<?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-684143243705459490</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:22:34.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5561329214323035547</id><published>2009-01-26T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:09:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. bye blogger. HI  &lt;a href="http://likeachild2.livejournal.com"&gt; LIKEACHILD2.LIVEJOURNAL.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who have livejournal, pls add me there! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5561329214323035547?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5561329214323035547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5561329214323035547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5561329214323035547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5561329214323035547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8696065126871166749</id><published>2009-01-26T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:41:59.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to move to livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned for the new link  !:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstly, i need to figure out how it works. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR EVERYBODY. give m ang baos pls. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8696065126871166749?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8696065126871166749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8696065126871166749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8696065126871166749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8696065126871166749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-move-to-livejournal.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8064366780993279780</id><published>2009-01-09T09:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:10:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PERIOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;period&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;noun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;1. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;an amount of time; "a time period of 30 years"; "hastened the period of time of his recovery"; "Picasso's blue period" [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/time%20period"&gt;time period&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;2. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;the interval taken to complete one cycle of a regularly repeating phenomenon &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;3. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;(ice hockey) one of three divisions into which play is divided in hockey games &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;4. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;a unit of geological time during which a system of rocks formed; "ganoid fishes swarmed during the earlier geological periods" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;5. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;the end or completion of something; "death put a period to his endeavors"; "a change soon put a period to my tranquility" &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;6. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;the monthly discharge of blood from the uterus of nonpregnant women from puberty to menopause; "the women were sickly and subject to excessive menstruation"; "a woman does not take the gout unless her menses be stopped"--Hippocrates; "the semen begins to appear in males and to be emitted at the same time of life that the catamenia begin to flow in females"--Aristotle [syn: &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/menstruation"&gt;menstruation&lt;/a&gt;] &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;7. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" valign="top"&gt;a punctuation mark (.) placed at the end of a declarative sentence to indicate a full stop or after abbreviations; "in England they call a period a stop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8064366780993279780?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8064366780993279780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8064366780993279780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8064366780993279780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8064366780993279780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2009/01/period.html' title='PERIOD'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-132514180105703004</id><published>2009-01-01T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:28:28.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYBODY. how's your new year ? i had a different new year eve this year but i loved every single bit of it. i hope every new year eve would be different but as fun as ever. it's common that ppl talk abt new year resolution at the begining of the year(usually lasts no longer than a month). i, like any other, would set new year resolutions and hope that i will fulfil at least half of it. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-132514180105703004?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/132514180105703004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=132514180105703004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/132514180105703004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/132514180105703004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-7898767779860974727</id><published>2008-12-30T11:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:23:59.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TODAY IS AS BAD AS  FRIDAY, 13th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(although im still damn pek chek) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-7898767779860974727?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7898767779860974727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=7898767779860974727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7898767779860974727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7898767779860974727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-is-as-bad-as-good-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8176855647742133369</id><published>2008-12-21T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:46:50.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy sunday</title><content type='html'>when you have completely nth to do and feeling bored, try www.stomp.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;laugh at some of the comments ppl posted. and yes, laugh hard at their stupidity and nonsensical comments. and the next thing you know.. u spend hrs on www.stomp.com.sg but it's entertaining la. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i wasted one week of hols. ( the intention was to study but... )&lt;br /&gt;tml - pom proj, nyaa commissioning at coasta sands resort(sentosa)&lt;br /&gt;tue- quick shopping&lt;br /&gt;wed- full face threading, christmas eve get-together at orchard&lt;br /&gt;thurs- tba&lt;br /&gt;fri- I MUST REVISE HTML.&lt;br /&gt;sat and sun- tba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go for A LONG HOLIDAY NOW NOW NOW NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thing for you to ponder upon - Would you give up Singapore's citizenship ? is it really that good out there? (u can forget abt dual citizenship bcoz the Govt. dont allow! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all : ENJOY THE HOLS! MERRY CHRISTMAS. HO HO HO! give me presents pls. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8176855647742133369?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8176855647742133369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8176855647742133369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8176855647742133369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8176855647742133369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy-sunday.html' title='lazy sunday'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4030410313625693202</id><published>2008-12-18T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T12:30:12.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointed.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was so screwed. probably the worst ever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-4030410313625693202?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4030410313625693202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4030410313625693202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4030410313625693202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4030410313625693202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/disappointed.html' title='disappointed.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6767643584058511118</id><published>2008-12-15T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:17:56.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTOSA</title><content type='html'>so sentosa with bb today. suntan-ed, played volleyball, girl-watch, skyride and LUGE! :D sakae for dinner instead of dim sum. HAHAHA. maybe im just lazy to go all the way to pp. ;p here are some pictures out of the 104 that we took!. haha. camwhoring or whatever you say but i dont care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZz_0sMmCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_ZDa2uYItm4/s1600-h/IMG_5069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZz_0sMmCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_ZDa2uYItm4/s200/IMG_5069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035153451456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AMyTFRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FJse4eUgH6U/s1600-h/IMG_5104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AMyTFRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/FJse4eUgH6U/s200/IMG_5104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035159919498514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AWyqtII/AAAAAAAAAVk/D3AIpHbMqes/s1600-h/IMG_5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AWyqtII/AAAAAAAAAVk/D3AIpHbMqes/s200/IMG_5102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035162605401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AkDU6FI/AAAAAAAAAVs/e7O-mZqPf7k/s1600-h/IMG_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0AkDU6FI/AAAAAAAAAVs/e7O-mZqPf7k/s200/IMG_5125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035166164936786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0A83seyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xcZRNzUhOQI/s1600-h/IMG_5121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0A83seyI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xcZRNzUhOQI/s200/IMG_5121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035172827036450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0Vix2rVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LJo51fTMRSY/s1600-h/IMG_5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0Vix2rVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/LJo51fTMRSY/s200/IMG_5122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035526600469842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0WVtlyxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Hes1aZcTJig/s1600-h/IMG_5128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZ0WVtlyxI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Hes1aZcTJig/s200/IMG_5128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280035540272794386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, longest best friend just called me. :D if it were not for your gf, i dont think u would see it lor, idiot. haha. thank you eden's gf. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6767643584058511118?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6767643584058511118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6767643584058511118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6767643584058511118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6767643584058511118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/sentosa.html' title='SENTOSA'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SUZz_0sMmCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_ZDa2uYItm4/s72-c/IMG_5069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-2844012874473923777</id><published>2008-12-13T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:22:08.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best friend.</title><content type='html'>i miss my best friend - longest best friend. where have you been ? i wonder how things are at your side. the person who i can rely on, exchange secrets, knows me best and regards me as his longest best friend. i havent heard from you since that day u drove me ard. whenever i see this guy who resembles you in sch, i would tell myself - i hope u're fine. i hope you would contact me before 2008 ends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-2844012874473923777?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2844012874473923777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=2844012874473923777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2844012874473923777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2844012874473923777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-friend.html' title='best friend.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-3026828034675176561</id><published>2008-12-13T12:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:20:32.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAY MADNESS!</title><content type='html'>alright! today marks the start of the two-weeks holiday. time to catch up with old friends, new friends, bf! :D let's see what's the plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today - movie outing with BFFs&lt;br /&gt;monday- sentosa - suntanning with BB, parkway for DIM SUM!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; sakae for dinner instead. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday- sentosa with BB and friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then outing with my friends at night. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday- henderson wave with some classmates. yay! looking forward to it. hehe. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;postponed to next week.&lt;br /&gt;15dec, Mon - i didnt touch my books at all! argh. i need to before these two weeks end !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... that's the plan for now... i hope i would rmb to revise stats from topic A to E and HTML ica. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish - meet up with mengyi, meiyee and eunice would be FUN! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-3026828034675176561?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3026828034675176561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=3026828034675176561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3026828034675176561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3026828034675176561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-madness.html' title='HOLIDAY MADNESS!'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-1166133087180808580</id><published>2008-11-30T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:59:46.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Dec 2008 // edited on 3rd Dec 08</title><content type='html'>Next Saturday, 6 Dec 2008 is the day Orion and ICA 1 have officially ended. i'll then be a FREE BIRD. Not that i dont like or hate being in the committee for Orion(in fact, i like it and learnt a lot from it. really. ) but i deserve a short rest. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO NO. ICA 1 WILL NOT END THIS WEEK.. at least for me.. i missed mirco's ICA 1 today as fever decided to attack me. shoo those virus :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have plans for Friday night and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;forget abt friday night, SATURDAY IM GOING OUT WITH BB.. finally.. after so long.. can finally go out without any workload on hand. We're going Suntec for Marvelous Cream(tried it with Guan Lin and we find it very ge-lak. lol. nevertheless, i'll be treating bb to it. everyone shld try at least once ma... lol) and Hot Pot culture AND MOVIE - WILDCHILD. bb, can we go Cineleisure Cathay to watch ? :D might be going for a short shopping trip. yay! just the thought of spending my day with you releases endorphines in me. :D &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'LL ONLY STAY HOME AND COMPLETE COMM SKILLS ICA 2 and meet bb for dinner(if he wants and time permits).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFs, shopping spree, soon, okay ? when u ppl are done with your exams. :D miss you all so much. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-1166133087180808580?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1166133087180808580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=1166133087180808580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1166133087180808580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1166133087180808580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/6-dec-2008.html' title='6 Dec 2008 // edited on 3rd Dec 08'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8898900671647854803</id><published>2008-11-29T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T11:29:10.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME (part two)</title><content type='html'>so this is it... PART TWO!  being very lazy, i'll only upload some pictures. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0k7R-W_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/JcVoaBjAb1s/s1600-h/IMG_5063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0k7R-W_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/JcVoaBjAb1s/s320/IMG_5063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273913710132222962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0kV4qaiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Cf5Vpdd1zDg/s1600-h/Photo0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0kV4qaiI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Cf5Vpdd1zDg/s320/Photo0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273913700093946402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0jwwv2JI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OVM_-wdT_WE/s1600-h/Photo0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0jwwv2JI/AAAAAAAAAUc/OVM_-wdT_WE/s320/Photo0087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273913690128636050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0kOnscVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/norggUcQP60/s1600-h/Photo0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0kOnscVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/norggUcQP60/s320/Photo0100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273913698143727954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0jrCT_AI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DBs64r2D3-4/s1600-h/Photo0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0jrCT_AI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DBs64r2D3-4/s320/Photo0099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273913688591694850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures are not with me... i'll upload it when i receive it ( really like them a lot. hehe )&lt;br /&gt;Kellen, Stella, Angeline. We spent 4 years together and going strong. we have to fulfil those plans, okay! haha! im really looking forward to all of it.. our next meeting ? hopefully before christmas. :D love you people to bits and pieces. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;****&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2JTLJFqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/NnDfqY-87W8/s1600-h/IMG_5030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2JTLJFqI/AAAAAAAAAVM/NnDfqY-87W8/s320/IMG_5030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273915434532935330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cherry chocolates and card by zhe yu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2JCfGHUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1Ij_kyV9PYs/s1600-h/IMG_4832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2JCfGHUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/1Ij_kyV9PYs/s320/IMG_4832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273915430053223746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celebrated with Brenda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2IxQdeSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aSiVXj-LM-4/s1600-h/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC2IxQdeSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aSiVXj-LM-4/s320/IMG_4991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273915425428437282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chocolates by my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME. i would like to thank everyone who wished me, gave me presents, treats etc. etc. A VERY BIG THANK YOU TO ALL. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8898900671647854803?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8898900671647854803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8898900671647854803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8898900671647854803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8898900671647854803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-18th-birthday-to-me-part-two.html' title='HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME (part two)'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/STC0k7R-W_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/JcVoaBjAb1s/s72-c/IMG_5063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8862617084817493983</id><published>2008-11-27T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:47:15.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is times like this that you feel like giving all up and taking a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;where is my pillar of support?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8862617084817493983?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8862617084817493983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8862617084817493983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8862617084817493983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8862617084817493983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-times-like-this-that-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6375463341903325133</id><published>2008-11-23T16:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T17:38:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME</title><content type='html'>if you are confused with the date this entry is posted and my post title, dont be. and yes - 9 nov 08 was my 18th birthday. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just post some pictures.. too many to post all la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB! thank you for all your presents, your companion, your precious time spent with me, your patience, love, high tolerance towards me. :D you always say i do not post about you. here i am, making this post solely for you, honey. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, the lovely presents you bought for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWr4tQDXI/AAAAAAAAATM/trJNv5baldY/s1600-h/IMG_5021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWr4tQDXI/AAAAAAAAATM/trJNv5baldY/s320/IMG_5021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271769782026243442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWsrLIRDI/AAAAAAAAATc/UoBusZdJftM/s1600-h/IMG_4980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWsrLIRDI/AAAAAAAAATc/UoBusZdJftM/s320/IMG_4980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271769795573335090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWsgTW63I/AAAAAAAAATU/ll1uSs-XpKw/s1600-h/IMG_4988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWsgTW63I/AAAAAAAAATU/ll1uSs-XpKw/s320/IMG_4988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271769792655059826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following are the (some) pictures taken on my BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION WITH BB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYYxfpnzI/AAAAAAAAATk/EDYo0dOGB74/s1600-h/IMG_4938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYYxfpnzI/AAAAAAAAATk/EDYo0dOGB74/s320/IMG_4938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771652695891762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYaE6CMnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zgp-83SIxaY/s1600-h/IMG_4899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYaE6CMnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zgp-83SIxaY/s320/IMG_4899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771675086697074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZ66BO1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QF_fIzaHmNE/s1600-h/IMG_4900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZ66BO1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QF_fIzaHmNE/s320/IMG_4900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771672402279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZbC1naI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a9liTKN7mzk/s1600-h/IMG_4902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZbC1naI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a9liTKN7mzk/s320/IMG_4902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771663849332130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZGhnc9I/AAAAAAAAATs/dCSg4Gq3Ba4/s1600-h/IMG_4903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZGhnc9I/AAAAAAAAATs/dCSg4Gq3Ba4/s320/IMG_4903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771658341282770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYaE6CMnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zgp-83SIxaY/s1600-h/IMG_4899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYaE6CMnI/AAAAAAAAAUE/zgp-83SIxaY/s320/IMG_4899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771675086697074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZ66BO1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QF_fIzaHmNE/s1600-h/IMG_4900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZ66BO1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/QF_fIzaHmNE/s320/IMG_4900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771672402279250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZbC1naI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a9liTKN7mzk/s1600-h/IMG_4902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZbC1naI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a9liTKN7mzk/s320/IMG_4902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771663849332130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZGhnc9I/AAAAAAAAATs/dCSg4Gq3Ba4/s1600-h/IMG_4903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkYZGhnc9I/AAAAAAAAATs/dCSg4Gq3Ba4/s320/IMG_4903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271771658341282770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkkBn8n7II/AAAAAAAAAUM/TMflfelAY7Q/s1600-h/IMG_4956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkkBn8n7II/AAAAAAAAAUM/TMflfelAY7Q/s320/IMG_4956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271784449135602818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a short funny clip : - at least to me . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, i cant upload it. but bb, i'll send to you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT POST : SWEET BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION BY BFFs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6375463341903325133?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6375463341903325133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6375463341903325133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6375463341903325133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6375463341903325133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-18th-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SSkWr4tQDXI/AAAAAAAAATM/trJNv5baldY/s72-c/IMG_5021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4712978078692200411</id><published>2008-11-21T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T12:39:29.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>acceptance</title><content type='html'>the issue of acceptance.&lt;br /&gt;everyone have a difference style of enjoying, de-stress-ing and what's not... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-4712978078692200411?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4712978078692200411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4712978078692200411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4712978078692200411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4712978078692200411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/acceptance.html' title='acceptance'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4173821222467801331</id><published>2008-11-21T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:23:51.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>statistics method for business</title><content type='html'>i hate stats method. i dont understand a single thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-4173821222467801331?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4173821222467801331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4173821222467801331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4173821222467801331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4173821222467801331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/statistics-method-for-business.html' title='statistics method for business'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5653751397623944363</id><published>2008-11-20T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:25:20.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i have this dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="259"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/w0w2_tY5l9/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/w0w2_tY5l9/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="259"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mdnet/video/ngZs6whm/md_can_i_have_this_dance_dance_video/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I Have this dance - MD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close&lt;br /&gt;And take one step&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Locked on mine&lt;br /&gt;And let the music be your guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you promise me (Now won't you promise me)&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never forget (We'll keep dancing)&lt;br /&gt;To keep dancing&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we go next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way&lt;br /&gt;We do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;And every turn&lt;br /&gt;Will be safe with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to fall&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll catch you&lt;br /&gt;Through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't keep (even a thousand miles)&lt;br /&gt;Us apart (can keep us apart)&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart (cause my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Is wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone&lt;br /&gt;Like you&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way&lt;br /&gt;We do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;No mountain's too high enough&lt;br /&gt;Oceans too wide&lt;br /&gt;Cause together or not&lt;br /&gt;Our dance won't stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, let it pour&lt;br /&gt;What we have is worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;You know I believe&lt;br /&gt;That we were meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning&lt;br /&gt;The chances of finding someone&lt;br /&gt;Like you (Like you)&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million&lt;br /&gt;The chances of feeling the way&lt;br /&gt;We (we do) do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together&lt;br /&gt;We just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance? (Can I have this dance?)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5653751397623944363?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5653751397623944363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5653751397623944363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5653751397623944363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5653751397623944363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/can-i-have-this-dance.html' title='can i have this dance'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-600696893653298840</id><published>2008-11-18T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:59:12.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im finally back... for a while.</title><content type='html'>when a situation is beyond your control, a good output is just a reward of your hard work but the learning point is the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so many posts to update&lt;br /&gt;- dedications to baby&lt;br /&gt;- 18th birthday post ( another celebration this Sat with BFFs)&lt;br /&gt;- camp diamonds&lt;br /&gt;etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I'VE GOT NO TIME AT ALL! im so busy with school related activities. everything, anything but studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an unknown source is motivating me to STUDY! hehe. that's good but freaky at the same time. hahahah. sister went to school camp. im very proud of her academic achievements. and her birthday is in a few days time.. i dont know what to get for her. maybe cash cash. i really dont know.. im very broke now. i dont know why. lol. im so deprived of shopping. i want to hit the malls like how i used to - every Saturday without fail. i have yet to enrol for my driving. i want Feb to arrive soon! ASAP. i want to work my ass out and earn many many moolahs. die. now recession period. no one wants to hire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many deadlines to meet yet so lil time. i think im now better at managing time. im so deprived of slp. hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM VERY HAPPY. this is a very random post but dont miss me.. i might go MIA again.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-600696893653298840?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/600696893653298840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=600696893653298840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/600696893653298840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/600696893653298840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-finally-back-for-while.html' title='Im finally back... for a while.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8538554165523758049</id><published>2008-11-08T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T15:37:04.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAD = NOT HAPPY = CHRISTINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8538554165523758049?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8538554165523758049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8538554165523758049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8538554165523758049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8538554165523758049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/sad-not-happy-christine.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-1970337422183806031</id><published>2008-11-08T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:39:23.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" a wise man learns from his mistakes. a wiser man learns from other people's mistakes. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn from examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATIENCE, FORGIVING, STEADFAST, HARDWORKING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-1970337422183806031?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1970337422183806031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=1970337422183806031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1970337422183806031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1970337422183806031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/11/wise-man-learns-from-his-mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8332853552310543422</id><published>2008-10-23T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:53:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>I NEED A FUNCTION ROOM! anyone???????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8332853552310543422?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8332853552310543422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8332853552310543422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8332853552310543422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8332853552310543422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-function-room-anyone.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-7157076875955894432</id><published>2008-10-09T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:25:40.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>L.E.P.A.K</title><content type='html'>those lepak sessions at SIMPANG. i miss those days. good old memories.&lt;br /&gt;NOW...&lt;br /&gt;different age, different clique yet SAME PEOPLE, SAME PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-7157076875955894432?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7157076875955894432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=7157076875955894432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7157076875955894432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7157076875955894432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/10/lepak.html' title='L.E.P.A.K'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8607571441225341342</id><published>2008-10-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:20:15.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phobia... overrated....</title><content type='html'>i wonder who reads my blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blogger,&lt;br /&gt;                       what happens to someone if her mind is filled with different kind of emotions at one time? will she be confused? perhaps.. what happens to someone if a very small part of her past kept haunting her, replaying like a broken recorder? will it cause her having a phobia for life ? if she cant forget, then yes.. for life. are her fears overrated ? who can answer that ? people ard her, passer bys can only guide her through and let her see the way out.. But, she is the only person who can make the decision and step out of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, people ard her might not understand or can never understand. sometimes, you might not accept passer by's advice or comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes  just one person in this whole universe to ruin your life.. yes, just one person. no matter how strong you are, that one person would change you or your life in one way or another. take me for an example, i realized im so much more quiet than last time. i have reservations in the things i do. many many fears which some devil must have cast on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, i think im at the trough of my life and can only rely on my own. people ard me are there to accompany me through. i appreciate that but they might not know what's on my mind. it's too complicated to bring it across and i dont want to impose on them. they are all busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curry puff might look tough but the potatoes inside are very fragile. once smashed on the ground, you can kiss goodbye to the entire curry puff. im that curry puff. or maybe.. a jelly ? too fragile... too soft...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8607571441225341342?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8607571441225341342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8607571441225341342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8607571441225341342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8607571441225341342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/10/phobia-overrated.html' title='phobia... overrated....'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8237583859097634324</id><published>2008-10-06T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:08:05.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COLOUR, COLOR</title><content type='html'>it's either my hair could not sustain dye OR the dye is lousy! the highlights on my hair has DARKENED. weird. i thought it would lightened as time passes by ? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school reopens on the 13th Oct, next monday. drowned in different emotions. blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off,&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8237583859097634324?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8237583859097634324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8237583859097634324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8237583859097634324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8237583859097634324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/10/colour-color.html' title='COLOUR, COLOR'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-2628150991320927141</id><published>2008-09-30T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:54:59.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITED.</title><content type='html'>YAY! im looking forward to the 4th and 7th oct! i'll be doing a mini shoot which consists of make-up, hair-do and photo shoot on those days! =D no no. im not a model from some companies. (yea, obviously.) but a temp. 'model' for my friend's assignment for her graduation from a local beauty school, Cosmoprof. excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-2628150991320927141?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2628150991320927141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=2628150991320927141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2628150991320927141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2628150991320927141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/09/excited.html' title='EXCITED.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-3007571915317726389</id><published>2008-09-29T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:19:11.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED VOLLEYBALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN95N6oQEjI/AAAAAAAAATE/AGbprXPd4zg/s1600-h/IMG_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251048970520629810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN95N6oQEjI/AAAAAAAAATE/AGbprXPd4zg/s320/IMG_4661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN94mrgsCqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/BEFUruDx3eQ/s1600-h/IMG_4659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251048296447478434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN94mrgsCqI/AAAAAAAAAS0/BEFUruDx3eQ/s320/IMG_4659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN94m0m8wYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/dacH6fOeR2c/s1600-h/IMG_4661.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fine.. i dont know why the first picture turns out rotated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB, THANK YOU FOR BUYING ME THE RED VOLLEYBALL. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa on 8th!!!!!!!!!! anyone wants to join too ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some overdue pictures. enjoy! :) (preview. lazy to upload the rest. haha. want to view more pictures? STAY TUNE! :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-16.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791338971670&amp;amp;site=widget-16.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791338971670&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p1/2522015791338971670/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791338971670&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p2/2522015791338971670/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791338971670&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-16.slide.com/p4/2522015791338971670/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORE PICTURES AS PROMISED. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791339094737&amp;amp;site=widget-d1.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791339094737&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p1/2522015791339094737/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791339094737&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p2/2522015791339094737/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791339094737&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/p4/2522015791339094737/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-3007571915317726389?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3007571915317726389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=3007571915317726389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3007571915317726389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3007571915317726389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-volleyball.html' title='RED VOLLEYBALL'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SN95N6oQEjI/AAAAAAAAATE/AGbprXPd4zg/s72-c/IMG_4661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-9025220043602842626</id><published>2008-09-26T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T19:54:12.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you reap what you sow.</title><content type='html'>i still have not got my new phone yet.&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE IS EFFING LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you view life as an adventure? at times, i think some form of risk is needed in order to do something big in life. will small scarfices in turn give you big rewards? does a small sum in turn gives you a big profit ? do you really reap what you sow ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-9025220043602842626?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/9025220043602842626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=9025220043602842626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/9025220043602842626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/9025220043602842626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-reap-what-you-sow.html' title='you reap what you sow.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-7113406945632686149</id><published>2008-09-16T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:36:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my messy yet manageable holiday</title><content type='html'>quick update. ( for those who want to know what is happening in my life)&lt;br /&gt;- loving my bf more each passing day&lt;br /&gt;- i need money&lt;br /&gt;- i want money&lt;br /&gt;- i need more self discipline&lt;br /&gt;- i need to manage my time well&lt;br /&gt;- i need stress management programme&lt;br /&gt;- i wish money tree exists&lt;br /&gt;- i love my friends - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bffs&lt;/span&gt;. close friends. friends.&lt;br /&gt;- i want to catch up with all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and Fiona See, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; reading this. i want to go out with u soon! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; missing from my life :(&lt;br /&gt;- i want to enjoy life&lt;br /&gt;- i seriously need to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;silm&lt;/span&gt; down and stop having sinful treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sucha&lt;/span&gt; failure in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, loser in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-7113406945632686149?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7113406945632686149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=7113406945632686149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7113406945632686149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7113406945632686149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-messy-yet-manageable-holiday.html' title='my messy yet manageable holiday'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4181252035135249454</id><published>2008-09-05T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:47:05.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no mood to blog but feel like adding a new entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SMFTbW9dwrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YFfHXAMYwxI/s1600-h/2263726533_60605b6edc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563170720924338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SMFTbW9dwrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YFfHXAMYwxI/s320/2263726533_60605b6edc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SMFTbt0tNHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KwOXaMW8OV4/s1600-h/2265499435_7a3a0387fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563176858203250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SMFTbt0tNHI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/KwOXaMW8OV4/s320/2265499435_7a3a0387fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which to buy ? i need some advice. both of them have similar features. n.. hahah. do some research. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other note, my right eye is swollen. it has some blister-like/jelly-like thing on my lower pupil. erm. ya. i THINK i need to consult a doctor tml. im going to dye my hair next wed. next week is going to be more hectic than this wk. erm. ya. i lost the mood to blog PROPERLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;lastly, i miss bb. :D&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/684143243705459490-4181252035135249454?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4181252035135249454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4181252035135249454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4181252035135249454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4181252035135249454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-mood-to-blog-but-feel-like-adding.html' title='no mood to blog but feel like adding a new entry'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SMFTbW9dwrI/AAAAAAAAAOI/YFfHXAMYwxI/s72-c/2263726533_60605b6edc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6919985147086215907</id><published>2008-08-26T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T02:14:08.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short BUT IMPACTFUL(at least to some)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sharing time!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i was chatting with siti a while ago AND still chatting on msn. her dp is a square-head stick man with a rectangular body(okay. this part is not impt. lol) looking down on a heart. how would you interpret the picture? (ok. i dont have the picture. will upload it when she sends it to me. i dont think my description is beyond understanding.. so yep... HAHAHA. i hope. lol) ok. damn messy. restart. without explanation. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i was chatting with Siti a while ago AND still chatting on msn. her dp is a square-headed stick man with a rectangular body looking down on a heart. how would you interpret the picture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my interpretation : square-headed = simple minded person looking down on love(represented by the heart). we take it as this situation is happening now, even a simple minded person looks down on love.. then.. love's for who ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a simple picture yet sets one thinking. (some might not agree but we agreed that these are for people who deep thoughts. ahem* u know who n who la. LOL )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohwells, but bb, u know i still love you. even if it's for the simple-minded, i would gladly be one, just for you. sometimes, being simple minded is good.. lesser frictions, not so paranoid... cons? hmm.. shouldnt start thinking abt it. hehe. okay. it's 2.11am now. i know i shld be sleeping but I CANT LA. ice³ NEXT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6919985147086215907?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6919985147086215907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6919985147086215907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6919985147086215907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6919985147086215907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/short-but-impactfulat-least-to-some.html' title='short BUT IMPACTFUL(at least to some)'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-3782907515743857328</id><published>2008-08-25T02:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T02:28:54.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THESE WORDS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talk are cheap. there are a lot of things i need to learn. sometimes, i care too much abt what others say.. i just need to cast it aside. i live this world for me, not for others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GUARDIAN ANGEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SLGmxu31FjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6iR7964iSbE/s1600-h/BEAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238151214934595122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SLGmxu31FjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6iR7964iSbE/s320/BEAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;080808 - the date. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SLGmzDHL1GI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TVZn8snyl_U/s1600-h/P130808_19.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238151237547578466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SLGmzDHL1GI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TVZn8snyl_U/s320/P130808_19.15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the guardian angel who will watch over me, be there for me when you cant. BUT, it can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NEVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; replace you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-3782907515743857328?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3782907515743857328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=3782907515743857328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3782907515743857328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3782907515743857328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/these-words.html' title='THESE WORDS.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SLGmxu31FjI/AAAAAAAAAN4/6iR7964iSbE/s72-c/BEAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5723327891742399854</id><published>2008-08-14T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T17:58:34.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>beyond description.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5723327891742399854?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5723327891742399854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5723327891742399854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5723327891742399854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5723327891742399854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/beyond-description.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5988366964980067195</id><published>2008-08-07T13:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:03:38.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GROW UP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. i made a decision. i want to step out of my comfort zone. YES. HEAR ME RIGHT. STEP OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE AND GROW UP. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be a kid anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no secret in making big in life.&lt;br /&gt;step out of comfort zone + work hard AND SMART + determination = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iloveyou&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dorcas&lt;/span&gt;, if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; reading this. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5988366964980067195?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5988366964980067195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5988366964980067195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5988366964980067195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5988366964980067195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/grow-up.html' title='GROW UP.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-7042204440042801515</id><published>2008-08-06T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:21:19.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SINGFEST WAS THE BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE PLAN!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PANIC AT THE DISCO!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALICIA KEYS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PCD!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures later. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-7042204440042801515?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7042204440042801515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=7042204440042801515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7042204440042801515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7042204440042801515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/singfest-was-bomb-simple-plan-panic-at.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8733321585356171210</id><published>2008-08-06T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T11:38:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>friends. you will meet different people in different phases of your life. in every of that phase,you all swore that you will be BFF for life but when we move on to the next level of life, will everything still remain the same? i wonder... maybe we're too caught up with our lives.. but i believe BFF for life will be able to sustain if each of us make the effort to catch up with one another every now and then. and, be there for them if possible. and, be understanding. i miss primary school days when all we care is winning tournaments, training hard to get that trophy, carefree days... i miss secondary school days.. the phase where almost everyone wants fame, beauty, status.. my secondary school days are kinda like.. the most bitchy one survive. the most brainy, resort to underhand methods one survive. and.. the realization of the existence of hypocrites.. wondering who is wearing a fake mask.. etc. etc... even now in poly, you're bound to meet these type of people but we all have learnt and know who are true and who are not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends. BFFs. those i missed and i hope we'll be BFF for life. the people who i spent great time with in the past and now and i hope, in the future.. one may have many friends but you will know who are the ones who will stay and be there for you... :) the people who made an impact in my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;STELLA LEE. KELLEN TANG. ANGELINE LIN. FIONA SEE. BRENDA LIM. EDEN KOH. CHEN ZHE YU. LEE CHEN NING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who i deeply missed but seldom meet up.. u guys know.. although we are all very busy with our lives, we'll try to make time for each other during the hols, right.. =D&lt;br /&gt;NIC &amp;amp; CO. , EUNICE TAN, CHAN MEI YEE, MENG YI :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8733321585356171210?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8733321585356171210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8733321585356171210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8733321585356171210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8733321585356171210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/08/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-2580203250318220066</id><published>2008-07-28T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T21:18:52.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PART ONE</title><content type='html'>there are so many things that i want to blog abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAUTION - LONG POST AHEAD. WORDYYYY..... or maybe.. i shld seperate them into different post.. hmm.. i choose the lather. :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are quite a number of shows that i want to watch NOW NOW NOW! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E50Ym7fI/AAAAAAAAANQ/z8846Q5MR8E/s1600-h/215138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228051240040459762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E50Ym7fI/AAAAAAAAANQ/z8846Q5MR8E/s320/215138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E5_TyYFI/AAAAAAAAANI/2KPKPSv6LoM/s1600-h/214946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228051242973028434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E5_TyYFI/AAAAAAAAANI/2KPKPSv6LoM/s320/214946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E57sZClI/AAAAAAAAANY/n6t2Utfwqeg/s1600-h/216132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228051242002483794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E57sZClI/AAAAAAAAANY/n6t2Utfwqeg/s320/216132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E6AJdniI/AAAAAAAAANg/UMvDMnPpPag/s1600-h/215753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228051243198160418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E6AJdniI/AAAAAAAAANg/UMvDMnPpPag/s320/215753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3G4r3uEZI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ug_Kk6wx48M/s1600-h/215877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228053419598418322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3G4r3uEZI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ug_Kk6wx48M/s320/215877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3G4YkeP1I/AAAAAAAAANo/CaUHFtH4rpw/s1600-h/215480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228053414417416018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3G4YkeP1I/AAAAAAAAANo/CaUHFtH4rpw/s320/215480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya.. im lazy to blog already. before i end, FRISBEE SPELLS FUN ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-2580203250318220066?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2580203250318220066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=2580203250318220066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2580203250318220066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2580203250318220066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/part-one.html' title='PART ONE'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SI3E50Ym7fI/AAAAAAAAANQ/z8846Q5MR8E/s72-c/215138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4421806333713736518</id><published>2008-07-24T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T11:50:00.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN SCHOOL. D305.</title><content type='html'>hungry. bored. many thoughts are replaying on my mind like a broken recorder. but i cant seem to find the right words to speak my mind. are there many sides to one person ? problems. why do people view it from the surface and not the root of the problem? are human really that shallow when problem arises? how many from the masses can actually think straight when dealing with problems? the moment of pique. the moment of unexpection. even in moments of happiness, the first reaction that u make, does it really reflect how you are feeling inside you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the transistion in life. either u grow up and out of your comfort zone or remain where you are. im caught in the middle. i want to grow up but still want be in my comfort zone. being out of the comfort zone means you have to sarifice some stuff, deal with failures and more. the advantage/s? you will learn to be independent, mature and esp. in making wise decision. leave or stay ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-4421806333713736518?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4421806333713736518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4421806333713736518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4421806333713736518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4421806333713736518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-school-d305.html' title='IN SCHOOL. D305.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5086154542661751856</id><published>2008-07-23T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:38:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept well :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5086154542661751856?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5086154542661751856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5086154542661751856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5086154542661751856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5086154542661751856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/slept-well-d.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-3080611407737737489</id><published>2008-07-18T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:19:17.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MORE PICTURES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl0_ya1XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3C_8PTcFNP4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224357897644463474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl0_ya1XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3C_8PTcFNP4/s200/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl1Cpv2mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/h-wndWm49Xg/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224357898413398626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl1Cpv2mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/h-wndWm49Xg/s200/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl1ngP7AI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GnwxdaoSiVU/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224357908305669122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl1ngP7AI/AAAAAAAAAM4/GnwxdaoSiVU/s200/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl2K8jWqI/AAAAAAAAANA/rqZL1ktMDyo/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224357917819624098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl2K8jWqI/AAAAAAAAANA/rqZL1ktMDyo/s200/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-3080611407737737489?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3080611407737737489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=3080611407737737489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3080611407737737489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3080611407737737489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SICl0_ya1XI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3C_8PTcFNP4/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5246247685702644266</id><published>2008-07-16T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:08:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SO FAT NOW. :( 5kg down? maybe i should... 2 new found jogging khakis. working out STARTS TML!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5kgdown5kgdown5kgdown5kgdown5kgdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to turn that frown into a smile. :(:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5246247685702644266?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5246247685702644266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5246247685702644266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5246247685702644266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5246247685702644266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-fat-now.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-2201043543375743510</id><published>2008-07-15T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:58:30.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE DAY TIME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyekQd8alI/AAAAAAAAAMA/v2miAogf7bY/s1600-h/IMG_3897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223224013575973458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyekQd8alI/AAAAAAAAAMA/v2miAogf7bY/s320/IMG_3897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyekltk-pI/AAAAAAAAAMI/b-Ypv7v-ePs/s1600-h/IMG_3898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223224019278690962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyekltk-pI/AAAAAAAAAMI/b-Ypv7v-ePs/s320/IMG_3898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyek33lB8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jaqYtwwBHss/s1600-h/IMG_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223224024152475586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyek33lB8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jaqYtwwBHss/s320/IMG_3899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyek_HayGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jRH7eAAhGnE/s1600-h/IMG_3902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223224026097961058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyek_HayGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/jRH7eAAhGnE/s320/IMG_3902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyelEY_kfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WT37gYvU96s/s1600-h/IMG_3903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223224027513852402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyelEY_kfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WT37gYvU96s/s320/IMG_3903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE SUN SETS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyeEt9T_HI/AAAAAAAAAL4/b75XeFu0XZs/s1600-h/IMG_3912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223471736355954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyeEt9T_HI/AAAAAAAAAL4/b75XeFu0XZs/s320/IMG_3912.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd8vOlt8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/RYCyS92DyLQ/s1600-h/IMG_3907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223334638303170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd8vOlt8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/RYCyS92DyLQ/s320/IMG_3907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd83ZCDbI/AAAAAAAAALY/opeEu_YzezY/s1600-h/IMG_3908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223336829586866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd83ZCDbI/AAAAAAAAALY/opeEu_YzezY/s320/IMG_3908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9EyPxyI/AAAAAAAAALg/GIv46NGg5kw/s1600-h/IMG_3909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223340425004834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9EyPxyI/AAAAAAAAALg/GIv46NGg5kw/s320/IMG_3909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9eJbvqI/AAAAAAAAALo/4ZKclDBIRi4/s1600-h/IMG_3910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223347233144482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9eJbvqI/AAAAAAAAALo/4ZKclDBIRi4/s320/IMG_3910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9oG82vI/AAAAAAAAALw/x8HU5mdXeNs/s1600-h/IMG_3911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223223349907086066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyd9oG82vI/AAAAAAAAALw/x8HU5mdXeNs/s320/IMG_3911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cake, lychee martini, chocolate martini, house of red, house of white, long island iced tea, crispy fish with aromatic sauce...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-2201043543375743510?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2201043543375743510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=2201043543375743510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2201043543375743510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2201043543375743510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-time.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHyekQd8alI/AAAAAAAAAMA/v2miAogf7bY/s72-c/IMG_3897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8753437279924799746</id><published>2008-07-13T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:03:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHoYprm4BoI/AAAAAAAAALI/RpcJToPYVKI/s1600-h/gojane_2008_141032159.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222513822248994434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHoYprm4BoI/AAAAAAAAALI/RpcJToPYVKI/s400/gojane_2008_141032159.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;GORGEOUS, U GONNA BE MINE SOON =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8753437279924799746?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8753437279924799746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8753437279924799746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8753437279924799746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8753437279924799746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/gorgeous-u-gonna-be-mine-soon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SHoYprm4BoI/AAAAAAAAALI/RpcJToPYVKI/s72-c/gojane_2008_141032159.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-446363498231013300</id><published>2008-07-09T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:47:48.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I'd like to break you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; And drive you to your knees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times I'd like to break through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hold you endlessly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-446363498231013300?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/446363498231013300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=446363498231013300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/446363498231013300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/446363498231013300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/at-times-id-like-to-break-you-and-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-2638945786602804642</id><published>2008-07-09T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:37:55.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I KNOW U'LL BE READING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;I SAID I DONT WANT TO &lt;s&gt;LOVE&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;THE &lt;u&gt;FIRST NIGHT&lt;/u&gt; YET U HAD TO HURT ME. I HATE YOU, OKAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-2638945786602804642?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/2638945786602804642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=2638945786602804642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2638945786602804642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/2638945786602804642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-ull-be-reading-this.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8520312826637020393</id><published>2008-07-06T13:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T18:55:49.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a bow.</title><content type='html'>have u ever been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; that phase that u want to grab hold of something/someone but another part of u chooses to let go.. u know that if u let go, u might, one day, regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, is it more like ticking boxes than following my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; selfish, maybe i just want to 'conquer'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that whoever,&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes, i leave you hanging. sometimes i appear to be interested in your everything but just sometimes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; holding back everything. sometimes, a part of me said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; give it a try, however, another part of me said he had not met the passing grade. she says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; forget &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; ticking those boxes, no one can ever score well in that test of yours. another she says but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; that what u always wanted? u know, sometimes, it just felt like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; pushing me to make choices.. i know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; not being yourself and not to even mention being comfortable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ard&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; u want to present a side of u which u think is acceptable in my eyes. but hello? have u thought i would rather u being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt; so i know that this someone is true ? that's when i can open up to u.. have fun.. do shits together.. like any duo. then again,maybe it's just me - expecting too much, way too much from someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's holding me back u may ask...&lt;br /&gt;- i think i like someone else&lt;br /&gt;- i think there's someone better out there(not that u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; good, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt;.. sometimes.. we cant connect well.. age gap, difference in thinking.. play a part..)&lt;br /&gt;- i think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;score sheet&lt;/span&gt; is quite empty.&lt;br /&gt;- i like you being creative, i enjoy novelty, i want that chemistry thingy(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; sometimes, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; get you and your jokes and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;), i want to feel comfortable and that urge of telling u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know.. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like hearing the same stuff everyday.. once or twice or even thrice is okay but any more than that is just too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;boringgggg&lt;/span&gt;... what i can say now is.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; leave if u have to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; if u hang in here, i would just keep u by my side and u know.. i might leave u hanging again n again.. no one's right or wrong in this issue. it's just that we have to move on and want to deserve someone better. u might say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; miss u when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;u're&lt;/span&gt; gone. true.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; there's no one i could rely on, no one giving in to me anymore etc etc.. but, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;isnt&lt;/span&gt; it better for u? u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have to suffer from this agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; sometimes, human take things for granted, they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; enjoy novelty.. never appreciate who's the nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i feel the society's kinda screwed up. one good example is.. if u like someone a lot, u would usually not get the person. but, if someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; like u, that person would not get u either. tell me why is this so ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;isit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;bcoz&lt;/span&gt; u know that someone who like u can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;giv&lt;/span&gt; u everything n u only enjoy receiving everything.. then, u find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt; not wanting to give even a single bit at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ohwells&lt;/span&gt;... THEN AGAIN, WE'RE STILL A KID. who can blame a kid for being nonchalant, having that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; care less attitude? ( what a convenient excuse. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;? maybe, maybe not...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8520312826637020393?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8520312826637020393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8520312826637020393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8520312826637020393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8520312826637020393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-bow.html' title='take a bow.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6620884739457838813</id><published>2008-06-28T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:49:10.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi best friend. bye crush.</title><content type='html'>i know there's this someone who will be there for me in times of need, i know for sure, i'll be there for him when he needs help. :) my major crush, tonight's the end. :) hi best friend. bye crush. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6620884739457838813?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6620884739457838813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6620884739457838813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6620884739457838813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6620884739457838813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi-best-friend-bye-crush.html' title='hi best friend. bye crush.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-7480776244160832542</id><published>2008-06-26T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:41:12.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got no time to update. let the pictures entertain my readers WHICH IS YOU, YES YOU! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AF0801 CLASS CHALET ; 18JUN08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2017612633079677770&amp;amp;site=widget-4a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2017612633079677770&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p1/2017612633079677770/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2017612633079677770&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p2/2017612633079677770/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2017612633079677770&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4a.slide.com/p4/2017612633079677770/bb_t011_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYPSU SENTOSA OUTING ; 21JUN08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2017612633079677576&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2017612633079677576&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p1/2017612633079677576/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2017612633079677576&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p2/2017612633079677576/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2017612633079677576&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p4/2017612633079677576/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-7480776244160832542?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/7480776244160832542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=7480776244160832542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7480776244160832542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/7480776244160832542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-got-no-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-4100560964676433906</id><published>2008-06-18T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:16:09.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIMBO.</title><content type='html'>define bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;have you realized that many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; actually judged someone before even knowing the person inside out ? i wonder are human made this way or the society to blame. have you ever encountered someone labelled you as someone you think you're not ? and felt that u know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt; better than that someone who judged you ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. as one grow up, you'll tend to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; of all sort... i guess as long as many agree with what kinda personality/character you have and you're happy with it, why bother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; what others say ? you can never change a person's mindset but if you are true, he/she will one day, know the true you and cast that impression on you aside. in life, sometimes, you got to play dumb and let the truth prevail on it's own. am i right ? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. ! anyway... this society's fucked up. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-4100560964676433906?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/4100560964676433906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=4100560964676433906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4100560964676433906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/4100560964676433906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/bimbo.html' title='BIMBO.'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5811158937555546278</id><published>2008-06-14T00:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:36:12.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright... time to plan my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt; until end of this SHORT holiday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tml&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;s&gt;trim hair&lt;/s&gt;, brows, out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BFFs&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;s&gt;sex and the city(hopefully), ex-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;colleague's bdae chalet(most probably) (sigh.. last day of stress free life)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sunday - &lt;s&gt;complete at least 3 tuts + one overdue tut(STATS)&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNDONE! (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went out to do marketing project instead)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;STILL UNDONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Monday- &lt;s&gt;outing with classmates ? (most probably)&lt;/s&gt;cancelled.&lt;s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(ENJOYING LIFE AT HOME NOW. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tuesday- project day.. STATS project ( hope we can complete everything n clear this)&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; LEFT WITH ONE PART(BUT STILL YAY! HAHA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OKAY. DOING MY PART TODAY.. NOW.. AFT I BLOGGED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wed- complete another 2 tuts&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;UNDONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thur - class chalet.. &lt;s&gt;oh yea baby.. meeting my sec sch friends as well. :D:D:D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cancelled. postponed to next wk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Fri - &lt;s&gt;rest ? (maybe plan something fun? naughty?haha!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT.. marketing project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND STATS PROJECT &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sat - &lt;s&gt;no plans yet (ahem.. date me out la. HAHA!)&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NYPSU SENTOSA OUTING(shld be going&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;GONE (PICTURES TO BE UPLOADED SOON ;D BUSY UH..U SEE.. HAHA! BUSY DOING OVERDUE STUFF.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sun- DEFINITELY STAYING HOME TO REST N PREPARE FOR SCH. THE MOST DREADFUL DAY EVER. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;plus.. COMPLETE all tut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:(:( &lt;s&gt;eh.. DINNER AT 511 WITH BFFs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AND MOVIE &lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;NO MORE MOVIE.. NO MORE OUTING.. I JUS WOKE UP. KILL ME PLS... GOT SO MUCH TO DO YET SO LIL TIME.. (WHO TO BLAME? HAHA! MYSELF... THE DEADLINE AS WELL..  HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring, i know but do i have other choices? yes, i do.. that is to heck care abt my studies and go to hell. HAHA! hopefully, nth crop up and jeopardize my plan. of coz, hope me fri n sat to be filled with fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;those in red are edited on 16june2008, MONDAY!. didnt catch sex and the city. sigh. maybe this sunday before dinner, BFFs? tag me, okay! :D im now glued to my seat and computer screen. HAHA! maybe doing some tutorials later on. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN ONES ARE ADDED ON 17JUNE2008, TUESDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE ONES ARE ADDED ON 22JUNE2008, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;projects/assignments UNDONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;EWS ICA 2&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marketing ICA 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stats project &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stats tut _ &amp;amp; _ (cant rmb wk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marketing tut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Econs tut(most probably not doin. haha! fyi, havent done a single one since sch started. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eh? i think that's all ? if i miss out any, SOMEONE PLS PLS PLS UPDATE ME ON IT. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SOME CRAPPY 3Vs FOR EWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;POA TUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so much things undone yet so lil time left. who to blame? MYSELF! HAHA. like what one of my sec sch friends said " &lt;u&gt;Procrastination is like Masturbating. In the end u'll realise u're only fucking yourself up&lt;/u&gt;" HOW TRUE! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5811158937555546278?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5811158937555546278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5811158937555546278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5811158937555546278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5811158937555546278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright_14.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-1093663885428939663</id><published>2008-06-13T13:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T14:34:52.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didnt your ma ma teach you to be considerate? ;p</title><content type='html'>split personality.. i think my other side died.. say HORRAY! :D am i a spolit brat? haha. define spolit then. :D they say girls' heart are hard to fathom.. ohwells, true but have u guys ever thought why is that so ? sometimes, girls are quite simple-minded but they have this "protective layer" sorta thing to protect themselves from getting hurt etc.. etc.. take time to know a girl well and u'll have the key to her heart. HA HA! how cliche. LOL. not always true thou. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sparing a thought for others is what almost everyone miss out when life is getting more hectic and so desperate to get the job done. but hey.. put yourself in their shoes and think do u like being treated this way ? if yes then go ahead.. if no then u know u gotta change the plan. be rational and logical. ohwells, unless u're some big time sadist then we all know... haha. we're all in for a tough time. blahblahblah.. life's like that. u got to accept what it gives you. the down side of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-1093663885428939663?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/1093663885428939663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=1093663885428939663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1093663885428939663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/1093663885428939663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/havent-your-ma-ma-taught-you-to-be.html' title='didnt your ma ma teach you to be considerate? ;p'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-3978788079106570087</id><published>2008-06-12T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:26:44.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hey yo! how's ur holiday coming along? great ? bad? boring ? ohwells, so far, mine's definitely a hell lot of fun! what beats more than great companies? :D been catching up with old friends, new friends.. doing lotsa shit stuff i havent done in a while. haha! some may be unglam but heck.. it's the fun we're getting that matters, right ? ;d no cam = no pics. yet another wordy entry.. haha! hitting back to work soon... to me , play comes 1st is there's a choice. hehe!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FINALLY FINALLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCkac1XUdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FGwWONflYak/s1600-h/215198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210845543191237074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCkac1XUdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FGwWONflYak/s400/215198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;caught this show... definitely one of the nicest show ard lately.. haha! sheesh.. stop laughing at me being slow! been busy, okay. ;p there are more shows i wanna watch.. interested to find out? hit the random column.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;OH YA... im still waiting for my online goodies...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;waiting... waiting patiently.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-3978788079106570087?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/3978788079106570087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=3978788079106570087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3978788079106570087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/3978788079106570087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday-madness.html' title='holiday madness!'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCkac1XUdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/FGwWONflYak/s72-c/215198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5575662000253612550</id><published>2008-06-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:29:59.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>circumstances mould one into who they are now..</title><content type='html'>alright.. im back from su camp. erm.. not really.. i left on the 2nd night as i was running a fever, down with sore throat, cough as well.. haha. i admit im a bit weak la. A BIT only, okay. haha. the highlights of the whole camp : met new friends(duh. HAHA!), DOWN WITH FEVER ON THE 2ND DAY, slept for only 1 hr on the 1st day(i think that's the reason why fever hit me.. ), new revelations abt nyp(u woudnt want to know.. it's bad. haha). lol. aiya.. im against nyp la.. i'll always magnify the bad parts and forget abt the good stuff. haha! anyway.. i didnt regret going for the camp but it's kinda wasted for me to leave on the 2nd night... oh wells, i believe THERE ARE MORE CAMPS AWAITING FOR US.. i better be physically strong and hope other camps will be&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes,i wish i score 1 pt better to be eligible for TP's AF..&lt;/em&gt; i always tell myself NYP isnt so bad like how i always protray it but one part of me was like.. but u're missing out the fun in TP. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo bu kai xin. im unhappy. i feel that i've changed.. im not my old self.. what happened? that explains my entry title.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5575662000253612550?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5575662000253612550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5575662000253612550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5575662000253612550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5575662000253612550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/alright.html' title='circumstances mould one into who they are now..'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-380127179660503375</id><published>2008-06-05T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:28:36.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when different people from different clique meet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;should i blog on this topic as promised? haha. im kinda lazy but will give a short summary, okay? haha. 30june2008, friday, yun huey, chen ning and me went to expo's popular fair. readers, are you wondering why did we go to the popular fair? haha. were we there to buy stationary ? well, actually i was slpy. i wanted to go home asap and since chenning's dad came to sch to pick her up, she offered me a ride home as they were going to expo. yun huey hitched the ride as well. HOWEVER... it did not turn out as planned. 1st stop : duck rice shop to have dinner. chenning's dad was very hungry, u see.. 2nd stop: compass pt. chenning went to popular to send stock. okay.. a lil of confusion over here? her dad is a book supplier, u see.. haha. 3rd stop : EXPO!. i tagged along to the popular fair since i was already there. on the way to these places, yun huey, chenning n me had a good conversation - a lil review on our secondary sch days, poly life and found out some... put it as secret. HAHA! sorry ppl. i have to keep u in suspension. learn a lot abt each other and about some stuff. we helped chenning's dad to paste the price tag on the books then explored the area. chenning, bag full of stuff hor? HEHE! ;p we took some pics but cannot be shown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;next time, okay? show u ppl our faces. haha!oh ya,  i did not regret giving up my beauty sleep to this outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;conclusion : many ppl think that when ppl from different clique come together, they cant really communicate and will have a fair share of silence. I PROVE YOU WRONG. i think that when ppl come together, in order to communicate well, we all have to have an open mind. if we close ourselves to others, will they ever draw to us? ans is no, never. OPEN MIND. :) friends.. we have to choose wisely though. sounds contradicting huh? haha. but like what i always say, life's a contradiction itself, isnt it ? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;this blog.. im not gonna make it like a daily journal of mine so dont expect me to blog abt my everyday, okay. haha. i'll be away for NYPSU CAMP on this fri to sun. looking forward to it. it better be FUN! befriend-ing session is here again. :D til then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-380127179660503375?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/380127179660503375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=380127179660503375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/380127179660503375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/380127179660503375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-different-people-from-different.html' title='when different people from different clique meet'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6614648226821532026</id><published>2008-05-30T22:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:57:07.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;whenever i pass by your place, i would look out of the window... wishing to catch a glimpse of you.. have i gotten over you ? i always thought i have but it shows otherwise.. or.. it could be that i just miss those days hanging out at that area...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright... enough of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; ma ma posts... pictures for u, readers(i wonder who reads my blog.. tag when u pass by, alright? :d)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf0L_E4eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NfY5lJnt8gM/s1600-h/IMG_3507.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407256903836130" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf0L_E4eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NfY5lJnt8gM/s400/IMG_3507.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mind Cafe - cosy couch, nice food, friendly and some blur staff AND GAMES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to this place on 29MAY2008.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Featuring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf01d6yRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6_Hvq_lfwpE/s1600-h/IMG_3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407268039051538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf01d6yRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6_Hvq_lfwpE/s400/IMG_3464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHE'S THE BOSS - winner of I'm The Boss game :D with 58 million (if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1T3IH5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/1uPTHlQNfDk/s1600-h/IMG_3474.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407276197846930" style="WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" height="400" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1T3IH5I/AAAAAAAAAKg/1uPTHlQNfDk/s400/IMG_3474.jpg" width="352" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we see the wide smile on her face.. :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ULTIMATE&lt;/span&gt; GOLD MINER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1bVuSiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2foqpRGWJUI/s1600-h/IMG_3485.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407278205225506" style="WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1bVuSiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/2foqpRGWJUI/s400/IMG_3485.jpg" width="364" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that cheeky smile? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. well well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE'S THE SABOTEUR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1iD5GmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aB3tyTHumM8/s1600-h/IMG_3505.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206407280009484898" style="WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf1iD5GmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/aB3tyTHumM8/s400/IMG_3505.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE PEOPLE WHO WERE THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE, MEI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ZHEN&lt;/span&gt;, KENNY, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AMES&lt;/span&gt;, JANET (left to right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;interested in seeing the rest of the pictures taken on that day ? well, scroll down.. if not, you can click on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; red 'x' sign on the top right hand corner of this pg. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-61.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2017612633077759329&amp;amp;site=widget-61.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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2.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6614648226821532026?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6614648226821532026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6614648226821532026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6614648226821532026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6614648226821532026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/05/whenever-i-pass-by-your-place-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SEDf0L_E4eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NfY5lJnt8gM/s72-c/IMG_3507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-5607581725980533631</id><published>2008-05-26T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T13:54:15.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bus broke down</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;" the bus broke down "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;it was meant to be a lie but it turned real in the next 8++ hrs.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I WASNT THE ONE WHO CAME UP WITH THAT IDEA. my punishment or just a coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-5607581725980533631?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/5607581725980533631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=5607581725980533631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5607581725980533631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/5607581725980533631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/05/bus-broke-down-it-was-meant-to-be-lie.html' title='the bus broke down'/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-985524646210948864</id><published>2008-05-25T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T13:04:12.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does dreams reflect the reality or the opp. of it? i take good dreams as an entertainment for me during the night. bad dreams? scares me a lil then i choose to forget every single part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;my ex bf's friend appeared in my dreams... the content? haha. it's up to ur imagination. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to go shopping ????? i want to get more short sleeve t-shirts.. from NUM? anywhere as long as it's nice in my eyes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs? have not started on it but i hope i can pass.&lt;br /&gt;stats? i wish to score well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. never in these 3 yrs have i felt so lousy about my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SMILE. BE HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-985524646210948864?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/985524646210948864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=985524646210948864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/985524646210948864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/985524646210948864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/05/does-dreams-reflect-reality-or-opp.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-8487422583536921213</id><published>2008-05-22T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:12:31.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SDWPRTObk5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/T76HF8m9ILE/s1600-h/214793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203222471877825426" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SDWPRTObk5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/T76HF8m9ILE/s400/214793.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hilarious with that bit of oh-so-romantic element. oh ya! had dinner at NewYork NewYork. like finally.. i've been wanting to try that like 2 yrs back ? okay...... i think im hearing some giggling FROM YOU READERS.. YES, IM TALKING ABOUT YOU. haha! u ppl must be thinking why is this girl so sua ku one. lol. whatever~ i dont care.... a few more good shows to catch. they better be worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a ball = christine = ME ! 4kgstoshed. oh.. girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what colour next? red?orange? u'll find out soon! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;staying up late/burning midnight oil + facial mask = prevent more pimples outbreak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-8487422583536921213?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/8487422583536921213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=8487422583536921213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8487422583536921213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/8487422583536921213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/05/hilarious-with-that-bit-of-oh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SDWPRTObk5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/T76HF8m9ILE/s72-c/214793.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-684143243705459490.post-6926163261231827586</id><published>2008-05-18T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T14:20:56.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of a new,boring blog of mine. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/684143243705459490-6926163261231827586?l=thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/feeds/6926163261231827586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=684143243705459490&amp;postID=6926163261231827586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6926163261231827586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/684143243705459490/posts/default/6926163261231827586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatgirl-nextdoor.blogspot.com/2008/05/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>christine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15493624853622873283</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UKFNd-8iDNE/SFCl_HYUrmI/AAAAAAAAALA/tdd61mCKx3k/S220/IMG_3495.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
