<?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-6869052</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:49:24.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`gps-rockx!</title><subtitle type='html'>6/6erx rockx!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112670652233226044</id><published>2005-09-14T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T22:04:13.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ALOHA! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dang.the exam stress is here again. bleukk.can the EOY holidays come faster. ugh.hmm,anyway we went to 'sunlove daycare centre for the elderly'apparently to entertain the old folks there xD i can CRY ): they &lt;s&gt;were&lt;/s&gt; are suffering from dementia. thought mild but there are MANY who are seriously suffering from mental illness and they're like PRISONERS luh. all same clothes and shorts and being confined in a pathetic room. tsk! when the nurses brought the whole lot down for dinner they're EXACTLY like jailbirds. wth. and look at the way they feed them.like forcing the food down their throat or something. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;idiot.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway anyway. four more weeks to the EOY. thy shalt start working hard xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. and maybe community work during the holidays. hahs *gleams* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WORKING HARD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112670652233226044?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112670652233226044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112670652233226044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/aloha-dang.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112634400838287177</id><published>2005-09-10T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:22:49.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things to do&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(apparently by today):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) see me at one am (uhs?&lt;br /&gt;2)drop a testimonial (what to write?)&lt;br /&gt;3)to blog (im blogging now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;things to do&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(beforeschoolreopens):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)50 SRAs.im done with 21 so 29 more to go ):&lt;br /&gt;2)chinese compo (blueekk.would i ever get it done?)&lt;br /&gt;3)math review question 13 (im going crazee.really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; little&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;do you want me to? im weak.it's true.cause im afraid to know the answer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112634400838287177?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112634400838287177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112634400838287177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/things-to-do-apparently-by-today-1-see.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112623841470550786</id><published>2005-09-09T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T12:02:11.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Le miel de dos de im ! &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SOBS.the camp wasnt something too good to begin with was it? hmm what happened recently? you can call it ALOT. A HEAP.whatever.haha all i know is i FINALLY home on my OWN comfy bed and goodbyes to the stupid mpr shit.haha.camille jiebing and i didnt bring our sleeping bags.all of us were saying one night only luh.dont sleep kayys.we'll chat through night.haha. we were so wrong.all of us were DEAD TIRED. i repeat. DEAD TIRED! and all we had to lie on was sheryl's sleeping bag.how pathetic.against the SUPER UBER COLD air-con. and when i woke up the next day I MIRACULOUSLY WENT MUTE luh.i lost my voice just like that.BISH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and earlier in the day we went cycling at pulau ubin.and i realise i gotta polish up on my bicycle skills.haha.i seriously cannot control that BIKE. lols.all that bumps and humps and uphill and downhill. gosh. i almost DIE there. really. after that we went back to school to freshen up and ONE BIG GROUP of us walked to white sands and took the train down to tampines mall to settle our own dinner.AND THE INTERESTING PART WAS ALL THE PSL WATCHED THE RED EYE along with the teachers. FOC (: stupid cher hao said i sound like that guy in the show with his windpipe being stabbed with a pen. ughhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;nothing much during the night.farewell night and stuff.blah blah.and i seriously think im going MUTE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;beatrice----*you should have come for the camp luh.funn but tiring.we could have watched the show together and dine together.imagine lova&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roxane----* im back.yes finally hons.and i know i sound horrible now luh.saw you last night.haha.im waiting for you to tell me about the manymanymany things that happened in your camp (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;girl----*have you copied the SRA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112623841470550786?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112623841470550786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112623841470550786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/le-miel-de-dos-de-im-sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112601043214701662</id><published>2005-09-06T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T21:13:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;NET BUZZ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his and hers computer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women claim that computers should be referred to in the masculine gender because:&lt;br /&gt;-In order to get their attention,you have to turn them on&lt;br /&gt;-They are supposed to help you solve problems,but half the time they are the problem&lt;br /&gt;-As soon as you commit to one,you realize that,if you had waited a little longer,you could habe had a better model (X &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men concluded that computers should be referred to in the feminine gender because:&lt;br /&gt;-No one but the creator understands their internal logic&lt;br /&gt;-The native language they used to communicate with other computers is incomprehinsible to everyone else&lt;br /&gt;-Even your smallest mistakes are stores in long term memory for retrieval&lt;br /&gt;-As soon as you make a commitment to one,you find yourself spending hals your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agree anyone? haha. extracted from a newspaper clipping. bwhaha *grins* anyway anyway my cousins came over for dinn tonight. chop chop.we had a VARIETY of chickens. lols. deep-fried,stir-fried,black pepper and a fried fish. THE FUNNIEST THING WAS WHEN MY UNCLE CAME HERE AFTER WORK,HIS FIRST COMMENT ON THE FOOD WAS "&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHY'S THE FOOD ALL THE SAME COLOUR?"&lt;/span&gt; GOLDENBROWN.DARKBROWN.TANNEDBROWN. chikabooooo (x 12 more hours and im off to psl camp. *groans* why is everybody pon-tanking this camp? why why why? *glares at my lovagirl* tsked! hmm,i'll be back only on thursday night.and when im off,roxane hons is back. ^&amp;amp;$%*!)$ and three cheers for me! my dad reformatted the mmc card ((:ALRIGHTO,IM OFF TO PACK MY BARANGS BARANGS FOR TOMORROW.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;#LOVE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112601043214701662?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112601043214701662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112601043214701662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/net-buzz-his-and-hers-computer-women.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112593194003654010</id><published>2005-09-05T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:45:11.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yowie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;second post of the day.im back from bedok. went there for dinner just now. oh-so yummy! but the stingray was&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; HORRIBLY&lt;/span&gt; hot.and im so unlucky luh. gagagaghhh. my memory card got locked. i actually forgot my own password. wthwthwth!! ): boo-hoo.i cant retrieve my pictures now -cries- im bugging my dad to format the mmc card asap. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;You got me lifted shifted higher than a ceiling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And ooh wee it’s the ultimate feeling &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got me lifted feeling so gifted&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112593194003654010?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112593194003654010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112593194003654010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/yowie.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112589490927569431</id><published>2005-09-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:35:09.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;HEY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i really dont know how the next half an hour is going to pass. the time is slowly ticking away. SLOWLY ticking away. i want it to pass FASTER la. gosh. the last time i looked at the clock was ONLY five minutes ago. how pathetic. it seemed LONG tho. sighs. this is horrible horrible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sigh double sigh triple sigh.im off to 'explore' my cam. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;LOVE-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112589490927569431?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112589490927569431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112589490927569431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/heyi-really-dont-know-how-next-half.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112576699664649068</id><published>2005-09-04T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:07:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;muaha. today rocked!!! wooo!!! haha. the digital cam is just awesome. clap clap clap! awwweeesssooommmeee. i finally bought it! yes! f-i-n-a-l-l-y *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONYYY DSC-T07! fantasticccc. currently charging the battery.ill be able to use it tmr! wheeeeeeee. anyway i started on this new layout in the afternoon and continued with it at ten plus all the way to now. hmm. im sleepy already*yawns* timecheck now is exactly one in the MORNING. woww.morning. and there's church tmr at 1045. hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and if you're reading this. im sorry i didnt get you your chipsmore and lemon lime. apologies. carrefour was close by that time. i owe you one kays. but you know what you owe me an apple aloe vera juice if youve ACTUALLY forgotten (: and YOU'RE THE BEST! out with FAMOUSAMOS luh. whoever that is. hmpf. im OUT with my CHIPSMORE! blahhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(x i wanna noe who oso!! yr wadeva chipsmore! and..u owe me uh! rmb! my cookies and juice? oh yah. SOON! urm..got yr digi cam? now u can happily take pics. hahas. okie thn. shant disturb? gd nitesss.. happy dreams kays! YOU'RE THE BEST TOO! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!! still not telling me luh? I'LL TEAR YOUR HEART OPEN and find who's famous amos! i WILL!&lt;br /&gt;just you wait. hmpf. alright alright. hopefully when i wake up tmr i'll see famous amos' name on my blog? *glee* so long and goodnight &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112576699664649068?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112576699664649068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112576699664649068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/09/muaha.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112463234339060162</id><published>2005-08-21T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:29:17.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shadows bleeding through the light Where the love once shined so bright Came without a reason Don't let go on us tonight Love's not always black and white Haven't I always loved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. i bored so i came to blog. hehes. dont mind maine? =P but i got nth to write. bleahs. =P oh yah. wish all the best to everyone taking common test tml! gd luck! hope u all can do well uh? hehes. STUDY HARD !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112463234339060162?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112463234339060162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112463234339060162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/08/shadows-bleeding-through-light-where.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112402026061070030</id><published>2005-08-14T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:29:30.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;bedtime story- (fall asleep after hearing this story !)&lt;br /&gt;here goes.&lt;br /&gt;once. there was a boy name den. He fell in love with a gal name Jane. Den was fat, ugly and not popular at all, he knew he stand no chance of winning Jane's heart. Jane was popular at sch. she was pretty, clever and understanding. She basically what a guy wants. she had many suitors in sch. Everyday, boys will bring a bouquet of flowers and put it on her desk. It was every guy's wish to date her out. But. she believes only she will date the one she loves.&lt;br /&gt;Her beauty brought jealousy and enviness to the gals in sch. All the gals were envy of her beauty, they wanted what she had but it was impossible. Mary and a grp of gals decided to play prank on her. Their motive was to ruin her image, so that no guys will be attracted to her. Secondary 4 ball night was approaching, and everyone was prepared for that night. On that night, everyone was dressed to their nines. Jane was no exception, she came to ball with a dress. Mary and her friends had prepared a cake, and a bucket of water to ruin her. Jane was talking to some guys near the stage. They were happily chatting and laughing when mary appeared holding a cake, while the rest was behind her with the bucket of water. They approached mary and threw the cake towards her. At this moment, Den saw what was happening. He run towards Jane and the cake which hauled in the air. He stood in front of Jane and shield her from the cake. Jane was shocked. She dint noe how to react, while Den was splashed with a cake onto his blazer and face. He shielded someone he love so deeply. From that incident, it touched Jane's heart and she fell in love with him. They began going out on dates and promised each other of their love to each other.&lt;br /&gt;P.s Its not wrong to sacrifice for someone u love and love comes fm deep within and not the outer beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comes with a touch of my heart. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. a story i created on my own. sounds crappy. hahs. sry. i did my best.. -blush-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112402026061070030?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112402026061070030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112402026061070030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/08/bedtime-story-fall-asleep-after.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112392053443818071</id><published>2005-08-13T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:12:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mainey&lt;/strong&gt; ! i'm here to blog for you! bleahs. x) (its sounds lame lohs..) urm? its harder thn writing testi.. seriously.. okie.. get to work.. hello (x3) . national day we went to esplanade to watch fireworks. in fact.. 3 mins of it? hahs.. blame who uh? before that went to maine and roxane suggested going to bugis. so.. we went there.. went to took neoprints. p.s we spent a lot of time there yah? thanks to ken. keep talkin on the phone!! (hopes he doesnt see this.) hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to esplanade and enjoyed the short 3 mins of fireworks display. it was awesome. Hurray SG ! =P it was crowded.. pple pushing their way thru and sorts. we walked in too-too-train row ! hahs.. with ken our captain of the train. bleahs..=P we met jack and mark there oso. (it was arranged) yupps. and we walk to the bridge outside fullton hotel and took photos there with rox's cam. hmm.. spent some time there before we head to the river taxi. we managed to bargain with the salesperson( is he called a salesperson?) i dunno. hehe.. he gave us 50% discount on the tix. kind soul indeed ! the ride was windy. waving to people. and making wish. wads yr wish? hmm.. hopes wishes can be true.. = ) -winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd.. the three of us skipped mock exam and bump into u all.. hahs.. so slack at canteen.. while u all help us keep a lookout. lols.. after that went to watch talentime. gosh ! i missed the song (at the beginning with u). u didnt call me to go watch. ! -evil- congrats to jack and mark on getting in.. = ) u guys sang well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghs.. i seriously dunno wad to write. oh yah.. tml got fireworks? who's going anyway? hahs.. rmb to be early and not miss any of it.. =P okie okie.. cya ! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sry maine.. ahhs.. kinda crappy.. serious lost.! dunno wad to write.. hahs..) -blush- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes. Even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills my mind. I somehow find, you and I collide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112392053443818071?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112392053443818071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112392053443818071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/08/mainey-im-here-to-blog-for-you-bleahs.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112297935530081649</id><published>2005-08-02T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:30:04.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for the cross Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for the price You paid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In love You came&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And gave amazing grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks (x3) it really does.&lt;br /&gt;who is she to comment on a hypocrite when she herself is one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for this love Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for the nail pierced hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now all I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your forgiveness and embrace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112297935530081649?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112297935530081649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112297935530081649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/08/thank-you-for-cross-lord-thank-you-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112290780394243586</id><published>2005-08-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:50:03.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im dead (x3) tired now. i can fall asleep anytime but because roxane darling my brighter-than-bright sweetiepie wants me to blog. so here i am. blogging FOR HER SAKE (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho-hum. today.first day of the week.mrs kang didnt come for CHEMISTRY lesson today. so we had two free periods. practically slacking throughout. had pe after that (x we played softball! haha! super-uber FUNN! and we (camille,jie bing,hui ling and me) had to look for mr khoo after school today. WHY?  cause we skipped assembly and hid in class. wthwth! he practically launched into this looooooooong talk with the four of us. -faints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well,roxane! this paragraph is specially dedicated to you!&lt;br /&gt;ROXANE WEE LI MIN (thanks for standing by)&lt;br /&gt;and whatever ziz zag zoo bright lightbulb shit.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112290780394243586?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112290780394243586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112290780394243586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-dead-x3-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112273034904728449</id><published>2005-07-30T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:47:37.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired tired tired. woke up at eleven this morning. hmm, not exactly, i physically woke up at ten but just lazed around in bed until eleven.ho-humm, yesterday night last night i fooled around with my phone after lights out. just lying on my bed playing around, sms[ing] till i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is a dead,dreary,dry,dull,flat,humdrum,irksome, monotonous,routine,stupid,tedious,tiresome,&lt;br /&gt;uneventful,uninspired, uninteresting,vapid,wearisom day which in simpler word means BORING -.- gagaa. look or sound familiar? well,i extracted it from TIMES-CHAMBER pocket thesaurus.look at what boredom have turn me into. im going barmy,batty,cracked,daft,delirious,demented, deranged,distracted,looney,mad,non compos,nuts,preposterous,psychotic,INSANE! (symptoms of a lunacy) *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet the e2 girls today. but sadly jie bing wasnt allowed out and apparently (did i spell it correctly?) hui ling and yenli went movie-ing without asking me and camille. wthwth! ! had wanted to look for them but camille wasnt too keen so here i am stuck at home! I SWEAR IM OUTTA THIS HOUSE TOMORROW! oh but wait,im going to church tomorrow which means i'll get to see my church babes which means we're gonna have funn which also means that tomorrow WILL be a blast! omigawd. *hopefully*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. and haha! dominique was featured on today newspaper on page 46? haha. i was lazng around on the sofa when i took today's newspaper. flipping through when i saw the "Sports School mean business now"and there was a teeny-weeny picture of dominique. but but therewas a bigger picture of him on page 46 luh. and my mum said he isnt 'shuai' *arbish* ho-hum,true actually he doesnt look nice in that picture.oh wells,why am i talking about him. blahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. double sigh. triple sigh.&lt;br /&gt;*poof* im gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112273034904728449?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112273034904728449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112273034904728449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/07/tired-tired-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-112263939764524663</id><published>2005-07-29T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:22:52.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*breaths in;breathes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuppycakes,sugarplums,honeybuns,sweetiepies! I've NOT blog for sucha LONGGG time already! hmm,but anyway life have been.. hmm well, pretty alright. streaming this year! *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;-im working hard- crosses fingers. heh. i dont know whatta to blog!! im suddenly so lost. lalaa. ill be back! im off for dinnn! muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[post 2]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* time check now is 1110pm. i just bought a 'rainbow' brand ice-cream from bernard @ ten bucks which comes with 2 packets of wafer. haha. poor roxane. she bought two boxes and only got three wafer. haiyo roxane hon,you got cheated luh.crazy people like them (bernard and co) goes round selling ice-cream in the middle of the night. and deliver right to the door-step. tsktsk. haha. alright alright. im off to bed alr. so long and good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#lotsaLOVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-112263939764524663?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112263939764524663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/112263939764524663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/07/breaths-inbreathes-out.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111849989053995724</id><published>2005-06-11T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:45:53.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Boy i've missed your kisses all the time but this is twenty five minutes too late though you travelled so far boy im sorry you are twenty five minutes too late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetings! baby im back! (: &lt;strong&gt;THE FMM TRAIL WAS A BLAST! A WHOLE LOT OF FUNN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me start from day 1one all the way to day 6six yepp? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the fmm convent [@430pm],unpack and freshen up.got our designated room.but we did some shifting? haha. ended up sleeping with camille and charmaine dearie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2TWO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started community work. went uphill with geraldine,zhi hui,melissa,ms chai,jiayi etc etc to do weeding. hot&amp;amp;tiring but FUNN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3THREE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued with our communtiy work but this time we spring cleaned the retreat centre. super slack. haha! we stayed in our rooms and took pictures instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 4FOUR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked all the way to the beach. super super nice. the wave and everything. haha! then we got a craving for coke? lols! but the mac there didnt have soft drinks until eleven. so we bought cans of coke from the shops nearby and went to mac for ice. lols.hmm, spend an hour or so there and we went back to pack our stiff to check into the hotel!! the hotel is AWESOME! bunked in with charmaine dear (: OHH! AND WE WENT TO WATCH FIREFLIES IN THE NIGHT! IT WAS A PRETTY SUPER PRETTY SIGHT! PLUS THE STARRY NIGHT! AWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 5FIVE&lt;/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning call [@630am]. had breakfast and went to some stupid museum. BORING luh! and after that was rock climbing and and and&lt;strong&gt; LAKE CHINI&lt;/strong&gt; was super super (x 10) FUNN! especiall the boat ride to visit the ORANG PISANG! haha. actually they are the orang asli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;after dinner was shopping. but sadly we only had an hour and a half. didnt get much.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 6SIX&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;which is today. hmm,reached singapore at around five. left kuantan at eleven plus.went to get some local products in the morning.thats all.alright then i got to go. ciao! (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kuantan! pictures &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v326/speciesofmaine/orang%20pisang/"&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/v326/speciesofmaine/orang%20pisang/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;MUACKS!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111849989053995724?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111849989053995724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111849989053995724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/06/boy-ive-missed-your-kisses-all-time_11.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111763037772949266</id><published>2005-06-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:02:26.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought sometime alone was what &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; i really needed you said this time would hurt more than it helps but I couldn't see that I thought it was the end of a beautiful story and so I left the one I loved at home to be alone and I tried to find out if this one thing is true that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im nothing without you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard holding you loving you losing you its sad to be true and be fooled by you&lt;br /&gt;I dont know &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;should I stay or should I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy is wat crazy do crazy in love im a crazy fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111763037772949266?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111763037772949266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111763037772949266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-thought-sometime-alone-was-what-we-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111755082738283363</id><published>2005-05-31T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:58:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another b-o-r-i-n-g day! whaaaa! met up with roxane dearie in the afternoon. did our eng homework at the clubhouse aye dearie? so super proud of &lt;s&gt;myself. &lt;/s&gt;ourselves. we completed the grammar section for english right darling? haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR THE FMM TRAIL! IT WILL BE A BLAST! YES IT WILL BE CAUSE ALL MY DARLINGS WILL BE THERE!WAHH! CANT CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! and you know we'll get to see fireflies. those bright bright insects! and we'll get to do some shopping! and and and- alright im insane luh.haha. all caused by boredom. hmm,bet tomorrow will be YET ANOTHER BORING DAY! i just know it. &lt;s&gt;i miss him. nononon. I DONT why should i?!&lt;/s&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really know where to start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fixing my broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;You really know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Your emotional tools can cure any fool&lt;br /&gt;Whose dreams have fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fixing a broken heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the rain will stop falling baby&lt;br /&gt;And I'll forget the past&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we are at last&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111755082738283363?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111755082738283363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111755082738283363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-b-o-r-i-n-g-day-whaaaa-met-up.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111741730970141760</id><published>2005-05-30T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T10:06:31.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knew the signs wasn't right I was stupid for a while&lt;br /&gt;Swept away by you &amp; now I feel like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So confused-My heart's bruised&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Out of reach-so far&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never had your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach-couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were never meant to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch myself from despair I could drown&lt;br /&gt;If I stay here keeping busy everyday&lt;br /&gt;I know I will be okay&lt;br /&gt;But I was so confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span colour="cccccc"&gt;My heart's bruised&lt;/span&gt; w&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;as I ever loved by you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much hurt so much pain takes a while to regain&lt;br /&gt;What is lost inside &amp;amp; I hope that in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll be out of my mind &amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be over you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of reach-so far&lt;/strong&gt; y&lt;strong&gt;ou never gave your heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my reach I can see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;There's a life out there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111741730970141760?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111741730970141760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111741730970141760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/knew-signs-wasnt-right-i-was-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111727262773460132</id><published>2005-05-28T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T09:27:44.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope you never lose your sense of wonder&lt;br /&gt;You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger&lt;br /&gt;May you &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; take one single breath for granted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God forbid love ever leave you empty handed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when you stand beside the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Promise me that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you'll give fate the fighting chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never fear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;those mountains in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance&lt;br /&gt;Living might mean taking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;chances but they're worth taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come close to selling out reconsider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give the heavens above &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more than just a passing glance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Time is a wheel in constant motion always)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Rolling us along)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope you dance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Where those years have gone)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when you stand by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Promise me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you'll give faith the fighting chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to dominique! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im addicted to this song now (x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111727262773460132?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111727262773460132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111727262773460132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-hope-you-never-lose-your-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111702546128678474</id><published>2005-05-25T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T20:51:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And if I lived a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;You know I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;The way I lost my heart to you that day&lt;br /&gt;But if destiny decided I should look the other way&lt;br /&gt;Then the world would never know&lt;br /&gt;The greatest story ever told&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell you that I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Just how much I really need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oliver james is CUTE! (x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be back to blog (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111702546128678474?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111702546128678474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111702546128678474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-if-i-lived-thousand-years-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111650650597894923</id><published>2005-05-19T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T20:47:38.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wherever you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will be right here waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or how my heart breaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could stay awake just to hear you breathing&lt;br /&gt;watch you smile while you are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;while youre far away dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could spend my life in this sweet surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could stay lost in this moment forever&lt;br /&gt;every moment spent with you is a moment i treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont want to miss one smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont want to miss one kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just want to be with you right here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just like this i just want to hold you close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;feel your heart so close to mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and just stay here in this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for all the rest of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;and all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;cause sooner or later its over&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;your love was like candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;artificially sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was deceived by the wrapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111650650597894923?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111650650597894923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111650650597894923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/wherever-you-go-whatever-you-do-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111642396727138577</id><published>2005-05-18T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T22:03:42.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HOUSE OF WAX!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A road trip to the biggest college football championship of the year takes a turn for the worse for Carly (ELISHA CUTHBERT), Paige (PARIS HILTON) and their friends when they decide to camp out for the night before heading to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A confrontation with a mysterious trucker at the camp site leaves everyone unsettled, and Carly has her hands full trying to keep the peace between her boyfriend Wade (JARED PADALECKI) and her hot-headed brother Nick (CHAD MICHAEL MURRAY). They wake up the next morning to find that their car has been deliberately tampered with. At the risk of being stranded, they accept a local's invitation for a ride into Ambrose, the only town for miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, they are drawn to Ambrose's main attraction-Trudy's House of Wax, which is filled with remarkably life-like wax sculptures. But as they soon discover, there is a shocking reason the exhibits look so real. As the friends uncover the town's dark secrets, they are stalked by a demented killer and find themselves in a bloody battle for survival. The group must find a way out of Ambrose-or become permanent additions to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOUSE OF WAX&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahhh. just stepped into my house.time check -855pm- nobody's home.andd guess what? roxane dearie and i walked home.yes WE WALKED HOME FROM TAMPINES MART! imran and camille girl luh. lazy pigss. took bus 81 home. heh (x we walked all the way to the overhead bridge then rx dear took her usual route hme. and i was left walking that long stretch of road all alone. tsktsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual people (theKEYS) went to daviidy's house to watch HOUSE OF WAX! screamsssssssss. so GRUESOME and SCARY and GORY and and and everything else related to the word-FRIGHTENING luhh. dont ever watch that show! they kill people by cutting the wrist ankle with a pair of scissors! gross gross gross! -shuts- i dont wanna comment on it anymore. nonononono =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty.so all of us took bus 28 to tampines mart for din din after the show. had fillet burger at kfc.heh.not badd luh. but i prefer the shroom one (x  sighss. feeling so low now. )x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;if i could fall into the sky;do you think time would pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111642396727138577?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111642396727138577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111642396727138577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/house-of-wax-road-trip-to-biggest.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111625871865173098</id><published>2005-05-16T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:51:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhhh. my legs are aching!! reall badly. grrr. but we had &lt;strong&gt;FUNN&lt;/strong&gt; luh. right? camille dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll start from the start of the day alright? arranged to meet camillle at tampines mrt platform at 2wo. but i was late.poor girl took the &lt;s&gt;rain&lt;/s&gt;train back and forth. and what luck luh right. we saw 'ahem' and 'ahem2' in the mrt. and they even alighted at the same stop at us! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i mentioned FUNN right. WHYY? cause we saw &lt;strong&gt;CREAM&lt;/strong&gt;! and many other familiar faces. we wanted to see BIG HEAD;cause she/he was also at bugis ( did i mention that we went to bugis? heh.) and we walked round and around the mall five/six times and all we got was a shirt? tsk!&lt;br /&gt;but it was NICE and CHEAP (: ohhh! and &lt;strong&gt;BARCODE&lt;/strong&gt; got this really really nice sandles which we both love vvvv much. so cute alright. the left side of the sandle is a boy piccy and the right side one was a girl piccy. SO CUTE luh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! and and and! we stopped by the fountain right outside seiyu. cute little things were playing with the fountain.haha.and we saw a little boy playing like a drunkard. haha. could even see his pampers. mummy poka pants! tsktsk (x and i know camille had a urge to run across the fountain! haha! am i right camille?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,so we shopped till 6ix and headed to tampines for dinner. we ate PRATAS! yummy yummy. had ice kachang. NOT NICE luh i tell you. haha. dont eat ice kachang from century square's food court. ohhh! and we saw shane with a group of NON-SP people while walking out from the food court (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright,shant bore you with my day (x&lt;br /&gt;im off to bed.mmmmmmm-muacks! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111625871865173098?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111625871865173098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111625871865173098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/wahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111614898440873260</id><published>2005-05-15T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:50:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouija board.ohmigawsh. HAHA. it turned out to be funny instead of scary. bcos i suddenly burst out saying "actually its quite funny. we should laugh" &amp; then i started laughing, so everybody started laughing as well. but it was funny! i mean, their heads were on fire and they were running around with bags on their head. picture that. LOL. but as for the scary parts, i was practically covering my whole face wit the pillow. imran was just being extra la, open eyes big big and try to possess david. just like the girls in the show. then david put the 7 eleven bag over his head and tried to use my lighter to light his head up. haha!anyway, yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;GRAHAM'S BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday to graham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy birthday to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we were at plaza sing walking around, we wanted to go for the perfect ten dares you to thinggyy, but by the time we reached dhoby ghaut, it was already 3 plus plus. haha. TOO LATE. so, we went to feast our appetite on mossy mos burger. roamed around the basement level and oh! theres a new flash&amp;amp;splash at plaza sing. when we saw it, i raaann into the shop! haha. the variety there is not bad. we bought ham a quksilver shirt. so darn nice! i want one too! harhar.as we were sipping on our starbucks at the front plaza, ready to go to the mrt station, graham got cake smashed on him and his nipples swollen by the e1 people. lol. so funney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all the dumb movies are ncsixteen except for coach carter which we already watched at tm. so, the people decided to rent dvds and come over to my house to watch them. we couldnt rent the stuff bcos all of us are under 16, so my dad came from home and helped us borrow it. the guys went to 7-11 to buy snacks for the movie marathon while i accompanied my dad in the car, we fit SEVEN people into the car! haha. one guy in the front passenger seat, another guy behind wit four girls. haha. two girls on each others laps. so light. lol.the funniest part of the car ride home was when camille suddenly asked my dad "uncle, when did you get your driving license?" followed by "what year were you born in?" and then "when did you get married?" haha. all of us started laughing like hyennas!!! gossh. dumdum camille. SO FUNNY!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;[haha!an extract from roxane dearie &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111614898440873260?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111614898440873260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111614898440873260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/ouija-board.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111599823505666582</id><published>2005-05-13T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:30:35.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NO-SCHOOL FOR ME THIS MONDAY! WHEE! &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha. anyway,school ended early today! three cheers! CME paper was the best! ((: haha. so theKEYS went to tampines mall to shop for graham's sweet sixteen present. but sadly we cant find anything? heh. oh and i took a lift back from roxane's mother. who's off to her cousin's wedding. -sob- but nevertheless we had FUN right theKEYS? haha. the usual people came over to my house at around seven.YES,they were STILL in their UNIFORM. haha. wth. suppose to buy dinner but they DIDNT! and guess what? we whipped up something in MY kitchen. haha. we had camille's nice scramble eggs.and charmaine's nicer scramble eggs. lols! i cooked the INSTANT noodle! haha. damn funn. and roxane good lah. enjoying herself at some posh wedding. grr!! and we did a naughty thing. haha. we called cream and oreo. asked them to 'da bao' for us. but in the end did not luh. we arent that evil (: hmm,so they left my house at 10-odd after the nine pm show on channel eight. hehs. this sumed up my day &lt;3 gonna be another FUNN day tmr (: muacks people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111599823505666582?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111599823505666582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111599823505666582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/no-school-for-me-this-monday-whee.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111590540781419767</id><published>2005-05-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T21:45:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Grow Old With You&lt;/em&gt; by Adam Sandler.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics sound funny, but it's oh so true :)&lt;br /&gt;the simplest littlest things you sacrifice in Life means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is grow old with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll get your medicine&lt;br /&gt; when your tummy aches&lt;br /&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;br /&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;br /&gt;Need you Feed you&lt;br /&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;br /&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink&lt;br /&gt;I could be the &lt;s&gt;man &lt;/s&gt;lady who grows old with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111590540781419767?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111590540781419767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111590540781419767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/grow-old-with-you-by-adam-sandler.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111581495630593139</id><published>2005-05-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:35:56.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh! math paper two was horrible today. didnt have time to complete every question. wth. but literature was pretty alright. especially the poem section.haha.twenty give-away marks! sweet.hmm,having math paper one and chinese paper two tomorrow.was at the library with the usual people-theKEYS.revised through six chapters already.another nine more to go.hopefully math paper one will be alright luh -praying- AND! i wanna watch KINGDOM OF HEAVEN! grr!! why is it nc-sixteen. tsktsktsktsk! i dont care! im gonna sneak in! -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk a mile with a smile and i don't know i don't care where i am but i know it's alright&lt;br /&gt;jump the tracks can't get back i don't know anyone around here but i'm &lt;s&gt;safe&lt;/s&gt; this time&lt;br /&gt;cause i shiver i just break up when Iim near you it all gets out of hand yes i shiver i get bent up there's no way that i know you'll understand &lt;s&gt;twistlickdunk!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111581495630593139?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111581495630593139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111581495630593139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/argh-math-paper-two-was-horrible-today.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-111563265070899479</id><published>2005-05-09T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:57:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Earth! BEEN DONKEY YEARS SINCE I LAST BLOGGED! haha.&lt;br /&gt;many thanks to roxane who helped me out with this.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,ill blog later cause it's science tmr. WTH.&lt;br /&gt;phyics + chem + bio TSKTSK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-111563265070899479?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111563265070899479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/111563265070899479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/05/earth-been-donkey-years-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110856175642842227</id><published>2005-02-16T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T21:51:14.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalaaa (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;friday 11th feb&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yeah and yesterday was ash wednesday! hehe.. i went to church with alvin, joesphine and &lt;s&gt;mainey!&lt;/s&gt; shane haha .. man.. we were talkative alright.. haha.. gettin offensive remarks from older personnels like "excuse me, but the coffee shop is across the road" which i replied with my own remark "sorry, but it is closed for the day.. chinese new year celebration is goin on. thank you" haha ! that was lame.. lol then we went to shop for sean kim's bday..he's egg-day's on valentine's day.. so cool right?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sunday 13th feb&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the chalet was such an enjoyable trip! minus irritating incident, everything's fine! haha.i'm too tired to blog out everything that happened man! and shermaine wanted to wear my cutesy ah ma shoes. OI hey. it's not ahma-ish at all! hmph&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;vday 14th feb&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VDAY!!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;wednesday 16th feb&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and there's science test tmr.ugh&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;posts: courtesy of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shane&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;beatrice&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110856175642842227?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110856175642842227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110856175642842227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/02/lalalaaa-friday-11th-feboh-yeah-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110759460033949964</id><published>2005-02-05T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:03:31.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Late at night when all the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;world is sleeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I stay up and think of you and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish on a star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That somewhere you are &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thinking of me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there's nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; in the world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd rather be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than here in my room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt; dreaming about you and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110759460033949964?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110759460033949964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110759460033949964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/02/late-at-night-when-all-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110751528938340261</id><published>2005-02-04T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:13:20.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why carn i breathe whenever i think about you?&lt;br /&gt;why carn i speak whenever i talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;it's evitable.it's a fact that we're  gonna get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;so tell me why carn i breathe whenever i talk about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd love for you to make me wonder where it's going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'd love for you to pull me under&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110751528938340261?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110751528938340261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110751528938340261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-carn-i-breathe-whenever-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110717654221725138</id><published>2005-01-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:02:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shirin! i linkeeeeddd yooooou!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt have the time to blog yesterday but as usual attended cat,then mass,then went shopping.USUAL ROUTINE.blea. and and and,shane-ey i know yesterday's mass was 'BEATITUDE-ting' all the way.but must you repeat that word so many times? -glares (x&lt;br /&gt;it's jonet's sweet 16 tomorrow!! got him this baby suck-ing thing.(dunno how to spell it lah.)mwahahaha.spent my monday afternoon at white sands.how boring is that? ewwwww.and jiejiebingbing got a huge valentine's surprise!!!! eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeks ((:&lt;br /&gt; okok,geog test tmr -pukes got to go &lt;strong&gt;'STUDY'.&lt;/strong&gt;muacks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110717654221725138?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110717654221725138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110717654221725138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/01/shirin-i-linkeeeeddd-yooooou-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110700412723152678</id><published>2005-01-29T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T21:08:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;mademoiselle? mwahahahaha.i like this word dear species of rice!! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;extracted from sor :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and oh ya sher-maine! (: somebody stole &lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt; lova girl picture &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; drawn for &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; and put on their display pic in hi5! sucks man! hahaha. so your lova girl is STOLEN and used for some other IDIOT pple who aint the ORIGINAL lova girl! how suay. *sigh* ! next time must remember put copyright kayys. such atrocity!steal people's work of art! LOVA GIRL IS ESPECIALLY DRAWN FOR ME!! (: pls take note, youu idiot. i'm glad reading my blog makesYOUU"frustrated and angry" . at least, it "stirs up some emotions". but owells! other than pathetic YOUU, others seems to be coping just fine. (: and oh , you cant just call anybody "fat and ugly" however youu like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and dunch you worry dear sor.cause ME!!!! som,will love you many many many many many and so many more (: cheerios! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway anyway,my FIRST proper entry ever since god knows how superrrrrrrrrrrrr long. haha (: so amazing -&lt;strong&gt;beams&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm,cat class starts tmr!!! haven seen my church babes for so super long!!!FINALLY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dumdum,mass starts @ 930am tmr! why so early? -argh i need my alarm clock ): ahhhh,stupid pop-up! type a few words then the pop-up appear to remind me to replace my wireless mouse battery! that the thing with wireless mouse! eeeyer -faints&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps&gt; i'll write you a new one my lova girl-winks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110700412723152678?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110700412723152678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110700412723152678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/01/mademoiselle-mwahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110665528505913486</id><published>2005-01-25T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:13:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beat-rice: you so good lah.you shall get the same treatment from me on your birthday -grins&lt;br /&gt;shane:bai chi bai chi bai chi! why do you like to call me baichi? hur? and my cake was great! too bad you have your NCC that day! awwww.&lt;br /&gt;dom:darkness is imprisoning me.blah blah blah.LOLL huh??&lt;br /&gt;xueyin:my rich-flavoured ice-cream!! i love you many many too!&lt;br /&gt;charmaine:thankew for the present!! muacks!! love you!&lt;br /&gt;jieling:of course i rmb you! thankew!! (:&lt;br /&gt;jessica:woah,thanks tonnes jessey ( ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110665528505913486?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110665528505913486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110665528505913486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/01/beat-rice-you-so-good-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110466932341281581</id><published>2005-01-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T20:39:16.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aloha people (: haven been blogging for the last 5ive days [woah] time flies so quickly [it.comes.and.goes.so.swiftly] 2wo months of holiday have been utter bliss with people like you [guys] around me -smiles&lt;br /&gt;thinking back on those holiday programme i had in school [tata] it was AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;1.cca campfire night (:&lt;br /&gt;2.psl camp!! [it was one hell of a funn]&lt;br /&gt;3.psl farewell night where we had such a fabulous time together crapping,laughing and tonnes of maddening[hehe]&lt;br /&gt;4.church camp ^^&lt;br /&gt;and list goes on and on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is it's a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;w &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;r!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so happy 2005!&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of love muah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me out of the bearded barley.&lt;br /&gt;Nightly, beside the green, green grass.&lt;br /&gt;Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.&lt;br /&gt;You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.&lt;br /&gt;Lead me out on the moonlit floor.&lt;br /&gt;Lift your open hand.&lt;br /&gt;Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,silver moon's sparkling.&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me down by the broken tree house.&lt;br /&gt;Swing me high upon its hanging tire.&lt;br /&gt;Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.&lt;br /&gt;We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110466932341281581?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110466932341281581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110466932341281581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2005/01/aloha-people-haven-been-blogging-for.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110414212466246008</id><published>2004-12-27T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T22:59:56.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im killing time lar.super dee bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="120" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/candy/results/babybottlepop.gif" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;discover what candy you are @ quiz me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pie/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/pie/apple.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;find your inner PIE @ stvlive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/valentine/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="119" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/valentine//results/ura10.gif" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;discover your inner candy heart @ quiz me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/jack-o-lantern/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="154" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/jack-o-lantern/results/insane.gif" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;discover your jack-o-lantern face @ quiz me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fruitquiz.co.uk" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fruitquiz.co.uk/quiz/strawberry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.fruitquiz.co.uk" target="_top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Fruit Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;click here for the interview with GOD (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/ilike.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i like you,do yoo like me tooes?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110414212466246008?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110414212466246008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110414212466246008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-killing-time-lar.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110406085275465209</id><published>2004-12-26T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T13:50:39.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hohoho!box box box! christmas was super dee duper-d &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME.&lt;/strong&gt;every part of it is imprinted in my brain.so i'll do a re-cap yeah? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[christmas eve]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to suntec and citylink for last minute shopping with sheryl,colin,sean,jeremy and kunyuan aka the 'silent taker'.managed to get prezzie for mum,dad,sis and cousins.was supposed to meet yvette in church for youth mass at 645pm but was late for a whooping half an hour.sorry guys ): didnt know dominique and lisabelle was waiting for me tooes.oppsy,sorry! &lt;br /&gt;-apologies [especially to &lt;strong&gt;COLIN&lt;/strong&gt; too-&lt;strong&gt;SORRY&lt;/strong&gt; (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;[aftermass]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thomas meet me after mass to pass me my christmas prezzie which was this superx3 cute forever friends bear.timothy gave me a card.awesome.[waha]andd benjamin.thankyew for that pink fluffy slip-ons from aust! -beams thank lotsa.not forgetting awesome sean and jeremy's gift (: thankx yeah!ohh andd i went to my mum's godma's house for christmas dinner and later to orchard for countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[christmas day]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah!this day was darn hell of a funn,went to aunt's house for yet another sumptuous christmas feast.celebrated baby cousin,Elin's 1 year-old-birthday (: glee,and i recieved this &lt;strong&gt;white billabong wallet &lt;/strong&gt;from my aunts! it's darn nice,i tell yoo! mummy gave me a &lt;strong&gt;crucifix&lt;/strong&gt; (which is a cross) and a &lt;strong&gt;billabong skirt&lt;/strong&gt; (: dad gave a &lt;strong&gt;hundred bucks&lt;/strong&gt;! im going &lt;strong&gt;billabonkers&lt;/strong&gt; [haha]went to parkway later in the night for another shopping spree [haha] im going insane -faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[boxing day] which is today (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from my mummy's friend house.ah-huh,received prezzie there tooes! [smiles]her daughter is smart cann.in st nicholas girls's special and her results deserved a two-thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i still owe roxane,beatrice and irish their presents!when cann we exchange them? dear girls? -yawn bet this is one of the longest entry ever.im dead-beaten.doze off.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110406085275465209?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110406085275465209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110406085275465209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/hohohobox-box-box-christmas-was-super.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110372467153494024</id><published>2004-12-22T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:17:45.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yikes! felicia oh xue ling! i love your christmas party! haha! whyy? cause got that super dee dupa cute kawaii -ahem-.okay here goes,we were queueing up for the food when we spotted this guy in red [haha] kinda cute yea? he was seated right opposite of us,er that's not all,we kept looking at him.okay maybe just stealing glances lah.then....-screams- one of his friends came up to us and said to me "what's your name? That guy in red wants your no." i mean &lt;strong&gt;OH MY GAWD?&lt;/strong&gt; -glee (: big wide grin! and according to my super dupa sugarrush,it's a fairytale! oh my gawd,oh my gawd,i just miss that opportunity cause i didnt give him my no.and my lil sugar rush was "why didnt yoo give? haiyo.wasted lah". [hahahaha] i laughed! &lt;br /&gt;oh and and,yoo disgusting girl just killed a pathetic harmless snail? [wahahahaha]&lt;br /&gt;-sighh whatever it is;felicia oh xue ling you rock my world! mmmmmmmm-muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110372467153494024?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110372467153494024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110372467153494024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/yikes-felicia-oh-xue-ling-i-love-your.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110370774188165201</id><published>2004-12-22T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:29:01.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wont talk&lt;br /&gt;I wont breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wont move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I dont look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Im attached to you&lt;br /&gt;Im weak&lt;br /&gt;Its true&lt;br /&gt;Cuz im afarid to know the awnsers&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my heart keeps fallnig faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive waited all my life&lt;br /&gt;To cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try&lt;br /&gt;Anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life ive waiting&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dont know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;Im afarid to move&lt;br /&gt;Im weak&lt;br /&gt;Its true&lt;br /&gt;Im just scared to know the ending &lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life ive waited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go ill be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way thats true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive waited all my life to cross this line&lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;Its time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life ive waitied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i carn seem to hear the song? ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110370774188165201?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110370774188165201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110370774188165201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-wont-talk-i-wont-breathe-i-wont-move.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110360603745428724</id><published>2004-12-21T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:17:54.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>scream! 4our more day to CHRIST-mas! 3hree more days to CHRIST-mas eve! 41 more days to my birthday! im insane.so it's shopping shopping and even more shopping(s) [wakaka] bought a billabong skirt [awesome] -glee (pokes feli;my sugar rush! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;stupid girl,have been editing her blog since yesterday morninng [relief]finally it had been improvised to one of those perfection of imperfection.haha,wat am i talking about -faints anyway im going out soon .yupp,for another shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;ah! wait! before i go.a big fat juicy kiss MWAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110360603745428724?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110360603745428724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110360603745428724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/scream-4our-more-day-to-christ-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110327572527463669</id><published>2004-12-17T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:31:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-beams- on air is &gt; sugar rush by a*teens cann yoo hear it mrs giam?&lt;br /&gt;-nudges felicia- [waha] anyway it's 17eventeen today which also means that christmas is less than 10 days away which also means [this is da best part -smiles] i cann have a whole list of wishes which may just be granted gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;s&gt;x'mas&lt;/s&gt; christmas to-does (bear in mind tt one cannot use the word xmas cause one CARN replace CHRIST with an 'x') =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)get an ipod&lt;br /&gt;2)get a new watch&lt;br /&gt;3)get a new haversack/slingbag&lt;br /&gt;4)haircut (:&lt;br /&gt;5)buy prezzy fer my wondefoos girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;6)attend christmas mass with yvette&lt;br /&gt;7)get a new wallet&lt;br /&gt;8)pencil case&lt;br /&gt;9)HIM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TatA! im such a greedy pig -faints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110327572527463669?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110327572527463669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110327572527463669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/beams-on-air-is-sugar-rush-by-ateens.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110320295039039675</id><published>2004-12-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:16:36.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant help whenever you're around&lt;br /&gt;screaming from my head to my toes&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get my feet back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;cause you make me go out of way&lt;br /&gt;crossing the line&lt;br /&gt;making me say what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so excited&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna fight it&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;you are my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;aint nothin better baby&lt;br /&gt;is it for real or maybe?&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;you are my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a sweet tooth and i taste for you&lt;br /&gt;and i might be too obvious but&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop myself from what i do&lt;br /&gt;cause you make me go out of my way&lt;br /&gt;crossing the line&lt;br /&gt;making me say what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so excited&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna fight it&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;you are my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;aint nothin better baby&lt;br /&gt;is it for real or maybe?&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;you are my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;I get too weak and i talk to much&lt;br /&gt;You're the sweetest thing ive ever tasted&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;I get too weak and i talk to much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you make me go out of my way&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the line&lt;br /&gt;Making me say what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me so excited&lt;br /&gt;And i dont wanna fight it&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;You are my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;Aint nothin better baby&lt;br /&gt;Is it for real or maybe?&lt;br /&gt;I start to blush&lt;br /&gt;You are my sugar rush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;I get too weak and i talk to much&lt;br /&gt;You're the sweetest thing ive ever tasted&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're my sugar rush&lt;br /&gt;I get too weak and i talk to much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cann someone help me get this music code?-&lt;br /&gt;niceee! muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110320295039039675?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110320295039039675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110320295039039675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-help-whenever-youre-around.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110300089922507681</id><published>2004-12-14T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T13:08:19.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>copied from beatrice's blog-* obviously im even tired than yoo darling rice x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired to blog la! tired of waiting for people, tired of dancing badly, performing badly. &lt;br /&gt;but overall? not bad larhhs. at least they LAUGHED. not say too bad. but still. i seriously hate it larhhs. at first okay de. then last part all dont really know marhhs. but still good. psl! ((: cheers! though it wasnt very well done.. but we went up there! josephine was good, nancy wasnt that nervous. or were you? hahahah. and charmaine was just oh my god-ing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what was i doing? BLEAH. doing some stupid stupid moves. i was like HUH? i'm supposed to go out? it's not even planned at all. turn one round, run back. BLEAH. =X suckss larhhs. but other that that.. hmmm? okay bahhs. not really good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other that ours, the sec3's and two's were great!! hahaha. so funny man. i love the miming part!! especially the last one [ running ] . sho cuteeeee!~ next time must also like that. runrunrun!* lol. very very funny!! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn. i'm really sleepy. and quite pissed off. really need a rest. ciao`. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110300089922507681?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110300089922507681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110300089922507681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/copied-from-beatrices-blog-obviously.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110260178008058152</id><published>2004-12-09T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T22:16:20.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the dogs i saw @ pet safari are darn cute cann? [haha] they're like so small so fragile -yikes- carn stand it.oh and today is suppose to be world best friends day ehs? [LOLL] receive those chain sms something like forward to this your best friend(s)anyway,alvin do your best for your dont-know-what-life-saving-test tomorrow yeah? (: -coughs- HAPPY WORLD BEST FRIENDS DAY then [muacks] nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s all i want for christmas is &lt;s&gt;yoo&lt;/s&gt; tt dog (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110260178008058152?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110260178008058152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110260178008058152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/dogs-i-saw-pet-safari-are-darn-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110251104033596705</id><published>2004-12-08T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T21:04:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[My Only Wish (This Year)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I took a walk in the snow &lt;br /&gt;Couples holding hands, places to go &lt;br /&gt;Seems like everyone but me is in love &lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I signed my letter that's sealed with a kiss &lt;br /&gt;I sent it off, and just said this &lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what I want this year &lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;And someone to hold &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe (maybe, maybe) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my own and I'll be thankful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me? &lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year &lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing &lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here &lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me &lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here &lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, I just can't sleep &lt;br /&gt;Would I be wrong, for taking a peek?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I heard that you're comin' to town &lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that you're on your way &lt;br /&gt;With something special for me in your sleigh &lt;br /&gt;Oh please make my wish come true &lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;And someone to hold &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe (maybe, maybe) &lt;br /&gt;We'll be all alone under the mistletoe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me &lt;br /&gt;And someone to hold &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe (maybe, maybe) &lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my own and I'll be thankful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me? &lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year &lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing &lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here &lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me &lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here &lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my letter reaches you in time &lt;br /&gt;Bring me a love, I can call all mine &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I have been so good this year &lt;br /&gt;Happy alone, under the mistletoe &lt;br /&gt;He's all I want and I'll be thankful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me? &lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year &lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing &lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here &lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me &lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh Santa, can you hear me?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me &lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here &lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110251104033596705?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110251104033596705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110251104033596705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-only-wish-this-year-last-night-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110243085434128389</id><published>2004-12-07T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T13:06:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dance was fantastic today [ahash] especially when we took the pictures in the toilet.gawd,the pictures look like those in 'shutter' [scary] i'll put the links at the end of this entry so you guys can view the pictures yeah? aww,darling rice going to bk tmr.so that means we'll have lesser fun during dance practices!!! argh.farewell night is on da 13 which is like 6ix more days to go? eeeks,hopefully everything goes well.with tons of hugs and kisses ; cookies and creams nights! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110243085434128389?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110243085434128389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110243085434128389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/dance-was-fantastic-today-ahash.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110215855931366234</id><published>2004-12-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T19:13:34.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-screams- people in love are insane -nugdes felicia- (:&lt;br /&gt;and glee,darling rice aint mad @ me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangled Up In Me&lt;br /&gt;Skye Sweetnam&lt;br /&gt;(Noise From The Basement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know more, more, more about me &lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl who's kicking the coke machine &lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that's honking at you 'cause I left late again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]:&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey! &lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting &lt;br /&gt;Take the words up with the actions deeal with all for your reaction, yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! &lt;br /&gt;Get tangled up in me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know more, more, more about me &lt;br /&gt;Got to know reverse psychology &lt;br /&gt;I'm the reason why you can't get to sleep &lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl you never get just quite what you see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that you know me (Get tangled up in me)&lt;br /&gt;You think that I'm lonely (Get tangled up in me) &lt;br /&gt;When everything I do is only to get tangled up in you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to know more, more, more about me &lt;br /&gt;I'm the girl that's sweeping you off your feet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110215855931366234?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110215855931366234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110215855931366234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/screams-people-in-love-are-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110197729283315125</id><published>2004-12-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T16:48:12.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time now is 444pm.going out in 16 minutes time (: &lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;journey&lt;br /&gt;ended&lt;br /&gt;it's&lt;br /&gt;TAUFIK.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it.do yoo think he cann be marketed well? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,we still prefer sly to 'an jing'lah right right? [haha]&lt;br /&gt;psl meeting tomorrow.eeeks.wonder what we'll be doing and the psl camp was kinda tiring but FUN too.the games etc etc etc.was FAB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110197729283315125?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110197729283315125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110197729283315125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/time-now-is-444pm.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110189343976630120</id><published>2004-12-01T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:30:39.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout is done! a little plain leh.dont know what else to add.anyway,going to chruch,will be back to blog -muacks-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110189343976630120?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110189343976630120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110189343976630120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-layout-is-done-little-plain-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110113642043783292</id><published>2004-11-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T16:40:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah.got so much to blog sia.dont know where to start[waha]hmm,start from today then re-wind back to the camp kay.okay,i got promoted to phase 2wo for golf!(: light refreshments suppose to be like high-tea with al those cakes,drinks and etc etc etc right? but the refreshment for today's competition was like a heavy dinner.haha.we gained.gawd,im such a pig.but cant help it! camp food was terrible.maybe not that terrible lah but i dont like it.yucks.especially the beef they served on the first day.i gave it all to dominique [eww] on to the lodging.hahaha.you know the mattresses are like &lt;strong&gt;2/3cm thick&lt;/strong&gt; only.the pillows are like okay 10 cm think but once u lie down,it depressed to like what 1cm?! what kind of quality is that? 25 to a room was okay but it was seriously&lt;strong&gt; BAD&lt;/strong&gt; if it's 2wo pathetic fans to 25 of us.so in the end we brought our mattreses to the hall.it was better but it got FREEZING COLD!&lt;/span&gt;thank gawd &lt;strong&gt;awesome audrey&lt;/strong&gt; lent me her jacket. [warmth-giver!i love her] but im so guilty now.she was left freezing.sowwie audrey.i didnt know you were feeling cold too.sorry.yeah light out was at 12 but we couldnt sleep so all of us got up in the middle of the night to play 'truth or dare'.haiya.this entry will be continued.haha.but overall everything was AWESOME yeah kais lazy to type already.nights people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110113642043783292?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110113642043783292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110113642043783292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110086125821811392</id><published>2004-11-19T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T18:47:38.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the beach was &lt;s&gt;boring&lt;/s&gt; um no kinda fun actually&lt;/s&gt; haiya! okay it was FUN.was suppose to practice the dance for campfire night but the seniors couldnt make it.only sn.huilin came.both xy(s) were busy [sighh]so we left at around 12welve? went to white sands [b-o-r-i-n-g!]blah blah blah.then sean called.so we went to the beach.HOW CRUEL THE GUYS CAN GET! THEY TORE A JELLYFISH! -shutseyes- ewwwwww.AND THEY DIDNT EVEN LET A DEAD FISH OFF! poor fish...reminds me of nemo and its adventure.how sadd.anyway church camp tmr and sunday.golf competition on monday.psl meeting on tuesday.campfire on thursday.and whooo-hooo! the following monn is PSL CAMP! cant wait to see my 'beloved' rice again -winks- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110086125821811392?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110086125821811392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110086125821811392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/beach-was-boring-um-no-kinda-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110069840012156027</id><published>2004-11-17T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T21:33:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hey hey hey! i finally caught 'princess diaries 2'! was already rotten at home when i decided to enjoy myself before i decompose.yoo get what i mean ya people? caught up with bernard,his cousin,colin,sheryl at tm.ya we watched pd2 even though the guys were reluctant.but who cares? it's &lt;strong&gt;girl power&lt;/strong&gt;!! -smileeeeeeeee-saw valerie,madelene,cerlyn,sean,jeremy,rishie and jessy at tm [woah] tm so popular de ar? didnt know.nway the show was pretty okay.not as fantastic as what sor described [bleahs] (: sighhhhh.no more 'the champion' so sadd.my 9inepm are gonna be so dead boring.anyway,cant wait to go school tmr.yea,im know im insane,forever wanting to go school..wahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110069840012156027?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110069840012156027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110069840012156027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-hey-hey-i-finally-caught-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110066714747492449</id><published>2004-11-17T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T12:52:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> In Berlin, after World War II, money was short, supplies were tight, and it seemed like everyone was hungry. At that time, people were telling the Tale of a young woman who saw a blind man picking his way through a crowd. The two started to talk. The man asked her for a favour: could she deliver  the letter to the address on the envelope? Well, it was on her way home, so she agreed. She started out to deliver the message, when she turnedaround to see if there was anything else the blind man needed. But she spotted him hurrying through the crowd without his smoked glasses or white cane. She went to the police, who raided the address on the envelope, where they found heaps of human flesh for sale. And what was in the envelope? A note saying 'This is the last one I am sending you today,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110066714747492449?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110066714747492449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110066714747492449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/in-berlin-after-world-war-ii-money-was.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110057325702418484</id><published>2004-11-16T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:14:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;morning earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;freaking&lt;br /&gt;bored.cant wait to go to school for psl meeting.sighh.3hree more hours to go.the weather is super HOT.the holidays are NO FUN at all.my gastric is acting up.the champion is showing for the last day.everything is going wrong wrong wrong! this sux.ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww.i wanna go back to school! [rot-rotting-rotten] died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110057325702418484?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110057325702418484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110057325702418484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/morning-earthlings-i-am-freaking-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110050712708740815</id><published>2004-11-15T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T16:25:27.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey.i just realised that i've not done any serious blogging for the past few days.anyway i went to escape theme park yesterday.there's 2wo new rides there-flipper and rainbow.okok,they might not be new to yoo.but cant blame me cause it had been a year or so since i visited escape.saw trisha and some other e3(ers) there.oh gosh! music video awards is on NOW!byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110050712708740815?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110050712708740815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110050712708740815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110033749092141405</id><published>2004-11-13T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:27:31.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeeeee! just changed my blog skin (: nice? [haha] but still got tons of touching-up to do. i'll be back later in the night to blog again.off to churchy now. -muacks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110033749092141405?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110033749092141405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110033749092141405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/wheeeeeee-just-changed-my-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110025796722412249</id><published>2004-11-12T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:26:26.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, subject us not to the trial but deliver us from the evil one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la laaa.haha.okok.just reached home.was having piano lessons just now.nway,see the &lt;a href="http://mpg.cc/speciesofmaine/image003_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture&lt;/a&gt;? [hahaha] it's xue yin @ work-making up for miss coliny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny funny funny! the guys were cat-walking,shaking their ass-es.&lt;br /&gt;left `right `left `right -*future making of a super-model NOT- anyway,was at tm (ah-huh,a-gain) with xue yin and sheryl after psl. ate at pasta-mania.the food was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HORRIBLE&lt;/span&gt;.dont ever order the pasta -al fungi- something like that. [eww] worse lunch ever.saw yenli and her lover.sweet lil couple (: kkay,off to dinner now.byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110025796722412249?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110025796722412249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110025796722412249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/father-subject-us-not-to-trial-but.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-110007543273395804</id><published>2004-11-10T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T10:57:35.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-pokes beatrice-&lt;/em&gt; rather stays at home then go shopping with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[hmpf] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but owells,had a great time with sheryl and shermine. i dont need this kind of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rice&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;went to tampines mall after psl meeting and i &lt;s&gt;got&lt;/s&gt; bought a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mpg.cc/speciesofmaine/pb100177_large.jpg"target="_blank"&gt;penicl case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;had our lunch at orange julius&lt;em&gt;.[yum (:]&lt;/em&gt; sheryl and i found stuff at 'blue summer'( newly opened shop @ tm). but we didnt have enough cash.so we went round the mall looking for an ocbc banking machine to withdraw $ (my atm card's frm ocbc) when we realised that we could have easily withdraw money from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;any &lt;/span&gt;atm machine&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-angry-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the rain had stopped when we decided to head home.um,did i mention it was raining? anway,here i am now.slacking at home.ohh wait up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GIRLS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-110007543273395804?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110007543273395804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/110007543273395804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/pokes-beatrice-rather-stays-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109999997903361883</id><published>2004-11-09T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:11:03.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so much things to do ; yet so little time-*&lt;br /&gt;goshie.the day flew by so quickly.was supposed to catch up with charmaine and emily but shuts! feeling so -guitly- now.[ hereby promise to make up to them by hook or by crook (:]&lt;br /&gt;[wahahah] mummy dragged me to the market this morning.could have gotten some beauty sleep.hmpf! [eww] wet markets are horrible.you got to believe me -shuts eyes- thank god for supermarkets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recap (noontime) : was talking to beatrice when i realised that she belonged to the rice family see&gt;brown rice,polished/unpolished rice,glutinuous rice,beat-rice! &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.i laugh ^ ^ no wait,and i fall under the 'maine' family &gt;sher-maine,&lt;br /&gt;ger-maine,char-maine.okok.it's 8ight.im catching punk`d.byee -smileeee-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown to psl camp : 20 agonised days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109999997903361883?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109999997903361883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109999997903361883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/sher-maine-ger-mainechar-maine.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109991876446478226</id><published>2004-11-08T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:16:54.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wheee....imback! imback! imback! imback! imback! [wahaha]&lt;br /&gt;decided to blog afterall.why? cause im &lt;s&gt;gonna rot at home&lt;/s&gt; am rotting.&lt;br /&gt;trust me.the next thing you'll see of me is a decomposed body.&lt;br /&gt;[ewww] i hate boredom! cant stand it! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hmm,another thing to my 'loathe' list] -screams- it's 9ine 9ine 9ine 9ine!! 9INE!&lt;br /&gt;champion!! whoo-hoo.byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh before that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRISHA! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109991876446478226?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109991876446478226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109991876446478226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/11/wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109610292154134295</id><published>2004-09-25T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T17:02:01.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>`UNDER CONSTRUCTION//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109610292154134295?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109610292154134295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109610292154134295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/09/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109447051247459965</id><published>2004-09-06T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T19:35:12.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;how long does one takes to decompose?&lt;br /&gt;anywae,first day of the holidae and im like what? feeling bored!!went out for brunch.came back.slack.slack.slack.chat.watch cartoon.talk on e phone.slack again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I never wanna be out with you. Oh no, hear I go Now you know What I feel about you there’s no ending I must have been wrong with out You Oh no There I go No control And I’m fallen So now you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109447051247459965?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109447051247459965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109447051247459965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-long-does-one-takes-to-decompose.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109430972783125152</id><published>2004-09-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T22:58:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not a perfect person {cinderella}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haven blogged since t'cher's day.nwae nwae.woo-hoo! holix are near.but argh,have never like short holidaes.it's like there are tons of things to do but haven got any time.By the way,just came back from alyssa's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[time now is 2105]nice to have met her friends there.crazy bunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (but nice ppl ^ ^) the world is so small.haha.everybody knoes everybody.wait,before i forget.i want a termagotchi!!(right spelling?) am gettin a new hp too.*screams*excited*what else? *thinks* hmm,i guess that's bout it.so enjoy the weekend earthlings.[chill!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109430972783125152?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109430972783125152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109430972783125152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-not-perfect-person-cinderellahaven.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109395943809570369</id><published>2004-08-31T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T21:39:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`let's go back,back to the beginning.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home sweet home! ^ ^so it's back to gongshang today.teacher's day and stuff.most 6/6ers turned up.it was great.really great.the school was so sweet,opened the hall for ex-students leh.prepared food too.so we (6/6) chilled in the hall. (btw,the air-con in the hall was on) all of us got this 'homely' feeling.[aww] *sob* {6/6-2004 rockx!} hugs and kisses,shermaine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109395943809570369?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109395943809570369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109395943809570369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/lets-go-backback-to-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109368119896657992</id><published>2004-08-28T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T16:19:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qian:Sorry sorry,will add your link soon ^^&lt;br /&gt;JM: Thankyew thankyew&lt;br /&gt;Tian:Visted your blog! Very nice!&lt;br /&gt;Janan:No,your english's okae.but must buck up ^^&lt;br /&gt;JM and Janan:thankyew for congratulating(did i spell it correctly?) so happie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109368119896657992?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109368119896657992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109368119896657992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/replies-qiansorry-sorrywill-add-your.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109360183818697496</id><published>2004-08-27T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T18:17:18.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyhey! woo-hoo! {PSL`PSL`PSL} -screams- i got into PSL!! butbut,will be on probation till january 2005.there will be a psl camp on nov durinh the hoilx.(isuppose) venue? SENTOSA! cool eh..wahah[wacky] anywae anywae extremely happy.why? coz emily.cham.tian.sheryl.beatrice.shermine.all of us got into psl. ^ ^hmm,okay back to this afternoon.went to white sands with tian and sheryl.was suppose to have 'topless 5' but promotion over already.*sad* settled for mc flurry instead.saw leon at mac.same old him.taha.oh ya oh ya got back english-60.5 only.not that good.hopefully overall can get at least an 'A'.but again,didnt work hard for this exam,so nevermind.okai den.got to prepare for chruch! `tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109360183818697496?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109360183818697496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109360183818697496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/heyheyhey-woo-hoo-pslpslpsl-screams-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109353262233262845</id><published>2004-08-26T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T23:03:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onclick="cwin('http://www.americancatholic.org/Features/SaintofDay/default.asp?SODDate=8/26/2004','saint','750','550');" href="http://www.veritas.org.sg/#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;St. Joseph Calasanz&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.veritas.org.sg/reflect.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy that servant whom his master discovers at work on his return!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;heya! time now 2102.just finished e-learning {socrappy} happy happy happy happy `why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;wahah! cause got A1 for math and chinese. {so incredible right} cant believe it! [screams] opps,sorry must take humble pie. (*^^*) cant wait to get science and english results.[`prayin!] haiya,yawing already.seeu earthlings soon.{nitex}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109353262233262845?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109353262233262845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109353262233262845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/st.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109282484398270355</id><published>2004-08-18T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T17:51:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{the first shall be last and last shall be first}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;{FRIENDSHIP}I've nothing else to offer,So,to you, it's love I'll send,It's nothing that I borrowed,And it's nothing that I'd lend. It has no dollar value,And it can't be overused;It isn't fragile, so it can't break,Though, often it's abused. I've given it to others,But each time it's unique,I'ts meaning's always different;It depends on what you seek. It's something you can store awayTo feel when you're in need,But never is it on display;It's beauty can't be seen. I'm giving it "no strings attached,"No costly warranty;This love that I am sending Has a lifetime guarantee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109282484398270355?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109282484398270355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109282484398270355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-shall-be-last-and-last-shall-be.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109247776352952410</id><published>2004-08-14T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T18:16:44.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a Monday, I am waitingTuesday, I am fading And by Wednesday, I can't sleep Then the phone rings, I hear you And the darkness is a clear view. Cuz you've come to rescue me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall... With you, I fall so fast I can hardly catch my breath, I hope it lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]Ohhhhh..It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real-I like the way that feels Ohhhhh..It's as if you've known me better than I ever knew myself I love how you can tell All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me All the pieces, pieces, pieces of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109247776352952410?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109247776352952410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109247776352952410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/08/on-monday-i-am-waitingtuesday-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-109063797431478010</id><published>2004-07-24T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T11:00:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;{ under construction {}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-109063797431478010?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109063797431478010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/109063797431478010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/07/under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108670154686473635</id><published>2004-06-08T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T21:46:04.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your light must shine before men so tt dey may see goodness in ur acts and give praise to ur heavenly Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the camp i love the camp im really really in love with the camp!&lt;br /&gt;aww...so fun so fun! yup kay even though it was a night and 1.5 half day camp right...but it was really an enjoyable one!&lt;strong&gt;Thank You Evelyv,Selena,Daryl,Isabel,Bro Cel and Bro Nev&lt;/strong&gt; They were from the mission team from Novena Church! awww...awesome people![haha] im indulge in the sweetness..gettin'diabetics already~! lolx..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108670154686473635?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108670154686473635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108670154686473635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/06/your-light-must-shine-before-men-so-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108652411283636828</id><published>2004-06-06T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T20:17:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;trinity sunday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace friends! [awwwwww] time flies! going on a camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;anyway nway,i changed the picture!!! [haha] i think this pic is sooooooo much better den e previous 1 which was hilary sittin on a chair..yup..sumsort lyke tt.saw that picture with e word 'wanted'? heehee...abby and felicia ryte? they are the the world's greatest friend!! den followed by e 'fiery one' which includes estee n P.Q,dey r my ex-classmate! oh ya! not forgetting the 2 small piccy! me and my sis! dose were taken wen we're in Bangkok!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ ^ [haha] did i bore ya? nway u wun hear tis nonsense in e next 2 dayx! yup yup,so tolerate a while i complete tis entry![thinkx]tad's bout it!nono! 1 last thing!i went to e PC fair @ expo today.tons of ppl,but i dun tink you guyx r interested on knowin' wad happened rite? [stops] muackx! [p.s. do leave a msg wen u're ere kaix?]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108652411283636828?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108652411283636828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108652411283636828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/06/trinity-sunday-peace-friends-awwwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108624643243515444</id><published>2004-06-03T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T15:11:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 4th day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The glory of friendship&lt;/strong&gt; is not the outstretched nor the kindly smile nor the joy of campanionship.It is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone also believes in him and willingly to trust him with his friendship.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  -Ralph Waldo (as told to me by my catechetsm teacher)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guyx! trip to KL was last minute cancelled [boo-hoo]&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nway,on to the second week of june holix in few more dayx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second week&lt;/strong&gt;-&gt;Camp [7-8 june] itx like 3 more days yep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third week&lt;/strong&gt;-&gt;Shermine's bdae celebration and e4's gatherin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth week&lt;/strong&gt;-&gt;Currently nothing on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108624643243515444?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108624643243515444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108624643243515444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/06/4th-day-glory-of-friendship-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108608912604241026</id><published>2004-06-01T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:29:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Grow rather in grace, and in the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROXY!ROXY!ROXY!ROXY!ROXY!ROXY!ROXY!&lt;br /&gt;yipee! i got the wallet todae?![all-smilex(see ydae entry)]um,i'll try to take a pic of it and upload it when im back from KL yep? did i mention KL?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww groanx..yup yup..im going to KL tomorrow morning! Will be back on saturdae afternoon i guess? But anywae,i'll blog the first thing im back in singapore kkayx?[swell]&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill people! went to watch 'confessions of a teenage drama queen' [as i've mentioned on yesterdae's entry] the show was pretty okay..but wad im lookin' forward to is 'a cinderella's story' leadin' actress is hilary ya? if im not wrong..[thinks]anywae..i really got to go pack my stuff for tml..a lil rush ryte? but who cares if im havin' fun ('o,')&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108608912604241026?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108608912604241026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108608912604241026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/06/grow-rather-in-grace-and-in-knowledge.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108597721527987706</id><published>2004-05-31T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T12:22:22.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;school's out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hizy hi hi people! was suppose to blog yesterdae but my internet gave me prob yea? nwae nwae,june holi officially starts todae! ('o,') and yes,im gonna enjoy myself! [haha] kaix,i just remembered tt i've got to go back to school tml for re-exam?! [argh!] but nvm? will be catching' 'confessions of a teenage drama queen' with shermine and sheryl after that-location not decided yet but hopefully we wont be stuck @ tm again [duh!] yup yup so that is one thing off my list! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; [hi-5!]my kuzzy who's livin' in australia yea? suppose to get me a roxy wallet but instead my siao-yee's friend bought me one when she 'flew' to melbourne. cant wait for her to come back! (*^_^*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; okay den! tata! have a great holidae earthlingx' [muackx]&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108597721527987706?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108597721527987706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108597721527987706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/schools-out-hizy-hi-hi-people-was.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108564719875711221</id><published>2004-05-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T16:42:18.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;consecrate em by means of truth Your word is truth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetins'! [countdowns] second last day of school! [smug] got back report book todae,haizy-haiz-haix did okok? not that good but not that great either..but anyway anyway,what done cannot be undone right? haha! so im gonna enjoy my holix! number of programmes and stuff to complete/coming'up yup?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 3 June:Back-to-school (for holi review)&lt;br /&gt;2. 7-8 June:Camp @ HSC&lt;br /&gt;3. 15 June:E4's gathering @ nadia's hse&lt;br /&gt;4. Get holix hmwk done&lt;br /&gt;5. watch | cinderella's story&lt;br /&gt;6. watch | harry potter &amp; e prisoner of azkaban &lt;br /&gt;7. watch |confessions of a teenage drama queen&lt;br /&gt;8. 6/6(2003) class gathering' [date to be confirmed]&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okazy..tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108564719875711221?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108564719875711221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108564719875711221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/consecrate-em-by-means-of-truth-your.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108530852023793369</id><published>2004-05-23T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T18:47:35.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that'big curve'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im turned off...extremely turned off..and why? because of the big walk..argh! rx and i reached the stadium [with the really huge crowd..the sports leader staioned werent of much help] at 720? sometime around dere..yup..so we got to see mrs tan [my form t'cher]kay..den we walked in a grp.the malay gals,kevon+lester[we met him at the mrt station.ha!poor boy,didnt even finish his breakfast]&lt;p&gt;kay den talkin' bout my class.i have absolutely no idea where the rest of my classmate were [ even sheryl whom we were suppose to meet?i think she 'abandoned' us for..*ahem* you noe who]..all went seperate waex..worst of all..rx and i were stucked with kevon &amp; lester throughout the walk when we lost mrs tan [pity me?]&lt;p&gt;this wasnt the worst:we werent tired after the walk.we were just hot(x3) and thristy(x4)..but nevermind,worst still..we took this really really long way to kallang mrt station..it seemed ages to get dere even though ot was only a 12 min walk.[and i tot singapore was v small?]&lt;p&gt;thank god,we managed to reach the staion afterall..lo..rx went off first..den i followed chia min and co? [cool peepx]*amaxing* i managed to pull myself to church in the end.('o,')after mass,i hanged or izit hung? kay wadeva..at compass point..and now im @ home listenin' to rx's complaints and writin' this longgest entry i've ever written..kay..i noe im long-winded..tata den!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108530852023793369?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108530852023793369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108530852023793369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/thatbig-curve-im-turned-off.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108512730579975641</id><published>2004-05-21T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T16:15:05.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not be afraid. Go on speakin and do not be silenced, for I am with you. [Acts 18:9-10]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour! ta-da!-improvement on my blog was better eh? bish..nway..results are back..hmm..eng..math..science..[argh!] I hate this-especially science..kaix..we went to hall to go through the math paper...then this funny-speakin' teacher was lyke shoutin' at the microphone..*tsk* oh yea..then there's big walk this coming' sundae..[boring] nway..for charity de..so worth it eh? lo..kkay..im gettin really distracted...my mind is in a total blank thanks to rx...ha...[ no hard feelin'] -hugx-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108512730579975641?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108512730579975641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108512730579975641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/do-not-be-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108495727276503891</id><published>2004-05-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T17:11:41.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel Alright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say to me&lt;br /&gt;If I were to leave, Baby&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be alright?&lt;br /&gt;I'm sittin here tryin to fight|Your smile&lt;br /&gt;Cause sittin next to you is hard&lt;br /&gt;Im tryin to figure it out, please leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever come back together&lt;br /&gt;and be my one forever |tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;cause in the mornin' if you wake up to see&lt;br /&gt;that im not there will you be, happy&lt;br /&gt;cause im always thinkin at night&lt;br /&gt;are you gonna be alright, oh please&lt;br /&gt;do you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever come back together&lt;br /&gt;and be my one forever|tell me&lt;br /&gt;cause in the morning if you wake up to see&lt;br /&gt;that im not there will you be, happy&lt;br /&gt;cause im always thinkin at night&lt;br /&gt;are you gonna be alright, oh please do you feel alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if e clouds broke down-and&lt;br /&gt;What if the world ended today, and&lt;br /&gt;What if I left you tomorrow | would ya be alright?&lt;br /&gt;Be alright [chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108495727276503891?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108495727276503891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108495727276503891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/feel-alright-what-would-you-say-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108477965639615463</id><published>2004-05-17T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T15:40:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and itz happily ever after&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hola friendx...thank god..my com is finally workin'..when was my last entry? [checks] gee...9 may... [counts] 1,2,3..ha..havent been bloggin' for 8 daex! nway..havin exams now..yep..so even if my com was workin' i doubt i'll blog..nway..cant wait for wed.. &lt;br /&gt;last paper!!! tomorrow..*sigh* math 2 and d&amp;t..what the hell? argh! gettin' crappy...*huggie* b!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108477965639615463?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108477965639615463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108477965639615463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/and-itz-happily-ever-after-hola.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108408836512212129</id><published>2004-05-09T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T15:43:55.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is how all will noe u for my disciples: ur luv for one another&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; exams are drawin' nearer..blehx..nway..get back..my com broke down..argh! at my kuzzy hse now..mother's day todae eh? btw btw...cherylannzy's 13th bdae tomorrow...happy bdae cheryl! &lt;br /&gt;eng + hmt paper 1 on tues...*sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108408836512212129?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108408836512212129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108408836512212129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-is-how-all-will-noe-u-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331853286769693</id><published>2004-04-30T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:53:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; no one can cum to me unless e father who sent me draws him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkay...first thing...soz for not bloggin for quite sometime...think i'll make it to a point that i'll blog at least once a week since the mid-years all comin'..todae,stayed back for tt damn higher mother tongue class...grr...if not i'll be happily shoppin' at tm with roxane already...den after class...hui ling got to see her A star star star....oh ya...yesterdae...we took this group photo...its for all golf memebrs coz mr tay wanna put it up on the golf board..wonder how sheryl and i wud look like coz we were like freakin' out..and it's like dead unfair? coz A star [x3] hid behind a guy while takin the photo..*recalls* kinda funny...coz rx was the one who spotted him in the photo...keke..-hug-have a great weekend guyx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331853286769693?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331853286769693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331853286769693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/no-one-can-cum-to-me-unless-e-father.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-10833174108980837</id><published>2004-04-23T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:34:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;anti-guys | anti-boix | anti-em | anti-me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what's the problems with those guys? and i was like are guys tad pain when she told me tad she's anti-guyx..so i finally understood,...den itz all about looks...looks..and more looks! what's the point??! just like what roxane said...boiz mentality is like 2 years younger of their actual age..in other words dey are like behavin' like P5s..[ no offence to other guyz out there....im just referrin' to some] and who are dey callin childish when they themselves do some lame and stupid stuff..ugh! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-10833174108980837?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/10833174108980837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/10833174108980837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/anti-guys-anti-boix-anti-em-anti-me.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331737138029380</id><published>2004-04-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:33:49.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;God has given to those who obey him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* ahhhhhhh!! unlucky....unlucky! just reached home...was doin' CIP in school...okay..roxane,sheryl and I were like walkin' out of school after CIP when mr ng ( my discipline master ) caught me usin' my handphone..argh!!! he was like in his car..drivin' out of the school gate when he slowed down..wind down the window and pointed at me..*sigh* and i was like so stunned...and great..hopefully he cant recognize me or i'll be in deep trouble..yep..so..i'll be prayin'..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331737138029380?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331737138029380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331737138029380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/god-has-given-to-those-who-obey-him.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331733963285093</id><published>2004-04-21T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:33:17.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;from this moment...i had love you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey...just a shout out to chia min : hapy bdae...and to benjy..happy belated bdae! kay so..yesterday..school was really fun..*laughxs*..its alwaes 'debone' here 'debone' dere..den rox got kinda fed-up with this 'debone' thingy..but she cooled down very very soon...oh ya...and a big huggie to rox for photostatin/photocopyin 20 odd pages for me (for free!)...and she even put it in a file for me..ty roxane..yep...so tad rounds up tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;today...hmm...stayed back to do geo proj...which was really stupid coz my geo t'cher was like so unfair...she didnt let us group ourselves but allowed e other classes to...*groans* so nway..yep..i stayed back after school..sheryl stayed back too...but it was a treat for her...coz she got to see 'debone'..okay..think i'll end here...not sure wad else to write..will ad more if i have any..*close with a prayer*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331733963285093?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331733963285093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331733963285093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/from-this-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331726877528553</id><published>2004-04-19T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:32:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;itz a small world after all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to update how my life had been..yup..so all tests cleared..only the exmas which are like in a mth's time? so i'll just give a brief summary for fri-sat + sun..&lt;br /&gt;fri : sch finished @ 1145am..watched 'prince and me'..tad show was realli brilliant !! -winces- &lt;br /&gt;sat : took this neoprint with feli...we were really *blur*..haha...newbie still...we're like hurry hurry..time gonna run out...yep..but in e end..we managed to get the whole thing done..outcome was pretty nice..haha&lt;br /&gt;sun : eve of frenship day! went to orc..reached hme @ 10? yep..10...den got to stay up till 11 doin hmwk...*groanx*&lt;br /&gt;mon | frenship day ! ( which is today !) : ha..assembly was like so fun todae..haha...went *ahem*-spoting...lol...yep..so wadeva it is..i'll try to blog as often as i can..think i'll end here? haha..got a lil distracted..on the phone with aly..-hug-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331726877528553?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331726877528553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331726877528553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/itz-small-world-after-all-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331723614927744</id><published>2004-04-11T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:31:34.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;passion of christ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greetinx'! went suntec after church...the 'journey' dere was like so funny kay...all the way talkin bout "passion of christ" | life after death | sins | gospels| haha+! ( sounds lame? )Anyway...yep...tad was wad we talked bout till we reach suntec...left suntec @ 5...my mum den drove to wisma coz there's a surfbabe shop dere...you noe...e shop which carries e pretty pretty roxy wallet? ( read yday entry) &lt;br /&gt;*blehx* only to found out that all of that kind of wallet is sold out!! dey dun carry tad stock anymore..*sobx*..anyway..i'll end here...school's on tml&lt;br /&gt;-hugx-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331723614927744?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331723614927744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331723614927744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/passion-of-christ-greetinx-went-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331716438989907</id><published>2004-04-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:30:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;new horizons to pursue| holy saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.46pm...my parents are out watching ' The Passion of Chirst ' wun be back till 11/12+..coz e show ends at 1140...spent e whole afternoon makin tis new layout..uploaded e song- A Whole New World(a song frm e cartoon aladdin..ha!) seriously...all of disney's songs sounds good...oh ya...saw this really pretty roxy wallet on the mag yday...itz really nice...but...wonder if it looked as good as it is on e mag...anyway dere's loadx of thingx to be done..ew..crapx!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.get disney soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;2.check out e wallet (ha!)&lt;br /&gt;3.math+ history+geo test&lt;br /&gt;4.catch 'prince and me'&lt;br /&gt;5.holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331716438989907?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331716438989907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331716438989907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/new-horizons-to-pursue-holy-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331711864037347</id><published>2004-04-04T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:29:36.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;we remember,we celebrate,we believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr....itz freezin' cold in church...mass ended @ 2 instead of the usual 130...aniwae...went to e optician after tad...hung round tampines...and...oh ya...met my senior in church...he's my neighbour's nephew...loggin on to friendster now...ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331711864037347?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331711864037347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331711864037347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/we-rememberwe-celebratewe-believe-brrr.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331708074367235</id><published>2004-04-03T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:28:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Believe in yourself, you will come alive.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huggies* how's life peeps? hmm...apologises for nt bloggin for quite some time..hmm..*random thoughts* well,well..talkin to feli on msn now...took hmt...just started only and am havin' regrets alreadi...*tsk tsk* sheryl's bdae tomorrow....haven even buy her a prezzy yet...plus plus the bdae prezzy tad she reallllllli one is him...rox..agree? yeap...so thatz bout it...byeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331708074367235?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331708074367235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331708074367235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/04/believe-in-yourself-you-will-come.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331703332658742</id><published>2004-03-30T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:36:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;collectin' huggiex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whee* weather's so nice todae..rainin' now...i added a "hug counter" in the top right hand box..donate your hugx generously( hee!)...oh ya,my form t'cher wont be back till thursdae coz of some reasonx..aniwae aniwae..we're havin a combined science lesson!! tomorrow after school with 1e3!! gonna be a diaster..haha..we'll see how it turned out to be..*thinks'* hmm...i'll start my hugx collection first *huggiex* to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331703332658742?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331703332658742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331703332658742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/collectin-huggiex-whee-weathers-so.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331704161666821</id><published>2004-03-30T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:28:19.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;collectin' huggiex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whee* weather's so nice todae..rainin' now...i added a "hug counter" in the top right hand box..donate your hugx generously( hee!)...oh ya,my form t'cher wont be back till thursdae coz of some reasonx..aniwae aniwae..we're havin a combined science lesson!! tomorrow after school with 1e3!! gonna be a diaster..haha..we'll see how it turned out to be..*thinks'* hmm...i'll start my hugx collection first *huggiex* to all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331704161666821?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331704161666821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331704161666821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/collectin-huggiex-whee-weathers-so_30.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331699787720428</id><published>2004-03-25T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:27:35.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Shalom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long have i not blog? 5 daex? hsc sports carnival todae...whole thing suppose to end at around 10-11am...but delay till 12 noon..so nevermind...rox and i went to get a drink den i went to catch a bus while she went to meet cherylanne and co....and great...i havent even start on my homew yet...kae..i realli got to go now.nite people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331699787720428?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331699787720428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331699787720428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/shalom-how-long-have-i-not-blog-5-daex.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331694909817545</id><published>2004-03-20T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:26:47.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;all depend on faith | everything is a grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.....time reeealllliii "flies"!! this comin' mondae gotta go back to school alreadi....done most of my homework.. well,except for chinese...+sigh+ aniwae...not going for mornin' mass tomorrow...goin' picnic @ east coast park instead...heex..so to those who are going for their camp on mon --&gt; ENJOY YOURSELF!! hmm...hugx to all...bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331694909817545?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331694909817545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331694909817545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/all-depend-on-faith-everything-is.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331691236909382</id><published>2004-03-15T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:26:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Of all the shooting starx I knew, I never fell for anyone but you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readingx | 1: 2 Kings 5:1-15; 2: Psalm 42; 3: Luke 4:24-30 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? The one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 4:9-12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331691236909382?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331691236909382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331691236909382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/of-all-shooting-starx-i-knew-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331686392917939</id><published>2004-03-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:25:22.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;True friends are the siblings God forgot to give us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* pretty late now...heex...havent been bloggin for a really looong time...loadz of things happened last week...well...went bowlin with rox and sheryl on fridae...(fun!) oh yea...i just forgot to blog this-benjy actually noe sheryl's cruch....*screams* small world....so aniwae...*yawn* hugx and kissex to all.....nitex.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331686392917939?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331686392917939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331686392917939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/true-friends-are-siblings-god-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331681869134600</id><published>2004-03-09T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:24:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;stars in the sky...wishing once upon a time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded this song yesterdae night..( love it!).... first heard this song on Keegan's com..cant seemed to find the lyrics..so aniwae...science and english common test tomorrow...*sigh* cant wait for de holidaex...hehe...hmm....wad else ? oh yea...haha...sheryl fell to the stairs when she saw him walkin down...so funni...rox and me burst into laughters....hahaha....so hugz to all....bbye+!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331681869134600?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331681869134600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331681869134600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/stars-in-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331674614117734</id><published>2004-03-08T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:23:24.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;-Hope-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When love leaves our hearts we always have hope. Hope is what keeps our sprits alive and makes it easier on ourselves, because it's better than the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Love-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and love are like hide and seek; people spend their whole lives looking for love, but when they finally seek it ... they hide..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331674614117734?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331674614117734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331674614117734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/hope-when-love-leaves-our-hearts-we.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331670495140026</id><published>2004-03-07T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:22:43.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Love isn't how much you can get, but how much you can give; it's not about giving up, but holding on; not about how you say, 'I love you,' but how you show it's true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me you trap yourself sometimes by thinking desire and need is love. He was right. Love is something far more precious, but something far more fragile. Hold on to it too tightly and it will crumble in your fingers. Hold it too loosely and the wind might blow it away and shatter it on the cold ground. Listen to the voice in your heart but be absolutely sure the voice comes from your heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331670495140026?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331670495140026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331670495140026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/love-isnt-how-much-you-can-get-but-how.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869052.post-108331666338484833</id><published>2004-03-05T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:22:01.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;if you ask me to choose my life and you,i'll sae my life and u'll walk away without knowin that u're my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...the most embarassin thing happened todae...the more i think bout it the more funny it seems...hahaha...hmm so sheryl went insane todae when we took the same bus back as him...heez..so in love with him ....aniwae..got to go le...ciao+!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869052-108331666338484833?l=stbeatitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331666338484833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869052/posts/default/108331666338484833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stbeatitude.blogspot.com/2004/03/if-you-ask-me-to-choose-my-life-and.html' title=''/><author><name>shermaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02281048242561743461</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></entry></feed>
