song for her. And he downloaded two for me so that means I need to kowtow and thank him. POOOOOOOOOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hero - Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a hero&lt;br /&gt;If you look inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of what you are&lt;br /&gt;There's an answer&lt;br /&gt;If you reach into your soul&lt;br /&gt;And the sorrow that you know&lt;br /&gt;Will melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And then a hero comes along&lt;br /&gt;With the strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;And you cast your fears aside&lt;br /&gt;And you know you can survive&lt;br /&gt;So when you feel like hope is gone&lt;br /&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see the truth&lt;br /&gt;That a hero lies in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long road&lt;br /&gt;When you face your world alone&lt;br /&gt;No one reaches out a hand&lt;br /&gt;For you to hold&lt;br /&gt;You can find love&lt;br /&gt;If you search within yourself&lt;br /&gt;And the emptiness you felt&lt;br /&gt;Will disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are hard to follow&lt;br /&gt;But don't let anyone&lt;br /&gt;Tear them away&lt;br /&gt;Hold on&lt;br /&gt;There will be tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;In time&lt;br /&gt;You'll find the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven bathe yet -_- Need to bathe. And sleep. Nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look inside you and be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2036910095111312595?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2036910095111312595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2036910095111312595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2036910095111312595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2036910095111312595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-im-putting-on-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3733325660129120469</id><published>2009-01-25T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:04:30.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few more minutes to new year, Im watching teevee, at the same time blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Did I tell you guys about the new night dress I bought :D It's sesame street, with Elmo, Cookie Monster, Oscar and.. uh. some creature that I dont know. Not very important, so long as Elmo is there :D My sister bought a total cookie monster one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH ONE MORE THING. My weight went down by 1 kg :D Dieting plan worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mom cooked reunion dinner for all of us. We all helped. I mixed the mayonnaise with prawns and helped to arrange the veggies. My mom was complaining, "You're a girl! And you can't even cook rice at your age, you should learn lah! Ought to be shameful of yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more minutes to 12. And I just heard some firecrackers and sparklers. [Im damn scared of the firecrackers and sparklers -_-] Countdown should be beginning soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im quite obsessed with Paint My Love by Michael Learns to Rock nowadays. Classic oldies sounds nice sometimes really. And That's Why by the same band. :D My dad's favourite too, I think. It keeps playing in my mind, over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back to SunLove. AND I MISS NICOLE. NICNEHNEH WHR ARE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 12, happy chinese new year people, recession gna affect all kids' angpow intake. Tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3733325660129120469?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3733325660129120469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3733325660129120469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3733325660129120469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3733325660129120469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-more-minutes-to-new-year-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7972167527814207886</id><published>2009-01-24T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:18:36.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made an amazing discovery today! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised my ahgong looked like Qi Yu Wu when he was younger, serious! hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's not around already though, he died when my mom was seventeen, which means I never got to see him. But I kinda feel this weird bond between me and him, I dont know why. Maybe because my mom always tell me how nice and how good he was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was looking for photos (I bought frames from IKEA to hang my sister's and my baby photos up on the wall.) so here I thought I'll just scan in my grandparents wedding photo so u can see how much he looked like Qi Yu Wu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNsauF2sI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/oqiEJPmF7Xw/s1600-h/img014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294770474898021058" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNsauF2sI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/oqiEJPmF7Xw/s320/img014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cover the eyes, I think he looks pretty much like him :D Charming hor hahaha :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish he's still around today, anyway here are the photos of me and my sis when we were kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNshlooaI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/fuLZp5QOKdo/s1600-h/img007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294770476741599650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNshlooaI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/fuLZp5QOKdo/s320/img007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken outside grandma hse when I was young :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNs6x0lHI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RCHz-WALSJE/s1600-h/img012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294770483503600754" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNs6x0lHI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RCHz-WALSJE/s320/img012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cameraman made me do this pose -_- But I kinda found it amusing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNs9PV_fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZLrKYbV9DS4/s1600-h/img006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294770484164296178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNs9PV_fI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZLrKYbV9DS4/s320/img006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my sister riding the wooden horse. Cute hor hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7972167527814207886?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7972167527814207886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7972167527814207886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7972167527814207886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7972167527814207886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-made-amazing-discovery-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SXrNsauF2sI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/oqiEJPmF7Xw/s72-c/img014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3989555652256967781</id><published>2009-01-20T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:10:38.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How about this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/213480/"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/213480/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the colourful words contrasting the background! I never heard the song Fences before though, neither have I heard of the band Paramore &gt;&lt; But who cares I like the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3989555652256967781?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3989555652256967781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3989555652256967781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3989555652256967781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3989555652256967781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-about-this-d-httpblogskins.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-250962099051491153</id><published>2009-01-20T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:44:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go to school today, was sick in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway anyway. I finished twilight! I WANT TO READ BOOK TWO. Haha. I think Edward Cullen's soooooo sweet la. Like just to protect Bella he does everything; no wonder sylvia was saying  things like I WANT A VAMPIRE BF and you're my brand of heroin. Which was quoted from the book itself. But I think it's quite sad to have a vampire bf because he'll always stay young and you'll always grow old &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading twilight series Im reading Lord of the Rings series, and maybe Eragon :D Im starting to find.. many many nice and meaningful quotes from storybooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books books books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom brought me out for shopping at tampines the other day, didnt buy much, she wanted me to try a white shirt at The Box but apparently she couldnt find the shirt alr. I bought two spag tops from Cotton On. I'll wear the red inside and the black outside, red and black is the new love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I constantly change my favourite colours hehheh. I painted my nails natural pink btw, and Chua Jia Chern, pink nails are not bimbotic idiot, it's a light light light natural nail pink. So it's PRETTY. Dont come begging for me to paint your nails the same pink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing my blogskin.. should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Even reading can be painful for me sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-250962099051491153?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/250962099051491153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=250962099051491153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/250962099051491153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/250962099051491153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-didnt-go-to-school-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2942175898130511900</id><published>2009-01-19T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:56:54.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im going back to listening all the chinese songs suddenly. Like those super old bands that I used to listen. FIR SHE lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I need to prepare my med soc debate thing. Nowadays I just feel like going straight home after school and be a good girl and practise my piano. Cus my piano exam date's out, and it's on 19 feb, sheila's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant play my first piece well enough, my octaves are always wrong, either that I play them too softly and timidly because Im scared I'll land on wrong notes. My second piece is okay except I always mix up the sections, stupid! Third piece.. last page always stop. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Im quite dead. It's just a dream to pass g8 la. And to think my parents want me to go on to diploma. ): Im so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Whatever it takes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2942175898130511900?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2942175898130511900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2942175898130511900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2942175898130511900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2942175898130511900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-going-back-to-listening-all-chinese.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1652530154156379730</id><published>2009-01-18T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:58:43.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DECIDED TO UNPRIVATE MY BLOG CUS TOO LITTLE PEOPLE TAGGING ): SO, BOTTOM LINE: TAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1652530154156379730?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1652530154156379730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1652530154156379730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1652530154156379730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1652530154156379730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-decided-to-unprivate-my-blog-cus-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8083284777829675205</id><published>2009-01-16T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:54:08.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've found a bible verse, in which I found it rather.. meaningful and true.&lt;br /&gt;I shall share it here, it's in the book of Ecclesiastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everything there is a season,&lt;br /&gt;And a time for every matter under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born, and a time to die;&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill, and a time to heal;&lt;br /&gt;A time to break down, and a time to build up;&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep, and a time to laugh;&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn, and a time to dance;&lt;br /&gt;A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;br /&gt;A time to seek, and a time to lose;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep, and a time to throw away;&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear, and a time to sew;&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;&lt;br /&gt;A time to love, and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;A time for war, and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, there's a time for everything. And it's time to pick myself up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8083284777829675205?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8083284777829675205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8083284777829675205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8083284777829675205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8083284777829675205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-found-bible-verse-in-which-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1084071270090815179</id><published>2009-01-15T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:40:48.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like curling up and die away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im bored, here waiting for Med Soc to start.&lt;br /&gt;They're playing cards and Im not interested.&lt;br /&gt;Ticktock ticktock, please go faster mr clock ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1084071270090815179?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1084071270090815179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1084071270090815179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1084071270090815179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1084071270090815179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-curling-up-and-die-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7669881475134766197</id><published>2009-01-14T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:42:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO TO ALL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sorry to disappoint you guys that I didnt die. I passed chinese! Oh well, results aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ytd was 2/3 chalet. I went..and played there a bit lor. We attempted to fry rice and seriously, I learnt a lot from this "cooking lesson"&lt;br /&gt;Fact 1: Guangfu's kids will have a lot of diarrhoea in the future. He put the WHOLE DIRTY underside of the pan on the rice?! and expect us to eat it later -_- And the egg that fell out of the pan, he picked it up and threw it back in the rice before frying it again. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Fact 2: Sujie's husband will have hypertension. She spammed salt at the fried rice!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 3: I just realised I've never knew how to cook plain rice, and I cant crack an egg without the eggshell dropping into the bowl. Omg Im such a loser hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks to Yuerong Sujie JiaChern Guangfu Nigel ChiaChu who escorted me out of the chalet to the bus stop! Cos it was quite dark and the place was haunted with cats, notice the word HAUNTED. I hate cats like totally, I was screaming and running away from them half the time ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit Colin at hospital today, and the first thing he greeted us with was "What the f***" Cus he was sleeping and we just crowded ard him, so when he woke up the first thing he saw were faces looking down at him -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go, practise piano, byeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7669881475134766197?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7669881475134766197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7669881475134766197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7669881475134766197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7669881475134766197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-to-all-d-im-so-sorry-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8197984884296063957</id><published>2009-01-11T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:31:58.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thought of tmr waking up early is sianning&lt;br /&gt;The thought of tmr gg to sch is sianning. x2&lt;br /&gt;The thought of tmr listening to briefings and talks is sianning x3&lt;br /&gt;The thought of tmr getting results is sianning x987655433267854&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUICIDAL. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-8197984884296063957?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8197984884296063957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8197984884296063957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8197984884296063957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8197984884296063957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/thought-of-tmr-waking-up-early-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3597548261639716728</id><published>2009-01-11T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:36:53.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing my final last note here before Im saddened to death tmr after O level chinese results. Even if Im not saddened to death, I think my mom will grill/barbeque/chop/nag at me until I die. 11 days of 2009 has passed, and Im really thankful that I have been able to at least enjoy a bit of 2009 before I leave. I think Im really going to die tomorrow, if I dont pass I will need to redo chinese and I think I would rather jump off the building than redo chinese in JC. Im sorry if I have offended anyone in my past 16 years on earth, please forgive me. I am a super straightforward person so I dont think Im surprised if 98765763425346 people were offended by me. But it's okay, because anyway Im going to die tomorrow. As for those who offended me watch out for me in your dreams. I want to haunt you. However, I also want to thank people who has always been standing by my side supporting me. Why does this sentence sound like Golden Horse award or some Oscar award thing rather than me dying tomorrow. Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;To all those who are still taking chinese, please work hard, dont last minute hug Buddha's leg like me cos I hate chinese a lot. Sorry, that's like direct translation of lin shi bao fo jiao but heck who cares. I think Im like sinking in Great Depression. I shall end my last note here; God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Chinese sucks -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3597548261639716728?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3597548261639716728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3597548261639716728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3597548261639716728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3597548261639716728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-all-i-am-writing-my-final-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-9018436899931703235</id><published>2009-01-09T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:01:38.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoo :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time no update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago I went for class chalet :D Quite fun la, though some parts rather boring cus I dont like to go bowling. Haha. For the bbq part, I was like the food tester. Leslie and I were the food testers, so mostly all we did was to test whether the food was raw or not hahaha :D Colin Joann Brandon Rachel Amos did quite a lot of cooking. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can go 2/3 chalet man. Haha. Mom like forbid me go ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching some comedy now, seeee ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-9018436899931703235?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/9018436899931703235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=9018436899931703235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/9018436899931703235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/9018436899931703235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoo-d-long-time-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1052886176509915439</id><published>2008-12-31T09:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:49:38.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi people, just some quick short updates before I leave to clear my wardrobe because my mom is exploding real fast because of the messiness -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had steamboat at home the other day, it was really fun because most of the time I wasnt tending to my uncooked food and checking whether they're cooked already. I was rolling my mushrooms into some weird thing :D Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLIU_f81I/AAAAAAAAAzM/VFUCyxo6hzk/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285760456607134546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLIU_f81I/AAAAAAAAAzM/VFUCyxo6hzk/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's my Enoki mushrooms :D Cool right hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLITFBA5I/AAAAAAAAAzU/zh72k9JHuRI/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285760456093402002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLITFBA5I/AAAAAAAAAzU/zh72k9JHuRI/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh we went to Yuki Yaki too at Marina square. I dont know how to differentiate whether the meat is fully cooked or not so I decided to let dad and mom do the job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTnrIzOI/AAAAAAAAAys/KUYj5nC0Z3Y/s1600-h/Image053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285759551088938210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTnrIzOI/AAAAAAAAAys/KUYj5nC0Z3Y/s320/Image053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so theres this grill thing and the steamboat thing. I like the soup though :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTd9KYLI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Y0NCP98gCLo/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285759548480184498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTd9KYLI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Y0NCP98gCLo/s320/Image052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And icecream :D They're like in liquid forms in cups, then we have to pour over this cold plate where the icecream will freeze. If you're too slow, the icecream will stick to the pan :D Tiring but fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTwR-5JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/EvVLOuUpSR4/s1600-h/Image054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285759553399350418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTwR-5JI/AAAAAAAAAy0/EvVLOuUpSR4/s320/Image054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLHx30IrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Vju2Fq00Pec/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285760447179662002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLHx30IrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Vju2Fq00Pec/s320/Image055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate a lot of cups of icecream :D diet plan destrrroooyyyed. I loved passion fruits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLH5wT8ZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/NRpCk1y1i9k/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285760449295675794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLH5wT8ZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/NRpCk1y1i9k/s320/Image056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there was one day all of us went to Compass for dinner, and dad ordered this mackerel set and his fish was extraordinarily big. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTaPwx_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/frxi8j27YUE/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285759547484456946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKTaPwx_I/AAAAAAAAAyc/frxi8j27YUE/s320/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom was doing spring cleaning and clearing stuff in storeroom when she came across my old clothes. When I was younger my aunt used to love to dress my sister and I up like some princesses, with white and pink dresses, tiaras, necklaces and all that. And we'll go to some studio to take pictures. She hasnt ceased to call us princesses though hahaha. Anyway, this is one of my baby princess clothes that I wore. So cute right HAHA so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKSxn6TOI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3iBXNyIGDC4/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285759536579890402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrKSxn6TOI/AAAAAAAAAyU/3iBXNyIGDC4/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and we went to Ikea one day to get my mirror in the bedroom. And when we went to the toilet my dad made a lame comment, so lame that I thought I shall blog about it here. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrL-iJ3VRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Fu5AXH3EBBw/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285761387853206802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrL-iJ3VRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Fu5AXH3EBBw/s320/Image103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He walked past this female toilet, and told me: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; This toilet is for gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; What are you talking about it's a female toilet -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, but look at the sign, it's half a girl. The other side should be half a boy so it's for gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; You should really learn to shut up dad -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooh and I went to aunty Cola's place btw ytd. Trimmed and layered my hair and my fringe is shorter now too.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighties, I gotta go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TATA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1052886176509915439?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1052886176509915439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1052886176509915439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1052886176509915439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1052886176509915439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-people-just-some-quick-short-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVrLIU_f81I/AAAAAAAAAzM/VFUCyxo6hzk/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6402828986690910235</id><published>2008-12-28T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:53:02.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Memoirs of a Geisha is seductively good. Im totally hooked onto that book for hours. It's my second time reading it, by the way. Because the first time I read I gave up halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason being I found it too cruel to read on -_- I cant imagine being sold into prostitution and imagine your sister being in the same plight, and having to plan for your escape, at the same time being bullied by people of higher authority than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not a true story, I guess there are such sad stories around the world, which is why I kinda couldn't bear to read on the first time. Im still halfway through the second time reading, and I must see Satsu and Chiyo escape this time -_- (I hope they escape, I havent finished reading yet.) I hope Hatsumomo dies an old hag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, mom's nagging me for steamboat. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVdZSikbGrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/pUV9i6Y7IjI/s1600-h/Daisy_Daisy_by_dragonskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284790862794660530" style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVdZSikbGrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/pUV9i6Y7IjI/s320/Daisy_Daisy_by_dragonskin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was clearing my documents in this com and I came across this picture. I think daisies are pretty. Okay I know Im random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello steamboat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6402828986690910235?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6402828986690910235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6402828986690910235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6402828986690910235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6402828986690910235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/memoirs-of-geisha-is-seductively-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SVdZSikbGrI/AAAAAAAAAyM/pUV9i6Y7IjI/s72-c/Daisy_Daisy_by_dragonskin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5030187057155317043</id><published>2008-12-27T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T22:11:39.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Classic joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This time, he was wearing a sleeveless grey shirt, tucked securely into his black pants. He held out a book. It was orange and white, the “Complete Idiot’s Guide” series book. “I like you. I want you to marry me, but mama said I should woo you first. So I borrowed this book from the library. I think it is written for me, because many people call me idiot.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read the title of the book. It was “The Pocket Idiot's Guide to Getting Girls”. On the cover was a picture of a guy and a girl who were walking away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Hi.” He lowered his voice. “Here’s my namecard.” He slotted his hand into his pocket and took out a piece of crumpled paper, the size of a credit card. “My name and my number. Maybe you can…” he stopped, opened the book and read for about ten seconds before looking back at me. “Maybe you can give me a call since we’re so destined to meet.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha, as u can imagine, Im laughing my head off. Omg the guy in the story is such a loser! LOLOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5030187057155317043?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5030187057155317043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5030187057155317043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5030187057155317043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5030187057155317043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/classic-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5248336555636363151</id><published>2008-12-25T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:41:06.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoxzxzxzx Im here to blogggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone someone someone wants me to give him a dedication post, omg thick skinned freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangge's who's a really great guy who loves to suan me where I go. His stomach is like some big pillow where you can punch nonstop, also he likes to copy cat me and WEAR BLACK when I go out. He also doesnt know how to take care of his bag because he like to throw it around and he loves to argue with me. I shall not attempt to describe how observant he is of chio girls around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that nice enough HAHAAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so getting a bashing up from tangge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tangge and I went to watch bolt which was a.. well, so-so movie. I thought it will be quite funny but well, not say very very very funny la. haha. We ate at white dog cafe! :D nicenicenice hahha. But I gave him quite a bit of my portion..which well, explains his size :D P.s. I never knew mrt got cabin number one.. Tangge was laughing at me because I dont know whats a CABIN NUMBER -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day I went to watch the day the the earth stood still. Supposedly twilight but in the end full house LOL. Nvm. The earth stood still was quite.. okay. haha. Except some gross parts whereby the cut the skin of the alien open -_- OH and not to mention one of the advertisements was SUPER FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna watch bedtime stories man! maybe go watch with sis :D and twilight maybe. MAKE USE OF TIME BEFORE SCH STARTS! Life suckssss man I hate school to start so sooooon but well, GET REAL vanessa u dont slack forever ): And I need to practise piano sighsigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching Bruce Almighty that's recorded! Im having a good meal tmr with my family :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, that also means that my dieting plan is destroyed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5248336555636363151?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5248336555636363151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5248336555636363151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5248336555636363151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5248336555636363151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoxzxzxzx-im-here-to-blogggg-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-5791962395595383520</id><published>2008-12-23T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:05:12.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-5791962395595383520?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/5791962395595383520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=5791962395595383520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5791962395595383520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/5791962395595383520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/youre-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-3792561719010051040</id><published>2008-12-21T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:08:59.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoooxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my stomach's damn lousy. I keep on getting stomach upsets! I dont knwo what I ate this time. Anyway, I met up with aunt ytd and we ate swensens! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate mac n cheese and she ate chicken baked rice. And we ate banana split and prawn and fruit salad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan posted my ugly photos on her blog man -_- zzz my face looked hugee. And correction to my previous previous post, where I mentioned Darius plastered his lip because he fell down, that info's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because he had two ringholes there so he had to plaster it up if not the children can see -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and if u guys are wondering why Im so happy it's because today will be my start of 新生活, right mr ohmygod? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say yay together with me, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-3792561719010051040?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3792561719010051040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=3792561719010051040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3792561719010051040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/3792561719010051040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoooxzxzxz-i-think-my-stomachs-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1459071563053035682</id><published>2008-12-19T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:06:13.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know why I changed my blog to private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just felt like I wanted to.. have my own space sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired pretending everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1459071563053035682?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1459071563053035682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1459071563053035682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1459071563053035682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1459071563053035682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know-why-i-changed-my-blog-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6209544691323326992</id><published>2008-12-18T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:32:22.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWNYAWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for three hours last night! 5am - 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuan and I went to kaypo at some SKCC camp organised by.. actually I also dno organised by who. -_- I think is my friends from anderson organise themselves one. Okay I dno. Ya I met a lot of old old classmates! All faces never change one -_- I got a shock when i saw weijun la, I was like... wthhhhhhhhhh why u grow so tall suddenly -____- nvm I see if I can get the photo of us taken yesterday so you can see the big height difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh vanessa jiayou in growing!!!!! I keep on expanding horizontally, that's not balanced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campfire quite funny la. I was mostly laughing at the kids who keep on screaming their cheers and not realising they're not in unison at all -_- LOL damn cute. I was labelled as "the girl who keeps laughing" there somehow, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw. Xuan and I kinda felt out of place and a little awkward there cus we didnt know anyone -_- apart from Weijun and Jingqiu whom I was talking to mostly, I didnt talk to most of them &gt;&lt; I did talk to some exclassmates la.. but didnt talk much -_- dno what to say leh. Antisocial! Haha nvm. But I so miss Jingqiu! We used to be like really good friends in anderson but after I left for VJ we seldom contacted. Cos SOMEONE always never online lor still say haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend though, wait, whats his name. I know he's the photographer but I dno his name. He suan me for every single thing I do -_- I think his name is Dareus. Darius. Whatever la. He fell down when he was climbing up the stairs so he has plastered lower lip now lol. It's still better than me though, I trip over nothing and lose my footing on flat ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Jingqiu and I foresee that Weijun's going to mistreat his future children next time. He hates children so much la. He was like, Im not going to let my children become like that so I wont even mistreat them. lol. They were having some debrief and they were saying how naughty kids were, and Darius told Weijun I should come and listen because he thinks I treat children like ANGELS. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept in the theatrette after I helped out a little with the deco thing. And it was freezing there. So had to borrow shirts from Weijun. Slept on the chair and I kept on waking up in the middle of the night. Okay, technically speaking it should be in the middle of the morning because it was between 5am and 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Seexuan early in the morning go eat breakfast with someone else and pangseh me there......... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Then after washing up, I got my cert from Jingqiu and left. Dno can go 2/3 chalet or not eh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, think I really disturbed a lot of ppl ytd. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6209544691323326992?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6209544691323326992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6209544691323326992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6209544691323326992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6209544691323326992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yawnyawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1176552769475094963</id><published>2008-12-16T13:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:01:43.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all girls out there, never marry a guy like my tangge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;†Jerald† Falling into memories of you, the things we used to do says:&lt;br /&gt;like your tangge&lt;br /&gt;†Jerald† Falling into memories of you, the things we used to do says:&lt;br /&gt;someone smart, handsome, funny, capable, hardworking and humble, like your tangge&lt;br /&gt;VANESSA. once upon a time says:&lt;br /&gt;IM SURE&lt;br /&gt;†Jerald† Falling into memories of you, the things we used to do says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah of course, you know me so long already&lt;br /&gt;†Jerald† Falling into memories of you, the things we used to do says:&lt;br /&gt;my most obvious trait is that im humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1176552769475094963?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1176552769475094963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1176552769475094963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1176552769475094963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1176552769475094963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-all-girls-out-there-never-marry-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4186554989549844966</id><published>2008-12-16T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T12:05:14.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am SO accident-prone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days ago, I was on my way to school.&lt;br /&gt;I knocked and knocked and knocked my head on the bus windows till the guy in front stared at me. Now theres a bruise on my forehead, like, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago, I was making Ribena for my sister and I for lunch. (I bought back lunch from Kovan after church)&lt;br /&gt;I slipped and fell and the cup of Ribena concentrate spilled and the place looked like a murder scene. Again, I knocked myself against the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I nearly slipped and fell at the drain because the gap was too wide. But I didnt fall this time, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irrrrrrritated.&lt;br /&gt;AND. I wna go out on tues. THIS COMING TUES. Who want jio me out HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4186554989549844966?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4186554989549844966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4186554989549844966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4186554989549844966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4186554989549844966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-so-accident-prone.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-8181178005264590802</id><published>2008-12-15T23:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:58:52.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoooxzxzxz &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family made pizza last night and it was yummy : D I got photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGHh_oQtI/AAAAAAAAAxs/QtLSC82jQVg/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280055077080941266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGHh_oQtI/AAAAAAAAAxs/QtLSC82jQVg/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGGclPmUI/AAAAAAAAAxk/BBcEPB0KCZI/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280055058448226626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGGclPmUI/AAAAAAAAAxk/BBcEPB0KCZI/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGHySqx8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/WX-GBJdxzfM/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280055081455765442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGHySqx8I/AAAAAAAAAx0/WX-GBJdxzfM/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this was the Xmas party..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7vRHwi-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/8EoAQYje2jc/s1600-h/Image164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043665118497762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7vRHwi-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/8EoAQYje2jc/s320/Image164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my elmo xmas hat! cute right : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7wHCucrI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1pPX5-ZjbbY/s1600-h/Image176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043679592903346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7wHCucrI/AAAAAAAAAxc/1pPX5-ZjbbY/s320/Image176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Nicole Joann at the party. It was boring so we went ard taking photos instead. But my lousy phone cam sucks la. Haha nvm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7v5AF6zI/AAAAAAAAAxU/annKoXNigzM/s1600-h/Image168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043675823762226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7v5AF6zI/AAAAAAAAAxU/annKoXNigzM/s320/Image168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new hp wallet that i bought at wallet shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7vhX0p2I/AAAAAAAAAxM/4MtR0AJP8yM/s1600-h/Image166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280043669480843106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUZ7vhX0p2I/AAAAAAAAAxM/4MtR0AJP8yM/s320/Image166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My braided hair! I did it all by myself yay im proud of myself :D Okay this is random. I think my hair's a bit.. brown -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya and today I went to collect pay, as well as briefing, but then after briefing it was like, quite late and by the time i go back Sunlove I also cant stay for long, so I didnt go back today. Tmr then go Aljunied one ba. Then mom suggested go parkway shopping so we all agreed. Today's purpose is supposedly help my sister buy new year clothes. But she hates buying clothes, dont ask me why, I dont know either. She just hates looking for clothes and trying them, think she find it ma fan -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya so in the end only I bought. I bought this uh, simplespag top. Pale green and white striped spag top. I think I have photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGIe0m2KI/AAAAAAAAAx8/pvZDEqWlkFA/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaHWBd6GNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eNVN_3-E7vo/s1600-h/editedImage015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280056425559234770" style="WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaHWBd6GNI/AAAAAAAAAyE/eNVN_3-E7vo/s320/editedImage015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks like blue here but it's pale green la. Simple is nice : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;van&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/9108420-8181178005264590802?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8181178005264590802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=8181178005264590802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8181178005264590802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/8181178005264590802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoooxzxzxz-our-family-made-pizza-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SUaGHh_oQtI/AAAAAAAAAxs/QtLSC82jQVg/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-6568416496715393386</id><published>2008-12-12T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:41:18.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday nicole came over to my house to start on getting materials for decorations, and do the cards for the clients. She left at 10 and this morning she fell sick -_- poor nicky! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan is soooooooooooooo irritating man. He stares into my eyes like Im some big big freak, and tell me, Im so amazed by your pupils! why are they so big! why are they so round! and it's brown! By the way, I can see your contact lenses! I was like, wth, please tell me farhan, who has SQUARE pupils. -____- and he asked me to stare at his two friends today for no reason, and I was like, what? Then I just looked at his friends. Then he said, nothing, I just wanted to show them how big your pupils are. I was like, zomg farhan, stop it and get away from me. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhan if you're reading this, I do NOT have big pupils and STOP TREATING ME like some FREAK! Tsk, childish sec two kids! I wasnt that childish as him when I was sec two! Right weijun LOLOL I very matured one : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday at Sunlove I played quite a few pieces on the piano while the rest danced and sang. Quite fun la (: I played very simple songs like London bridge is falling down, Twinkle twinkle little stars, ABC, Chan mali chan, New year songs, Christmas songs, Mary had a little lamb, You're my sunshine, Friendship dance. Haha. Quite fun leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually seeing them happy I kinda felt quite happy too. Though not everyone participated, not all their attention was on us, but some of them were really happy, one was going GAGAGAGGALALALLALAAYYAYAYAY and clapping like mad throughout the whole session! and stamping her feet. And even if it's that SOME patients that we have managed to engage them in our sing along session, I still felt it was worth it because we made them happy. At least for that particular moment. Nicole and I really felt happy lor cus we were discussing about it when we were doing our cards. Im glad they were happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day at Sunlove, but most of the time was spent on decorations, I finished candy cane, banner and thanks to Chilli crabbers who helped a lot with the crafts too! Jiayou for the cards : D There are really a lot to make man hahah. Oh ya! and during dinner time, Nicole and I went toilet ma, then we thought after toilet we straight away go dining hall cus they'll be here to eat soon too. Then we played piano there, then like after quite long nobody come! Then to get out of the dining place you need a pass and we didnt have it, so we're stuck because we had no card. And everywhere else was fence and bars, I felt SO CAGED UP AND CLAUSTROPHOBIC. Then we had to scream all the way to ground floor to get a nurse's attention to open the door for us -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sunlove Nicole and Joann came my house, to bathe and to change to MORE FORMAL CLOTHES -________- which, Shawn said he didnt tell us to wear. Maybe we misheard or something, I dont know lol. We had to go back to Sunlove later for Christmas party and the weather was so hot so I decided to go home to bathe. After all the journey home from Sunlove is only like, ten minutes? Excluding waiting for bus. Ya so we went Christmas party in formal clothes, quite out of place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there Joann played some game with Shawn, and Shawn kept losing so we got a lot of chances to ask him questions. -_- And we know the whole of his lovelife alr LOL. Hahah. Celebration was quite boring in my opinion leh. Kept singing, but good la, as long as the clients enjoyed themselves (: After that we had dinner at second floor, then go home lor. And on the bus was super funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nicole: Shawn you know why me and Joann are so close? Actually we're cousins leh.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: o.o Omg, wait, omg are u serious? You and Joann? Cousins?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Duh, you mean like, you only know now? Thats a bit.... fast huh Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: Huh I didnt know! Father side or mother side?&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: What do you think, we dont have the same surname..&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: Really&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jo, Nic: -___- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Joann: Nicole's my mother's sister's cousin's daughter&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: Ya, very got fate hor.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: o.o&lt;br /&gt;Joann: Why gimme that face, I never lie la. Why everyone dont believe one?&lt;br /&gt;Shawn: No, nonono, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (before alighting) You're hopeless, Shawn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Like seriously so hopeless -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Nicole's jealous of me and Joann muahaha. Okay random LOL. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-6568416496715393386?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6568416496715393386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=6568416496715393386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6568416496715393386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/6568416496715393386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4693928995255799384</id><published>2008-12-10T17:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:27:53.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VANESSA is in an OUCH OUCH mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because VANESSA was damn clumsy in serving clients their soup today and SCALDED HER HANDS even though she wore GLOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Its just that thin piece of plastic over my hand so it didnt help much. PAIN LA. -_- Now my thumb is like red and painful ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont usu serve ppl food what -_- at home also mom and dad take for me one -_- okay i know im like super pampered but stilllll. It's a good experience la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! It was fun today too. Though occupational therapy was kinda boring, I switched jobs dno how many times just to walk ard, cant believe they do this every day. Yeah and there was this girl who asked me to pray for her father and mother to bring her home soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad isnt it, it's like they really really wna just go home and not stay stuck there, but they just cant. She told me to pray for her recovery and discharge. And to think that WE teenagers actually dont really want to go home sometimes when they want to go home so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I read this quote from the book Sisters' Keepers or Sister's Keepers, whichever way it is. Yeah and it's quite sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"But lightning doesnt strike at the same place twice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but then she replied, "Only if you dont move."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So, mooooovee it Vanessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thumb really really hurts ): ARGH i hate being clumsy and blur! Recover soon dear thumby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4693928995255799384?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4693928995255799384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4693928995255799384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4693928995255799384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4693928995255799384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/vanessa-is-in-ouch-ouch-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1450149941771216968</id><published>2008-12-09T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T22:02:10.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went to read xuan's blog, guess what she wrote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Nessa slept over ytd!!!!!! my parents love her cos they treat her as their&lt;br /&gt;own daughter. And shes just like one of us! Cheer up alright no more tears!&lt;br /&gt;We're all here for you baby. :D Luv Luv Luv. Bestfriend therapy works the best&lt;br /&gt;rightttt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IMYIMYIMYIMYIMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I LOVE MY &lt;strong&gt;BESTFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt; : DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I hope that whole sentence of IMYIMY is for me hor xuan, but I think it's for SOMEONE ELSE la. LOL. Okaayyye enough of teasing, I better do my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1450149941771216968?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1450149941771216968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1450149941771216968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1450149941771216968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1450149941771216968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-went-to-read-xuans-blog-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-1835897362726236990</id><published>2008-12-09T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:53:42.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Booboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was first day of volunteer work at Sunlove home, I just did my reflection online and sent to the forum thing. I might as well paste here so that I dont need to repeat -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Before going to Sunlove, though we were all informed that it is a home for ID clients, I still had a little bit of fear within me initially. I was afraid that the clients might be violent or might be difficult to handle. However, after interacting with them for a while, I found them to be really friendly, and even helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first activity of the day was to discuss the rest of the activities for the week so that this plan can be approved by the staff at Sunlove home. After planning, a few of us helped to make party hats and masks (for the Christmas party on 12 December) and the rest went to occupational therapy (packing of earpieces). I was helping out with the making of party hats and masks, and I realised upon interaction that many clients were very amiable, for example they introduced themselves first and told us about the home, before asking us simple questions like our names, where we stayed etc. Many of them took the initiative to shake hands with us and to get to know us better. Also they could learn simple things after I've demonstrated to them once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really made me feel sorry was when the clients told me how much they missed home, and how they were sent to Sunlove home. One of them even told me about the voice in her head that was telling her to jump off a building. It's really saddening to see them like that. I could see that they were really happy there were visitors coming because they kept on asking questions like whether we will come again tomorrow, what time will we come tomorrow etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the day at Sunlove, a few of us were discussing and some of us actually felt rather sad, maybe because we were influenced by their mood or we just kind of sympathise them in this situation. Nevertheless, I feel that we should cheer up more and think of ways to make them happy when we go to welfare homes like this because we are there to do volunteer work and we are supposedly there to help, and to make up for the love that they lack there in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa (Group 15, Chilli)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup so it's like, quite sad la. But stillllll. They looked really happy to see us there. Thats a good thing I suppose.. and a few funny things happen today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the bus to Compass Point for lunch when somehow they took out Farhan's student pass, and because it's all faded, he looked like some total ghost can. Joann was like: HUH? It's like some ghost! We were all laughing like mad on the bus la. Then we took out his Ezlink card, and Shawn laughed like mad and the bus driver actually stopped cus he was too loud and he glared at us through the mirror. We were like ooops. -_- And shawn they all didnt even know till we alighted la. Laaaggger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm, oh. I was helping this client at tying knots for party hats, then he started self introducing. So I was like, oh okay, uhm my name's Vanessa (: Then he asked me for my age, and asked me if im married!? He might as well ask me whether I ahma alr not right. I was like looooooll hahaha noo? Then I told him sixteen cannot marry la. Then he smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually many of them v cute and friendly lor. Learnt a lot through this attachment. I dont mind being a teacher for people with special needs in the future leh, but then requires a lot of patience. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-1835897362726236990?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/1835897362726236990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=1835897362726236990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1835897362726236990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/1835897362726236990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/booboo.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2417384881113773932</id><published>2008-12-08T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:09:52.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hurhur, I decided to update my blog now cus Im going for attachment from like 9 - 19 dec. Yeaps, so gna be back home late and stuff. I might or might not update la, depends, so might as well update now right haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ANYWAY. Last night was the great sleepover at xuan's place : D Had a lot of talk with her. and her parents were involved somehow. Yeah. Then this morning uncle took all of us out to eat lunch at kovan thr : D and I got a free meal hahaha. okay mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Then I went bugis to meet the Chilli Crabbers, of which our two dear TFs Shawn and Hui Xian were late. Haha. Then they very smart la, went to macs, no space, so walk here walk there, finally decided to go CITY HALL (Where I came from?!) Ya, so quite idiotic lor. Then like half the group caught the train, the other half didnt. So we were separated and we met up at City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At City Hall we decided to stay at Gelare and this is only when Huixian noticed why I looked weird--&gt; I was without my specs (I wore specs during camp cus I too lazy to wash and change my lenses) Everyone was like, wlao Huixian u a bit fast ah -_- hahaha. So at Gelare we ordered icecream. Me and Joann shared some fruit sundae thing, Grace and Nicole shared some Cookies and cream sundae and waffle thing cus they didnt have lunch. Shawn just koped from us -_- the rest didnt eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we discussed a lot lor, on like what to do and stuff at the attachment place. Im quite looking forward to it actually, cus it seems rather fun. Yeap. Then Joann left earlier cus she had to be home early. Then after discussion both Nicole and I dont want to go home yet -_- (bad girls la ) so we decided to go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole wanted a bag so we were walking to Marina Square, then we decided to change destination go back Bugis -_______________- ya, so we went back Bugis, and she bought a very pretty bag. and Nicole, if you ever read this, THAT BAG IS REALLY NICE SO STOP REGRETTING! I was in a bad mood so I just had the feeling of spending money (bad habit -_-) so I just bought some random pouch which I decided very long on the colour. I decided on black in the end, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Nicole if you're reading this again, THANKKKKKKKKSSS buddy so much for accompanying me today! :D Im so glad I made so many good friends through YVIP : D oh and yessss, to Sheila, Rachel and Joann, thanks for always being there for me, and to Xuan, my bestest friend always, thanks to you so much too love (: You know last night before sleeping Xuan did this very cute thing. She lighted up a candle in the dark night and asked me to make a wish before I sleep. I was like o.o okay, then I made a wish (actually 3, im so greedy la ) and I blew the candle. Then we both clapped. I asked what candle issit she said: Oh it's called 'Make-a-wish candle' I bet she came up with that retarded name. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I better go now, see yaaaaaaaaa volunteering work starts tmr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2417384881113773932?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2417384881113773932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2417384881113773932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2417384881113773932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2417384881113773932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hurhur-i-decided-to-update-my-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2762033939860925321</id><published>2008-12-05T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T23:06:33.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE IM BACK FROM CAMP DID U MISSSSS ME : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cut the crap. Just some updates on my camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had ice breakers, workshop on Renci video which was really sad. I saw all the patients and I was like o.o tio stunned. They're really a bag of bones. And mind you, this video is like, ten years old? So I think most of the patient alr not around or what. I dno. But some of them can do simple things by using special devices invented by youth volunteers. Cool right : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we learnt YV dance and song. The song was touchingxzxzxz :D The chorus part included the sign language which I just stared blankly at because I dno what were all the TFs doing HAHA. But later on in the camp I slowly picked up the sign language. It's fun, but because it's a short part that's why. If u were to ask me to do sign language for each and every word and sentence in my life that I want to express, I dont think I would want that. And because of that, all the more I feel we should help out more as volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on to role-playing attachment workshop, in which I learnt a lot too. Helped me face real life situations and what to do. I found myself staring most of the time into the crazy situation at a loss what to do -_- I still found Edmund's and Nina's station the funniest though. YV people would probably know what Im talking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner, team bonding games and then a workshop on children. Learnt about hyperactive children, how to handle them and stuff. But I was pretty tired by then so maybe I missed some parts.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh then it's supper! We have milo and biscuits for supper every night. Then we took turn to bathe and do camp fire prep. Camp fire prep's just an item that we have to perform during campfire night. Shortly after was secret pals, where we were blindfolded and asked to express opinions about the camp so far. Objective is just to let us feel that our identity will not be known and we will not be afraid to speak out (unless people recognise yr voice la -_- if not u'll remain unknown) Then mass debrief and sleeping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off the day with YV dance and cheer before having breakfast :D Then we had ID and PD workshop (ID: intellectually disabled, PD: physically disabled) Got to know more about the bishan home and the difficulties the ID and PD face. Followed by that was Boccia, which was quite boring &gt;&lt; I fell asleep okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had disability lunch. It's an activity whereby I was blindfolded and im supposed to feed my partner opposite me. And her hands were tied up so she had to give me instructions. Quite hard -_- And Tracy and Thomas kept coming to disturb me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our wheelchair workshop by Vick after that, and I felt it was really useful though the skills are reaaaaally hard to learn. Jumaa't jerked so many times on the wheelchair when I was trying to wheel him down from the curb. He was like WHOA vanessa you're damn scary hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our station games (Wet games) and it was quite dirty la. But fun :D Then bathe and all that.. Dinner.. Oh then the elderly workshop. The speaker really had passion for her job la, can tell. haha. Then inspirational games. OH do you guys know if you cut an apple horizontally across you get a star? I didnt know &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then erm debrief, supper and sleep(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Three&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm we started by YV cheer and dance as usual, followed by breakfast. yup. And Shawnie and Gary (think thats his name -_-) taught us campfire songs. Learnt the friendship dance and the chacha dance thing. Haha. Then we prepared and discussed for our group's performance. We all agreed on singing 'I'm yours' the night before or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and disability challenge was scary. I was observer, people think slack slack job la, but I had to follow Shawn around and observe every single task laaaaaa. Haha. But okay la, it was a good experience. Basically what happened was Farhan was bandaged, Jumaa't was on wheelchair, Fatun was a mute, Grace was deaf and Jessabel was blind. So I had to guide Jessabel cus she cant see but she kept on stepping onto stuff. I was damn scared she fall. I could feel people staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After disability challenge we went back to campsite for debrief and preparation for campfire performance. Then campfire started at around 8 plus. Yup. It was reaaaaaaaaaaaaally cool! I love campfires (: Love singing songs with everyone else and mass dancing was fun.We didnt really know when to change partners and count properly HAHA. Oh and we had fashion show! Farhan was our model LOL and we decorated him like crazy. toilet paper on head -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire ended really late, by the time we bathed it was two and I slept ard that time. Yup. And the next day me and Joann were sleeping like pigs. The whole bunk was up left two of us sleeping HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day Four&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was macs! (: then we had cleaning up. Photo taking and video taking was fun! WE LOVE CHILLI CRAB! (p.s chilli crabbers will know what Im talking abt haha) erm yep, then we sand YV song and many ppl cried! Jessica was crying like a poor girl la. And shawn cried. even our magic biceps tracy cried. so sad lor. Yeah and I saw thomas, rafael crying too. Rafael's face was like entirely red la -_- Thomas is like our usual big joker and he's crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im soo inspired to be a good volunteer :D YVIP rocks hehheh even though i missed home a lot for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe it's better not to expect, because with expectations, you risk having disappointments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2762033939860925321?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2762033939860925321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2762033939860925321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2762033939860925321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2762033939860925321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-people-im-back-from-camp-did-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-658067995024422078</id><published>2008-12-01T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:02:39.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bye people Im going for some camp from 2 to 5 dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im packing my bag. think gna bring kappa bag since not a lot to bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day time cannot use phone eh they help us keep. -_- only night time can use phone. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I know u guys gna miss me HAHA dont worry i'll miss u guys too mwa mwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-658067995024422078?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/658067995024422078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=658067995024422078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/658067995024422078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/658067995024422078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-people-im-going-for-some-camp-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4244634773300940455</id><published>2008-12-01T11:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:42:40.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SITEX IS OVER WORK IS OVER : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuannie pokpok went with me to work ytd. We had a lot of fun la crapping and slacking and poking fun at Ivan and that ahleong person. OOOhhhh and thanks to zhuzhu who called me at 830 everyday to wake me up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wah, four days nia, my legs wna break alr. lol. Heels damn pain lor. And kailiang and gerald came down ytd to make things diff for me by asking questions abt products -_- and kailiang went to buy hard drive from other companiesss nv show me support what a bad friend hahaha. i gave them a lot of flyers to clear loll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work i chioooooooonnngg to eat supper damn hungry cus i didnt eat much for dinner so spicy la the food! Then xuan came over to my hse to stay overnight. we talked and talked and argued abt a lot of things LOL. woke up this morning lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is my 600th post, cool hor :D so fast. haha. I dont even rmb when is my 500th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta bathe, got piano later :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4244634773300940455?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4244634773300940455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4244634773300940455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4244634773300940455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4244634773300940455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/12/sitex-is-over-work-is-over-d-xuannie.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-7120323390186965047</id><published>2008-11-25T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:00:35.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So freaking irritated at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why on earth do couples quarrel over the stupidest and tiniest thing on earth. Nuts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-7120323390186965047?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7120323390186965047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=7120323390186965047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7120323390186965047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/7120323390186965047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-freaking-irritated-at-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-2484428929329850819</id><published>2008-11-24T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:40:13.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because if you never told me, yeah I probably wouldnt have realised what a burden I have been after all these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But the point is, I never wanted it to happen. Who would? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was never easy on me either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Continue, blame it on me.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-2484428929329850819?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2484428929329850819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=2484428929329850819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2484428929329850819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/2484428929329850819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-if-you-never-told-me-yeah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9108420.post-4739983339795945083</id><published>2008-11-19T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:02:50.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I tagged tangge and I just found out a secret about him!&lt;br /&gt;My tangge's a gay niang niang qiang! :D For evidence, please look below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SSQpqpUuCnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-9G6mSk90QM/s1600-h/HAHAHA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270383276554324594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SSQpqpUuCnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-9G6mSk90QM/s320/HAHAHA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He forgot to changed his answer HAHAHA and got caught by me that LOUSY LOOOOSER : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.s Im feeling so much better thanks xuan and poodle and tangge [he got jealous and requested me to add in his name HAHA] : D LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;van&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9108420-4739983339795945083?l=seasidelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4739983339795945083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9108420&amp;postID=4739983339795945083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4739983339795945083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9108420/posts/default/4739983339795945083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seasidelove.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-tagged-tangge-and-i-just-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kmrlc_89TuM/SSQpqpUuCnI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-9G6mSk90QM/s72-c/HAHAHA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
