<?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-5574279</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:04:52.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accidentally in lovee-</title><subtitle type='html'>:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>537</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110247199383433232</id><published>2004-12-08T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T10:13:13.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>toldcha ill do it in teninfact i think im faster!relinkk k babes!!http://ripped-.blogspot.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110247199383433232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110247199383433232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110247199383433232' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110247136073267679</id><published>2004-12-08T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T10:02:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i found someones blog just two days ago.i dont even know herbut reading her blog just breaks my heart.and this isnt supposed to even happen.btw, no im not lesbian.that blog just keeps talking about someone.i feel like changing blog.maybe i will.in ten minutes or so. (:time to leave the past behind to fade away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110247136073267679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110247136073267679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110247136073267679' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110241457962616210</id><published>2004-12-07T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:16:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously.im super disappointed with the way the band is holding this passing out parade.its as tho its not important at alli bet the performances are not even prepared.wht they expect?the GRADUATING pupils to go find out everything?nobody knows what time the pop is.some prolly dont even know pop is this thursday ok.wht are they gna do, the last minute thing again?this sucks.screw mr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110241457962616210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110241457962616210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110241457962616210' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110241372202358153</id><published>2004-12-07T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T18:05:00.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stay at home dayyepp thats what it is for me todaystayed home the whole daywatched oceans eleven and along came polly. oceans eleven is freakin good. i love it.along came polly is your typical trashy hollywood show that i watch all the time.cant wait for oceans twelve to come on.hahak now i feel damn terrible.cuz ive a headache.arghhsits killing me.and i still nd ta go over to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110241372202358153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110241372202358153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110241372202358153' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110234875911494207</id><published>2004-12-06T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T11:02:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since i cant find singapore idol/taufik batisah/sylvester sim-i dream lyrics anywhere. i wrote them down.might have a few mistakes here and there tho.qing duo duo bao rong (:i dreamin my mind i can climball the mountains that surround memy spirit's there where eagles dare to flyin my heart theres a sparkthat can light the world around meand open door where i am sure dreams aredoesnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110234875911494207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110234875911494207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234875911494207' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110234195572113601</id><published>2004-12-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:16:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went job hunting again today.same result.this sucks.haha-k walked around aimlessly with joi know wht i prolly wnt for xmas alrpug jelly cd (:hahah. oh well.i like holiday.trackone.im so bored now..SAVE ME-and i finally rented oceans elevenn! :Djessica has left singapore for states alreadyforever!! ):oh god. im gna miss her.part of 4e3 is like. gonee-so sad.sigh~liz is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110234195572113601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110234195572113601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110234195572113601' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110225208954621793</id><published>2004-12-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T21:08:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyya.went shoppin today at concourse aft church for our xmas tree ornaments (spell?)it was not bad lar. nothing fantasticand there was this guyhe kept speaking as tho he was an aussie.haha. i dont know wht to say abt his accent.fake or real.it sounds fake yet real.ahh- its hard.lol-and. shocks keep coming to me.haha. some of you will know wht im talkin eh ;)sheesh im still not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110225208954621793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110225208954621793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110225208954621793' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110209220518949672</id><published>2004-12-04T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T00:50:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just went blog surfing.realised almost everyone wasnt happy with the prom king and queen.mostly queenyou know what?neither am i.for prom queen only anyway.wahahah.please lar.SHARINIS my best bet.shes got da poise and da elegance man.whtever it is, shes my prom queen and willies my prom king!just cuz u can give some profound answer in your a1-englishdoesnt mean you deserve prom queen</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110209220518949672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110209220518949672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110209220518949672' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110208949617734070</id><published>2004-12-03T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T23:58:16.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with serene todaywent job searchingden watched without a paddle at ps.as jeremy said, the show is funny.not bad at all (:gosh ive been sucha faithful movie goer the past 2 weeks.just this week.sunday, monday, wednesday, friday. ALL watching movie.alahhh-gna be broke soon. im desperate for a job!ok met up with mom and dad aft movie.went shoppinggggg!wheegot a new necklace </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110208949617734070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110208949617734070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110208949617734070' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110199447871505558</id><published>2004-12-02T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T00:39:11.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PROM was two nights ago.pictures are up (: here it was cool lar prom. nothing fantastic.kays.stayed over.watched bridget jones.fuckin borin showw!!wasted my 6.50 man. lolplayed pool after that.felt super funny walkin around toa payoh central in heels and my prom clotheswhen everybody else were in slippers and their pyjamas. lolcame back.watched singapore idol but fell asleep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110199447871505558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110199447871505558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110199447871505558' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110178163412412570</id><published>2004-11-30T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T10:27:14.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know,tonight is prom night.but im not all so hyped up about it. AT ALL.sheesh whats wrong with me.instead im excited abt the new cd i got.westlife (yes THAT gay band!)allow us to be frank.oh what the hecki like big band music as well. (:Fly me to the moonAnd let me play among the starsLet me see what spring is likeOn Jupiter and MarsIn other words hold my handIn other words </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110178163412412570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110178163412412570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110178163412412570' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110170076302890024</id><published>2004-11-29T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T11:59:23.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i won't talk i won't breathe i won't move till you finally see that you belong with me you might think i don't lookbut deep inside in the corner of my mindi'm attached to youi'm weak it's truecause i'm afraid to know the answer do you want me too? cause my heart keeps falling faster  i've waited all my life to cross this line to the only thing thats true so i will not hide its time to try </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110170076302890024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110170076302890024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110170076302890024' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110166275608933221</id><published>2004-11-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T01:25:56.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>black. //Nunc scio quit sit amor. says:welcome to the dumb clubblack. //Nunc scio quit sit amor. says:ure certifiedyayy!! finally!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110166275608933221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110166275608933221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110166275608933221' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110165675083371343</id><published>2004-11-28T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T23:45:50.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in quite a good mood todayy-just got back from mercy's bbq (:watched incredibles with my family today aft church. again. hahah-but its cool, altho a wee bit dry lar.cuz i know whats gna happen and everything already.bound, bound, bound and reboundheaded to mercy's bbq aft incredibles.had quite alot of funplayin murderer, heart attack.and i was so excited when i got to say "heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110165675083371343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110165675083371343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110165675083371343' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110149242493082440</id><published>2004-11-27T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T02:07:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JAY ROCKS!!hahah (:ive recordings of him singing in the concert.those who want it, get frm me kays :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110149242493082440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110149242493082440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110149242493082440' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110146053332984718</id><published>2004-11-26T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T17:15:33.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for some, it may take time to fall in love with another.for others, maybe money.or care and sincerity for others.there are a million things that causes people to fall in love.for me, it'd only take you.oh god. i totally love this phrase.copied it off koons blog.dont mind right? ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110146053332984718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110146053332984718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110146053332984718' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110145770367594412</id><published>2004-11-26T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T16:28:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im backkkk!!(: hahah.had chalet. supposed to only go for two days, until yesterday.but decided to stay over for one more night.chalet was quite fun. pool, bowling, arcade, PS2. hahah.cycling in the rain.. uh. yeah. haha fun.i swear this is the only chalet that ive slept sooo muchbut i still feel tired!!but for both nights, i managed to get a proper bed! ;)some weird stuff happened </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110145770367594412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110145770367594412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110145770367594412' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110122054116973150</id><published>2004-11-23T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:35:41.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with ed, wills, jr, arv and his girl, eds peicai boy, siying today.ed siying peicai boy and me wenta catch incredibles.its superduperoober cute!!kays den hung around with the rest until 730. when i met my mom.had alot of fun altho we didnt do anything special.i guess thats the good thing abt hanging out with real friends,u have fun no matter what =Dwent shopping with mommaand </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110122054116973150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110122054116973150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110122054116973150' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110116815247296338</id><published>2004-11-23T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T08:02:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sheesh its 8am in the morning and im awakE!!somethings seriously wrong with me larr-my body's in this "8hoursleepONLY" thingy. shucks.  newae had a really happy happy dream last night. hees.but den again, its just a DREAM. sighhbut i guess thats the most i can have eh.  shall blog laterr`</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110116815247296338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110116815247296338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110116815247296338' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110111624333422189</id><published>2004-11-22T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:37:23.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM FREEE!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110111624333422189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110111624333422189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110111624333422189' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110092418226334233</id><published>2004-11-20T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T12:16:22.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cant believe it. my 3rd earhole has  a slight infection again.grr-ok bad things aside.ive been re-listening to jay chou songs again.why? cuz a friend of mine asked me to send some jay songs to him;so i got the old ones from qilin. and started listening again!some of the songs really brings back memories.but for now,im really in love with (( rkelly and celine dion - im your angel ))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110092418226334233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110092418226334233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110092418226334233' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110086970006719187</id><published>2004-11-19T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:08:20.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. both sylvester and taufik are in!!to think i was caught between them yesterday. tsk2BUT.as much as i like the already-attached-sylvester,i support taufik becomin the singapore idol.hes much better than sylvester (:go taufik!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110086970006719187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110086970006719187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110086970006719187' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110078631463766309</id><published>2004-11-18T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T21:58:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been trying to reach youCause I got something to sayBut ure talking about nothing at allAnd ure slipping awayWe were crying togetherIt was a long time agoBefore you walk out the doorAnd leave me this wayJust here what I sayYou make me feelYou make me realFor the rest of my daysIn so many waysYou make me feelIve been trying to leave youWhy should we go on like thisBut my heart can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110078631463766309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110078631463766309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110078631463766309' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110078169810699781</id><published>2004-11-18T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T20:41:38.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im caught between taufik and sylvesterr!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110078169810699781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110078169810699781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110078169810699781' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110077357381249023</id><published>2004-11-18T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T18:26:13.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amaths was easyyy today -biggsmile-wenta "celebrate" with twin and serene. hahawatched princess diaries 2.ooh lord nicholas is simply oohlalaa!vavavoom!!yumyummm!HOT!  =Dsomeone i would DEFINITELY fall for.ahh princess is so lucky. hahahh. i wna be a princess!!lol. what a dream.anyway i lovelovelove towning with twin and serene.altho they make me try all these funny clothes that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110077357381249023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110077357381249023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110077357381249023' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110068608744005070</id><published>2004-11-17T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T18:08:07.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>met up with xiong today.he taught me kinematics and basically went thru all the topics for my amaths exam tmr.(: thanks alot- i feel quite prepared already. haha but i cant promise an A1. hard-oh yeah i can do kinematics!! mwahaha . oh gosh. hahalike finally lor.ok and i learnt relative velocity in a very interesting way;thru an hour and a half of pool =D hahaand i can say i excelled. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110068608744005070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110068608744005070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110068608744005070' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110065686882342204</id><published>2004-11-17T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T10:01:08.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier [ for i got a PHd ][ un-licensed ] says:hey i need new clothes manI just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier [ for i got a PHd ][ un-licensed ] says:for the earhahah im amused.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110065686882342204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110065686882342204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110065686882342204' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110065659751187338</id><published>2004-11-17T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T09:56:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier [ for i got a PHd ][ un-licensed ] says:hey i need new clothes manI just rhyme to inspire, your favorite line supplier [ for i got a PHd ][ un-licensed ] says:for the earhahah im amused.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110065659751187338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110065659751187338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110065659751187338' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110061335900804633</id><published>2004-11-16T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:55:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my fave outta all. actually theres two more but i look terrible so i refuse to put it up. haha :P </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061335900804633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061335900804633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061335900804633' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110061277187819843</id><published>2004-11-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:46:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my 2nd fave neo (: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061277187819843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061277187819843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061277187819843' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110061271930688006</id><published>2004-11-16T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:45:19.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my bro and i. he looks retarded. sorry the pics a lil distorted ill try to rectify it (: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061271930688006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110061271930688006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110061271930688006' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110059767570691784</id><published>2004-11-16T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:34:35.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my comp~! its alivee~!hahahhs. i can sign in!and add friendster testimonials!and use my media player already!!because i reinstalled ie6 ;)yayyy!!!!-dances-and shann; thanks for the site, damn sweet. love yaa! -mwahhs-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110059767570691784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110059767570691784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110059767570691784' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110058381487549276</id><published>2004-11-16T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T13:43:34.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and i just realised my previous entry has NO singlish at all. (:hahahs. dumb but true. yay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110058381487549276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110058381487549276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058381487549276' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110058362922111935</id><published>2004-11-16T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T13:40:29.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh gosh if i have to go thru this"forgot password""recover password""link from email""to bloggeR"just to blog. forget it.so sign in button. REAPPEAR, I COMMAND YOU.sigh. okok thats lame. -sticks out tongue-im so bored i dont know what im talkin anymore!anw havent been online for the past FIVE DAYS!what a record. hahah-was being isolated at my other house.no landlines, no internet</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110058362922111935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110058362922111935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058362922111935' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-110000799179828878</id><published>2004-11-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:51:22.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>counting on jo to help me put up this post (:thanks jo!my nutty comp is acting up again.i go to www.blogger.comand i cant see the freakin sign in button!hahahs. okay ANYWAYYi love the msg i got before my paper ;)thanks-chem was easy.like 2 or 3 of the questions that came out,ive done it before!and ill like to sincerely thank whoever taught me hahahoh yes and -drumroll..-my 9 days</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110000799179828878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/110000799179828878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110000799179828878' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109992320694026524</id><published>2004-11-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:13:26.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>people are getting weirder these days.firstly everyone seems to be "muack-ing" me.if you get what i mean.den today i met 3 insane people frm toapayohand i MEAN insane.now. everybody's saying they miss me.not that i mind. butwhats wrong with the world?!!maybe its just me. and the hatred against chemistry.spoil my day. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109992320694026524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109992320694026524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992320694026524' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109991277715266846</id><published>2004-11-08T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T19:24:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This thing called love,I just cant handle itThis thing called love, I must get round to itI ain't readyCrazy little thing called loveWell, This thing (this thing) called love (called love)It cries (like a baby) in a cradle all nightIt swings, it jivesIt shakes all over like a jellyfishI kinda like itCrazy little thing called loveThere goes my babyShe knows how to rock and rollShe drives me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109991277715266846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109991277715266846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109991277715266846' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109990851156427862</id><published>2004-11-08T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T18:08:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just watched moulin rouge backstory on tv.nicenice. i love moulin rouge.and grease.and practically any other musical. hahah =xanyway emaths 2 rocked today (:14 more days4 more papers.rennnn-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109990851156427862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109990851156427862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109990851156427862' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109967638832415325</id><published>2004-11-06T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T01:42:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> amath sucked. 16 more days.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109967638832415325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109967638832415325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109967638832415325' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109956904822555630</id><published>2004-11-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T19:50:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on war;going strong (:18 more days.ENDUREE!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109956904822555630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109956904822555630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109956904822555630' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109924159129266647</id><published>2004-11-01T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T00:53:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>22 MORE DAYS TO END OF Os!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109924159129266647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109924159129266647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109924159129266647' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109915262809102756</id><published>2004-10-31T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T00:10:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>came online just to blog about this.twin and i were talking about different kinds of weird ppl just now.-ppl who make everything look as tho its their partners fault-ppl who make a big fuss outta nothing-ppl who think too much in their relationship-ppl who DONT think at all in their relationship.and the worst kind:ppl who blame their partners for somethingwhen they themselves are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109915262809102756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109915262809102756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109915262809102756' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109910583966421050</id><published>2004-10-30T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T11:10:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Message: HER DIARY (15 lines)I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing."I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset.He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry. On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smile and kept driving. I can't explain his behaviour; I don't know why he didn't say, "I love you, too." When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109910583966421050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109910583966421050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109910583966421050' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109905208517161533</id><published>2004-10-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T22:31:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got my sch mag today (:it rocks. haha.ok la other than the class photos making everyone look like zombies.i like the one on speech day ;)and the one that shows tht i got first for combined humans. haha." proud moments " lol.infact i like the one on speech day so much,i used my digicam to take photos of the photos in the photobook.hahah. dig that.i dont know why. but im smittened </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109905208517161533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109905208517161533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109905208517161533' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109901455513343615</id><published>2004-10-29T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T09:49:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyy -actually just came online to say to my blog readers.i appreciate your effort to tag at my tagboardand thanks for tagging.but i would really appreciate it more if you could identify yourself instead of anonyfy-ing urself?(:or if ud want to protect ur identity, you could actually email me at nicole_0611@hotmail.com yea? i swear, hope to die and cross my heart that your identity wont</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109901455513343615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109901455513343615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109901455513343615' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109896985067885849</id><published>2004-10-28T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:24:10.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha.  im beginning to fall for sylvester.why?number one. hes one person who strives to improve.and number two, the most important. he does that little smile thingyy!!damn la. i just love it when guys do that little smile. hahahso cute lorrs!and he looked quite good tonight-and HE SANG MY SONGGG!!! the way you look tonightt. hahaactually daphne also sang my song la. orange coloured </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109896985067885849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109896985067885849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896985067885849' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109884498576498775</id><published>2004-10-27T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T10:43:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>currently hooked onto GREASE ;whoever who has the dvd/vcdPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE lend me okayyy! im dying to watch it![[ summer loving happened so fast, but ah! all those summer nightsschangechangechangilachangybob. we'll always be like oneeee, wa-wa-wa-oneeee.baby im hoplessly devoted to youu- ]]heh. sorry. i told you im addicted-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109884498576498775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109884498576498775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109884498576498775' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109877655902649247</id><published>2004-10-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T15:42:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O levels are in seven days.i feel like im one of the most unprepared students to take the Os ever. urghh.HOWWW!!im literally slacking lorr, i need some tui dong li!!i woke up at like 1pm today.conferenced with jo and daniel last night until 5.30am this morning?!dont know how i survived the 6 hours, but i did la.and i was MOST wide awake one.those 2 procrastinators [spell?] were taking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109877655902649247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109877655902649247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109877655902649247' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109863096557219952</id><published>2004-10-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T23:16:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here in my hearttheres a picture of us ;together foreverunfaded and unbroken.wherever you areyour love covers me.forevermore,ull be here in my heart - you are my everythingnothing your love wont bring. my life is yours alone;the only love ive ever known your spirit pulls me through,when nothing else will do.every night i pray,on bended knees.that you will always be my everything //  so i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109863096557219952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109863096557219952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109863096557219952' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109846585713937149</id><published>2004-10-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T01:24:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went back to school today to get my result slip.i saw sharini and dharwinn and my sch. oh gosh i miss it sosososo much.anyways.they pushed up my combined humans to a c5.so my marks range from a1 to c5. no c6!!20 points. yay!haha-after that went to 5n2 classroom to study wjo, winnie (happy birthday girl!) , shawn, daniel and ronald.it was..okay la. not say very productive.but not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109846585713937149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109846585713937149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109846585713937149' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109841070443360142</id><published>2004-10-22T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T10:05:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im going back to schoooollllalalaim gna see SHARINI!! (:(:(:(:hahahas. ok la im crazy.but who cares, IM GOIN BACK TO BEATTY SECONDARY!! =plolsbyee!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109841070443360142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109841070443360142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109841070443360142' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109836247072449581</id><published>2004-10-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T20:41:10.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ORLINDA CHO WORE A DRESS!!!and she actually looked quite nice!!lols.sorry abit kua zhang. im feeling abit high ah.butshe really looked quite nice!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109836247072449581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109836247072449581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109836247072449581' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109834869315742832</id><published>2004-10-21T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:51:33.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been two days and im missin you alreadyNever really thought you could mean,So much in such a little time. Think about the nights when im lyin in your bed,With my chest resting your head,now that youre gone im here to stay. i think im fallin down. Down down down,    with a bad case of love. Love love love, i think im falling for you. You you you,  I think, im fallin in love. When you come back all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109834869315742832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109834869315742832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109834869315742832' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109833300442618781</id><published>2004-10-21T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T13:04:32.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im supersuper school sick ):i really miss so many people;so many things in school.im gna go crazy missing the things i miss alreadyy. ahhhh!!-wails-i dont mind getting up early just to go school for one or two more dayss!sighh.its better than being stuck here at home.SO much better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109833300442618781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109833300442618781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109833300442618781' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109833027644039085</id><published>2004-10-21T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T12:01:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There were 4 men in the boat. One american, one singaporean, one british and one bangla. Well, the boat was sinking and the 4 men decided to lighten the load on the boat. The american took out his gold rolex and tossed it out to sea and said:' i've got plenty of these back home.'. The rest of the 3 men were really impressed. The brit took out his gold neckless, tossed it out to sea and said:' hey</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109833027644039085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109833027644039085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109833027644039085' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109825543327051535</id><published>2004-10-20T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:57:52.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>suddenly;i thought about the postlunch chat with ed subi fajar and stephen yesterday.and edmund was saying that there'll never be another class in the years to comethat will be like ours.we're like the one and only class.i was shocked to hear it coming from him.but. you know.he makes sense.4e304 is the one and only class. no other class will be like us.no matter what.4e304 will and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825543327051535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825543327051535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109825543327051535' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109825519856982384</id><published>2004-10-20T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T14:53:18.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4e3 rocks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825519856982384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825519856982384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109825519856982384' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109825101174481471</id><published>2004-10-20T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T13:43:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>added a few new pictures to graduation day folder (:and i took the trouble to arrange it according to time -last day of school first; night study. den graduation day. den aft grad day outing.and i also added comments to it.so you better go see it :Pits at my links.lol.and ANYONE with any photos of me on the last day of sch.pleasepleaseplease send mee.thankss (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825101174481471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109825101174481471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109825101174481471' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109820638291572617</id><published>2004-10-20T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:19:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>timecheck 1.15 am.just got home from pooling after night "study"today was the last day of school. sighs.im gna miss my whole class,sharini the MOST!im damn touched by her letter ):dang. but i didnt cry =ptoday school was just.taking photos.taking report books.taking photos.hugstaking photos.and more photos.but shijie accidentally deleted all my photos i took todayy!! ):[yes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109820638291572617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109820638291572617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109820638291572617' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109808354098193783</id><published>2004-10-18T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T15:16:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pract was today.it wasnt that bad after all. (:although i kinda hurt my eye with either sodium hydroxide or the unknown P solution with a magnesium ribbon dissolved in it. either of the liquid hit my eye when i took out the stopper after giving up tryin to test for carbon dioxide.physics was a breeeeze. except tht i forgot to put a decimal point for my readings.damn.chem was pretty hard.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109808354098193783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109808354098193783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109808354098193783' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109799618079981875</id><published>2004-10-17T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T14:56:20.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooh yeah.and i just changed ma blogskin.thanks bestie for the new skin (:i love it; damn chioo. lols.ok rain has stopped. cyas!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109799618079981875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109799618079981875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109799618079981875' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109799513798920470</id><published>2004-10-17T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T14:38:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted to leave the house.but..but..it rained~ HEAVILY.sorry peeps, ill be late (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109799513798920470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109799513798920470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109799513798920470' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109789403306157458</id><published>2004-10-16T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T10:33:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here are the songs played on our graduation ppt slide (:  greenday - time of your life  Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go. So make the best of this test, and don't ask why. It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time. It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right. I hope you had the time of your life. So take the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109789403306157458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109789403306157458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109789403306157458' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109784644515125626</id><published>2004-10-15T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:42:28.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://share.shutterfly.com/osi.jsp?i=EeAsmbZo4YtnCwmy graduation day photos. (:enjoy and take whichever pic you want.dont ask me to send le.i feel damn fucked up now.but khai and baz, dont worry. its not solely cuz of youknowwhat.(: thanks anyway. you guys are sweet. thanks a bunch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109784644515125626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109784644515125626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109784644515125626' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109780305968945610</id><published>2004-10-15T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:17:39.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>graduation day is over.of course it was sad.and i cried la. i admit. lolthe ppt slide was too good, the moment the photo of my class came out i cried.i took like hundreds of photos with sooo many people.sighh im really gonna miss everyone ):esp 4e3.love you guys (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109780305968945610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109780305968945610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109780305968945610' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765845130840030</id><published>2004-10-13T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T17:07:31.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just drank coffee.halfway, i suddenly remembered that i drank coffee yesterday as well andjunrong refused to take even a sip because he "wanted to grow taller"and yes just in case you had no idea,coffee stops one from growing.and so i realised.shit.if i drank more, the higher chance that ill stop growing.and i cant go "HAHA junrong same height as me onlyy!"(altho it used to be "HAHA </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765845130840030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765845130840030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765845130840030' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765578299236726</id><published>2004-10-13T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:23:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how how i look funny in ceramic perm ma? lol. =x </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765578299236726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765578299236726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765578299236726' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765536006110154</id><published>2004-10-13T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:16:00.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHARINI. haha here you go babe. you look super chio here la ok. lols. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765536006110154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765536006110154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765536006110154' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765520084143045</id><published>2004-10-13T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:13:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear the photos are nicer than they seem here. hahahits the background laa.lol =xanw, wenta sch today.had mr boo talk which was quite interesting,den chilled out at the art room.cool place ah, got computer and all tht. lolbt lucky i nv take art. so tedious!ok aft recess had o level practical briefing,so fast you know, the practical is like next mondayy!then graduation day rehearsal</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765520084143045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765520084143045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765520084143045' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765466547769404</id><published>2004-10-13T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:04:25.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how come ive never seen this chio photo before?! haha.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765466547769404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765466547769404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765466547769404' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109765455187241927</id><published>2004-10-13T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T16:02:31.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jo and me (: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765455187241927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109765455187241927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765455187241927' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109747826730932213</id><published>2004-10-11T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T15:04:27.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>heyy sorry if you guys cant view my face properly. hahahcuz the background is opaque.. yea.lol but itll be on friendster (:sch was great today.nt goin sch tmr.graduations in threedayso levels in twenty two days.hahas. im glad ive started studying (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747826730932213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747826730932213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109747826730932213' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109747812410968428</id><published>2004-10-11T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T15:02:04.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me, in prefects tie and badge. kwite long ago. hahah </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747812410968428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747812410968428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109747812410968428' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109747805760566459</id><published>2004-10-11T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T15:00:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my brother and i. he shuai hors =p </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747805760566459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109747805760566459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109747805760566459' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109721403588292907</id><published>2004-10-08T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T13:45:33.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your love is... by ChibiMarronchanYour name is...Your kiss is...deliciousYour hugs are...warmYour eyes...burn into my heartYour touch is...heart warmingYour smell is...amazingYour smile is...entrancingYour love is...uniqueQuiz created with MemeGen!;) ive a delicious kiss, an entrancing smileand warm hugs ta offer. lol.ooh. ive a unique love? lol. i wonder what THAT means.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109721403588292907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109721403588292907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109721403588292907' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109720698487125649</id><published>2004-10-08T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:43:04.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school got SO boring today i left at recess with khairul.hahah.seriously la, we're goin school to waste our time only.attendance today was worse, only 25/41 of us. hahaand graduation day has been pushed forward to the 14th,and AFTER THAT we still havta come back to school until the 22nd! like what the hell la. urghs-oh well. i wont be coming that often.look at 5ns man, they barely got 5 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109720698487125649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109720698487125649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109720698487125649' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109705249305670176</id><published>2004-10-06T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T17:16:17.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. just read sharinis blog.dang i feel like writing a list as well.and furthermore im feeling high now.dont know whyy! dont ask!ok only 16 more days to graduation.im gonna miss:- walking like a mad dog with joanne to school so that i can get front row stands to morning assembly- standing at the front row, yet laughing with the girls at the parade commander and the flagbearers.(i still</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109705249305670176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109705249305670176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109705249305670176' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109702675718420145</id><published>2004-10-06T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T09:39:17.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>huishan asked me to blog.so here i am.lols.tht bitch wanted me to meet her to study,so i asked siying along as well.and now SHES BACKING OUT.hahah, nvm i still got SIYINGG!!((yawnnsssss))just woke up la. tired.oh yes and siying you owe rini and me smth right? ;)btw, im stuck on these words by natasha bedingfield.yes the song that i found irritating.junrong and khairul la! keep </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109702675718420145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109702675718420145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109702675718420145' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109698132694643587</id><published>2004-10-05T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T21:02:06.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol. an interesting conversation with darren.feel terrible. (blsaerfionhcv d!!!) red red red strawberry. [ how can i win, you keep draggin me in ] ONE POINTT!!!! says:its so different you know the questions you ask different people.i feel terrible. (blsaerfionhcv d!!!) red red red strawberry. [ how can i win, you keep draggin me in ] ONE POINTT!!!! says:for me when i ask ppl from my class, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109698132694643587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109698132694643587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109698132694643587' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109695339154811476</id><published>2004-10-05T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T20:29:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aight my results are out.english- b3chinese- b3combined sci- c5 (like a 59.25. what the hell)amaths- c5combined humans -c6 (a 54. grr-)emaths - a1 (the only one im proud of so far)dnt - b4 (At the moment without folio)3cs, 3bs, 1a.hahs.l1r5? TWENTYTHREE.yes cheryns fave number. lolso BYE JC.unless by some miracle my dnt becomes a 2 after addin folio marks.((edited))NEW </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109695339154811476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109695339154811476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109695339154811476' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109694104574695685</id><published>2004-10-05T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T09:50:45.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know I can't smile without youI can't smile without youI can't laugh and I can't singI'm findin' it hard to do anythingYou see I feel sad when you're sadI feel glad when you're gladIf you only knew what I'm goin' throughI just can't smile without youYou came along  just like a songAnd brightened my dayWho'da believed that you were part of a dream?Now it all seems light years away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109694104574695685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109694104574695685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109694104574695685' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109688742963709949</id><published>2004-10-04T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T18:57:09.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know i cant smile without youu  cute song. i feel terrible.ever since my fever on friday.more symptoms has arised.urghhs-and ive gastric.): i really feel terrible noww. comfort food doesnt even work anymore. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109688742963709949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109688742963709949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109688742963709949' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109663077385834644</id><published>2004-10-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:39:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm lying alone with my head on the phoneThinking of you till it hurtsI know you hurt tooBut what else can we doTormented and torn apartI wish I could carry your smile in my heartFor times when my life feels so lowIt would make me believeWhat tomorrow could bringWhen today doesn't really knowDoesn't really know(Chorus) I'm all out of love, I'm so lost without youI know you were right believing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109663077385834644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109663077385834644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109663077385834644' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109656011346890431</id><published>2004-09-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T00:01:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahah today is soo my day! (:results wise im satisfied.after sch wenta watch white chicks. this dumb flick thats really funny. in fact VERY funny. lol-and after night study we wenta kfc. finally had a meal with mr yeo and he was so amused by the guys. haha-and highlight of the dayZACHARY TURNED UP FOR OUR DATEE!! =Dhaha and he actually remembers me lehh!!so sweet. sigheven khairul say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109656011346890431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109656011346890431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109656011346890431' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109647505022168099</id><published>2004-09-30T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T00:24:10.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got home from "night study".hahahs. after study we wenta braddell mac to watch the guys eat.and i took this oppurtunity to take a few videos.and junrong was in most of it. hahahsso all you can hear will be my voice. no face of me.wenta relive willie's childhood afta that. baz ismath me wills jo played sparklers.under teh void deck.den wenta peilis void deck to play candles with ed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109647505022168099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109647505022168099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109647505022168099' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109643993620424397</id><published>2004-09-29T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T14:38:56.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okok i take back my previous entry!!david de vince is cute. BUTzachary is cuter lorr!!okay la zachary is this 5 yr old guy who fell in love with me.hahahs. im in love w him too!!damn cuteeee. lolsand ed wants to steal him from me.go ta hell!=pfirst day only he date me and wna give me lantern. damn cutee la.i mean how many 5 year olds know what kazaa is!?hahahas.gosh hes superduper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109643993620424397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109643993620424397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109643993620424397' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109635962837784402</id><published>2004-09-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:23:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>get tangled up in meit feels so shit when you're THAT close to a grade higher. but you just CANT get it.grr-anyways i just came online to say i met the love of my lifedavid de vince.omg hes sososososso cuteee!!! =Dno ppl i dont know him. haha i met him on the bus. him, his mom and his lil bro.goshh. but i doubt he'll like me la.hes only seven. :xdavid de vince!!! lolss-mauck mauck?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109635962837784402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109635962837784402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109635962837784402' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109620481599559004</id><published>2004-09-26T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T21:20:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Elton John:I am here to tell you we can never meet againSimple really, isn't it a word or two and thenA lifetime of not knowing where or how or why or whenYou think of me, or speak of me, or wonder what befellThe someone you once loved so long ago, so wellLeAnn Rimes:Never wonder what I'll feel as living shuffles byYou don't have to ask me and I need not replyEvery moment of my life from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109620481599559004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109620481599559004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109620481599559004' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109608804284472007</id><published>2004-09-25T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T13:01:51.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel pretty-adam sandlerI feel prettyOh so prettyI feel pretty and witty and gayAnd I pityAny girl who isn't me today (lalalala lala lalalala)I feel charmingOh so charmingIt's alarming how charming I feelAnd so prettyThat I hardly can believe I'm real (lalalala lala lalalala)See the pretty girl in that mirror there? (what mirror where?)Who can that attractive girl be? (who is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109608804284472007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109608804284472007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109608804284472007' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109605123499088181</id><published>2004-09-25T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T02:46:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got home. and its 2.33am.hah.ok first things first,rushed off to meet edmund to meet siying who was early and barry who was late.den we took this really long bus ride to east coast park forrr besties bbq!! (:[best, i chose the sweaterr!!]ok so i didnt eat much. lols.just one satay and one chicken and a lil cuppa coke.oh well.then the guys were talkin about a midnight movieso </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109605123499088181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109605123499088181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109605123499088181' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109601272373379766</id><published>2004-09-24T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T15:58:43.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today TIN HUISHAN made me wait for 13 minutes outside school in the scorching hot sun!!so you better hand in my testi on time or ill kill you. =pand i cant rem the biased thing! lols wht is it about??</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109601272373379766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109601272373379766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109601272373379766' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109598894513783042</id><published>2004-09-24T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T09:22:25.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like what sharini[ I HAVE LINKED YOU DEAR] said,she practically blogs about EVERYTHING.from what she eats to where she shits.and i totally agree *nodnodgoshh-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109598894513783042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109598894513783042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109598894513783042' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109595375240069342</id><published>2004-09-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T23:35:52.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ ..sonofabitch murthafuckas exams over.. ::the Ed Elation ] blsaerfionhcv d ! says:i need anger managementi wont forget the way you love me [[ - that boy - ]] ill nv break your heart (blsaerfionhcv d!!!) says:ok now breathe in and sing " I AM PRETTYY, I AM PRETTYY. I AM PRETTY AND HAPPY AND GAYY"[ ..sonofabitch murthafuckas exams over.. ::the Ed Elation ] blsaerfionhcv d ! says:IM[ ..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109595375240069342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109595375240069342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109595375240069342' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109593992175004481</id><published>2004-09-23T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T19:45:21.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY PRELIMS ARE OVER. yay! (:lols. anw wenta watch dodgeball w huishan and siyingstupidly funny and amusing show.not bad.thanks guys for puttin up with me todaylols. esp when i was super pissed with someone,and when i was practically pulling them to walk the whole of orchard.anywayyHAPPY BRITHDAY BESTIEE! :)many happy returns and hv a great day tmr aight? lovelove!offfff` </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109593992175004481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109593992175004481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109593992175004481' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109547887429736903</id><published>2004-09-18T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T11:45:24.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the worst examination of my life.its depressing me. arghhs-this is the second time that depression has set into me for more than 24 hours.gawdd-AHHHHH-and ive been pretty violent of late. lolsome of you might know what im saying.i couldnt concentrate doin amath so i came online to blog and to blogsurf-this whole exam thing and everythign else is getting to mei have a sadist </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109547887429736903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109547887429736903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109547887429736903' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109540153286559841</id><published>2004-09-17T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T14:17:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BAHH. ):ok.chem was fcuked up as well. oh gosh.hahah to me.amaths now.i needta rant.how can hydrogen peroxide be h2o5?! gawddddkill me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109540153286559841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109540153286559841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109540153286559841' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109534384410113900</id><published>2004-09-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T22:10:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i like you. i like you! iiiii like you. almost love you but like you. you make me wna smile, you make me wna sing. goshh i like you. you're good. you're really good. i like you. i lilililike youlol. wna know where i go tht from?go to http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/ilike.html lols. damn cute.but quite annoying as well.anywayy. dont wish to talk about exams.sacrificed my watch for it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109534384410113900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109534384410113900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109534384410113900' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109515413397498879</id><published>2004-09-14T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:28:53.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally decided to use the template cheryn made for me :D hahathanks dearr!anyway todays paper was shitbut oh well its over.(:off`</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109515413397498879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109515413397498879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109515413397498879' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109507872836465156</id><published>2004-09-13T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T17:31:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dreams are just dreamsWhen it's dark inside your headAnd all it takes is a little help from youYou know it's trueThat dreams are for realWhen you see what I seeAnd you feel it tooWe took the longest roadJust to make it harderLet's do it all againIt only makes us strongerCan walk a thousand milesAnd change your lifeWhen dreams lead the wayThe impossible is suddenly in sightEvery step you takeJust</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109507872836465156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109507872836465156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109507872836465156' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574279.post-109501148110079381</id><published>2004-09-13T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T01:51:21.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its 2am and im up.thers school tomorrow but im still up at 2am.yay?haha not really.half yay i guess-on the bad side im up trying to complete my folioand on the bright side ive only 2 more portions left. improvements for the future and realisation. (:was at entertainment mac almost the whole day today.something really embarassing happened,in eeffort to open up my mayo pack, i hit my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109501148110079381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5574279/posts/default/109501148110079381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letting-you-go.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109501148110079381' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08883907413579956518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
