<?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-21846354</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:30:16.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinku n bear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-8203373016743444994</id><published>2007-04-13T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T03:57:54.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It time to stop eveything and start working!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just cancelled all my plans for my next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seems like i've been growing up or some sort?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Started to care about my MYE now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Wanted to do better as i promised my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Didn't wish to disapoint them this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cos i know that i didn't really did well in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Will have to buck up now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And as for Huilin and Angelin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hope they enjoy themselves there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;In fact i think they will! Hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Though i missed this rare chance, i just felt relived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At least i'm at at ease that i can't do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Setting my mind at ease and have a great time studying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I just don't wish to fail my subjects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here's a story for you all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Once, there lived two fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They were both from the Pacific Ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One day, they met each other, and became really great friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Both of them had great time in the ocean, they enjoyed the freedom there and their carefree life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But one day, they saw an old man near the shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The two fish were surprised to see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To them, the man appeared to be really happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And they asked why was he so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;As they don't think that both of them had ever been so happy like the man before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One fish asked: "Sir! May i know what had happened to you that you are just so happy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The man just smiled and walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Without the answer, the fish swam sadly back to find his friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Through their discussion, they concluded that being a human is the most happiest thing in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The second day, they swam along the shore, and once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They saw the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They wanted to try their luck again by asking him the question again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The second fish then swam towards him and said: "Sir! May i know what happiness truly is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The man then said: "Happiness... It's a huge word to use. Everyone have their own rule of measurement in hapiness. For example, a little child may even be really happy after recieving a sweet. An artist who had finally completed his piece of art work. Or even when a couple gets together happily ever after and stayed happily ever after. Many people misunderstood the word "happiness", many times, they just think that happiness just can't be so easily found. But actually, happiness is just beside of them but they as don't notice it and take it for granted. It's most probably that when everyone of us try to put down our expectation and not to expect too much from the outcome. Then, we will be able to feel contented. And for me, happiness is really easy. For all the time i live in the world is happiness. Because this are the times when we can experience life and live to the fullest!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After hearing all this, the fish swam back to his friend. And told him about what the man had actually told him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After a deep thought, they finally knew that what the thing that they had been doing is called swimming, and being able to lead on such an carefree life is definitely not that easy. And this is what they called hapiness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If the fish had already found their happiness. Then what about you? Have you found yours?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-8203373016743444994?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/8203373016743444994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=8203373016743444994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/8203373016743444994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/8203373016743444994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-time-to-stop-eveything-and-start.html' title='It time to stop eveything and start working!'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-7255084224427286757</id><published>2007-04-03T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:59:57.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Today is another beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i have been waiting waiting waiting and waiting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But i don't really know what i'm waiting for and what's the purpose of the wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;That, i must say i definitely irritating and i'm not behaving like the usual self!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nothing is better than a bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When i can start my sleeping hours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Had most of my time spent in there where you guys were on-lined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I like the bed where i can think think think just like what pooh did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i didn't really know what i'm crapping about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;today have got no story to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;perhaps going back soon once i had a very interesting story to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-7255084224427286757?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7255084224427286757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=7255084224427286757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/7255084224427286757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/7255084224427286757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-another-beautiful-day-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-6399387233176669970</id><published>2007-03-23T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T04:59:06.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A proper post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-6399387233176669970?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/6399387233176669970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=6399387233176669970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/6399387233176669970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/6399387233176669970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2007/03/proper-post.html' title='A proper post'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-7604982063586973705</id><published>2007-03-23T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T03:56:42.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is the first proper post that i have this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i haven't been here for quite a number of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Really tried hard to find the new add of your blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I must say that year 3 isn't a very good time for me to enjoy myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i have got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-7604982063586973705?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/7604982063586973705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=7604982063586973705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/7604982063586973705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/7604982063586973705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-first-proper-post-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-115925007073290035</id><published>2006-09-25T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T22:54:30.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new blog after so long</title><content type='html'>Well, seems to be a close up of everything now...&lt;br /&gt;But never will i care about what so ever you people said lah...&lt;br /&gt;To me, that's what i wanted things to be, and you know you can't stop me.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you aren't happy about what i did.&lt;br /&gt;I cried, not because that you guys hate me or what...&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sad to know that.... Well, just don't know how to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, i felt so far away from everyone, preHAPS, each other has their own point of veiw towards things...&lt;br /&gt;Hax, everything seems to be over? never will i know lah...&lt;br /&gt;But, yea.... this's it...&lt;br /&gt;Ermm,&lt;br /&gt;school seems to be over, never complete my words will continue when i get home if i remember.&lt;br /&gt; you don't have to comment anything cos all this are for me to express myself without you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-115925007073290035?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/115925007073290035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=115925007073290035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/115925007073290035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/115925007073290035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-blog-after-so-long.html' title='a new blog after so long'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114795242354957501</id><published>2006-05-18T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T04:40:23.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horray! Exams... Nah, anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At last, i had finally completed my last paper today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahahahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, it's not goin' to be any better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The results... Hahax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okae.... Get back to it, i completed my paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AND THAT'S THAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nothing else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hmm... The first thing i did after my last paper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I went out... With Ange, Jiali, Peilin, Huilin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thought of goin' to City Link, Marina and Suntec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But, decided to go Heeren in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was out there under the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rushin' away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Huilin said i'm too rashed and fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She can't catch up with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahax... Maybe i'm too worked up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And they told me to relax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went there loiterin' decided to find some food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As i had nothing ever since this mornin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And my stomach is lik grumblin' and rumblin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahax... Went all the way from 1st storey to the 4th or 5th to find food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I suggested Sakae, but they don't want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They wanted Billy Bombers'... But i don't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahax... Then jiali and me suddenly thought of N.Y.D.C...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wahahahax... Went all the way down to find it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At last... Settled there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ate 1 whole portion of mushroom and bacon baked rice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was like a fat woman, cos the rest were like sharin' food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ugh... Can't help it right? Cos i was hungry ma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heex... The food... Not bad lah, i could say...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After that went to cineleisure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To take the neos... Babah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Walk all along, then decided to go Takashimaya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On the way out, huilin they all saw the Famous amos cookie shop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So decided to buy it... The don't know what double chocolate cookie or what so ever lax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heex... Then jiali took her purse out to look for money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Found out that she can't find her ez link card...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was ransackin' the whole bag... But to no avail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I checked her purse, but can't find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the end huilin checked her purse again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and... We found it there... Who's fault? Mine?=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahax... Then went to Taka...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went to the art level there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So many cute stuffs... and found the winnie the pooh stamp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Feel like buyin' but was like so expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And they said it was useless... Bababah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So didn't buy in the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was like already 3 when they decided to go to Far East...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was so lazy to walk there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So jiali and me decided to stay on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Heex... We went to shops...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Decided to go home le, cos i was damn tired after everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So went down basement to buy some snacks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And i ate like a pig... With cream and crispe on my face...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And jiali laughed at me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Fine... I won't mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And came home... Now... Drop dead at home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ugh... Tired, got to help my mum now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;else she's goin' to complain again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i really missed the fun with you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;At first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i called you names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i shouted at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i never liked you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ever since i knew you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i took you for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i never appreciate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i blamed you over things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But for now, things may changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i promised to treasure you as my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Your friendship for me is never enough to draw my attention closer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cos... You have already been sticked to my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114795242354957501?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114795242354957501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114795242354957501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114795242354957501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114795242354957501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/05/horray-exams-nah-anymore.html' title='Horray! Exams... Nah, anymore...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114579353630289185</id><published>2006-04-23T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T04:58:59.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mummy's back...</title><content type='html'>Yippee...&lt;br /&gt;My mum was just back to singapore!&lt;br /&gt;how great to see my mum back here with me.&lt;br /&gt;But my poor sister will have to be all alone again without anyone by her side...&lt;br /&gt;Mum, told me that sis cried when sending mum off to the flight.&lt;br /&gt;But, i really envy her, to be there all alone in a totally strange country.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing great was that, those branded stuff were so damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;mum bought a lot of clothes and what so ever...&lt;br /&gt;just cant be bother about her. cos she bought a lot of chocolates...&lt;br /&gt;which i was busy dealting with... eating them, and comparing the taste.&lt;br /&gt;sis will be back to singapore in this june holiday for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;hmm, do hope that she will be back with some addidas products that i asked her to buy...&lt;br /&gt;But... that will only depends on my results. oh, bother!&lt;br /&gt;may i be blessed to scored high results.&lt;br /&gt;tink wouldn't be here too often cos will be having exams...&lt;br /&gt;will be busy preparing it ba...&lt;br /&gt;most porbably, will be back here after the examx?&lt;br /&gt;hax, let's see...&lt;br /&gt;aniwae, c ya guys=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114579353630289185?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114579353630289185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114579353630289185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114579353630289185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114579353630289185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/mummys-back.html' title='mummy&apos;s back...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114527165303532407</id><published>2006-04-17T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T04:00:53.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this thing called love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Love is something indefinable. It is a mystery. What we know is that, it's a kind of feeling. You either have the feeling or you don't. You can't cheat yourself on that. Most of the time, we can tell the feeling clearly and quickly. But something special is that. Thought you may not notice the feeling for each other. But after sometimes being together and of getting to know each other better. Things may change, which means, you may start to grow to like that person. This are things that you never know. True? People decribed it as chemical reaction or even electrification. You are attracted to a person and you seems to have lost control of yourself. The persom you love is always on your mind., you'll miss her so much when you did not see her. There is other who also desbribed it as the sweet feeling or the drunken stupor. Love can be sweet, bitter or even sour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;According to the Greco-Roman mythology, the god of love Cupid is a naughty little child. He shoots arrows at people randomly. A person who's shot by Cupid will fall in love with the next person he or she sees. Cupid has two kind of arrows. Thopose who are shoot by the golden arrow will have sweet loe. Those who are shoot by the bronze arrow will have bitter love. Which suite what we people says, love, that is beyond of our control. The feeling we have for the person sometimes is quite subjective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And in Chinese mythology, the god of love is Yuelao or yuexialaoren. [ The man under the moon.] According to the legend, each of us in the human world is represented by a clay figurine. Yuelao matches the clay figurines in pairs with a red string. The two persons tied up by the same red string are destined to become husband and wife. But people also asked, why are there wrong matches? If marriage is predestined, how come there are so many unhappy couples and so many divorce? As it rains sometimes, the clay figurine melt and the red string disconnected. So some of the red string may not have been properly tied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Does the difference in the mythology of love tells you about the difference in Western and Eastern conceptions of love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114527165303532407?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114527165303532407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114527165303532407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114527165303532407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114527165303532407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-this-thing-called-love.html' title='What is this thing called love?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114527014951888498</id><published>2006-04-17T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:35:50.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the meaning of life excatly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;People set themselves different goals in life, what do these goals bring about in the end? Nothing, really, it seems, nothing. Even if we may set our goals in life, they all will come to nothing in the end. Is it because that we are lack of a final goal in our life? As children, we went to school to equip ourselves with skills and knowledge so that we could become independent by earning a living. But once we start to work and earn money, we don't really add anything new to our lives. We are working to earn more or simply just to survive. For those who are materialistic, they would definately find a satifactory to their succeed of gaining material rather that anything else. Others, they may think that having good results in things you do is the meaningful thing trhat keeps you going and passing through all stages of maturing. All these seems to be leading to nowhere. They are not important values. That's why people find lifes to be so meaningless. And it's really true that many people struggle hard to maintain their standard of living. I really doubt if it will lead them to anywhere in particular. But one may find life valuable within life itself. For example, finding someone you love and having a more fulfilling career eventually. Yeah, i do agree it when you talks about within human lives. But does human life has or has no meaning? Want to what a human life can lead as a whole, the ultimate purpose of life by itself, the point of human existance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114527014951888498?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114527014951888498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114527014951888498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114527014951888498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114527014951888498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-is-meaning-of-life-excatly.html' title='What is the meaning of life excatly?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114526452374656007</id><published>2006-04-17T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T02:02:06.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdae was indeed fun=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i woke up merely &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; this morning, about 6plus... Though was later then normal school days. It's of no much&lt;strong&gt; difference&lt;/strong&gt;... It really like dropping dead, but just can't help it, i'll still have to come to school! At last, i reach the school bus stop, was quite a &lt;strong&gt;peaceful&lt;/strong&gt; morning with my sleepy eyes. But then, heard this someone shouting and screaming away like mad. Runnig about as though someone is coming after her life. I think you should know who that is right? Heex=) Speaking the obvoius, it's &lt;strong&gt;Angelin...&lt;/strong&gt; Angel, please pardon me to say that, hahahax&lt;strong&gt;=) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And know what, i'm awaken by this. Was hopping to enter by the school side gate, but it's not opened, and jiali kept laughing at me for my stupidity cos she already had reminded me of that before. Well, fine... Everyone was meeting at the concourse when we reach... Quite a lot  f people wore the wrong attire. Jeans, colourful pant and socks etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Board on the bus. Was sitting with peilin, the both of us were pretty quiet cos did'nt know why, i suddenly don't have the mood to chat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Reach our destination, to my surprised... That lim chu kang beach was really a horrible place to go. Files, mosquitoes, insects of great varieties, plastic wappers, and many other more. You can imagine what type of place is that when you can even see torn mudded shoes, batteries and all other weird stuffs to be found above your imagination. Smells that mades you vomits... We even put on those cream and all sorts to prevent those insects to bite us. Hax, what an wonderful experiences indeed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On our way back, both peilin and me were so busy taking photos of ourselves... I'm so crazy about photos suddenly and kept on taking pictures... Got back to school... Did some reflection, was so damn boring can... Took a few pictures on our class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to the toilet to change over. While walking to the mcdonald with everyone, we had a fun time. The boys were acting gansters and tried to beat people up. Stupid lox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Mr kang went to the mcdonald and find us. Had a little chat with us and he went home bax... After having breakfast at big mc. Me, ange, and jiali went to take bus to jurong east interchange as we wanted to go to city link... Silly me, asked a question. "Do you think it's possible for us to meet into HIM?" Ange and jiali sort of thinking that it's impossible bax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But, mind you!!! MIRACLES sometimes do happened. Indeed, i saw him there sitting with his friend seems like waiting for the others... I'm so damn happy can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Was at raffles city, went into this addidas shop and found a v nice handphone strap... Then went on walking. Decided to have ice cream... Angel thought of going to haagen daz, but i don't wish to cos the atmosphere there isn't what i wanted much. So we went to Gelare cafe... Ordered waffle with cookie n creme ice cream and passion fruit tea. It was so nice, and indeed, i enjoyed the atmosphere there. Cos i could watch everyone who passed by me from there... The foot step of those people makes me feel so good and relaxing! After eating, we went chatting about. After that, we went to the book shop which is just located beside of the cafe. Went in there, got some nice, insteresting books to read on. Go walk walk again... Went marina square, espanade... Were all having a great time with everyone's compenion... Oh, when i'm at this puma shop. i mistood the men boxer as ladies sport pants... Hahahax, was so embarrassed, thus, i quickly grabbed angel's hand and went out of the shop! Tims seems to fast pretty fast, in a bink of my eyes, it's already 5plus. So decided to look for some pasta restaurants... But, find none to our likings. So, went back to raffles city to have Subway. But, what so idiotic is that, when we went over to queue. That auntie said that we'll have to wait for another ten mintues for another tray of bread. What? This is the frist time i heard that a fast food restaurant would tell ask to come back again as they had no more bread supply. Wth... Was so fed up with it... After the third trip to the counter, i finally got my food... Went chatting and gossipping away again. Behave like auntie don't you think so? hax=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Took train home. Thinking about the difference between East Coast Park and Lim Chu Kang beach. If i can really call that place a beach??? Heaven and earth, Paradise and hell... Whatsoever, angelin went to my house and we two had a chat about many things, but can't even remember one le... Aniwae, that was my day... Quite fun together with my frens=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114526452374656007?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114526452374656007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114526452374656007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114526452374656007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114526452374656007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturdae-was-indeed-fun.html' title='saturdae was indeed fun=)'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114483687421912760</id><published>2006-04-12T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T03:14:34.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh... Little mermaid, under the sea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Got to this really a nice, funny and merry song during my one of this project in my group... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Which really can cheer you up when you are really down right moody! This song makes me to realise that we had actually all grown to big kids now. Times really flies... For this is one of the song i hear in my childhood that i really like! Do hope that it will cheer you up too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The seaweeed is always greener. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In somebody else's lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You dream about going up there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But that is a big mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Just look at the world around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Right here on the ocean floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Such wonderful things surround you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What more is you looking for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Darling it's better  down where it's wetter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take it from me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Up on the shore they work all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Out in the sun they slave away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While we devoting full time to floating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Under the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Down here all the fish is happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;As off through the waves they roll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The fish on the land aint happy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;They sad' cause they in the bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But fish in the bowl is lucky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They are in for worse fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One day when the boss get hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Guess who's gon'be on the plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nobody beat us, fry us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And eat us in  fricassee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We what the land folks loves to cook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Under the sea we off the hook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We got no troubles, like is the bubbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Since life is sweet here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We got the beat here naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Even the sturgeon and the ray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They get the urge "n" start to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We got the spirit, you got to hear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Under the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Carp play the harp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The plaice play the. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The newt play the flute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The  bass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And they sounding sharp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The bass play the brass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The chub play the tub. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The flake is the duke of soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The ray he can play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The lings on the strings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The trout rocking out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The black fish she sings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The smelt and the sprat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They know where it's at. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And oh, that blowfish blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Under the sea, under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When the sardine begin the begunie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It's music to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;What do they got, a lot of sand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We got a hot crustaceuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Each little clam here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Know how to jam here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Under the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Each little slug here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cutting a rag here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Under the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Each little snail here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Know how to wail here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;That's why it's hotter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Under the water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ya, we in luck here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Down in the muck here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Under the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114483687421912760?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114483687421912760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114483687421912760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114483687421912760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114483687421912760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-little-mermaid-under-sea.html' title='oh... Little mermaid, under the sea.'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114458811224687636</id><published>2006-04-09T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T06:08:33.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HIM&gt;&gt;&gt; What's so wrong with that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i love him... i love him... i love him... i love him... i love him... i love him... i love him... i love him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and i just love him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what's the promblem here? can anyone tell me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i just merely said it that i liked him... what so wrong to bwe straigh forward? though i know he didnt even know me and what's more don't like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;whatever that is you said... i'll  just continue to like him... that's the much i could do... you understand? i doubt you do lox... whatever that is, you think i cared? i wun even care a least bit of it. as it's just too tiring to carry the burden alone... i'm brave enough to said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;people said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Where ever you go, whatever you do. i'll be just here waiting for you. Whatever it takes or how my heart breaks. i'll be right here waiting for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;how so true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bein alone aint much to my deserises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm suffering from depression. but i'm here still kicking alive. you thimk i care you care?  i just would care. i just need those who care about me to know... it's notink, tiknx stil goes wel fer i tink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;everidae of mine is hapi daes unlik yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114458811224687636?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114458811224687636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114458811224687636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458811224687636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458811224687636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-love-him-whats-so-wrong-with-that.html' title='I LOVE HIM&gt;&gt;&gt; What&apos;s so wrong with that?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114458342959089693</id><published>2006-04-09T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T04:50:29.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Was coping in the house for long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Since morning to afternoon... Watching the tv all day, hopping to go out and let out myself freely... Hahax... Indeed, peilin called me in the afternoon and asked if i want to out cycling or not. Of cos i agreed, unfortunately, it started raining oncce i stepped out of my house... But, we still went there, heading to huilin's house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;went there to dry up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then go cycle... As usual, huilin zai me. Was pretty, fun... ha=) tinking of penguin while riding... so happy... came back home at about ten... then go bathe and watched night show, damn nice man, cos i like the male lead there... wateva ta is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;dad pestering me to iron my clothes le, so... c ya guys...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gtg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114458342959089693?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114458342959089693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114458342959089693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458342959089693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458342959089693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturdae.html' title='Saturdae'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114458278700572680</id><published>2006-04-09T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T04:39:47.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love can really be true if you use your heart to feel it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The next day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zayye: "Joe, i'm really happy to know that you actually like me as much as i do... But, I'll be leaving for US next week for further study."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Though Joe was really sad, she putted up a false front so that Zayye would stop worrying for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Joe: "Study abroad? That's great... You should really go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In Joe's thought, "It would be a very good chance to develop his talent." Thus, Joe did not want their relations matter to break it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After their conversation, Joe left the cafe without even saying a good bye, as she likes Zayye too much, too afraid that another word she said to him will cause her to disrupt her thought of giving up Zayye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Days passed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Both Zayye and Joe had not met for a long time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It was just the day before Zayye leave for US. Thus, Joe decided to call him for the last time. As she just didn't bear to let him go without even saying goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zayye: "Joe, is that you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Joe: "Yaupe... It's me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just like that, they both chatted for really long about their passed, what Zayye will be doing there and what will become the two of them after ten years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;JOe was really contented just to cjat with Zayye over the phone. She wish that the time would just stop from this very moment so that they will be able to chat on forever... It was already six, Joe knew that Zayye will have to go to the airport to check in just as wish to stay very much... Joe knew that that would happen, thus, she decided to hang up the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zayye: "Wait! Joe... Will you be missing me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Joe: "Yes, of course... Definitely very much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;She then hang up the phone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, readers, do let your imagination run wild once more to find out what actually happened it the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fairy teddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bleesings...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114458278700572680?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114458278700572680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114458278700572680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458278700572680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114458278700572680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-can-really-be-true-if-you-use_09.html' title='Love can really be true if you use your heart to feel it...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114439973061007523</id><published>2006-04-07T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:50:03.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love can really be true if you use your heart to feel it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I sudden thought of this romantic yet untrue story before i slept yesterdae... Quite like the story line as it was pretty interesting for i think... Was this "Fairy Mother" who wrote this "Fairy tale". But it's the thought that counts for writing i'm right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Both Zayye and Joe were buddy and classmates since primary school... They always shares their secrets, happiness and sorrows... Thus they enjoyed each other company very much...&lt;br /&gt;Years passed... They were already in junior high now. Affection thus, start to grow day by day... Both of them knew that they like each other very much. Thus, Joe decided to tell Zayye about how she feel towards him. Upon knowing that, Zayye was really happy! But... It was all too late. Zayye will be leaving Singapore to US for further study in a week time. But he did'nt know how to tell Joe about it as he did'nt want to see her getting hurt. After thinking for 5mintues, Zayye decided to let her know the next day. So, they both decided to meet at the cafe near their house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;story to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;let your imagination to run wild and think of what will happen next?...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;fairy teddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114439973061007523?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114439973061007523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114439973061007523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114439973061007523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114439973061007523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-can-really-be-true-if-you-use.html' title='Love can really be true if you use your heart to feel it...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114415322440550389</id><published>2006-04-04T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T05:20:25.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do they really mean by a true friend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well... A true friend... Ermm, basically what i meant by true friends are those who support you in whatever you do... They will always motivate you to a higher level of success. Encourage you to do things that you may not be really good in... Be kind to you and cheer you up whenever you are in a bad mood... Advice you on the things you did wrongly, correct your actions to a more preference way... Just love being and staying with you... Brighten your days and liven up you... Keep you close at heart... Love you in the way you are UNCONDITIONALLY... Make you ease whenver you see... Make a difference in your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;[This are just some of the opnions suggested by me, myself...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well, suddenly get into this as we were having this assembly programm to create awareness on international friendship day... But... Tell you what... I don't really have such a good friend... To me FRIENDSHIP this words is preety far away for me to reach... But to some, it may differs if you have many TRUE friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Most of my friends aint true to me. They just happily gave me empty promises and take no responsibility in their own words and actions... That's what i don't like! Do they know that by giving empty promises to someone that highly regarded it, they will break the person's heart and hurt their feelings too. Friends like this are only "casualS". Silly me, once thought that everybody will treat each and everyone nicely. But not all of them did that... Isn't it sad to say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114415322440550389?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114415322440550389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114415322440550389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114415322440550389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114415322440550389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-do-they-really-mean-by-true.html' title='What do they really mean by a true friend?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114415169428142262</id><published>2006-04-04T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T04:54:59.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a story to share...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Over heard this nice little story... Thought of sharing it with you guys. It's really nice with a moral behind of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;One cold night, a police was out to patrol the street. Not long before he came to a dark alley... Where lied a drunken man. He immediately spotted that he's the famous rich man! Thus, he decided to send him back home... Half- unconcious, the rich man didn't bother much... After a 5minutes walk, the police said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Police: "Sir, you have reach your house."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rich man: "My home? No... i don't have a home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Police (surprised... pointed out to the big villa) : "Then what's that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rich man: "That's just a place where lived... Without a family or anybody to love, care or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;                     concern. I'm just a loner without a proper accomodation..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Moral of the story is... :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;With that... The police finally understand that not even rich people are happy as wealth can't give us everything in life. More importantly, we know that wealth can't buy true happiness... Though poor may not be wealthy, we can also lead a very happy and joyous life that others would longed for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114415169428142262?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114415169428142262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114415169428142262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114415169428142262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114415169428142262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/story-to-share.html' title='a story to share...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114406147114997367</id><published>2006-04-03T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:51:11.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love you pain mi...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;This my favourite line...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I do love you... Not just because of your beauty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[Some sort of being translanted from chinese... Know it?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Just this line alone makes me set thinking for a long while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There it goes... :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Love you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Not just because of your beauty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I do love you more and more each day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Every glance of your eyes lies a great impact on my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Cos you make me to realise that my love for you can lead like a wind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So light and care-free... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And also to treasure all the days in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;When you Breath under my ear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i felt blessed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;as it will gently melt my sorrows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would really wish to use my whole life just to love you alone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;From now on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You will be all the reasons behind my happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Is a game of beauty and perfection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I felt ease whenever i hold you tight in my arms just to feel your warmth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But i just can't state any reasons why i like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;it's my heart that makes me feel so and leads me to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;[a moment of thought by me... Like it?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114406147114997367?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114406147114997367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114406147114997367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114406147114997367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114406147114997367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-you-pain-mi.html' title='Love you pain mi...?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114405902250146788</id><published>2006-04-03T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T03:10:22.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wat's al ta fuss bout?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;How can people get mature? I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;s there any way out there? Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;perhaps the fairy mother can help... D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;on't you think so too? H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ahax=) P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;retty lame i know... B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ut, does it matters? i don't think so... Right? Cos, i do belive in this fairy mother who's always by our side... Using all her mights just to protect us and prevent us from getting hurt... Did you noticed this someone out there? If not... I do think that there will definately be this person there... Just be patient and wait for "it" to appear... TRUST YASELF... Cos i belive that this world partised love, care and concern... How exactly people can be more mature and also stay still on their own rigid opnion... Can you tell?But why don't the people does so... They always change their flow of thinking... Which made others so confused... It would be hard too for friends to communicate too... It really bother that much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;that my head almost burst... Pretty worried about not being mature enough... But... Strictly no physical and mentally attack; cirtises... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As it hurts people's feeling... Please understand that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114405902250146788?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114405902250146788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114405902250146788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114405902250146788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114405902250146788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/wats-al-ta-fuss-bout.html' title='wat&apos;s al ta fuss bout?'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114405389472801605</id><published>2006-04-03T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:44:54.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mondae...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ta's de nother typical schdae fer mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;did tinkx in ta sam old usual wae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;[which oso bother mi som tims... y must i do ta sam tinkx everidae?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but i jus dun seem to find out ta ans since nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wateva ta is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;s if u care rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hax=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ermm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ntink change much xcept my sch timtable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;first lesson was eng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;was so damn borin de...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cos was doin tis piece of stupid  summary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den sci leeson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jus s we noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;gt tis nw sci tcher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n i didnt seem to understand him much either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;was quite borin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tas wat i cld sae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;heex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;nt used to him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;stil prefer ta prevoius one better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;aniwae, ta's de matter of fact...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;fact ta sci tcher had been changed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;gtta xccept tis fact n quickly adapt to ta nw "nvironment"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;eeell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wel... dun feel lik saein ani further on sch dae matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;cos mi myself is alrd damn bore man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;aft sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i've gt tis reali interestin to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i'm so proud of my cls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to tink ta we r so kpo n real enthus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;we AL went to todaes M.P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n mr kang was a bit of shock to c ta WHOLE cls ther...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;quite cute hoh? our cls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;quite fun xcept ta it was pretti hot under ta scorchin sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n wat's mor is ta those boys actuali immitate hw edwin walked n do ta sam s him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;my god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it's so damn terrible man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;everione laugh lik mad too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den went hom wif huilin n jiali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;decid to go 7 eleven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tot of spendin 5buckx fer ta winnie the pooh badges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;but in the end no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;jus bought drinkx n went to ta busstp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;weep... so poor tink... no winnie the pooh fer mi... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;den board bus n cam back hom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;wher i'm exactly here... in front of ta comp... aft a bath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;haizx... hw relax i'm...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;btw, gtta end here le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;c ya guyx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114405389472801605?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114405389472801605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114405389472801605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114405389472801605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114405389472801605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/mondae.html' title='mondae...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114398190712548817</id><published>2006-04-02T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T05:45:07.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sundae...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So borin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;tis hole wkend is lik hell to mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i jus cnt help yawnin ta wae from dae to nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n strangeli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;notink seems to insterest mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;even ta tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;though watchin it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it oso didnt seem to insterest mi much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fer u noe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm owae keen nj veri much engross in watchin tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;most probabli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i wasnt in ta rite mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;didnt reali go aniwher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;jus went to kah yee's hse to do som project...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wif grace, nwe nwe, jie xin, jing yi, wan xin n of cos kah yee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;early in ta mornin ytd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;was so damn slpy lox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n didnt even ate my breakfast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so went ova to ta shop outsid ta busstp to buy a sandwich...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;did ta stupid project fer quite lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;den went hom bout 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;met glen in ta bus... etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wat annoyeed mi is ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i didnt  actuali went out wif frens to pae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;none were free ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stuck at hom todae too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;mum's stil at states to accompany my sis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so borin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;though didnt reali lik her naggin when she's at hom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but when she's at hom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i didnt hav to b som bore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;n she'l tak mi to do som shoppin n cok fer mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;haixz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oso duno reali noe when she com back...=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;poor mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114398190712548817?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114398190712548817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114398190712548817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114398190712548817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114398190712548817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/04/sundae.html' title='sundae...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114371786409157196</id><published>2006-03-30T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T03:24:24.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th march...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;was here again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dint hav much  to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n i felt reali sian jus to b here alone waitin fer tim to pass on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loks lik som stupot edioo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahax...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;btw, didnt reali wana open my mouth to scold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;blame it on ta tim, it jus goes so slowly ta i've ntink to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thus dicided to scold so s to let tim to pass faster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bad arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nah, in fact  tis ppl may need som of my PRECIOUS ADVICE TOO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aint i rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n tel u tis i may b gd to ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;n wun sae ani bad remarks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but, dun eva try to climb ova my head or tak mi fer granted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OR i'l mak u pay doubly ta price...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gt tis CLEAR n SCANNED it into ya brain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;noe mi hu's llik ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jus a strand of my hair lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u wil gt it from mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i mean wat i sae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;trust mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aniwae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;felt quite relax aft ta piece of my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cn finalli gt a gd rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;opps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;nah nah nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;omost fergt to check if i hav ani HW 1st...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ai ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sian la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114371786409157196?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114371786409157196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114371786409157196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114371786409157196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sec1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and she did quite wel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hop ta she cn continue to join mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n nt quit half wae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hax...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114355127856215148?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114355127856215148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114355127856215148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114355127856215148'/><link rel='self' 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style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i'm so hapi=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;angel cam my hse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den we cook fook tgt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;noe wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i cn reali cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;while angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she dosent even noe wat's ta difference btween onoin n gralic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hax=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;den we eat tgt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n somtink happened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we both eat lik pigs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;she went to slp at my hse sofa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;while i was here wif ta comp...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ritin somtink bad bout her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hahahahahax=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;shhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;dun tel her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;or i'l b dead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114344808003690167?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114344808003690167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114344808003690167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114344808003690167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114344808003690167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/03/sch-starts-again.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114344759622278400</id><published>2006-03-27T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:19:56.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sundae...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;went to JB early yin ta mornin at 6...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;to cementary to pray fer my grandmother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;had lunch wif my family n relatives den cam back to spore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;reach at 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;knew ta EY was ther in ta library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so i asked angel to pei mi go c him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;heex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;n we did saw him lox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;so hapi=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114344759622278400?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114344759622278400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114344759622278400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114344759622278400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/114344759622278400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/03/sundae.html' title='sundae...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114344736468647034</id><published>2006-03-26T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:16:04.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was bout to go fer cycling tis aftnoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jl sudenly cnt go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so, tot of cancellin it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hw sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i havnt sae finished yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;late aftnoon, pl called...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n saed ta we cn go cyclin nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yaeppie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i tok bus wif ta stupid angelin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n den i duno y she's owaes late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she mak mi wait fer so lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n i reali feelin lik cursin n swearin her!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den we reach le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta leslie hoh... was ther cyclin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;saw us n ignore us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den went al ta wae from hl's hse to boonlay ther...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta stupid creepy old place to repair those bikes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta tink is ta, ther's a mama shop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n i bought my orange n chocolate bun n apple juice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i duno hw to cycle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den pl long bang mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so scary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i omost fal dwn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den in te end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hl long bang mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so gd lox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cos she so steady n was reali fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so damn shuai n cool man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so fun som mor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den on our wae to eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i saw sombody ta lok lik pinku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den i ask hl to chiong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahax=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n i did saw him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heex... so hapi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when we were at mc, mi n pl n angel felt so hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;u noe y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cos hl n l was jus bsid of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so heartwarmin rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; aft eatin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;we went ridin ta bike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;s usual, hl carry mi. on ta bike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to ta park, n we had a wild tim ther...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den gt to cheers at lakesid ther, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;buy drinks den go hl hse to tok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den alvin came to fetch mi, angel n pl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sent pl hom n ta three of us went clementi to eat roti prata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta alvin fergt rto bring money... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n i had to help him pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den went haagen daz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had a fun tim eatin ice cream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den sent angel hom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;den alvin sent mi hom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;saw my watch, n it was alreadi 12plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so went back n watch tv...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;slp at 3plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ta end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i did noe ta i described til veri stupidli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pardon mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114344736468647034?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114344736468647034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=114344736468647034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&amp;amp; yippe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i completd al my task...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;thus, i was here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i didnt saw pinku todae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;haixz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;though i noe he was in sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;aniwae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i shldnt b metionin him al ta tim rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114249083376531203?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114246868880884627</id><published>2006-03-15T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T16:24:48.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heex=)</title><content type='html'>yeah!&lt;br /&gt;2nd dae of ta stupid IT workshop le...&lt;br /&gt;wish ta it wil end soon...&lt;br /&gt;but, it jus started...&lt;br /&gt;hax...&lt;br /&gt;noe wat...&lt;br /&gt;tis holidae isnt ta fun either...&lt;br /&gt;rottin at hom...&lt;br /&gt;is wat al i did...&lt;br /&gt;no fun, no ntertainment...&lt;br /&gt;it terribly bores mi!&lt;br /&gt;hop to go out fer fun...&lt;br /&gt;but ta holidae is gona end pretti soon.&lt;br /&gt;haizx=(&lt;br /&gt;sian la!&lt;br /&gt;aniwae... i mayb busy tinkin of my xiong n pinku le...&lt;br /&gt;ey r owaes ta best...&lt;br /&gt;gota go...&lt;br /&gt;susie...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114238749388712388</id><published>2006-03-14T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:10:53.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i'm so sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cn stil tink of my pinku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;baby penguin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nw at sch fer nrichment course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so borin lox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ermm, jie xin hoh sittin bsid of mi, wan xin den kah yee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;den jus nw jx kips bullyin wan xin den stil cal her tan chi po...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;laugh lik mad sia...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;feel lik slpin le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gtta stay here til sickenin 6!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fer i tink...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my baby penguin is stil ta best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114238749388712388?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114238749388712388/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-114102430683109661</id><published>2006-02-26T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T23:11:46.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heex=)</title><content type='html'>heex...&lt;br /&gt;my wound had healed...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;ther's tis stupid scar ther...&lt;br /&gt;eeell...&lt;br /&gt;ta's wat i hate!&lt;br /&gt;a scar!&lt;br /&gt;wat shld i do to gt rid of ta stupid line on my hand?&lt;br /&gt;tel mi pls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-114102430683109661?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/114102430683109661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>heex...&lt;br /&gt;lng tim no rite here le...&lt;br /&gt;hahax=)&lt;br /&gt;ermm...&lt;br /&gt;i jus gt cutdurin dnt lesson...&lt;br /&gt;so pain... hahax...&lt;br /&gt;but healed le...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113974513276553623?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113974513276553623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113974513276553623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113974513276553623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113974513276553623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/02/heex.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-113921268483687440</id><published>2006-02-05T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T23:58:04.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey=) i feelin much better le...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tankx fer consolin mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i reali appreciater fer al ta u hav done fer mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;smiles travels to u from mi=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113921268483687440?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113921268483687440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113921268483687440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113921268483687440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113921268483687440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-i-feelin-much-better-le.html' title='hey=) i feelin much better le...'/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-113914030416237083</id><published>2006-02-05T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T03:51:44.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bad feelin... =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'M troubled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;reali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i reali hate to b in tis situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;REALI... I"M SICK of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's cam across my mind oli ytd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it was jus lik an nitemare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ta i cld owaes rmb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he told mi tis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tinks ta i'm so hapi to hear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but nt from his mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ta i cld oli tink ta it was rubbish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;totali absurb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i hate it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i reali need somone to care n love mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cld it b him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wher is tis him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;u al may tink ta i'm saein bout either pinku n xiao xiong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;tis tim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's nt! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fer nw ta i cn oli tink is a much practical wae rather that to continue to tink bout em...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fer i had no love matters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wat i cld cherish nw is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my frenship...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;bein wif ya al... my frens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahax=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;aft ritin al tis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i felt much better le... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cheers... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113914030416237083?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113914030416237083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113914030416237083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;haixz...&lt;br /&gt;so  SAD...&lt;br /&gt;lastly,&lt;br /&gt;i wana sae ta...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE BEAR N PINKU!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113893708359303111?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113893708359303111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113893708359303111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113893708359303111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113893708359303111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/02/he-cam-to-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-113893684566151589</id><published>2006-02-02T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T19:20:45.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bear...&lt;br /&gt;hahax... =)&lt;br /&gt;wher r u nw?&lt;br /&gt;i hav nt seen ya fer mths...&lt;br /&gt;ms u so...&lt;br /&gt;haizx...&lt;br /&gt;he was ther in sch...&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt gt a chance to c him...&lt;br /&gt;haizx...&lt;br /&gt;cos i went back hom le...=(&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;nw...&lt;br /&gt; sick...&lt;br /&gt;terribly SICK!&lt;br /&gt;havin a fever jus ytd...&lt;br /&gt;nt havin a gd tim...&lt;br /&gt;so SICK...&lt;br /&gt;damn sian...&lt;br /&gt;cousins comin later to my hse...&lt;br /&gt;stil needa entertain em...&lt;br /&gt;borin!=(&lt;br /&gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;wana sae ta...&lt;br /&gt;SUSIE LOVES PINKU N BEAR...=)&lt;br /&gt;hahax...&lt;br /&gt;end my crap here lex...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113893684566151589?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113893684566151589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113893684566151589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113893684566151589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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band...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sencondli, gt scolded n accused by frenx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thirtli, gt "attack" . a idiot gal push mi n made my hair so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;MESSY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;n i was so ngry bout ta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahax...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aniwae, feelin much better nw...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;at least i gt a smile on my face nw=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;though, misfortune falls on mi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hop to c pinku leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tis hole wk nv c him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;n i dun noe y i kip fergtin to c him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;though i noe ta ta was ta oli chance per dae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haixz=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xian dian liao le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113893630336286441?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/feeds/113893630336286441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21846354&amp;postID=113893630336286441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113893630336286441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21846354/posts/default/113893630336286441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkunbear.blogspot.com/2006/02/ta-was-reali-bad-dae-fer-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>craserise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00327025819018657336</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21846354.post-113888070679526903</id><published>2006-02-02T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T03:45:06.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i jus cnt gt close to pinku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haizx... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hw i wish ta i cld c him everidae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i wun mind even it's far out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i jus wana lok at him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ta's it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;n i wun ask fer mor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cld i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;possibly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21846354-113888070679526903?l=pinkunbear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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