<?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-19748519</id><updated>2011-09-04T23:17:49.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the end, everything is a gag.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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title='...'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-115236508617902311</id><published>2006-07-08T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T06:28:56.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two words. with. you.</title><content type='html'>i feel myself going through that state of mind again. i'm confused. i'm an emotional wreck in every sense of the those words. the other day i looked at the blank post and i didnt know what to write. but suddenly i have so much in me that's nagging to be let out, and my fingers feel like they on an automatic mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read somewhere awhile ago that when children get hurt, they look to their parents eyes to react to a situation. say when a kid falls from a bike, he looks at his dad. if his dad laughs and pulls him up while patting him on the back, then things are fine. if he sees panic in the father's eyes while he rushes to see if he's okay, he'll cry. children look to parents as guidance. though i dont know where the hell i'm going with this, what say you if parents turn out to be the causes of a person's emotional upheaval, that feeling like you've just got your breath taken away like someone just slammed you onto the ground? well who would they look to to determine how to react? i dont know. give me an answer please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to have alot of different ways of thinking. but they evolved as my experiences as a teenager grew ohso frequent. that left me no room for anything else than thinking and figuring.  first i thought that drama was saved for tv. then i thought that i was the only person in the world who could possibly understand how i was feeling, that absolutely NO one else could grasp what i had come to feel at the time. then i realised that that itself was a stupid way of thinking, and that of course there were other people in the wolrd who were feeling far fucking worse than me, so why was i moping? that made me mope even more. then i enveloped myself in my insecurities and refused to let anyone else barg in my life unexpected and take dire control of my own feelings and play around with it like a muppet master plays around with muppets. nope not gonna happen again. but you never really control these kinda things. they happen when they wanna happen and it's not really in your hands or anything. that guy up there likes playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of different kinda emotions have been welling up inside of me, i admit. i dont necessarily know how to deal with them, so i've been pushing them away. but they're exactly like..rodents. so bloody annoying. these awesome people i have around me dont EVER need to put up with me, but they do anyways. i've forgotten how NOT to channel my negative energy toward everything i do, but i dont bother keeping up anymore. i've gotten tired with the games. but what do you do when Life's a game. even at home. esp at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna get rid of this fucked up feeling. that i cant do anything right anymore, that i continously hurt the people i hold so close to. of getting hurt but not expressing it anymore. numbness anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so pathetic, giving up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-115236508617902311?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/115236508617902311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=115236508617902311&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115236508617902311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115236508617902311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-words-with-you.html' title='two words. with. you.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-115193628308404727</id><published>2006-07-03T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T07:18:03.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just don't wanna miss anything..</title><content type='html'>just finished my math tuition. phoooh. promised to update, so yeah. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheer '06.&lt;br /&gt;we seriously had a lot of fun. we were the sri KDU stunners, like it or not. xD  and we were pretty damn nervous to tell you that. the first day was pretty tense, as we needed the judges to have a good first impression. it turned out to be really good, cos we had ZILCH of infractions. NIL. hahaa. so that was awesome. i was a nervous wreck. the hosts were yummy, joey G and jien. second day was worse. the entire stadium was fucking PACKED. i couldnt string two words together before we performed. having to wait backstage is shit. xD but we did it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were at the top ten at seventh ranking, but we came second for newcomers. lost by 3 DAMN POINTS. that was really gay. so many of us were really disappointed. but ah well. we didnt know cartwheeling with props was an infraction so it's a lesson learnt i guess. caroline and mr.hafiz were being really encouraging, and so many people turned up to watch. (: my parents came too, for once in like what, two years. hee. everything was great except the announcing of winners, so to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    i've been neglecting chatting with people lately, have been so exhausted. ngeeeehhhh. heh. i left my sprayspray bottle at the stadium! ): 40 bucks gooooonneee. ugh. ah well. anyways, i woke up so exhausted today it wasnt funny at all. went to school anyways, but only made it till break time. came home and i kinda dont remember what i did. was feeling nauseous the entire day and had one too many panadols. slept alot too. then came on to do my geo project after being reminded that i was nowhere near done.. xD and finished it in time for my tuition. heh. i'm not much of a planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    anywhooooo aussielanders are coming back home in this next two weeks, during our class tests and trials, so.. GREAT. haha. we'll see each other though, but imma log off for now so yeah. toddly doooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; There's always something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; There's always something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; getting through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; but it's not me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's You, it's You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; sometimes ignorance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; rings true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; but hope is not in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; what i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's not in me..me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's in You, it's in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's all i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i find peace when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i'm confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i find hope when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i'm let down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; not in me ... me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it's in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i hope to lose myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; i hope to find it in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; not in me ... me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the very precious people who get me outta my bed everyday knowing it's all gon' be worth it. or that i did it anyways if it wasn't. (: loveeesss&lt;br /&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/19748519-115193628308404727?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193628308404727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=115193628308404727&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115193628308404727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115193628308404727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-dont-wanna-miss-anything.html' title='i just don&apos;t wanna miss anything..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-115002984732939602</id><published>2006-06-11T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T05:44:07.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stay awake for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. cherie&lt;br /&gt;2. Lee&lt;br /&gt;3. aainaa&lt;br /&gt;4. mel&lt;br /&gt;5. nicole&lt;br /&gt;6. sing kiat&lt;br /&gt;7. jinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8. b&lt;br /&gt;9. greg&lt;br /&gt;10. nicholas&lt;br /&gt;11.vanessa&lt;br /&gt;12. eltjse&lt;br /&gt;13. nikki&lt;br /&gt;14. marc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. suet&lt;br /&gt;16. kent&lt;br /&gt;17. keefings&lt;br /&gt;18.marcus&lt;br /&gt;19. wanru&lt;br /&gt;20. fiona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet number 14 (marc)?&lt;br /&gt;In school. second year, dont remember though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you had never met Number 1 (cherie) ?&lt;br /&gt;alot of things wouldnt have came to be if that anti-social kid and the nerdy sweetie didnt bump into each other all those years ago. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20 (fiona) and 9 (greg) dated you?&lt;br /&gt;fiona- emm. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;greg- ooh. chokes. (: kidddiiiin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would 6 (sing kiat) and 17 (keefe) make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;roflmao hahahahahhahaha. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe Number 3 (na).&lt;br /&gt;oh em geeeee. how do i even begin. (: she's outrageous, she's bubbly, so gorgeous, and this year has been a blast having her in my life. and people should really get to know her. aainaa And the alter ego. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think No.8 (b) is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;AAAWWWWWWW. (: of course lil bonbon is pretty. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me something about No.7 (jinyi)&lt;br /&gt;well. that smartass ar. xD he's the bomb, though i dont reckon he reads my blog. he permanently uhuglued his ear to the phone throughout the whole time i've known him. sweet guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know anything about no.12's (eltjse) family?&lt;br /&gt;yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is No.8's (b) favorite?&lt;br /&gt;bimbo. (: (: (: just couldnt help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you do if 11 (vanessa) confesses that he/she likes you?&lt;br /&gt;dang kinky. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What language does 15 (suet) speak?&lt;br /&gt;english. broken cantonese. broken mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who is 9 (greg) goint out with?&lt;br /&gt;hahaahah lol oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How old is 16 (kent) now?&lt;br /&gt;eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When was the last time u talked to 13 (nikki)?&lt;br /&gt;last cheer practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who's 2's (Lee)'s favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;baby has too many. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Would you date number 4 (mel) ?&lt;br /&gt;hel yesh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you date 7 (jin) ?&lt;br /&gt;he's busy scoring straights. (: and i'm taken hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 15 (suet) single?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's 10's (nicholas) ?&lt;br /&gt;chaaaaaaaaaaaaan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever consider being in a relationship with 11 (ness) ?&lt;br /&gt;ngeh? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What school does 3 (na) go to?&lt;br /&gt;kdu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Where does 6 (sing kiat) live?&lt;br /&gt;pffft. blondie's in ozzyland now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What's your favorite thing about number 5 (nicole) ?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. what i love and hate? she gets me esp. when i dont wanna open up. AND the wonka chocolates she's getting me right roight. :D and sk too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew that took ancient years to do. tabbed by nana. kthxbyyyyyyeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-115002984732939602?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/115002984732939602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=115002984732939602&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115002984732939602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/115002984732939602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/06/stay-awake-for-me.html' title='stay awake for me.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114700651587975884</id><published>2006-05-07T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T05:59:32.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when you just give love, and never get love, you better let love depart.</title><content type='html'>mmmmm. havent updated in awhile, as usual. (: this will be my last update till i go on my hiatus due to the upcoming mid-terms. a lil late, yes, but nevertheless. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;went on a date with smelly after a looong time. ;) had lunch at O'brien's. went to his place, watched movies, went out again then the brother sent me home later in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the rest of the week.. nothing much happened.. but friday was our third month. loves you sweetie. (: whiissttlleessss. saturday was the science extra class, and we revised chapters 1-7.1. i needed that class, missed out on alot on other subjects, so gotta revise them. so science is kinda a breather for me at the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling sick these few days.. my migraine's back, runny nose, phlegm, and the odd stomach pains now and then. feel weak too. and i've gotten thinner or so is what everyone else tells me. :/ pffffffffffft. i'm a whiner, bite me. hope the appetite comes back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much drama with the boys nowadays. i cant help but think i should just shut up about things sometimes.. sigh. plus i think we've lost a friend. i am officially babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the contrarryyyyy. mother will be leaving for dontknowwhere tomorrow morning for her golfing tournaments and therefore i shall be parent-free for the rest of the week, but it just couldnt be at a dandier timing because i cant go out anyways Because i have to uhuglue my bigass butt at home and study. aaaaaahhhhhhhhhh. (: i might just go insane and shove my textbooks down my dogs puwwwny ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. gotcha for awhile there. i really am off my hooker today.. =| anyways, see you after my mid-terms, and pray that i get the grades i want(and hopefully deserve) and you are the sweetest darling in the world. thanks yooooooouuuu. (: yes you. well. history is awaiting and i gotta go so yeah. pfffffffeewt. toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sk you're a villareal fan?? no you're not. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh tottenham vs. west ham and arsenal vs. wigan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114700651587975884?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114700651587975884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114700651587975884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114700651587975884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114700651587975884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-you-just-give-love-and-never-get.html' title='when you just give love, and never get love, you better let love depart.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114620903069092990</id><published>2006-04-28T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:23:50.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with your smile so warm...</title><content type='html'>mmm.. cant believe i forgot to blog about Arsenal! they beat villareal aggregate 1 to nil to make it to the Finals! paaaaarrrrriiiiissss aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. snorts. chammooooonnn aaccc miiillaaaaaannnnnnn. (barca? no. ac milan. xD )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american idooollll!&lt;br /&gt;i'm really hoping katharine mcppphhhheeeee will win. or chris doherty. (: they're hot And they can sing. daymeemn. Hee. lalalalalala... dont like Paris though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today felt like monday to me.. was so strange.. cos i havent been in classes for a week.. but it wasnt a very good day.. was having stomach aches the entire day.. made it thru math and science but knocked out at the infirmary soon after. dehydration from netball, i think. smells has been sick tooo. took 2 panadols, one for vomit and one more for dizzyness. been feeling qoozy after that. minnee and smells came and picked me up after school and watched Requeim for a Dream. pretty crazy movie. makes you never wanna touch drugs. ate piizzaaa. nut will be picking me up at five today, so in the mean time here i am. (: it's Adrian's birthday today, so smelly will be at his dinner. i'll be catching up on missed out work. -_- hokays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna drown in mel's wonderful bed now. wheebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss that smelly thing.. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114620903069092990?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114620903069092990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114620903069092990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114620903069092990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114620903069092990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/04/with-your-smile-so-warm.html' title='with your smile so warm...'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114613643586845611</id><published>2006-04-27T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T04:13:55.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so why do you sing with me at all?</title><content type='html'>went for the Quiksilver Revolution Tour.. it was pretty uneventful.. but basically alright.. as it turned out, the whole world was there.. we stayed till the Click Five.. emcees were delaying introduction because they were taking a long time to tune up.. it was pretty funny watching him bullshit actually.. we were sitting by the stones after the water behind the crowd.. had a clear view.. (: they're pretty good performers.. songs were catchy.. na jse and i were acting like maniacs and max was extremely hyper. splashing water everywhere. i successfully kept myself dry till the very last song. xD hung around after the performance, then waslked up the beach alone(somehow) toward Lee and smells when a photographer asked me for a picture. that was funny. went home, was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this monday, we had netball mssd. KDU under-15's were unbeaten, we won all four matches. tuesday, under-18's won 2 matches and made the second round, but lost the sudden death. wednesday was under-15's quarter finals but we werent as up to par so we lost. we really really could have won though. the referrees were bias. not being sour. (: all the baking under the sun, now we're roasted and peeling. ): so gay. despite being entirely black, i'm still pink so i look disgusting. hahaha. oh well. at least one good thing came outta it. well, two. went for kfc after the match with ms.minder. she rocks la. gonna miss netball. oh, our school apparently has quite a few potentials for scouting of players for district level, so i think we deserve that cos we kick asses. (: eltjse and puiyi, prolly. na's a great defender too. puiyi&amp;amp;i were the only ones that twisted our ankles, so i'm under the wrap again. didnt go to school today cos i'm a pig and i am exhausted, eltjse and na didnt go either. i found it hilarious when i texted them and they said they were eating pizza hut at respective homes and i had just placed my order. xDxD did a bit of work. mmm.. i've been contemplating whether to quit cheer 06', but if the practices reduce i'm in.. a bit selfish of me but i really cant let my studies suffer.. =/ bedamned pmr this year.. but i'll prolly stay in.. (: cheer is so fun. it's gonna feel weird going home at four nowadays.. looking at the field and it's gonna be empty. heh. definitely not gonna miss the yelling though. xD ohoh! i was watching the ticket just now and i cant wait for the summer blockbusters. mmmmfff. the da vinci code, m:i:III , x-men 3 , superman returns looks pretty cool (: , and so does pirates of the carribean. mmm.. dont know about my agenda this weekend but nic's leaving monday so i have to attend her leaving outing. have to have to. ): we havent been talking much this trip home. aghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna shower, so ciao you lot. smackabummmbbaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114613643586845611?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114613643586845611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114613643586845611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114613643586845611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114613643586845611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-why-do-you-sing-with-me-at-all.html' title='so why do you sing with me at all?'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114502662015152212</id><published>2006-04-14T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T07:57:00.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fingers trace your every outliinnee..</title><content type='html'>our friendly match against bu3 yesterday was pretty similiar to our last one. under15 won 10-1; under18 lost 8-3. i played like shit yesterday it wasnt funny. been practicing for chicago and grease plus cheer as well cos we're performing it during open day, which incidently is tomorrow. it's at 10-4. people i havent seen in ages are coming, so's all good. (: heh. today was looonnngg. we had rehearsals for tomorrow and for our class skit. after school was the skit competition(which we got in, i found out afterwards) and i was playing the part of the narrator. rushed for netball after that, and it was raining so ms.minder cancelled our match against bu1. we ended up having a match against the under18's, and i forgot the score. normally i wouldnt but this time it was because the best bit was after the game. hahaha. iman started.. A MUD FIGHT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we carried aainaa, aleena into the mud. i threw mud at everyone i saw and hugged them even. puiyi slapped mud on my head and so did i by which we called it truce afterwards and proceeded to other people together. xD it was so darn funny i think everyone wet their pants. ms.minder were running away from all of us. the guys even ATTEMPTED to con me. haha. but they suck, so. B, keefings, marcus and someone else tried to hold me down and pour an entire tank of orange juice on my muddy self. but they failed. even with Lee as bait. xDxDxD and mrs.chan was laughing whilst watching from the sidelines. hee. we were surprised she didnt screw us over. i needed that, i was an uptight bomb about to fucking blow i swear. what with. heh. anyways. gonna go. tiiirreeedd. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114502662015152212?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114502662015152212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114502662015152212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114502662015152212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114502662015152212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/04/fingers-trace-your-every-outliinnee.html' title='fingers trace your every outliinnee..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114475139269646748</id><published>2006-04-11T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T03:29:52.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(166, 124, 81);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are White Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c69c6d"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/white-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong feminine side with a good bit of innocence thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether your girlish ways are an act or not, men like to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an understated beauty, and your power is often underestimated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Attract A Good Amount of Guys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouattractivequiz/average.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you may not get the most offers in the room,&lt;br /&gt;You've got a good thing going - dating wise&lt;br /&gt;You could flirt more and dress up a bit to attract more guys&lt;br /&gt;But in general, you are doing just fine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyouattractivequiz/"&gt;Are You Attractive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Fierce Femme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f4f4f4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/howdaringareyouquiz/fierce-femme.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a wild side, and you aren't afraid to bring it out when the time is right.&lt;br /&gt;But you also know when to hang back and keep your "crazy chick" persona in check.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, some of your friends may be surprised to find out how far you can take it...&lt;br /&gt;You may look mild mannered, but it's all an act!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/howdaringareyouquiz/"&gt;How Daring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Coy Flirt!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/coy-flirt.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not so much a flirt as the type of girl who draws flirts in&lt;br /&gt;While you look like you're just relaxing, secretly you've got your game on&lt;br /&gt;A little look here, a little wink there... you give men the encouragement they crave&lt;br /&gt;And in return, they flirt up a storm with you - while you just sit and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh sexy. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114475139269646748?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114475139269646748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114475139269646748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114475139269646748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114475139269646748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/04/things.html' title='things..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114474745528820045</id><published>2006-04-11T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T02:24:17.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and fall back into the arms of grace.</title><content type='html'>so i havent been updating. x) past weeks've flown by.. so without further ado..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so i dont quite remember what i did last week.. still remember i was over at aainaa's and so we came to school together. went out after school.. and later that night went to centrepoint for a drink with zar and na. was sleeping over na's, so we got home and fell asleep watching tv.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went out with na Lee and co. to ou, and did the normal stuff. then went home with nut and we went to san francisco steakhouse. went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;ttended church with parents and went home. was planning on staying home as my plans were cancelled then eltjse called so she came and picked me up ad we went out for a bit. went to bangsar to get some stuff and had dinner with nut and her mommah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;vaguely remember being in school.. like normal.. had the fitness training in the morning.. lessons.. then malay debate after school. ( dont remember when but i think it was this monday.) it was the quarter's, and we owned 4A's asses and beat 3W to move on to the finals, which will be held on either the 16th or 17th. gee, cant wait. heh. the boys went for their mssd on tuesday and they made the quarter finals, and barely survived wednesday, thouhg they didnt make it thru only by a slight margin. (: it's okay, next year. i swear everyone came home with brokensomethings. well, almost everyone anyways. aimanmanman had a broken wrist, yee ming's suffering a broken ankle and tored ligamen(legimen? whatever.) azuri's leg was stepped on multiple times and everyone had scratched and bruises, though thank god smelee was scarcely injured. heh. wednesday was also the day of my first ever netball friendly match(seeing as i want in the netball team till this year, and yes, just learnt how to play the game at the starting of the year.), and seksyen 4 really did show up. they were all. looking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exactly. identical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you wouldnt be able to tell one from the next. my WD was kinda smaller than me so phew, but damn she's annoying. stuck to me like uhu glue, and she was kinda doing offense too. i was pretty slow toward the ending of the game, thouhg picked it up a bit after awhile. but anyways, we beat the under 15's 15-11, and under 18 gave in 7-6. ms.minder wasnt too happy with all of us though. ah well. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;his was the day eltjse asked me to choreograph her modern dance for the paramount championship, and i decided to use "stupid Cupid". yeah. i didnt manage to finish the dance though, cos of lack of time and also cos ms.kalai forced me to choreograph our dance. the boys originally was gonna do some basketball thing, but it wasnt really productive and the preliminaries was the next day, so she made me step in. after a few tryout songs, we decided on pretty woman. i didnt plan on joining dance, mainly cos i didnt feel like it, but she threatened to chew my ass of and i stole her cookie the other day anyways so whatever laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we were panicking cos we hadnt finished the latter half of the dance so kalai pulled us outta mandarin, malay, and moral. so it was sweet. heh. wouldnt'a been able to take any more dronings in anyone of those classes anymore anyways. so then we practiced alot that day, and i was running outta time so kalai improvised and we kinda finished the dance. boys were nervous before performing, but we made it in the finals so's all good. (: eltjse's and na's dance were really good from what i heard, so it was a pity i didnt get to watch them. :\ that night, went out with zar and nut again to the curve and i almost killed us all. xD went home and was dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went to school for chicago and grease in the morning cos we're performing that for open day. went over to smell's after that and just lazed around till mother picked me up in the evening. drama happened just after i woke up that morning though, so it was shit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went for church and the session that day was rather..different. yeahh.. dont remember, but i think i went out after that. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went out to ou with mother because father told her to get me new sneakers. bought some stuff, they didnt have sizes at nike, so i got superstars. got a new bikini from billabooonnnggg. then, met up with Lee keefings raisa and demi and we walked around. contemplated getting a nose piercing but i couldnt reach mom and smelee didnt want it so i ended up not. haha, his reaction was funny though. (: we walked around, then split with raisa and demi. smelee keefings and i then went to pizza huuutt. i love their chicken wings. went to studio R, and stayed there for quite awhile looking for my netball shoes. aainaa hassshhiiimmmm and smells and shakira then came to meet us by which keefings had already left, but not before he brought me a pair of puma's that i thought was really pretty. and he said that he thought i would like them. awww. anyways, got a 2o percent discount, and bought those. then went to nike with smelee and bought his football. went to armani to meet up with the girls then got in the car. sent the baby (: home then went back to pack nut's stuff for the sleepover at my place. went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i have been out everyday for the past 2 weeks, so today was declared lazy day. heh. maxy sexy asked us to go to bangsar for pool but we turned him down. (biiiiiiig effort on my behalf seeing as i've a pool fetish nowadays) was planning to go laze at klgcc, but decided to order pizza and stay in instead. going out for dinner later though, so yeah. this week, we'll be having practices and rehearsals for open day, and mssd netball's around the corner, so it'll be a busy week. nic's coming home tomorrow, and isa's coming saturday, so everything's dandy. will be dancing chicago, grease, and cheerleading. missing cherie though. ;) thinking of excluding myself for the finals in dancing, but we'll see how everything turns out.  so till i update again. that was the longest one hey? ciaoabella sweeties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114474745528820045?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114474745528820045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114474745528820045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114474745528820045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114474745528820045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-fall-back-into-arms-of-grace.html' title='and fall back into the arms of grace.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114261073940079850</id><published>2006-03-17T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T07:52:19.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet tidings..</title><content type='html'>life feels like an onion sometimes. as you pick on the layers, something more delicate unfolds, revealing a more protected side of it. sometimes when it peels away by itself though, everything comes undone and what's left is the fragments something that just no longer holds together. onions also cause irritance, runny nose, brings tears stinging in your eyes. why peel onions? leave the onions alone, i say. tsch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. on a brighter note, weather was rather pleasant today. though still being much of a bitch, my nose feels bedamned itchy and the skin is dry and stretched and aggggh.&lt;br /&gt;hokay so maybe not on a brighter note. on another note, then. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised that reading different blogs does in a way affect your mood. like say you read a blog that contains material of sentimentalism, and you feel trains of thought squishing through your mind; read everyday stuff and you just feel neutral. or maybe it's just me. heh. xD anyways, i'm almost finished with my book, and i'll pull out an extract out of sheer boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;            &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;profound desire, true desire is the desire to be close to someone. from that point onwards, things change, the man and the woman come into play, but what happens before--the attraction that brought them together--is impossible to explain. it is untouched desire in it's purest state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;            when desire is still in this pure state, the man and the woman fall in love with life, they live each moment reverently, consciously, always ready to celebrate the next blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;            when people feel like this, they are not in a hurry, they do not precipitate events with unthinking actions. they know that the inevitable will happen, that what is real always finds a way of revealing itself. when the moment comes they do not hesitate, they do not miss an opportunity, they do not let slip a single magic moment, because they respect the importance of each second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had that dire need to put that up. i think, that just sometimes, people take that with them, but somehow they go down an entirely different way, and they meet so many people, too many people; mostly those with manipulative ways, we succumb to temptation, which isnt entirely ours to blame, because we are being human. but because we do, it leads us too far away from what might've been a better being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit.&lt;br /&gt;dear oh dear, i've no idea if what i wrote got across because after reading that again in an outsider's point of view i've no idea what i mean. ngeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114261073940079850?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114261073940079850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114261073940079850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114261073940079850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114261073940079850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/03/sweet-tidings.html' title='sweet tidings..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114233072089671103</id><published>2006-03-14T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:05:20.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ladadidaladidaaaaaahhh. letitgoletitgoherewego.</title><content type='html'>soo here i am in the grand hyatt again. dad decided he wanted me here on the sunday night, so i was on a flight here yet again on monday night. apparently it snowed yesterday, so imma keep my fingers crossed for more snow while i' around. it'll be till this coming sunday, so i'm sure it will at least once. heh. i'm missing everyone that much more already.. aggghh. i wanna be home. though i definitely dont miss the humid malaysian weather now, as it's pretty chilly here. i love cold weathers. heh. bought a new book called eleven minutes by paul coelho, and it's pretty much an eye-opening read. i wanna go hooooome, oh i miss you, you know. xD michael buble.. hmmm.. i've missed the place here though, the familiarity of the staff are still that-familiar. heh. i wonder how they did with heirloom, and if my chicken shit really was chicken in the movie. (:  it's just rewinding and playing in my head again and again.  will be calling home a lil later. mmmmf. imma be having a rather deep post coming in the near future, though i'm not sure when. it's time i blogged about something other than my usual ramblings about random things that would interest nobody. xD dinner time, so till then. issh na and smells got me addicted to kau impianku. ohh dear.  till then people. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114233072089671103?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114233072089671103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114233072089671103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114233072089671103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114233072089671103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/03/ladadidaladidaaaaaahhh.html' title='ladadidaladidaaaaaahhh. letitgoletitgoherewego.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114197760013962438</id><published>2006-03-09T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T00:03:20.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish you would step outta that ledge my frrriiieeennddd</title><content type='html'>mmf so i've ended up being in smell's place for the week,going home tonight. heh. cant remember what i did, but i definitely fell quite sick.woke up feeling like &lt;a href="mailto:!@#%"&gt;@#%&lt;/a&gt;#^&amp;amp; about 3 days ago i think? yeah, and it developed into a high fever a day after that. naturally, we skipped class, which of course, was because i was sick. (: actually no. aah, now i remember, we had pizza hut for breakfast on wednesday morning, and chili's at ou that night. xD it was Then that i remember feeling even more woozy than before. went to school yesterday though, cos of cheer auditions( got short-listed for the schoolteam! (: ) and netball and math. didnt wanna lag behind for the latter. mmm. i almost died for the periods before break, which was bm and music, was freezing. went to the infirmary and stayed there half the day cos my temperature was quite high and wouldnt go down. when i got out temperature was down to 37.5? i think, and felt dizzy for the rest of the day. cheerleading was pretty alright, all of the houses made it but a few yellows got cut if i'm not mistaken. was kinda surprised at who got cut though. but yeah, i made the second cut! xD had a netball game afterwards, by which ms.M was just correcting us along the way. foooooh. got back, went to mid valley with nut bimbo and zar for specific reasons ( cant say what yet in case smells reads this. hee. ) and got home. i was literally knocked out. xD so i've a pounding headache now, and i feel hot. like, burning HOT. ugh. but freezing at the same time, so. -_- ended up staying home and we just chilled today. aainaa said my burning up helped her keep warm by cuddling up to me whilst sleeping cos mel's air conditioning is bloody cold. i founhd that funny. oh. mel kicks. xD hokaay,head's screaming for a panadol. enjoy your holidays. mmf extra classes netball grumblegrumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit.&lt;br /&gt;damn i'm quite a whiner hey? x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114197760013962438?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114197760013962438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114197760013962438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114197760013962438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114197760013962438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/03/wish-you-would-step-outta-that-ledge.html' title='wish you would step outta that ledge my frrriiieeennddd'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114156093356381379</id><published>2006-03-05T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T04:15:33.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH OH i didnt forget. one month baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114156093356381379?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114156093356381379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114156093356381379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114156093356381379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114156093356381379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-oh-i-didnt-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-114156039169126369</id><published>2006-03-05T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T04:06:32.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the unannounced hiatus. ;)</title><content type='html'>so i havent updated since pre-valentine's. missed me? xD it's been a loong one since then. anyways, valentine's was good. got chocolates from juniors which was cute and funny. emceeing was fun. he gave me the converses. heh. (: smells got me a rose. awww. naj gave me a note. sweetie. all in all it was one of the memorable ones. nothing much happened after that. was just juggling studies, netball, cheerleading, athletics. the whole bunch of us( smells, na, san, lee, marc,  jin, max, bronzie, greg, keefe, azuri) went to sunway lagoon to celebrate mel's birthday cos we were sick of ou. it was the best, we had heaps of fun. greg's chicken at rides, the poor thing. x) we went to the dry park, then the wet park. the guards there're disgusting, so're some of the guys. they make you wish you werent malaysian. piece of shites la. heh, anyways, before the wet park me lee marc jin greg bronzie went on the loooooooooooooong bridge high up from the park and we ended up walking aaall the way back cos the entrance was closed cos of the contruction for asia's biggest man made beach or something was going on. heh. yupp. skipped aaall the way till tomorrow. woke up at half past five in the morning. it was so tiring, i swear. and me, being, well, me, forgot my poms, which were due to rushing, got to school, was half way helping the girls with makeup when kim told me to rush to her driver. it was all a blurr from there. the performance didnt go as well as expected, one of out high extensions didnt go up. it was all gay. changed for the relay. the guys were so hilarious, was yelling "GO SANDEE!!!" from the stands. they'd been planning the alleged'operation sandyman' since way before. snorts. xD we got the gold, but the screwed up judging meant that we were resulted in disqualifications again. mother, i swear we were all so damn pissed, and we'd already been disqualified again the day before for the 400 relay event. and they couldnt come up with a solid enough explanation. quite a few events had that going on, i heard. the teachers were all so disappointed. dont think there'll be many keen runners in mssd this year anymore hey.  we got third for cheer. was expecting it, but shit, it wasnt any less of a whack right at the face. everyone was crying. for joy, or for lost. mmm.. oh well.. ah but the injuries. mine this year were manageable. was practicing the routine on friday when carmen fell on the back of my head vertically and the impact went down to my neck and it hurt like @#%@#$%!. then it got numb. mmf, now i cant turn my head all the way without flinching. heh. so anyways, went back to mel's place to get ready for ou and got going. watched final destination 3 much to my reluctance. it was gorygrossandeverythinggay. -_- gang fight almost happened, the rempits were ganged up, 50 to the kduians. everyone called everyone, apparently kduians were roaming the mall for them afterwards. whatever it is, ujin's banned from from going to ou for a month or so now. ah shite. anyways, attended grandmother's 81st birthday at the restaurant in kota damansara afterwards, and i'd died afterwards. was so damn exhausted. basically lazed round the house today. had japanese. mmm. might stay over at's smell's for the week, cos mother'll be at thailand, and dad working in seoul.&lt;br /&gt;weird thing is, sometimes everything that happens in my life magnifies tenfold before my eyes, down to the most intricate details, that i feel more; but sometimes, i'm blind and obscured to all that's happening around me either cos i'm searching too hard for answers, or i just couldnt give two flying fecks about it. either way we lose at times like these hey? either way we lose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-114156039169126369?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/114156039169126369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=114156039169126369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114156039169126369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/114156039169126369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/03/sorry-for-unannounced-hiatus.html' title='sorry for the unannounced hiatus. ;)'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113949616715875303</id><published>2006-02-09T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:56:21.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm already gooonnne.</title><content type='html'>was doing the full extension today and fell and sprained my ankle a bit. it was gay. but ah well, i'll live. school's been crazy hectic. as in craazy hectic. plus i've another baggage attached to me now, soo. :):) but i'm definitely not complaining. haha. xD though.. x) my running and sports're gonna be affected. shite. =\ ngeh.. i'm supposed to be doing my work.. groans. oh well.. i've been tired again these past few weeks.. and i really need to get a grip and sort out my priorities. x) but yeah. valentine's coming up. you got a valentine? =D hmmm.. i've been addicted to looking up lyrics nowadays, i've noticed. oh well, wont it just hurt if i stop? :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Is this a dream&lt;br /&gt;If it is&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me from this high&lt;br /&gt;I'd become comfortably numb&lt;br /&gt;Until you opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;To what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When everything's right&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found me&lt;br /&gt;When no one else was looking&lt;br /&gt;How did you know just where I would be&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you broke through all of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;The ups and the downs&lt;br /&gt;And you still didn't leave&lt;br /&gt;I guess that you saw what nobody could see&lt;br /&gt;the good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;and the ones in between&lt;br /&gt;you found me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113949616715875303?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113949616715875303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113949616715875303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113949616715875303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113949616715875303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-already-gooonnne.html' title='i&apos;m already gooonnne.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113914884867031168</id><published>2006-02-05T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T06:14:08.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm smiling tonight.</title><content type='html'>sometimes when you dont bother to hold on tight enough, it just sliipppss away and nothing you say's gonna make it any less of a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo i've had a long week. update when i'm not too lazy. i the meantime.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;If you only once would let me&lt;br /&gt;only just one time&lt;br /&gt;then be happy with the consequence&lt;br /&gt;with whatever's gonna happen tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't think we're not serious&lt;br /&gt;when's it ever not?&lt;br /&gt;the love we make is give and its take&lt;br /&gt;i'm game to play along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best dj's are saving&lt;br /&gt;their slowest song for last&lt;br /&gt;when the dance is through it's me and you&lt;br /&gt;c'mon would it really be so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things we think might be the same&lt;br /&gt;but i won't fight for more&lt;br /&gt;it's just not me to wear it on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;count on that for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113914884867031168?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113914884867031168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113914884867031168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113914884867031168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113914884867031168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-smiling-tonight.html' title='i&apos;m smiling tonight.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113846159483223237</id><published>2006-01-28T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T07:21:10.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so hollow baby.</title><content type='html'>went to ou after school with cher yesterday. we just hung out and all. bought a fcuk top. i totally splurged but it was well worth it. :) came home at close to one in the morning. then woke up today to nothing. went to uncle's frank's place for the prechinesenewyear's dinner. then all the way home aaron was speeding. i love his taste in music, it's so similiar to mine. :p oh flory, if you're reading this no they're lyrics. Falls On Me by Fuel. mmm.. wanru's leaving for korea soon.. eheh. have fun babes. will have church tomorrow morning. then going to grandmother's place. i swear the nieces(second cousins?) are so adorable. sigh. i'm kinda tired. soo i'll leave you with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I know I've been mistaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But just give me a break and see the changes that I've made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I've got some imperfections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But how can you collect them all and throw them in my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I hope you're not intending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; To be so condescending it's as much as i can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and you're so independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; you just refuse to bend so I keep bending till I break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy chinese new year, everyone. have a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113846159483223237?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113846159483223237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113846159483223237&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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what the hell i'm doing with myself, so. school work, cheerleading, athletics, netball, people.. just wanna throw everything off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;schoolwork. i swear the teachers're bloody mad. off their hookers! nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading. i dont know what's going on most of the time, and yeah. cant be bothered to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;athletics. pain. painpainpain. i'm running slow, i've injured myself and i think i aggravated it. okay no more self pity. moovviiinnngggg ooonnn&lt;br /&gt;netball. i'm in the team! oh, i quit basketball. too much, really. i dont even know how imma splinch for running and this. agh..&lt;br /&gt;people. this's.. you just wanna throw up all the word vomits but it's stupid so. i'm being so silly, +feeling kinda confused with what's goin on. gotta catch up with the world man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body's so exhausted, i swweaarr. i seriously overdid everything, every single one. i gotta chill ey? i've a feeling alot of people'll be needing this one week off. phooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher wants to go out tomorrow. hmmm. contemplating.. oh for fucks hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've to get started on my work. see yyoooouuu fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Your faith like the pain&lt;br /&gt;Draws me in again&lt;br /&gt;She washes all my wounds for me&lt;br /&gt;The darkness in my veins&lt;br /&gt;I never could explain&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if you ever see&lt;br /&gt;Will you still believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of your weight&lt;br /&gt;And all you dream&lt;br /&gt;Falls on me, it falls on me&lt;br /&gt;And your beautiful sky&lt;br /&gt;And the light you bring&lt;br /&gt;Falls on me, it falls on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I that strong&lt;br /&gt;To carry on&lt;br /&gt;I might change your life&lt;br /&gt;I might save my world&lt;br /&gt;Could you save me?&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113828356295006884?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113828356295006884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113828356295006884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113828356295006884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113828356295006884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-black-hole-ive-dug-for-me.html' title='this black hole i&apos;ve dug for me..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113819559568077214</id><published>2006-01-25T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T05:26:35.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ack.</title><content type='html'>i swear my body's so overexhausted it's not even funny. gah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113819559568077214?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113819559568077214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113819559568077214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113819559568077214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113819559568077214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/ack.html' title='ack.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113764405144383269</id><published>2006-01-18T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T20:14:11.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprises//knocking on my door.</title><content type='html'>haha.. i swear.. ms.kalai is quite the bomb. :) she got.. er.. distracted numerous times and was bitching about and explaining pranks that gave us stitching laughs xD and how or not she got into trouble for. and we attempted a prank after class. though that didnt work. pffft. :) let's just say, fudge, jaya, beef. hahaha. she's hilarious. in ict now, quite bored. not sure if imma run this year.. we'll see ey. mmf. bloody phlegm is starting to get on my nerves i swear. hmm.. i wonder.. okay, i'll blog later, not in the mood right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113764405144383269?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113764405144383269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113764405144383269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113764405144383269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113764405144383269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/surprisesknocking-on-my-door.html' title='surprises//knocking on my door.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113732094779816746</id><published>2006-01-15T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T02:29:07.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont walk away.</title><content type='html'>woke up at nine in the morning yesterday to get ready for the wedding ceremony at st.francis xavier's church. got there, and julian looked his best. =] we hung around for awhile whilst waiting for the wedding to start. bride was real late because the benz  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broke down. And,&lt;/span&gt; she came in style, in a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taxi.&lt;/span&gt; hahaha! i swear everyone's jaw dropped when they saw her, partly cos she's so pretty and cos of the unique way she arrived. everything went on,  quite a few professional photographers were hired. after the ceremony, we had refreshments and phototaking sessions. went home, showered. went to the salon with mom to fix hair. :| pfft. my cartilage hurt man. got home, chilled a bit, and then dressed up. at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half past five &lt;/span&gt;i followed aaron and lucas to kl. parents were in the other car. got to the imperial sheraton, went to the langkawi room for the tea ceremony. then we were outside the ballroom socialising. well, the others were, i was stoned. dad was dragging me everywhere. issh. just stood behind aaron and sipped my wine. finally was time to go in for the dinner. there was a slide show about the newlyweds playing, and it was funny and sweet at the same time. =) dinner started, food, speeches food food food speeches food throwing of bouquet(!!!) and dancing. as it's uncle frank's last son to marry, his speech was 5 bloody manuscript pages long. ahahahah. it was amusing nevertheless. the best man, calvin gave a short speech and serenaded the couple and he was so damn good. he altered frank sinatra lyrics and it was really funny. the throwing of the bouquet.. haha.. the groom's brother colin, my cousin, x) was calling out a few bachelor and bachelorettes and somehow i wasnt excluded, so what the hell. i didnt catch it. -_- the guy in front of me did, so whatever. alas, the dancing. hahaa, i was just sitting down texting and aaron came suddenly and just pulled me out. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slowdancing. &lt;/span&gt;lol. melvin being drunk, all sorts of bull was coming outta his mouth the entire night. all in all, it was pretty fun. oh, they had a presentation of the pictures on the ceremony in the morning, and the last one was magdalene and jools jumping in the air. so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been texting alot nowadays. haha. i was texting throughout the whole day yesterday. ;) anyways, i swear i'm so damn lazy today. ngeh. gotta do the damn malay karangan and math( i think) soon. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113732094779816746?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113732094779816746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113732094779816746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113732094779816746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113732094779816746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/dont-walk-away.html' title='dont walk away.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113696470397821973</id><published>2006-01-10T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:35:25.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and cursed cupid even found me alone, into the wound another dart.</title><content type='html'>sniiiiifffff. so krys' gone back to ns. least she's a sergeant, so kudos to her. annnyyywwayyys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;monday.&lt;br /&gt;went to school, brother finally home to get me to school. was feeling kinda sick in the morning, but i got to school anyways. attended classes aall the way till past one when i finally give in and went to the infirmary. had high fever, sister gave me a panadol and then another one but it wont go dowwnn. so she sent me home against my will. -_- sooiiggh. brother took me to the doc, and so. my tonsils are inflamed yet agaaaiin. headachefluSORETHROAT(!!)coughphlegmfever. issh. brother was a sweetie, took care of me well. (: and..i passed him the flu and sorethroat. :| hahahaha. poor thing la that one. lucas' coming home soon! parents home, dad flying off tonight and coming back godknowswhen. anyways. oh yeah monday. umm. went out at night despite the fever, and it got worse overnight. so my plans on wednesday flew out the dang window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;pfffffft. sleep, eat, homework, shower,sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todaaaayyy.&lt;br /&gt;even my maid wouldnt let me get up to get to school. x) awww. yehh. it was true what the doc said about my fever shooting up and down, cos it has. bloody hell. sorethroat still there, lost my voice yesterday. bedamned flu is choking me laa. but anyways. got up ate porridge, (bluegh) i cant even swallow cos it hurts. dad says imma suffer more not taking antibiotics but i dont wanna, it's so annoying, i've gotta finish it once i start. and i've a knack of not finishing my medication. i read his flight reports and the man's handwriting is like, fuiyyooh. x) and came online. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i learnt how to download. :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt; yeah so i couldnt download before, shut up man. and my left ear hurts using the earphone.&lt;br /&gt;man i feel like shit. i'm like so weak now, whole body shaking. :( aagggggghhh. eh i'm so whiny. haha. s'cuse me. :p i'm schoolsick. yupp i know, it's wrong but shrugs. i just miss the people la. speaking of the people, everyone's quite messed up right now, as ru said. and i couldnt agree more. :|&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit.&lt;br /&gt;one more thing i forgot. aaron got me this fugging preettyy bracelet from ozzie. well.. yeah. if you couldnt care less screw you laa. i laf it. :) it's like held together by magnets, so it's damn coool. kayciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113696470397821973?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113696470397821973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113696470397821973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113696470397821973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113696470397821973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-cursed-cupid-even-found-me-alone.html' title='and cursed cupid even found me alone, into the wound another dart.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113665735660652694</id><published>2006-01-07T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:09:16.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dewy. (: lol. rufied. x)</title><content type='html'>yawn.. went to ru's place oonn wednesday..? night, for two nights and school was normal in between..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.&lt;br /&gt;umm.. woke up because ru threw a pillow at me. rolls eyes. know you're reading this la. went to school, i had---  OMG. i'm talking on the phone with naj and i JUST found out that i never knew malays dont have surnames. i knoooow. lord i'm so stupid. ( you're not stupid sandra. ) lool. x) yeah! they just take their father or grandfather's names after their own. mmhmm. but i bet you didnt know too, so. x| anyways. where was i? oh yeah. i had a chinese essay and workbook up my sleeve, then malay teacher threw another essay for me plus a workbook so it's fugging gay. ugh. plus math science blablabla issshh. you know, i find that form fours are talking to me, and then they go, ahahahaha, i find it so sad that you guys wont be having any p.e. or art this year plus all the pressure but really, it's like, they've been there done that, it's just my turn now, so it doesnt make it any less bearable. so yes, you guys do not get the comeback from all my torturing you with the fact that pmr was coming blablabla from last year. :) and then, after school, walked to walking area eh waiting area i mean then met joy. she looks the same from the last time she was back, whichshe lost alot of weight, so mmhmm. after awhile decided to go to ou cos aaron cant pick me up so went to mel's place to get ready. got to ou, ate at ms.read's where we met suet&amp;fie&amp;amp;chunkeat&amp;xen. walked around that floor shopping a bit bumped to calvin. walked somemore bumped into kim quin and others. went to osc for awhile bumped to danyal and some form fours outside, went to dragonfly, and finally got the nerve to pierce my cartridge(/spl.?).  i didnt scream! then walked back to other side and shopped a bit more, then went to bakerzine where i bumped into naj Again like i did in strudels that time in hartamas. hahaa. she was with her mom. ummm. ate warm choc cake, it's damn yummy, do try it if you get the chance, cos it's not too pricey too. yupp. then walked around with ru at parkson whilst waiting for my brother whilst the rest went to nose and vincci. checked out perfumes.. innocence for women.. x) walked out.. was halfway to vincci when we changed our mind.. then some loud guy started whistling leaving on a jet plane andru started singing it when i turned around and realised that it was shaun from hard rock the other night. hahaha, that was funny. then bumped to brian foo and calvin again. brother finally came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear that day was like the biggest PINBALL game ever. -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm after that, got home to a houseparty hosted by him, and they were smoking and everything in his room. anyways, showered, got ready again, and it was pouring so heavily. went to bangsar with justin justin (snigger) leon caryn jamie and back to caryn's place. hung till quite early in the morning and came home. party still on. wth. -_- showered, again. went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;basically, woke up, found a few friends of aaron kor overnighted, had a coffee, was introed. oh sai kit kor was there. bro had a sydney friend that was kinda very hot. x) but what was hotter was the miniature schnouzer. it stayed over tooo! cant believe it didnt choke. think it let loose by peeing on the sheets though. hahaha. which was gross. but chubby's so adorable. went out at night to westin hotel in kl. their birthday songs are coool. it's like the carlsberg one. i wore a rudolph nose! hehheh. went to starhill for awhile, then finally got home. whenever i went these two days, was so damn jammed. annoying much. fooohh. here i am. okay imma sleep now, so tired and it's 2.10.a.m. sweetest dreams you. &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113665735660652694?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113665735660652694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113665735660652694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113665735660652694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113665735660652694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/dewy-lol-rufied-x.html' title='dewy. (: lol. rufied. x)'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113643513286111952</id><published>2006-01-04T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:56:31.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngeh.</title><content type='html'>in ict now.. mr.saravanen(saravanan?) is teaching us how to make our own htmls for our websites. lesson's okaay laa. today.. we had bm in the morning, which of course was a pain shoved right up there, then music, which was alright. then english, kalai is pretty damn funny, really. :) hahaha. and now ict. having godknowswhat later, then going back to ru's place again. will be going home tomorrow. which reminds me.. hmmm.. i've gotta text my brother soon, i think he's already back to kl. but my phone is konged out. -_- okay i'll use someone else's phone. should do it soon or he's gonna be pissed. lol, the website thing's easier than i thought. ohoh i'm sick. mmhmm. silly wanru passed her flu to me, and i've a sorethroat. haha forgot how to spell sorethroat for awhile there. x) and now whenever i touch my nose it hurts from all the sneezing. pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read back on everything i said and i sound like i'm talking to myself. xD so bored. mom's in the other country by now. i hope SHE has fun. hmph. ugh i sounded like someone there. lalala, i should finish my work. teacher sneaking up on me every now and then. i think it's okay to blog in classes though, he doesnt seem to mind very much. haha. okay i'll go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did I disappoint you or let you down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                         Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                               'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                       Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                            So I took what's mine by eternal right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                 Took your soul out into the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                              It may be over but it won't stop there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                I am here for you if you'd only care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                        You touched my heart you touched my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                            You changed my life and all my goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I am a dreamer but when I wake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                               You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                              And as you move on, remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                          Remember us and all we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;freezing shite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/19748519-113643513286111952?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113643513286111952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113643513286111952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113643513286111952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113643513286111952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2006/01/ngeh.html' title='ngeh.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113630310126697893</id><published>2006-01-03T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T07:45:01.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day...</title><content type='html'>sooo.. it was the first day today.. i couldnt sleep last night yet again.. it's this thing where i lie in bed and my brain just..wont..stop..thinking. i'm driving myself a lil mental, really. x) so yeah, no idea what time i fell asleep. anyways, one of the past days, i had a movie marathon complete with chips and everything. soo.. i watched.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;memoirs of a geisha, dirty dancing, sin city, all about love, undiscovered, perhaps love, shall we dance?, elizabeth town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yes yes, banyak sangat, i know. :) that's the only thing to keep me all.. busy. anyways, i'm too tired and lazy to write the reviews on those so i'll prolly put them on another post sometime later. yeaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of schoooll. umm umm. so i almost couldnt wake up, maid had to drag me off the bed. got to school compound, and it was bloody jaaammmeedd. yupp. finally got to the ramp, ujin walked me up to the form three corridor. everything feels so weird now, i'm form three. :| so yeah. you know, i saw people that i'd never expect to see in school again. lol, i still cannot believe nicole actually woke up to get there. shakes head. people these days.. x) okays. went for some briefing thing, then came back to the homeroom. guess who's our homeroom. (= yes, ms.kalai. hahaha. she's kinda fun actually. we thought mr.lam was gonna take us but plans changed so whatever, he's still our math teacher, and that's the sole reason we got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first day.&lt;/span&gt; pffft. party pooper la that one. then then, i think i was the only one without &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any &lt;/span&gt;books at all, so. :) heheheheh. mommy, procrastination, sandra. yupp. we've been..distracted? owell. got to the bookstore and practically everything was outta stock, so screw that. lessons went on and on, i'd almost forgotten how boring the dronings could get. oh oh! mssd tryouts aree.. next week i think? or this thursday.. hmm. shrugs. yeah, so, after school i had to wait for mom cos she was late. then got home took a nap and and showered had dinner then went aaalll the way to ss2 to get other books. pfft. should have gone to the one near home. i still need a padlock and paper files. and my g1/g2 refills. ngeh. quarrelled with mom, then was on the phone and came online then patched things with mom again. oh speaking of which, she's leaving tomorrow night and since aaron's in ozzie and lucas' in russia, i wont have transport to hell, so staying over at ru's place. mmhmm. that being said, lleeaaavviiinnngg mmmeee... here. :D lame, yes. touche, friend. i'm dizzy again. snooze time. cciiiaaaaoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113630310126697893?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113630310126697893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113630310126697893&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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of things happen, for better or for worse, and that has gotten me right here. i'm not entirely sure of my feelings, come this point. yes, i am sorry i made the mistakes i made, but i am not sorry they happened. i'm sorry i couldnt let go of the things i never let go, but that's only human nature, that's only how i am. my only new year's resolution is that i make better choices in future undertakings than the ones i have chosen this year, because most of them werent the most sensible ones, and led me to be inneccessantly down in a rut. and for this upcoming year, i hope that things will get better for my family, that i set straight at least one of my priorities in life. if that doesnt happen, then.. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;so that's that, and i'm not gonna think more about what i'm gonna do, how i'm gonna face 2006, for now.&lt;br /&gt;so.. when your worst nightmares all come real surreptously, you just burst. nggeeehhh. mother almost filed for a separation again, but they patched things up, again. so everything is alright, once again. there we goo. i think i have lost someone significant in my life that i was always afraid i was gonna lose, and that pains me to the very last bit. but if what we had wasnt worth keeping to that someone, then there's nothing more that i can do. shedding tears is utterly worthless, though ironically i still shed them. i still cannot believe that i was surprised at being surprised at the fact that you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont even care. not anymore.&lt;/span&gt; it wasnt even the longest period of time. goodness knows i was forewarned a bazillion times, and i still ended up being surprised. i wanted to prove them wrong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so badly,&lt;/span&gt; but i still came down to being surprised. still am. i've got to stop saying the word surprises, but really, that's how surprised i am. honest mistake. i'm going to take a very long while to try to nurse the wounds, so at the same time, just go and live your perfect lives. though frankly, i'm not kidding myself, deep inside, i know i still feel how i felt 2 weeks ago. but life goes on. and i'm not going to cry on the outside anymore. that sounds rather cheesed but sue me. if you ever realise what you've done to me, ring. however long we would not have talked. if you dont, hmm. sigh. i thought so. but yes, i still hope you're ecstatically happy, blinded or not. at least one of us will be then. there's just too much inside, that i really can&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;put in words. this isnt even the half of it, alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sod it, i'm getting myself to wallow even worse again. here we go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113597233302880317?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113597233302880317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113597233302880317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113597233302880317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113597233302880317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-2005.html' title='end of 2005..'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113579313221560962</id><published>2005-12-28T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T10:05:32.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's more than words it's more than, what you say. it's the things you do, ho yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. went to waterpark in shah alam this morning with suet kent fie chunnie xen. bloody fun. had lunch at ou, walked a bit, took a cab back to suet's place. showered, played the sims nightlife(!!!!) and hung out a bit. oh, the boys smelled like cheese today, so ewww. bluegh. went for the youth party, then went mamaking at tmn megah. been mamaking alot lately. came home. had emo talk with nic. here online. chatting with leon and justin while listening to oldies. aite. toodloo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113579313221560962?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113579313221560962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113579313221560962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113579313221560962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113579313221560962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-more-than-words-its-more-than-what.html' title=''/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113570050059880118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113570050059880118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/still-perfectly-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113558320113300213</id><published>2005-12-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:51:05.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheee.</title><content type='html'>so christmas is over. bummer. xD my presents this year were pretty good. mhmm. so i woke up at 11+. had huuuge christmas lunch with entire family. my cousin julian's getting married in january! :D yeah. anyways, lunch was goood, with the turkey and the whole package. yumm. took a nap, then got ready for the party. it was good, with the shepherd's pie and all. then we decided to get to murni's, to celebrate the last moments of christmas. x) i loove murni's. thank you justin. ;) murni's has a really whacky names for these crazy food. that's why so many people go there. haha. i had mango special and we were sharing the food. then we went to justin's place to hang. so with all the alcohol and stuff to do in the house, we sat at the table and played..UNO. x) yes. some of us drank though. justin c. has really cool couches. mmm. :) then i went home, cos brother came early. reached home bout 2 something and went to sleep. woke up today, going for swimming later. hmmm. been having the flu for ages now though. oh well. i'm off for now. toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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snoooooze. i am very sorry if i do not wish you merry christmas, but yeah, m'sure your inbox is full with other people's messages anyways, so. (:  well, i left of my last post with the hong kong trip. that was a good one, considering the circumstances.  disneyland thre was pretty miniscule compared to the orlando and l.a. one. nothing much to shout about, though the parade was something. and tarzan's treehiouse was pretty cool. mom liked the baby tarzan's crying sound. x) i know.&lt;br /&gt;so then we rushed home late on a thursday, i remember because the car was stolen. then on friday was out the whole entire day. and i cant remember anything after that. so yeah, anyways, on christmas eve, was dragged off the pretty bed by dad for some last minute christmas shopping. went for brunch at some coffee shop, and proceeded to ou. by now, nearly everyone has noticed the mr.santa/snowman perched right on top of the shopping mall. haha, cute. :D anyways, ou was dead PACKED. walked around with family, then isa was in delifrance so met up with him there. also there was jon, colin, and their du friends. i swear i felt like a hobbit being surrounded by thse ohsotall guys. saw plentyful of people. amongst them brian hc fiona ck kx. yadda yadda. then isa+colin+dufriends had to get home, so accompanied jon christmas shopping for his family. bought books for his mom and brother, then walked back to aunt's res. to meet up with family again. we went to check out  the rock climbing sessions, then  the gym. shopped a bit and went home. &lt;br /&gt;reached home to find cousin and aunt staying over. i wrapped All the christmas presents, one by one, all by myself. :D though i must say, it did all look quite like chicken shit to me. but screw it, they're just gonna rip it all of anyways. shrugs. got ready for church, attended the midnight mass. if you call it attending. me and cher went up to the rooftop, and the view was amazing. few people came up too. somehow my mood wasnt fitting the view. hmm. sigh. then it was christmas. somehow i didnt get the omagawdit'schristmas feeling, but then again. after that, met up with friends, headed off to tropicana for the party. basically ate, drank, played pool. xD lotsa lotsa pooool. others were playing cards in the other room. haha. went a tad high with cherie in the vicinity. pffft. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. i'm finally home. will be waking up hours later, celebrating lunch with family, then in the evening, prolly go for that other christmas party or hartamas with isaminernpeople. prolly the party though. so yeah. ugh bloody mossies.&lt;br /&gt;phew. again, merry christmas everybody. have a good one. please pray for me that i may too, will be needing it. life hasnt been very just lately. it's messing everything up, taking things that means the world to me, away from me. then again, when is life ever fair? :| agghh. all i want for christmas this year is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113545780822899435?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113545780822899435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113545780822899435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113545780822899435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113545780822899435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/hohoho.html' title='ho,ho,ho.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113437339596670054</id><published>2005-12-11T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:43:17.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rrrr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;snowed!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;don't mean to come off as an overexcited 5 year old but yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it snoooowweedd! :D:D:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh, i reached korea this morning. yeah, it is chillier than usual, which plus the cold head wind is app. negative 13. brrr. so i'll start from yesterday. reached the airport and there were some problems with the tickets cos the korean air system was down, therefore we had to wait at a coffee place. i occupied myself by people-watching, and it's fuun. x) it's like one side you see people bowing to each other and bidding goodbyes and another you see people embracing and all that jazz. mmhmm. i like the noise and atmosphere too. hahaha, dont ask me why. xD anyways, when the plane was descending about two-thirds of, wait, seoul, wait, a few states? oh i dont know, all i know a part of korea was covered in a white blanket, and! it was sunrise so it was prettyful. the &lt;strong&gt;worst &lt;/strong&gt;problem though, and i'm still kicking myself for it, is that we forgot the camera. yuppp. ishhh. ngeh. how'm i gonna take pictures of absolutely everything? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; one plane flight later i walked out of the airport to face-numbing cold and headed back to hyatt. had a nap and we went for lunch. mom hates the cold so it's amusing watching her totter along and chattering her teeth. i spotted a goosepimple too. xD aannyywaayyss, lunch was good. so then i watched a bit of tv, then came down to the crew lounge and here i am updating. will be going to the gym to do some running on the treadmill later whilst parents go down to the casino, then we'll have dinner. we will be heading to hong kong tomorrow morning, so i've gotta wake up at 7, which is just gay. ugh. but yeah, guys! i've already gotten you the seaweed, so yeah. :) nic, i'll look out for that disneyland keychain. hmm. should i die my hair blue like jackson? :p just kiiidddiiinnngg. i'll update on hong kong the next time i get ahold of a computer. for now, ta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113437339596670054?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113437339596670054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113437339596670054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113437339596670054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113437339596670054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/rrrr.html' title='rrrr.'/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19748519.post-113422744449368706</id><published>2005-12-10T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T07:10:44.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sooo. this's my new blog! haha. &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sorta got bored of the old one. pretty messy. but i'll still visit that one, the difference is that i'll be splitting my blogs. yeahp. thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;melia &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for helping me start this one. alright, ciao for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19748519-113422744449368706?l=redefiningme-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/feeds/113422744449368706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19748519&amp;postID=113422744449368706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113422744449368706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19748519/posts/default/113422744449368706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redefiningme-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sooo.html' title=''/><author><name>san.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16126109403813697271</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f123/sanlicious/101_2519copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
