<?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-38784610</id><updated>2012-01-14T14:43:53.733+08:00</updated><category term='memories'/><category term='valentina'/><category term='ACJ-AJ'/><category term='olevels'/><category term='school.is.killing.me'/><category term='(2)'/><category term='choir'/><category term='vday.'/><title type='text'>speechless</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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/&gt;changing blog soon! blogger has too little privacy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6862971195093754578?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6862971195093754578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6862971195093754578' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6862971195093754578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6862971195093754578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/www.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7231804472892234255</id><published>2007-11-16T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T23:50:13.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear girl, what are you doing when you ought to be sleeping because you have run tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;havent ran for so so longgg.. still msning a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly realised from him that athletes, at a certain level sacrifice many things in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;of course there are some that can juggle all, family, love life, friends, church nad still got some personal time. but there are just too many athletes out there that have some degree of regret because of the commitement to their sport.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7231804472892234255?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7231804472892234255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7231804472892234255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7231804472892234255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7231804472892234255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-girl-what-are-you-doing-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-8878167042885730757</id><published>2007-11-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:01:03.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TJC. played okay today.&lt;br /&gt;tjc guys are good.maybe they got more experience etc.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shuicheng owes me S$50 for todays win:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8878167042885730757?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3704652176193544851</id><published>2007-11-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:10:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i didnt really take note till today, but i realised this is my 100th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played karmun for selections today, she was sick, so i dint really feel good about winning.maybe if we played another day, the results would have been different. at some point i did feel it was unfair, and wondered why i never asked not to play today. my toenail broke today too, first time. im afraid of pain, so i jus plastered it and continued the second set. tmr against tjc, hope i will do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but it seems to be more than just another sport, another CCA to me. sometimes i feel it means something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up realising i have lost what i used to have. i dreamt about four of us. and i dint want to wake up, but the alarm still woke me up, and the dream, i could never return too. the morning was especially cold, as i listened to songs on the mrt, i couldnt help but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really want to blame everything on you, how could you just break me so easily? but its also me. i didnt manage to capture your heart, and just let it slip away.. i gave in too much because i felt too much for you. but maybe that is not what you want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i couldnt run fast enough, and you couldnt slow down for me. my fitness is at absolute zero, while youre training hard everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know as im thinking of you, im no longer part of your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it would really help if i could just keep my mind on something else everyday on the mrt. it is hard. today as i walked out of school, i was wondering if i would feel better; happier, if i had someone to talk to as i went home, someone to call to tell them i have won, someone to whine to about the small little broken nail, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that someone, i was thinking of you. even though your number was typed into my phone for so many times, i never once pressed the call button.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3704652176193544851?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3704652176193544851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>she could forgive everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"i no longer have feelings for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;his simple words, but it made her cry.why is it so easy for him to say, for difficult for her to accept?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many people how there marry the people they truly love.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if people still believe in marriage.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how much it takes for two people to be together.&lt;br /&gt;im marvelled, that using P&amp;amp;C, you will know that the chances of him and her falling in love, is lower many other occurances.&lt;br /&gt;much less getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random rants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8886538066841301381?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1702011127749119210</id><published>2007-11-12T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:26:16.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tiramisu.i feel like having it now.it gives me the warm feeling(:&lt;br /&gt;cookies and cream ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;oreo cheesecake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1702011127749119210?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1702011127749119210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1702011127749119210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131621090583759746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzcuMYIly4I/AAAAAAAAADw/LBZ_zZfN_UA/s200/untitled321.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOVEHATE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5128777188139947303?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5128777188139947303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5128777188139947303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5128777188139947303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5128777188139947303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovehate.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzcuMYIly4I/AAAAAAAAADw/LBZ_zZfN_UA/s72-c/untitled321.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-95061107265408792</id><published>2007-11-09T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T00:08:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;today is a good emotion day(:&lt;br /&gt;i cleared the stuff off my table.its a step ive taken today at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-95061107265408792?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/95061107265408792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=95061107265408792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/95061107265408792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/95061107265408792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/wait-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-134279397762045942</id><published>2007-11-07T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:04:22.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im thinking of the things i am willing to trade just to have this year back again. rewind pls, to the last day of Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-134279397762045942?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-8485893716751573788</id><published>2007-11-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:54:39.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;even though i dont really know how to go about doing it right now, i want to enjoy the most beautiful things soon, even if its the simplest action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;because, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;..........................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sometimes i guess in everyone you would wish to live life like you will die tomorrow, love like you have never been hurt before. but we just cant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;would you escape from the truth and pretend not to know anything because youre afraid?i would, and i have chosen to do so. because i no longer, or never had the courage to face up to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;keep all this away, and just stay happy playing quadra-pop.i wonder, for how long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had YES today.more work, but for a better future i guess. &lt;em&gt;aloysius is the living and breathing example darhdarhdarh&lt;/em&gt;. yes i know and i too hope i could have been like him, able to put in so much time into YES and entre stuff. but i just cant. my family means that much to me, plus squash. understand me. after A levels, if you give me the chance, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will show you, i can be so much more than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8485893716751573788?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/8485893716751573788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=8485893716751573788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8485893716751573788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8485893716751573788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/even-though-i-dont-really-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2990956105427322268</id><published>2007-11-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:16:47.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzHW0RrKlJI/AAAAAAAAADg/sRVlR3qVq4M/s1600-h/03112007039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130117644137698450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzHW0RrKlJI/AAAAAAAAADg/sRVlR3qVq4M/s200/03112007039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzHW0hrKlKI/AAAAAAAAADo/ebmKK57gC5E/s1600-h/03112007097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130117648432665762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RzHW0hrKlKI/AAAAAAAAADo/ebmKK57gC5E/s200/03112007097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;squash training was good today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, these are some photos. i like the emo coconut shot.i took it(: more can be found on facebook, (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2990956105427322268?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2990956105427322268/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6767163540537614815</id><published>2007-11-06T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:58:31.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a feeling, 02122007 would be my worst birthday.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6767163540537614815?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6767163540537614815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6767163540537614815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6767163540537614815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6767163540537614815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-feeling-02122007-would-be-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2562053855005302063</id><published>2007-11-05T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:43:44.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another longgg day.&lt;br /&gt;conflict management course, then followed by squash. i slept before training(:&lt;br /&gt;but today's training is still not as intensive as before promos, no PT.&lt;br /&gt;dont know if its good or badd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2562053855005302063?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2562053855005302063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2562053855005302063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2562053855005302063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2562053855005302063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-longgg-day.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2303394784992871139</id><published>2007-11-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:49:10.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a place i do not have to meet your expectations.&lt;br /&gt;a place i do not have to meet the family's expectations&lt;br /&gt;a place i do not have to meet my friends' expectations.&lt;br /&gt;a night of .&lt;br /&gt;i dont even know how to describe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2303394784992871139?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2881474640872657288</id><published>2007-11-04T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:36:26.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i was voted on facebook by lynette to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;most likely to live happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;. she must be to caught up with stanley to fail to see the truth for now.&lt;br /&gt;well, facebook is not so addictive anymore. after two days, its getting quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, yesterday the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AJSquash had chalet at SAF holiday chalets&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;i reached tampines at about 1105, and i missed sam and baowen and had to buy stuff with pingkee and maokun. that dint turn out too good, cos they just wanted me there so that they can blame it all on me, " &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;we seeked grace's approval on this!", &lt;/span&gt;so that the girls wont scold them too badly or something. in the end, i guess it was still okay lar, but maybe a little towards e ex side. we wanted to go macs to GET salt and pepper( macs breakfast) for marinating our fish instead of buying, but macs is smart and had already kept all of it! so we ended up having to make do with the black pepper sauce.&lt;br /&gt;and, we saw a very very long queue outside tampines mall so we decided to go out to the main road for cab. everywhere we went, there were no available cabs. wasted close to 45 mins taking buses back to where we were originally, the mall, and close to 1 1/2 hr to finally reach SAF chalet..&lt;br /&gt;then after lazing around the house, sam karmun and me decided to go cycle ard. went past some scary changi houses, and then we went to the beach. its so nice at the beach! as usual we took alot of photos, and one of them i particularly like which is of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emo coconut&lt;/span&gt;! haha shall upload it on friendster or facebook!then after fooling ard finally went back to the bbq, and this time, i finally started the fire!one by myself!haha feel quite proud cos the guys are supposed to do this, but squashers are lazy.. so shant depend on them. hahah and the bbq started darhdarhdarh. halfway &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dad suddenly said for the first time in my life that i could stay in the chalet!&lt;/span&gt;super happy. but after a while, talking to a friend and all, it dint seem that much interesting alr. even though it was still quite fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but a part of me still wished it was spent with someone else, or some other people lar&lt;/span&gt;. i mean how much nice could staring at romantic stars, finding north star on the beach, watching planes fly past over you and making wishes along, WITH the squash team. okay its not that bad, but everything could always be better right. well, but im still happy that i got to stay!hahah(:&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to look at the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; tranvestites&lt;/span&gt;, there was one that i was particularly sad about lar, she/he din look that good so when we came back at abt 5 in the morning, she was still there left alone:( the guys watched some soccer matches, but i guessed i dozed off on the table. then they played cards and poker the night thru and before we knew it,( we only went back to the chalet at 3) it was 5. i think i slept from 5 to 6 then we went to the bench again to see the sun rise. its quite nice, and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;beach there is really romantic and nice&lt;/span&gt;!!!!(:&lt;br /&gt;the later part of the day was then spent eating, playing and cycling! oh yar cycling! went with pingkee and maokun to cycle. very fun. they cycled all the way to downtown and the journey was enjoyable. we stopped somewhere where there were swings( cos i wanted to), and the guys cant enjoy swings. they cant swing high. hahah, but this time when i swang, i got the sick feeling in my stomach:( cycling for close to 2 1/2 hrs is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T I R I N G!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then baowen's dad finally came to fetch us at 3 plus to home sweet home! (thanks uncle!)i slept on the mrt, really deep sleep i think. i almost thought i slept all the way to jurong east..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2881474640872657288?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2881474640872657288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2881474640872657288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2881474640872657288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2881474640872657288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha-i-was-voted-on-facebook-by-lynette.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5793888849138717928</id><published>2007-10-31T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:53:05.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5793888849138717928?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5793888849138717928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5793888849138717928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5793888849138717928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5793888849138717928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/you.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2818711937880607597</id><published>2007-10-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T22:21:44.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER is CRAZY.my template is screwed up.will try to make it better, when i feel like it. i will password protect it that only desirable people view it, and stuff it with games so i wont be bored. till then ta-ta. im still waiting for GRACE WRITTEN REPORT.HA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2818711937880607597?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2818711937880607597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2818711937880607597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2818711937880607597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2818711937880607597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogger-is-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7249487961379577136</id><published>2007-10-29T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:32:50.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RyWocBrKlEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NoXiEZCbogI/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126688950270465090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RyWocBrKlEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NoXiEZCbogI/s200/DSC01275.JPG" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks nice, that photo from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RyWocRrKlFI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ib4ErtvXIZ8/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126688954565432402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RyWocRrKlFI/AAAAAAAAADA/Ib4ErtvXIZ8/s200/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it fools everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7249487961379577136?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7249487961379577136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7249487961379577136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7249487961379577136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7249487961379577136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-looks-nice-that-photo-from-past.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RyWocBrKlEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/NoXiEZCbogI/s72-c/DSC01275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1016159781635960452</id><published>2007-10-29T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:28:04.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;haha, im impressed with my own emo-literature(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE IS FEELING SICK. first i got a bit of sore throat yesterday, and today i got flu. this afternoon when i came back i got flu, slight fever and sore throat. and my speech still is crap. not forgetting Oral Presentation on Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;omg, go away illness. haha okay going to check on what grace means already. im waiting for the 3000 word written report about what my name means. did i tell you my name is officially used to named a guitar?haha feel so honoured, better register it in singapore ministry of births and deaths to make it more official.HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was crap.i forgot i cant use the dictionary onehalfhr later, and ended up cracking my brain to think of all the words. never had this problem ever, and at the most important exam, THE ELCTRONIC DICTIONARY SCREWED UP. IT JUS WENT BLANK. im lucky i brought the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suki sushi at angmokio is lousy.dont go there. according to zhenkai, the soba noodles are like chewing gum, and chawamushi from sakae is still better. have been eating too much fried unhealthy stuff recently. illness illness go away. my immunity is so low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah i shall blame it all on you, you dont even know so you wont mind. you its all your fault. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1016159781635960452?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1016159781635960452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1016159781635960452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1016159781635960452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1016159781635960452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/haha-im-impressed-with-my-own-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1640849927151305003</id><published>2007-10-27T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T14:28:55.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this time was different,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and it cut me like a knife when you walked out of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rihanna - Cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we'll all do well for OP and Monday's Chinese paper. hope it will be easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1640849927151305003?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1640849927151305003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1640849927151305003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1640849927151305003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1640849927151305003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-time-was-different-and-it-cut-me.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7999170979205811651</id><published>2007-10-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:21:39.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rx9wenwOZxI/AAAAAAAAACw/V5IGPLU8R10/s1600-h/DSC01255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124938572340553490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rx9wenwOZxI/AAAAAAAAACw/V5IGPLU8R10/s200/DSC01255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a fun day at school AUDI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;an empty heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/gracemyname"&gt;www.friendster.com/gracemyname&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7999170979205811651?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7999170979205811651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7999170979205811651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7999170979205811651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7999170979205811651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-day-at-school-audi.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rx9wenwOZxI/AAAAAAAAACw/V5IGPLU8R10/s72-c/DSC01255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3676982573095633562</id><published>2007-10-22T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:10:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seen many things i wanted to blog about recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day when i was on my way home, i saw a inter-racial couple, indian and chinese. it is this type of couples that make me believe that we can achieve peace, that we can all live happily, without aunties discriminating against the malays or indians or chinese. that we all belong to this race called the HUMAN race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been having weird dreams lately.&lt;br /&gt;i so look forward.to what i dont know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3676982573095633562?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3676982573095633562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3676982573095633562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3676982573095633562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3676982573095633562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/seen-many-things-i-wanted-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6762965261556905388</id><published>2007-10-16T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:00:52.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RxTDbnwOZwI/AAAAAAAAACo/hI7zuWP5p04/s1600-h/youtoo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121933555522234114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RxTDbnwOZwI/AAAAAAAAACo/hI7zuWP5p04/s200/youtoo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lots of random thoughts are just in my mind these few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;does love survive marriage?i was reading this book that night," remind me again why i married you". although the story doesnt really addresses the question they raised, which is does love survive marriage, it is quite funny, especially the female protagonist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ABCDE.my grades for promos, not up to my expectations.disappointed, but i guess i can only work harder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;squash selftrain had been meaningless today, all shots with no power, playing with wayne leaves me running BUT not getting all the shots he hit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written report + insight and reflection draft to be handed in on thursday. i hate this! after promos is supposed to be relaxed, and just for me to train everyday. and smash the ball into the wall to release all my emotions. i think this method really works in giving me more power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking to my friend about future occupation. YAR i have decided. i want to be a PRINCESS. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope the petition letter for Mr Koh really works. it didnt really touch me( im not that difficult to gan3 dong4 right.) but i hope it is okay for the others. Mr koh really rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched the finale for metamorphosis last night. well, death is really an apt ending. maybe only when he die, she gets to release all the emotions she had to hold back. loved him and trusted only him, yet he hurt her the deepest. well, there was love even if they believed in different things.. she put her ring back on after he died. i wonder why must things always end with death to make a apt closing. what if he dint die? she can never forgive him? Death is to make the audience remember the show. well it did, for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i created a new display picture. REFER TO ABOVE&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello, and of course you were always on my mind. RIGHT. no my mind was on other things too.like those above. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my life is becoming such a triviality! i used to look forward esp. to my seventeenth birthday cos i thought i will celebrate it with you. 17th, yar okay.its just another birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well.im seeking to make this more interesting. perhaps a few days later it would. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like real&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so many many things on my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6762965261556905388?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6762965261556905388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6762965261556905388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6762965261556905388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6762965261556905388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/lots-of-random-thoughts-are-just-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RxTDbnwOZwI/AAAAAAAAACo/hI7zuWP5p04/s72-c/youtoo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3408367920833814458</id><published>2007-10-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T22:19:43.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the memories we had, i will hold close to my heart. it feels as if in every part of singapore, i would have experienced something with you there. a ache, sometimes dull, sometimes acute, but always there. i wonder if it will fade away with time, and as i learn to pack my days and get better at smiling when it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to be friends, not acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;but its weird, i dont know how. i dont know how to treat you like yiyao, or  jenson or zhenkai.&lt;br /&gt;because, the weirdest type of friends, are those together-turned-friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meandyou.&lt;br /&gt;020107-220907/101007&lt;br /&gt;me and you&lt;br /&gt;170107-_______&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3408367920833814458?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3408367920833814458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3408367920833814458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3408367920833814458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3408367920833814458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/memories-we-had-i-will-hold-close-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7804829888952903217</id><published>2007-10-07T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:47:40.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quiz?HAHA from mel&lt;br /&gt;1. yiyao&lt;br /&gt;2. davis&lt;br /&gt;3. natasha&lt;br /&gt;4. winyee&lt;br /&gt;5. regina&lt;br /&gt;6. xinling&lt;br /&gt;7. jenson&lt;br /&gt;8. josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 6?&lt;br /&gt;xinling- from when we were the small little primary three students and her with her very funny smile((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you friends with 3?&lt;br /&gt;natasha; haha cos her laughter is unique and shes funny, fun and squashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 7 in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;-jenson, not officially but sort of. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you kissed 1?- yiyao, haha NO. although he likes to think hes super desirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugged 4?- winyee, haha sort of but i cant really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anything sexual with 5?&lt;br /&gt;haha yar sureeee. shes REGINA:D&lt;br /&gt;Would 1 and 8 make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;-josh and yiyao,haha yar maybe. the first time they met someone went into the toilet to hide?(: no offence.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you know 2?&lt;br /&gt;-davis, three million years, all joy and laughter, tears i cried FOR you, (haha honoured?), crazty stuff that we tell each other, our friendship shall never fade away((:&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever kiss 7?-&lt;br /&gt;jenson, HAHA no.&lt;br /&gt;its meant for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Whats a good memory with 5?&lt;br /&gt;taking cool pictures anywhere and just sitting there talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever hugged 8?&lt;br /&gt;-josh.hahaha yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love 4?&lt;br /&gt;-yeap, my POsh FAMILY((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 5 nice?&lt;br /&gt;yes, reg is nice and there for you!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 3?-&lt;br /&gt;haha first day in AJC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you laugh?-everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you smile?- everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw 4?&lt;br /&gt;winyee, friday last paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 3 and 6 make a cute couple?-&lt;br /&gt;haha umm not really..ling and natasha.nat will drive her CRAZY and ling will die. i dont want tht.HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 8 love you?-&lt;br /&gt;haha, if he loves me, i'll love him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see 3 a lot?- natasha&lt;br /&gt;yup, i see her perspiring like crazy every morning/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 4 in 3 words?- worrying.about. promos.&lt;br /&gt;winyee, dont worry anymore!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you buy 1 for their birthday?- yiyao&lt;br /&gt;he really lacks nothing and given his ability he can get anything.&lt;br /&gt;millions of maple cards maybe, ahah when cash just floods my room i will do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you travelled anywhere with 5?- regina,&lt;br /&gt;haha yar all around singapore(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have fun with 7?-jenson&lt;br /&gt;squash sessions full of screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 2 a cool person?- davis.&lt;br /&gt;haha pretty cool. I.C.E Q.u.e.e.n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the loudest?-- myself.haha no i would say natasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of them get on your nerves sometimes?- all of them,:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know when 6's birthday is?- weng: 19 october.shes my eternal friend!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you really think of 3?- natasha, crazy squealer, but a really great friend, can talk and play, anything goes!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best memory with 4?- winyee.&lt;br /&gt;just sitting there with POsh talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 1 even know you?- yiyao, he sees me almost everyday, knows me like a cell in body, and a great friend who will hurt me when neccessary to prevent me from getting into deeper trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 5 happy?- xinling, i think she is? jus a bit tired from last night maybe?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 7 live close?-jenson, quite close la.&lt;br /&gt;singapore is only that big.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any classes with 2? davis,&lt;br /&gt;not anymore, but i still remember the days we sat tgt in sec3 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you and 3 ever hooked up?- natasha&lt;br /&gt;haha will probably.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you and 8 close?-josh&lt;br /&gt;haha,so close and yet very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna kiss 5?- regina.&lt;br /&gt;haha i dont like to kiss girls strictly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 6 a good person?-she is among the best people on earth who will do loads of sweet things for her friends(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 2 own a car?-piks: Nope. I wonder if she'll ever learn how to drive.. Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you choose your Top 8?-they just came to my mind(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha(: fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7804829888952903217?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7804829888952903217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7804829888952903217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7804829888952903217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7804829888952903217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/quizhaha-from-mel-1.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-126573387822080973</id><published>2007-10-04T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:13:10.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When a GUY is quiet and is alone, He is thinking how good you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He is thinking what he has to do later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY is lying on his bed, He is thinking deeply why he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he will fall asleep in a min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY looks at you in your eyes, He wants to tell you how much he loves you and how important you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He just wanna make you feel &lt;strong&gt;as if&lt;/strong&gt; youre special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY answers "I'm Fine" after awhile, He is not and most probably feels hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He really is just fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When a GUY keeps asking you the same question, He is wondering why you are lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He has nothing more to say to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY hugs you while sleeping, He is wishing that you would belong to him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He lost his pillow to hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY calls or smses you everyday, He Misses You and wants your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He feels responsible for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when a GUY wants to see you everyday, He cares for you and want to know how are you today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY says I love you, He really means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He said that cos you said it first&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY says that he can't live without you, He has made up his mind that you are his future wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He will forget what he said that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GUY says "I Miss You", He really wants to see you, maybe immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's just a thing that will fade for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;note: this is just a one-off thing.something i felt at THIS moment. maybe the next moment i'll be feeling something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-126573387822080973?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/126573387822080973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=126573387822080973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/126573387822080973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/126573387822080973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-guy-is-quiet-and-is-alone-he-is.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4696931158270882645</id><published>2007-10-04T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:55:56.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday to thursday: almost over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;chinese in one hour,hope it is going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;this week has passed, finally.&lt;br /&gt;examinations are almost over,&lt;br /&gt;please make physics EASY,really easy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never thought that singapore could be that cold.or is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4696931158270882645?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4696931158270882645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4696931158270882645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4696931158270882645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4696931158270882645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/10/monday-to-thursday-almost-over-and-done.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6281852825580082983</id><published>2007-09-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:35:57.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the stupidest thing is when two people from two worlds apart meet and fall in love. but as time passes, they fall out of it.&lt;br /&gt;the distance between them grows way out of that that was separating two strangers, the two of them, before they met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gotta Go my own way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say what's in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Something about us&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem right these days&lt;br /&gt;life keeps getting in the way&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we try, somehow the plan is always rearranged&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to say&lt;br /&gt;But I've gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt;You'll be ok..&lt;br /&gt;I've go to move on and be who I am&lt;br /&gt;I just don't belong hereI hope you understand&lt;br /&gt;We might find our place in thisworld someday&lt;br /&gt;But at least for now&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go my own away&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get my hopes upand&lt;br /&gt; I watch them fall everytime&lt;br /&gt;Another colour turns to grey and&lt;br /&gt;it's just too hard to watch it&lt;br /&gt;all slowly fade away&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving today 'cause I've gotta do what's best for me&lt;br /&gt; you'll be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos are the stupidest thing on earth.really cant wait for it end and go back to the normal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6281852825580082983?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6281852825580082983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6281852825580082983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6281852825580082983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6281852825580082983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/09/stupidest-thing-is-when-two-people-from.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2711494178991774756</id><published>2007-09-14T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T22:20:21.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beautiful Seed, you can change the world, you can make people believe in you, you give them hope and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;all this you can do, as long as you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2711494178991774756?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2711494178991774756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2711494178991774756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2711494178991774756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2711494178991774756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/09/beautiful-seed-you-can-change-world-you.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5616937325983415488</id><published>2007-09-03T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:26:57.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever walked in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;when you're feeling happy, or when theres someone with you, you will probably feel that the rain is a blessing, that it cools you down. it reminds you of romantic scenes in movies.&lt;br /&gt;when you're not that happy, and try walking in the rain, the rain isnt cooling. its cold and you shiver because you can only look on as they share their umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is such a wonderful thing. it makes you feel the warmth grow in your heart, to know that someone out there, someone maybe you havent met and still dont know cares for you. and that he/she will be the person who will do that for the rest of their lives without ever regreting their decision no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it also crushes people because this emotion is in every human being. a person i think, is only truly invulnerable when there is no longer anyone in this world he cares for. at that time, is there even any meaning in his life? yes he is living for himself, but what is the point if you will always be alone and no other people in your life? in your life journey will be you and only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly got a burst of emotion yesterday.do i really complain alot? am i really feeling ungrateful throughout my life? remembered my conversation with my neighbour on the way to school today. out of all that i've said, how much longer will i hold on to that belief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens, no matter how sad i may become sometimes because of this weirdest emotion, i still believe in this thing called love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my posts are random. well, greenapple is characterised by its randomness. its not a site for readers to get examples they can quote in their gp essays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5616937325983415488?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5616937325983415488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5616937325983415488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5616937325983415488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5616937325983415488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/09/ever-walked-in-rain-when-youre-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2240645093433216627</id><published>2007-08-04T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:09:44.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.Girls cry because...&lt;br /&gt;1. They're sad...&lt;br /&gt;2. They're scared...&lt;br /&gt;3. They're nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. They're frustrated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They're missing someone...&lt;br /&gt;6. They're alone...&lt;br /&gt;7. They're PMSing...&lt;br /&gt;8. They're pregnant..&lt;br /&gt;9. Their heart is broken...&lt;br /&gt;10. They're in love...&lt;br /&gt;11. Their souls have been torn...&lt;br /&gt;12. They met a boy they cannot have..&lt;br /&gt;13. They fell in love with a boy...&lt;br /&gt;14. They hurt so bad inside..&lt;br /&gt;.15. They're mad...&lt;br /&gt;16. Something bad happend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. JUST BECAUSE THEY FEEL LIKE CRYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******:&lt;strong&gt;MEN If any girl you know is crying and you see them, don't just stand there and say you're sorry. Hold them and tell them everything will be okay, even if you have no idea what is wrong with them. Girls just want to be held and know that someone cares about them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from friendster.ever so appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever felt like you were always second choice?&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2240645093433216627?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2240645093433216627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2240645093433216627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2240645093433216627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2240645093433216627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-350324360042438144</id><published>2007-07-14T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T16:58:26.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fairytales and fantasies is when you watch The Prince and ME and see that he made her his fiancee, and overnight she became a princess. they were supposed to live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;but reality is when they come up with The Prince and Me 2 and tobloids, lies, misunderstandings, hateful liars, and the very fact that they belong to different worlds, things that pushed them together in the first place now driving them apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-350324360042438144?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/350324360042438144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=350324360042438144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/350324360042438144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/350324360042438144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>reserve squash league 2007&lt;br /&gt;nats should have won!&lt;br /&gt;the lineup difference would mean we could have tied.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7652250717083907108?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7652250717083907108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7652250717083907108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7652250717083907108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7652250717083907108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/07/reserve-squash-league-2007-nats-should.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4348993324179691018</id><published>2007-07-07T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T13:23:26.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO!just got back three of my term papers and i really really didnt do well.AT ALL. i hate this!&lt;br /&gt;b-chinese&lt;br /&gt;c-chemistry&lt;br /&gt;d-physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im guessing all the other subjects are also as terrible.i dont want an E!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5037271630018478238</id><published>2007-06-30T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T15:59:44.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;“You see, before you fall in love, you’re like leaves scattered around this parking lot, worlds apart and all. And then, love happens—the whirlwind—and you’re swept up from where you were. You’re caught up in the moment, your thoughts and emotions spinning like mad. And when it ends, you settle back down to the real world. After that, you’ve got the memory of the whirlwind in your head. If you were a leaf in this parking lot, you’ll remember that short span of time when you were, even for just a few seconds, closer to the skies.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel, like a princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5037271630018478238?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5037271630018478238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5037271630018478238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5037271630018478238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5037271630018478238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-see-before-you-fall-in-love-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3348565784291083104</id><published>2007-06-28T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:47:28.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the last day for all the papers!totally did not have the mood to study the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today's chinese paper was really out of the ordinary.my mind was totally blank when the topic was: treating others with sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after thinking alot, i decided to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A was studying in a university, and outside the university was a cemetery.standing in it was a guy. he was normal, but in his arms was A's greatests love, cajovoi, the flower of hope.&lt;br /&gt;A walked up to B, and B told A his story.&lt;br /&gt;the one that laid beneath the ground they are stepping on is his first love. They were born on the same day, but on their 18th birthday, she had to leave him. she passed away from luekemia. A remembered the tears he saw in B's eyes, the sorrow,the sadness?&lt;br /&gt;how could it be fake?&lt;br /&gt;-more drama and emotions between--&lt;br /&gt;blah blah, they got married.&lt;br /&gt;but later, when A's dad passed away, B realised everything was a lie.&lt;br /&gt;from the first time they met, everything was arranged by B. what he wanted was A's fortune, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;the month of may comes with good weather, described by writers to be the month of sweet budding romance.but in that month, they got a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;A could not understand why everything had to be a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saw B walking out onto the road. there was a car zooming past. everything happened so quick.&lt;br /&gt;A saw herself pushed B away, and then, everything went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B asked A why did she do that?didnt he already told her everything he did was not true?it was not from his heart, not sincere and nothing to him at all?&lt;br /&gt;A did not answer, but she knew the answer in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;even if B dint put any sincerity in his feelings for her, and that it was all a lie, it actually dint really matter.&lt;br /&gt;because, she will never need to regret. she was sincere in her love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the sunset, A smiled. tomorrow will just be another new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was alright,chem was okay too.like i said, it doesnt really matter, because all i was doing was looking forward to the end of the day!the happy family was going towning!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;super fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i really cant write it out now.all i know is, the most fun part about everything is that we can &lt;strong&gt;just stand anywhere and talk and have fun.like even in the middle of borders&lt;/strong&gt;, anywhere it doesnt matter, &lt;strong&gt;as long as we are together.((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cooking really is fun.i had fun with all the talks &lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; had, and i finally realised what nat really wants.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and today i realised, i have really a great bunch of friends.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2407, happy family&lt;/span&gt; and ill never forget the bp family, like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yiyao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;davis&lt;/span&gt; and 08eggers and so many many more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3348565784291083104?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3348565784291083104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3348565784291083104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rn3vc913_vI/AAAAAAAAACg/tnNUb9SLnPE/s1600-h/sentosa2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079479235659693810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rn3vc913_vI/AAAAAAAAACg/tnNUb9SLnPE/s200/sentosa2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tHEHAppYFAMIlY(minus winyee!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we should  have taken more pictures.dont you think yanlin is so close to jenson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5833626893511568646?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5833626893511568646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4836575311393991919</id><published>2007-06-20T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:49:12.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.nothing to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4836575311393991919?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4836575311393991919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4836575311393991919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4836575311393991919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4836575311393991919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1377602880192117234</id><published>2007-06-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:48:39.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;SENTOSA HAPPYFAMILY!((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups after like so long, happy family decided to go to Sentosa for family outing.but the people who went were like,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; plus one minus one.plus dear minus winyee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at 9am, only i reached on time.then josh then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jensonandyanlin&lt;/span&gt; reach.they were wearing matching colors damn cute. then guess who was the latest?aiya,its just natasha and zhenkai, turning up in slippers that belong to each other and zk's giant leg trying to break nat's slippers.but obviously,they think its supe cute. haha.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went the bus place,and zk cant resist eating prata with curry,so we waited for him.and the whatever i ordered became green tea.no surprise.i already got green tea once.bleh.i wanted apple tea.bus bus to sentosa,din really look outside and see where we were going cos someone was busy trying to take photos,but failed.jenson,..too slow.nat woke up already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached the beach station,and took the tram to siloso beach.not really alot of peopl,so we managed to find a spot.and yanlin flashed out her poncho and so we could put all our bags on it..nat and zk went to blade,dear and i went to walk, so yanlin and jenson were left there.no one knew what they did, so i cant write about it too.haha :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked walked walked.super long.then like halfway, nat and zk just zoomed past..walked all the way to palawan beach, which was really very far if you ever tried walked.geography students observing the sea.funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs beach was quite empty, which was good.&lt;br /&gt;when we went back to siloso, we saw nat and zk in the water.then josh spotted the other couple. i cant see what they were doing under the water, but i think i saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;linked hands.but they auto break when i called jenson's name&lt;/span&gt;. and they were super anti social. four of us, then the two of them enjoying the sea.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch, jenson and yanlin disappeared to dunno where AGAIN, and we went for the luge and skyride before that. according to SOMEONE, im so slow, butcant help it right.lol i dont want to crash or something. you watch too much f1 so youre not scared la.and you should have drop your slippers on your way up.i think that would have been really really very funny.((:&lt;br /&gt;went back to the sea again.swam to the other shore,fun!have never done that, so it was really great..haha having a lifeguard beside me helps, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the queue to bath was super long, so yl and i bathed in the open instead.wasnt very clean, but had to make do with it. haha dinner at vivo, super tired by the time the day ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i wouldnt mind having another day with you.&lt;br /&gt;even if im burnt like crazy and so so painful now!!:(&lt;br /&gt;lovesmyhappyfamily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1377602880192117234?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3199178455186481945</id><published>2007-06-15T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:04:05.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was with my brother that night, and he asked me if there are things that i keep because they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mean more than what they are&lt;/span&gt; to me.i know my brother does, because he's sentimental despite all he says. i know he keeps like pieces of paper that mean nothing to others but that box he will rescue the first if a fire breaks out. i looked at him and said i did. besides everything i keep in my heart, i have a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;golden box&lt;/span&gt; i placed on the first shelf of my cupboard, in it with all the things i have collected over the years. everything that has been with me since i got that golden box in sec two.from a box that means something more than a box, it became something that memories are kept. its now full, and now i then, i would empty its contents and memories will come back. paper that is about to just break into pieces from the past, new cards and new letters, new memories mixed in with the old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from that time i got that box, we have all grown up. more memories are created, more people come into our lives. but where we come from and where it all start, we should never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;nice to recollect,but in the end are just still memories&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;words carved into my heart cannot be erased.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3199178455186481945?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-8554028911441772441</id><published>2007-06-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:58:03.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long long day..another 5 more newspaper articles to go, four more content subjects to study for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8554028911441772441?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/8554028911441772441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=8554028911441772441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8554028911441772441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8554028911441772441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/long-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2297968131144590757</id><published>2007-06-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:26:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rm66Xd13_uI/AAAAAAAAACY/vUo60kTUo80/s1600-h/happyfamily!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075198742403481314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rm66Xd13_uI/AAAAAAAAACY/vUo60kTUo80/s200/happyfamily!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zhenkai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jenson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;winyee&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;natasha&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yanlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Happy Family 2407&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nadal won &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;french&lt;/span&gt; open!love him loads loads.im so happy that he has won the title for the third time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;federer,i think i could see tears in his eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2297968131144590757?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2297968131144590757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2297968131144590757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2297968131144590757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2297968131144590757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/zhenkai-jenson-winyee-me-natasha-yanlin.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rm66Xd13_uI/AAAAAAAAACY/vUo60kTUo80/s72-c/happyfamily!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1313027049269800000</id><published>2007-06-09T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:59:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just realised i have a mountain of homework!AHH.okay i will try to clear them on monday,but theres trainin on monday?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe should go do on tuesday.bleh so much to do!i hate homework and tests that reduce me to nothing in front of the test papers,where the questions are meant to kill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1313027049269800000?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1313027049269800000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1313027049269800000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1313027049269800000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1313027049269800000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-realised-i-have-mountain-of.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7977529569739976390</id><published>2007-06-07T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T00:03:03.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway,i still think that although these shows make me wanting to write all those stuff, they shouldnt show it too much.cos theres something that the girl said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i used to think i was the happiest person in the world, cos he loved me. but now i know im actually dreaming and all this is a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,my mum loves to relate it to me,and she will say,&lt;br /&gt;see, girll..they even show it on tv.stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;its just so sad,i love to dream.and i want to live my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7977529569739976390?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7977529569739976390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7977529569739976390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7977529569739976390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7977529569739976390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/anywayi-still-think-that-although-these.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2120284103758254836</id><published>2007-06-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:47:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes we hide things from people cos we dont want to hurt them. we suppress everything we want to actually say because we want to protect them, and do what we deem to be least painful them, hoping that by not facing up to reality and painting a picture of happiness will mean everything bad will disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;escapism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything eventually comes tumbling out, the hurt is unbearable. because everything you did in the past was just fabricate a lie for her to live in. you did everything you did out of obligation for her. it was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a sense of responsibilty&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt; love for &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; your love for her&lt;/span&gt; that prompted you into being with her. When she finds out the truth, that in your heart there is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;someone whom you wish to forget but can no longer forget&lt;/span&gt;, she will collapse.&lt;br /&gt;she will collapse because she cant take it. no amount of apologies will mend the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;but all these came flowing after i watched a episode on the Herbalist Manual( channel 55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not real life experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2120284103758254836?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2120284103758254836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2120284103758254836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2120284103758254836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2120284103758254836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/sometimes-we-hide-things-from-people.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3470253297953776768</id><published>2007-06-07T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T19:17:56.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4 DAYS AGO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rafael nadal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; celebrated his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it reminds me how time flies.like i could remember his 20th birthday just past, and he celebrated it at roland garros and i read about it on atp players' blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;well one year have passed, its already half year gone!&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have half year worth of study in my brain right now.&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3470253297953776768?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3470253297953776768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3470253297953776768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3470253297953776768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3470253297953776768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/4-days-ago-rafael-nadal-celebrated-his.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1204442496989844548</id><published>2007-06-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:45:39.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;whats the difference between &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the day before yesterday&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if only you get what i mean sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1204442496989844548?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1204442496989844548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1204442496989844548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1204442496989844548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1204442496989844548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-difference-between-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-857578494876133964</id><published>2007-06-03T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:23:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;youre coming back in two days' time!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks to twodays!everything becomes clear and i wish i wouldnt die after tmrw's vertical run and tues &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT 8 8 8 8 8 KM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;havent someone told me before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever will be,will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-857578494876133964?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/857578494876133964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=857578494876133964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/857578494876133964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/857578494876133964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/06/youre-coming-back-in-two-days-time-two.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7838378017107509274</id><published>2007-05-31T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:54:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love rafael nadal!was thinking about what i should blog about,and since a friend gave me an idea,this post is dedicated to my favourite sports star, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAFAEL NADAL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i remember the first time i saw nadal play on television was during the french open two years ago.he was wearing this lime green shirt and by that time,he was already World No. 2, when i watched him played, he looks so nice chasing after every ball and putting every effort to reach and win the finals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;he eventually did,and from then on, my life had an additional element to it, i started to talk to mel about tennis and go on atptennis.com and watch the tennis matches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;nadal has progressed so much from being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the king of clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he has gone on to work hard in the recent years in his worst court, the grass court,and successfully reached the finals of winbledon last year.although he lost to federer still,i believe all rafa fans must be proud of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ndeed, nadal also caught much attention for his unique character facing the press and the type of clothes he wear.it is unprecedent that a tennis player have wore pirate pants(3/4s)  to courts, and the colours that nadal wears makes him look good!(except some stupid colors like moss green that nike has chosen to dress him in).the only time he had to wear all white was in the lawns of winbledon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Rafael nadal and roger federer have so many finals shared between the both of them, and i always prefer nadal to federer.because in nadal i can see the emotions when he play. he doesnt let it all out only when he wins a game like federer. he never gives up, and in a recent match against Canas, nadal suffered a setback of 6-0 to Canas, but he still  managed to win the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;To me and to many of nadal fans i feel, it is not JUST how good he is, it is who he is. it feels as if hes not just some superstar from the planet of superstardom, he is just a guy from Mollorca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;RAFAEL NADAL ROCKS!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6671256246234387324</id><published>2007-05-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:03:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i just realised zhenkai got the same template as me!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well,i bet theres many more out there that i dont know of..anyway, this two weeks is gonna be terrible..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt; self training and make up pe, and maybe some shopping at taka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt; combined training--vertical run and 6k..:(( will i live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;:Entrepreneurship training--H3 PW in other words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; i cant rmb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: cant rmb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RlmO61xu9-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UaS7NkRFsts/s1600-h/adidas+bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069239997101438946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RlmO61xu9-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UaS7NkRFsts/s200/adidas+bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha..anyway, im super happy now since i went shopping with my mum ytd and bought the &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; adidas bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i actually called natasha before buying it okay.and bought other stuff as well.wanted to buy the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fila bag&lt;/span&gt;.and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nike bag.&lt;/span&gt;omg i want so many bags.and i need new clothes.haha..really feel like shopping shopping during the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;great singapore sale&lt;/span&gt;!hahah..dear not in singapore, can occupy myself with all these bonding with my mum, although she keeps asking about you.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;loves loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;twelve more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6671256246234387324?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6671256246234387324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6671256246234387324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6671256246234387324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6671256246234387324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-realised-zhenkai-got-same.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RlmO61xu9-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/UaS7NkRFsts/s72-c/adidas+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1572813327456073488</id><published>2007-05-12T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T00:31:06.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it all going to be alright?&lt;br /&gt;or is it going to be downhill from here?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know, and maybe i dont want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,i dont know.really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1572813327456073488?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1572813327456073488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1572813327456073488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1572813327456073488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1572813327456073488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-it-all-going-to-be-alright-or-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4969359497945719530</id><published>2007-05-01T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:50:22.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it comes and goes so fast, fades then get another boost.till its next wave, it continues to disappear. sometimes i wonder am i imagining things, or things arent as i love them to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont blog about happy things cos the feeling goes away as i blog.i blog about stuff i just want it to go away. go away so they dont come back to haunt me so soon, and make me think too much, think too hard, and just make me want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder if all good things come to an end, and if it does, when will it end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least give me a cue, so i wont be without a clue when it strikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just heard on the tv, how many times can a couple break up, make up and move on? or will they just continue in the cycle of breakup and makeup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you, but sometimes i wonder if that is ever enough.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough emo-ing for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;havent been blogging much i guess... school's nice, i just dont like the homework part. it seems like if i dont do some little work, i will drop to the worst in school...hmm..should study while theres still not much training now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chem and physics test on weds!bleh. hope i will scrap past it. but theres squash training on weds!yeah.not bad at all.getting eye protector on weds.girls still havent decide which bag to get. really really hope we can all agree on one, cos im spending away the money meant for the bag.mum has been complaining that im spending more than before, but its all cos of the Adidas jacket and AdiStar. She was okay with buying it too..but seems im supposed to be doing more work and working harder than before for those adidas goods. well i guess thats the price. still cant find the photos for the jacket and shoes, so ive decided to take the photos on my own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcZBs9YIPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jzZTGhVnezc/s1600-h/DSC02666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059540223413199090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcZBs9YIPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jzZTGhVnezc/s320/DSC02666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;       jacket's front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcYxc9YIOI/AAAAAAAAABw/LicREoNTFRQ/s1600-h/DSC02665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059539944240324834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcYxc9YIOI/AAAAAAAAABw/LicREoNTFRQ/s320/DSC02665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;              &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;    jackets back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcZX89YIQI/AAAAAAAAACA/euPEYik_G3c/s1600-h/DSC02667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059540605665288450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcZX89YIQI/AAAAAAAAACA/euPEYik_G3c/s320/DSC02667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the reversible side of the jacket( ilove! formotion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcaEM9YIRI/AAAAAAAAACI/-bhbNunDCl4/s1600-h/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059541365874499858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcaEM9YIRI/AAAAAAAAACI/-bhbNunDCl4/s320/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AdiStar Control Version 4.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all these from &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADIDAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;   (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4969359497945719530?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4969359497945719530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4969359497945719530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4969359497945719530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4969359497945719530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-comes-and-goes-so-fast-fades-then.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/RjcZBs9YIPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/jzZTGhVnezc/s72-c/DSC02666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-565510114088489531</id><published>2007-04-27T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T15:45:16.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont forget all those who walked along with you when youre on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because sometimes we get caught up in all our work, our new life, new environment new everything, what chairman said brought me back for a whileee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADISTAR control 4th version&lt;br /&gt;loveit!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-565510114088489531?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5593951956276792528</id><published>2007-04-21T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T23:07:31.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is a routine i want to get out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant people do this?&lt;br /&gt;love like they have never been hurt,&lt;br /&gt;live like they will die tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its cos they know they wont die tmrw, and instead they have to plan for tmrw. doing things that pave the way for more tmrw to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5593951956276792528?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5593951956276792528/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-8447649359915304747</id><published>2007-04-17T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T22:31:33.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JC got so much much much to do:P&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna blog already.and i havent even like started.this is BAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8447649359915304747?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/8447649359915304747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=8447649359915304747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; flash to come on. waiting and waiting, will this ever end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6199587786514331864?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6199587786514331864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6199587786514331864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6199587786514331864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6199587786514331864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/04/waiting-for-orange-flash-to-come-on.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4016199037858640027</id><published>2007-04-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:56:14.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will like you when you can make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;but i will know, i love you, when you can make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;a walk to remember, i love love love that show!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend has been extremely extremely tough.bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4016199037858640027?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5167455887582643478</id><published>2007-03-27T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T13:02:46.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;why,do you always do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;why,couldnt you just see it thru me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;do you expect me to believe i was the only one to fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its not supposed to feel this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i need you i need you more each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its not supposed to hurt this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still love Avril.i mean her previous songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week of school has passed just like that.every weekend i tell myself i got to do some work,which i did,but i know it was still the bare minimum.which will definitely kill me.gotta start studying,even if in others' perspective means mugging.AHH.i dont know if i can do what i set out to do because i dont love what i am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am starting to like the ideas behind &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The English Teacher&lt;/span&gt; now. Teachers nowadays are merely giving the teenagers junks of General Paper, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;making us grow up into adults &lt;strong&gt;just like them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.face this adult world,learning to varnish words to appear more polite,elegant what have you. we have to face problems we didnt use to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this unrealistic world,but i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to live in it.i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to grow up and act like a 16 ++ year old.(except the times im with natasha and yiyao la.they dont usually care and we play along like kids that really have fun and have no troubles whatsoever about doing general paper homework and making us a bunch of "sturdy idiots").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unrealistic as it may seem, i now know why Peter Pan yearns to be young forever. If there are spaces available in neverland, i would like to enrol my family and i in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im not rational and daydreaming for now.and in 15 mins i have to go attend a lecture again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will wonder if there is someone out there who thinks like me.never wanting to be an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5167455887582643478?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5167455887582643478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5167455887582643478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a lousy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6368859050037394743?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6368859050037394743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6368859050037394743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6368859050037394743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6368859050037394743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/youve-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3191822975082758084</id><published>2007-03-25T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T01:50:31.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to cry and scream to the sea.i want to CRY real hard and let tears fall.i want to go to a place no one knows me.where whatever i do,whatever i feel,is what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you feel like crying,close your eyes.because doing so,tears cant flow out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but think about all the homework i have abandoned and will have SO SO much to catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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type='html'>i stare at the screen and dont know what to type.my head hurts like crazy but i dont feel like sleeping.i get the feeling that time is just slipping like that.like sand sipping out of a person's grasp.it falls,down and down,never going to defy gravity and stay in your hands,no matter what you do.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can ever turn out perfectly the way you want things to.i have everything i want,but without warning,what i have can also be lost.because i have everything,thats why im afraid of losing something.&lt;br /&gt;wondering when life ends,what happens?that will be the end to our journey on Earth.to me,there seem to be no second life.no more family,friends and emotions.you know nothing of what happened before even if you are reborn.16 years have just passed like this.i believe time will pass even faster as we grow older.i do not wish to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;what is happiness?what is sadness?will there be happyness if there was no sadness to contrast the difference?&lt;br /&gt;will there be beauty if there was no ugly?&lt;br /&gt;i believe everything exist for a reason;everything has happened because we were meant to go through.&lt;br /&gt;is it bad to be easily swayed by your emotions?&lt;br /&gt;so many questions,yet no answers.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,there are questions that i wish not to know the answers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7567462238094224726?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7567462238094224726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7567462238094224726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7567462238094224726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7567462238094224726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-stare-at-screen-and-dont-know-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7069082104033629352</id><published>2007-03-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:17:41.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MP,please do not come hunt me down sending your bodyguards just because i gave your son attitude.&lt;br /&gt;its cos he gave me equal or more attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7069082104033629352?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7069082104033629352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7069082104033629352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7069082104033629352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7069082104033629352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/mpplease-do-not-come-hunt-me-down.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2639132540434316009</id><published>2007-03-11T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:35:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss ogf days!although everyday have to wake up super early and have to be the bad guy every morning confiscating valubles,we still have lotsa fun cheering and playing lame games.and we dont have to go for lessons.can start cheer whenever i want and no one thinks youre doing it for the attention!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent been blogging much because the laptop has not been home!urgh!&lt;br /&gt;going to watch music and lyrics tomorow~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCOLOR!grace loves you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7070699151785986580</id><published>2007-03-06T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:47:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people,AJC.&lt;br /&gt;thats where i am going.&lt;br /&gt;that place i went for first three months,found friends and skipped school.even got a call from the vice-principal and appealed against CWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think acjc have a great time rejecting applicants.i will never understand how come despite knowing that they might reject me,i still want to go apply for that school.and for a period of time,i was super hopeful that i will get into AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJC,youre not bad.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i feel,a lot of people treat this school as a second choice.&lt;br /&gt;in pae.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;too. will it ever change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont be disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7070699151785986580?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7070699151785986580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7070699151785986580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7070699151785986580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7070699151785986580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/peopleajc.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5446921913737857803</id><published>2007-03-03T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T18:08:29.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORED !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5446921913737857803?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-939404924922101469</id><published>2007-03-03T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:59:17.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FREAK M1 vodafone!i feel so cheated.&lt;br /&gt;its SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;very.&lt;br /&gt;i tried logging in blogger for 3000 times today,and only on the 3001th attempt did i succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a BORED mood now.&lt;br /&gt;not that you care i care.&lt;br /&gt;or that i care you care.&lt;br /&gt;see?&lt;br /&gt;my behaviour changes.AHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-939404924922101469?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1614507686632673275</id><published>2007-03-03T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T12:50:58.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>engagement rings are more than just a proof of his ability to provide for her.&lt;br /&gt;you dont get engaged to someone whom you think can SOLELY provide for you.&lt;br /&gt;engagement rings symbolises a promise.to be renewed when the couple gets married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1614507686632673275?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1614507686632673275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1614507686632673275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1614507686632673275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1614507686632673275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/engagement-rings-are-more-than-just.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7054165615753991169</id><published>2007-03-01T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:44:49.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just checked out &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oxford Brookes University&lt;/span&gt; website.&lt;br /&gt;if i do want to do my uni there,persuing a degree in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Accounting and Finance(BCs/hons),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have to get &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BBC in A levels,and 30 points for IB students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the annual tuition fee for this cost as of 2009 will be 10,000 sterling pound,which is about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S$30,ooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not inclusive of your acommodation fees,nor living expenses.&lt;br /&gt;it cost around &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;400o pounds&lt;/span&gt; annually for staying in uni halls,and transport will be provided(its called brookes bus).&lt;br /&gt;you need money to eat and everything right.&lt;br /&gt;so to persue an education in Oxford Brookes,please be prepared to pay at least &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s$60,000&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;annually&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and,we singapore students are not eligible for the scholarships offered by the school because you have to be studying A levels or IB in UK in order to apply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want someone else to pay for your education,where you get to enjoy the experience studying abroad?find some Singapore KNOWN company to sponsor you.most likely for such an expensive investment,you will have to sign a contract,bond.and unless youre amongst the top scorers in your cohort,&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pass every single test in your entire life&lt;/span&gt;,i dont see why a scholarship will seek a normal ordinary person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;PSC no longer offer scholarships to Brookes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its strange how i worry about this when i am unsure whether i will pass my next chemistry test&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;youre my TOP singapore university choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7054165615753991169?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7054165615753991169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7054165615753991169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7054165615753991169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7054165615753991169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-checked-out-oxford-brookes.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6688498356837766710</id><published>2007-03-01T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:39:21.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReYs631UgPI/AAAAAAAAABc/GllfTmx5E_0/s1600-h/message_bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036762623192105202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReYs631UgPI/AAAAAAAAABc/GllfTmx5E_0/s320/message_bottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;message in a bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if i put all my love for you into a bottle and throw it into the open sea,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;will you one day chance upon it to show me we're really meant to be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;suddenly remembered how much i love the nicholas sparks' book,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;message in a bottle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.if i remember correctly,i love the letters they wrote for each other.but since we study geography in this REAL world.the bottle cant actually go to the other part of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;because of all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;longshore currents,swash,backwash forming longshore drift&lt;/span&gt;.it will only drift along the coast.yar.it can reach the end of east coast if you throw it from one end.but im afraid it will be deposited before the start of a love story begins.see how &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the real world occasionally brings me back to reality&lt;/span&gt;?ahh!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReYsx31UgOI/AAAAAAAAABU/DBhkLnwaQrc/s1600-h/message_bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6688498356837766710?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6688498356837766710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6688498356837766710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6688498356837766710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6688498356837766710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/03/message-in-bottle.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReYs631UgPI/AAAAAAAAABc/GllfTmx5E_0/s72-c/message_bottle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-5006753334030238871</id><published>2007-02-27T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T12:29:29.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReOzcn1UgNI/AAAAAAAAABE/WUK6E7yn_eo/s1600-h/shooting%20stars%202.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036066112640680146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReOzcn1UgNI/AAAAAAAAABE/WUK6E7yn_eo/s320/shooting%2520stars%25202.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReOzT31UgMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xtP3ZSt-IZw/s1600-h/Shooting%20Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036065962316824770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReOzT31UgMI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xtP3ZSt-IZw/s320/Shooting%2520Stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;these are the &lt;strong&gt;shooting stars!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flower vs well,stars(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dont forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-5006753334030238871?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/5006753334030238871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=5006753334030238871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5006753334030238871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/5006753334030238871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/these-are-shooting-stars-flower-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReOzcn1UgNI/AAAAAAAAABE/WUK6E7yn_eo/s72-c/shooting%2520stars%25202.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4544178719244554341</id><published>2007-02-27T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T12:04:03.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just because &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; choir get &lt;strong&gt;gold with honours&lt;/strong&gt; doesnt mean other choirs in  singapore are crap.yes,its a gold with honours choir.but if anyone from that choir ever laugh,i really despise them.choir that comes with gold with honours means that others are beneath them?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know why some ex-bpian choir members love to critiscise out juniors.instead of supporting them,you are just putting them down.its bad if other people do it le,its worse when you get it from ur &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ex seniors&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so what if they arent really that good?have you all ever returned to see how much effort they put in?they are having sectionals on no-choir days,did we ever did that&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;disappointed with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if bp choir has never gotten a gold before,i will never forget the four years i spent there.cos theres more than just getting that gold.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the world is just too practical.they start to focus solely and only on the result,what about the process?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BP choir,you all must all work hard alright!&lt;br /&gt;i love you all(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4544178719244554341?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4544178719244554341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4544178719244554341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4544178719244554341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4544178719244554341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-because-your-choir-get-gold-with.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6188557923527069497</id><published>2007-02-24T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:59:16.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReBEAXAhzBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sBv9QLzHCy8/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035099156367133714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReBEAXAhzBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sBv9QLzHCy8/s320/p1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; carefree.no worries.&lt;br /&gt;because then,we werent grown people.&lt;br /&gt;we werent expected to know about this hard factual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that time,is your childhood.&lt;br /&gt;in case you've already forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6188557923527069497?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6188557923527069497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6188557923527069497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6188557923527069497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6188557923527069497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/carefree.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/ReBEAXAhzBI/AAAAAAAAAAw/sBv9QLzHCy8/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3471499069793646839</id><published>2007-02-23T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:00:51.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When a girl bumps into yourarm&lt;br /&gt;while walking she wantsyou to hold her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wants a hug&lt;br /&gt;she will just stand there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u break a girls heart,&lt;br /&gt;she still feels it&lt;br /&gt; whenu run into each other &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 years later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;millions of things are running throughhermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is not arguing,&lt;br /&gt;she is thinking deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyesfull ofquestions,&lt;br /&gt;she is wondering how long you will bearound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a girl answers, "I'm fine, "after afew seconds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she is not at all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl stares at you,&lt;br /&gt;she is wondering why you are sowonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl lays her head on yourchest,&lt;br /&gt;she is wishing for you to be hersforever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When a girl says that she can't livewithout you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;she has made up her mind that you areher future&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When a girl says, "I miss you, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no one in this world can miss you morethan that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is mean to you after abreakup&lt;br /&gt;she wants you back, but she'sscared she'll get hurt and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;knowsyou're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is so super nice.(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3471499069793646839?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3471499069793646839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3471499069793646839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3471499069793646839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3471499069793646839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-girl-bumps-into-yourarm-while.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4069869241861042149</id><published>2007-02-23T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:35:17.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd7Q6HAhzAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VQTMoe_Yi-c/s1600-h/me-helplessness.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034691130179046402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd7Q6HAhzAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VQTMoe_Yi-c/s320/me-helplessness.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i dont need getty all the time.&lt;br /&gt;this,i find,is much truer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4069869241861042149?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4069869241861042149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4069869241861042149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4069869241861042149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4069869241861042149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-need-getty-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd7Q6HAhzAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/VQTMoe_Yi-c/s72-c/me-helplessness.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2662880475941266375</id><published>2007-02-23T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:28:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;is this me?muahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;u=345880x833778&amp;ms=y#s1"&gt;35&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;u=345880x833778&amp;amp;ms=y#s2"&gt;63&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;u=345880x833778&amp;ms=y#s3"&gt;64&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;u=345880x833778&amp;amp;ms=y#s4"&gt;57&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;u=345880x833778&amp;ms=y#s5"&gt;49&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You are neither a subdued loner nor a jovial chatterbox. You enjoy time with others but also time alone. Stressful and frustrating situations can sometimes be upsetting to you, but you are often able to get over these feelings and cope with these situations. A desire for tradition does not prevent you from trying new things. Your thinking is neither simple nor complex. To others you appear to be a well-educated person but not an intellectual. You have some concern with others' needs, and are generally pleasant, sympathetic, and cooperative. You are reasonably reliable, organized, and self-controlled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Score&lt;br /&gt;35&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety&lt;br /&gt;27&lt;br /&gt;Anger&lt;br /&gt;57&lt;br /&gt;Depression&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;Self-Consciousness&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;br /&gt;Immoderation&lt;br /&gt;66&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are a calm person who is considered almost fearless by some. You don't usually get angry too easily but some things can annoy you. You very rarely feel depressed and are usually in a good frame of mind. You do not feel nervous in social situations, and have a good impression of what others think of you. You often resist any cravings or urges that you have, but sometimes you give in. High levels of stress can lead to you feeling panic or confusion, but usually you cope with day to day pressures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="s2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Score&lt;br /&gt;63&lt;br /&gt;Friendliness&lt;br /&gt;74&lt;br /&gt;Gregariousness&lt;br /&gt;65&lt;br /&gt;Assertiveness&lt;br /&gt;68&lt;br /&gt;Activity Level&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;Excitement-Seeking&lt;br /&gt;63&lt;br /&gt;Cheerfulness&lt;br /&gt;56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You genuinely like other people and openly demonstrate positive feelings toward others. You make friends quickly and it is easy for you to form close, intimate relationships. You like crowds but sometimes feel overwhelmed by them. Sometimes you feel like you need some privacy and time for yourself. You like to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. You are usually the leader in group activites. You lead a leisurely and relaxed life. You would prefer to sit back and smell the roses than indulge in high energy activities. You enjoy some excitment and risk taking in your life. You have a generally cheerful disposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="s3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Score&lt;br /&gt;64&lt;br /&gt;Imagination&lt;br /&gt;51&lt;br /&gt;Artistic Interests&lt;br /&gt;50&lt;br /&gt;Emotionality&lt;br /&gt;91&lt;br /&gt;Adventurousness&lt;br /&gt;61&lt;br /&gt;Intellect&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;Liberalism&lt;br /&gt;81&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You are a moderately imaginative person who enjoys a good balance between the real world and fantasy. You are reasonably interested in the arts but are not totally absorbed by them. You have good access to and awareness of your own feelings. Familiar routines are good, but sometimes you like to spice up your life with a bit of adventure or activity. You prefer dealing with either people or things rather than ideas. You regard intellectual exercises as a waste of your time. Often you exhibit a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. Sometimes you feel a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="s4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Score&lt;br /&gt;57&lt;br /&gt;Trust&lt;br /&gt;81&lt;br /&gt;Morality&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;Altruism&lt;br /&gt;67&lt;br /&gt;Cooperation&lt;br /&gt;69&lt;br /&gt;Modesty&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy&lt;br /&gt;77&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You naturally assume that most people are fair, honest, and have good intentions. You believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary. You are guarded in new relationships and less willing to openly reveal the whole truth about yourself. You will help others if they are in need. If people ask for too much of your time you feel that they are imposing on you. You dislike confrontations and are perfectly willing to compromise or to deny your own needs in order to get along with others. You feel superior to those around you and sometimes tend to be seen as arrogant by other people. You are tenderhearted and compassionate, feeling the pain of others vicariously and are easily moved to pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a name="s5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Score&lt;br /&gt;49&lt;br /&gt;Self-Efficacy&lt;br /&gt;59&lt;br /&gt;Orderliness&lt;br /&gt;65&lt;br /&gt;Dutifulness&lt;br /&gt;29&lt;br /&gt;Achievement-Striving&lt;br /&gt;53&lt;br /&gt;Self-Discipline&lt;br /&gt;74&lt;br /&gt;Cautiousness&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are moderately confident that you can achieve the goals you set yourself. You are a reasonably organized person and like to have a certain amount of routine in your life. You find contracts, rules, and regulations overly confining and are sometimes seen as unreliable or even irresponsible by others. Mostly you work towards achieving your best, although in some areas you are content just to get the job done. You have strong will-power and are able to overcome your reluctance to begin tasks. You are able to stay on track despite distractions. You often say or do the first thing that comes to mind without deliberating alternatives and the probable consequences of those alternatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2662880475941266375?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2662880475941266375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2662880475941266375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2662880475941266375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2662880475941266375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-this-memuahah.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-3971509577334360746</id><published>2007-02-23T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:22:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept at about 130 lastnight just to finish that Chinese project,doing everything to make the thing seem longer like changing font size to 13 instead of 12.it doesnt make much difference actually.THEN,she decided that she will not check today!okay lor.she win.but at least we wont need to do it over the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is SATURDAY.its the first saturday i went to aj la.tmr got ogf thing.super long.still wondering to go or not to..urgh..i dont know whether i will stay in AJ also right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ended quite early(as compared to 615 on tue) today.so many people in my class withdraw le..math was quite interesting.miss new very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to play squash today with a friend,but he dint turn up anyway.so.i found out that when im emotional(wanna cry,angry etc),i can hit the ball harder.so i played for quite some time.i think i got fever now la.played for 6 hours in two days.and ran in the rain previously.feeling a little sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not looking forward to the ogf.ahh..makes me wanna stay in aj more.just what is my problem la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-3971509577334360746?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/3971509577334360746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=3971509577334360746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3971509577334360746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/3971509577334360746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/slept-at-about-130-lastnight-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7519460566138971963</id><published>2007-02-23T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T00:52:45.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd3KHnAhy_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/4MZckjCSbn0/s1600-h/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034402190549175282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd3KHnAhy_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/4MZckjCSbn0/s320/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i dont have the blond hair you like,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i dont have eyes like the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still wish for you to love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just like how the princess was loved of the yester-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7519460566138971963?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7519460566138971963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7519460566138971963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7519460566138971963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7519460566138971963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/maybe-i-dont-have-blond-hair-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8JaO33sgDcg/Rd3KHnAhy_I/AAAAAAAAAAY/4MZckjCSbn0/s72-c/girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2224228174968060825</id><published>2007-02-22T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T09:59:41.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school.is.killing.me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(2)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CNY EVERYONE!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this came abit late,i was in malaysia!i hope everyone had fun!i talked quite alot to mel and everything.it was fun!and nice.i love talking to you about all those rubbish la.but as the years pass,dont you think cny gettin more boring in malaysia?last time veryvery fun de.then now.abit cold eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,cny hols are over.(&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ACSi had one more day of holiday than the other usual people out there,which is so totally unfair la.the tradition should be applied to all of singapore schools!all these private/independent schools already have holidays that we dont like &lt;strong&gt;FOUNDERS &lt;/strong&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;!)coming back to school is bad.i was considered very late when i arrived at school at 815 and got a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CWO&lt;/span&gt;!which i appealed against and the vice principal even called my mum to check if me reason given for appealin against the CWO was valid.i think this is the first call she made in 2007.and that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt; one has to be me:( then my chinese group project was rejected cos the chinese teacher said it was too broad a topic.and i skipped pe but they only ran 4 rounds!now i have to make up with 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was squash.so it was not that bad.although i missed alot,but it was better than the rest of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;squash makes me wanna stay in aj.the seniors are so very nice.even though they know we're leaving,they still lend us one court then they play in the other one.they can,use two if they want.but they din la.and they still say hi and everything in canteen.urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad for going to acj.i wont stop worrying about how the acj squash people are.and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i DONT WANNA stay in RECRE CLUB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chloe's appealing into ACSi.she wants it la.but then no one i know will join squash with me!ahh..regina!i hope you get into ACJ!6th march,please arrive sooner,so i dont have to that chinese teacher put me down anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2224228174968060825?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2224228174968060825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2224228174968060825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2224228174968060825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2224228174968060825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-cny-everyone-sorry-this-came-abit.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7410903215486209457</id><published>2007-02-17T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T23:41:44.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is true that even i didnt meet you them,i will still meet you eventually?&lt;br /&gt;will i then fall in love with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we were really meant to meet,there will be so many other times we will see each other on the streets.bump into each other and know each other from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7410903215486209457?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7410903215486209457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=7410903215486209457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7410903215486209457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/7410903215486209457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-is-true-that-even-i-didnt-meet-you.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1561308319734702318</id><published>2007-02-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:38:27.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yar.i was staring at this blank screen for a while then i got what i wanted to type.yes &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;.haha..i dint blog about that right.i just feel like bloggin alittle about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he got school till abt 3.i spent the whole morning checking &lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com"&gt;www.streetdirectory.com&lt;/a&gt; for the bus routes and stuff from the nearest mrt station.and i finally got everything from the webbie and went down happily down to clementi..then when i reached,i realised there's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;busstops at that place,both having the same bus service i wanna take.all my time spent on going to that web is wasted la.in the end i was lucky and went to the correct busstop.BUT,there was actually another bus service that goes to the place i wanna go la.its so much faster too.but it was not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;double deck&lt;/span&gt;.:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yada yada.so we went to botanic gardens.i didnt know why i decided to go there.it was super hot.the best time to go there is about 5 i guess.oh ya,i almost wanted to go to gleneagles hospital to take a look since my siblings were born there but i wasnt.but i didnt.abit crazy right&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar.back to b.gardens.theres scattered AC people around the place,i dont know how come they want to go there as well.maybe i think like a ACian?thats good right.haha..but i saw the ACS IB girls uniform and so did not like it.its off white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;walking walking.then i saw a brown ball rolling in front of me.its not moving towards me but its like rolling stationarily la.i thought it was a chocolate ball,something like a chocolate fondue.but it turned out to be a marble ball,with water flowing down its surface.illusions happen when it gets too hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,we sat in some bench in some shaded place.cos it wa really too hot..i will remember where is it exactly,as long as i find a plant named cynthia.cos its just in front of that plant.its abit stupid to sit there and get stung by mosquitoes and all.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i guess its not that bad when i spend it with you.(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yada yada.i got my present....its nice.its more than nice.i like it when you think of ways to make me something that takes more effort than spending money..i guess putting a limit to what you can spend makes you think more right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.then we ate at &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE RICE TABLE&lt;/span&gt; in international building.everyone,this place rocks!the food is slightly spicy,but you got so much variety (20 dishes) in small portions. its interesting.and fun!and creative!(of course.i thought of this place).but you all should make reservation before going there.cos its packed even on normal days.go le then tell me alright?im doin free ad for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my valentine's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my valentine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.feb.2007.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;a dream i dont wanna it to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1561308319734702318?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1561308319734702318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1561308319734702318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1561308319734702318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1561308319734702318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-yar.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1112220679989304534</id><published>2007-02-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T22:04:41.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REGINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XINLING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!i wanna go town also!ahh..but need to take care of sick sister la:(&lt;br /&gt;yes regina,i will bake cookies for you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so long your teeth is stronger than the cookies&lt;/span&gt;.haha..&lt;br /&gt;today has pretty much been a boring day,kept listening to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i belong to me&lt;/span&gt; by jessica simpson.and cleared my room(my part of the room anyway).CNY is round the corner,im so happy!get to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;melissa&lt;/span&gt; and all my cousins!i so miss you all veryvery much!i wanna know all ur gossips la.you said you have alot.and i FINALLY can wear my new orange shoes.make me taller and i can wear my new clothes!yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolink is ending tonight!ahh,.i will miss it so much.no more high speed internet.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yar.i didnt go to school today.is my un-presence felt?i felt bad la.cos i didnt tell natasha that i wasnt going today.she prolly dint go today as well.skipped econs and chinese,ended up mugging physics and chemistry at home.actually i did like few questions.but i felt i knew enough,so i guess that counts for studying right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;watched devil by my side..&lt;/span&gt;ahh..that show really nice!xinling they all will know.thats her favourite show la.(thinking about that,ling and i will definitely end up in different junior colleges la).must still hang out sometime okay.i wanna go swimming!in the night.i shall suggest that they warm the pool at night.the heat will prolly burn more calories right.cos its hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been in the same school since we met la.but i know with friends like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ling,regina,yiyao and davis&lt;/span&gt; and some more that i havent mentioned,neither distance nor time will make our friendship fade away right?even if i dont see you for quite some time,when we meet we still got lots to talk about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly thought of something.i wanna have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6A gathering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!haha..xinling shall plan again.haha.we shall go before PAE results come out.i wanna go...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SENTOSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!and sit cable car..haha..&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;remember the last time during miss lo's wedding,we hid lingyi under the blanket in my father's car cos her dad's car was somewhere near us and we dint wan her dad to see?imagine so many people,10 plus squeezing into one car&lt;/span&gt;..i really miss all those la..it just suddenly comes back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1112220679989304534?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1112220679989304534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1112220679989304534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1112220679989304534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1112220679989304534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/regina-and-xinling-i-wanna-go-town.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4984638078542563172</id><published>2007-02-15T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:53:04.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school.is.killing.me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh..i wish chloe's teacher sick or something so i dont need to wait till 345 for her!actually,besides waiting for her,i need to wait for AJ capt to loan me squash ball.(as im typing this,the cpu next to me is making alot of sounds.kinda like the sounds you hear when youre printing something.except this,DOESNT come from a printer.i hope it doesnt explodes.)i should have asked chloe to bring hers la..urgh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did a quiz on mole concept chemistry.its so difficult!why do i have to study that garbage.if i got like b3for that,i would have taken it in h1.but i still have to do mole calculations!i have forgotten most of the chem stuff i learnt!!!i think i will prolly fail it.but its not that bad.cos i dint fail ECONS!yea..i got 16/20..not bad for my first test i guess.there's gonna be math test soon.i dont know when..but i guess i need to go home and study le..i haven been studying since after the first week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,AJ squash capt just called.i can go play now.actually still need to wait for chloe.but.i can go now!YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4984638078542563172?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4984638078542563172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4984638078542563172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4984638078542563172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4984638078542563172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-6948477696510687488</id><published>2007-02-15T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T09:30:12.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACJ-AJ'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh..lessons as per normal again today at AJ..but miss low dint come today!meaning we got one more free period!sch ends early cos there's no math,but there's some other classes i dont care about.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a part of me wishes for the jae results to come out soon because i wanna wear a new ACJ(i hope) uniform to AC&lt;/span&gt;,but &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;another part of me wishes to stay in AJ because of all the nice people in squash and choir,and my class people,and natasha,cynthia&lt;/span&gt;(i saw your name as a plant yesterday..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to play squash at school today..but going there only &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;makes me wanna stay in AJ more&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;after all,these seniors were the people who were nice and got us into squash,spent their time teaching us something and being basically nice to us by lending us the courts and all of them training in the other court..&lt;/span&gt;i dont know if the AC squash people are as nice cos i heard that most of them are dsa-ians,and theres like a super big recreation club.almost every cca in AC has recre club la.but i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont wish to be in recre club&lt;/span&gt;.its after all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RECRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; club...ahhhh..and i dont wanna join choir again.the AC choir people are nice,but i feel more comfortable in AJ choir.there are people in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AJ choir like agnessa,guowei,kaane,zhengkai,shawna and the other people i haven't mentioned.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;AC and AJ people are just nice in different ways la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the people in AJ here study.like study hard.meaning i will prolly get good A levels if im influenced by them to mug..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if yiyao and regina goes to AC,it makes my life more stable i guess.the friends here i make in AJ seem more real than the friends i might make in AC.after all,this is the impression it gives students.(&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh but theres this MG girl called hannah i think,met her during AC choir appeal,she is a nice person and will make a very real friend&lt;/span&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope after all this is over,i wont regret my decision.AC afterall,have been my dream school. It's just that AJ made an impact.its not as bad as some people have thought it to be.yes,some might have bad experiences here but that doesnt represent the whole school..heard some comments on friendster and it seems that AC isnt that bad,not everyone is super rich,pretty and smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;InterSchool squash is COMING!YEA..i will go down to support the AJ seniors.actually we all think that the guys squash is good.but compared to others schools,they dont seem that good then.i will still wanna see AJ play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJ VRALA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-6948477696510687488?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/6948477696510687488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=6948477696510687488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6948477696510687488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/6948477696510687488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-1351119048256671312</id><published>2007-02-14T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:52:23.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the most meaningful(and catchy) sms i received was from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YIYAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'hey people!:) happy valentines's day :p for those who found their other half, stay true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;for those who have yet, stay focused! For those who dont care, stay with me! :X good morning!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out today for dinner.i hope the food is nice!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(daryl,i blogged today.HAHA.so what about you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-1351119048256671312?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/1351119048256671312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=1351119048256671312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1351119048256671312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/1351119048256671312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-everyone-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-4289363123642025607</id><published>2007-02-09T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T13:11:22.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got that piece of paper i worked for 4 years!(actually only one..but still..)&lt;br /&gt;i got 9 i got 9 i got 9!this is the first time i got a single digit for l1r5.what surprises me the most is that i got a1 for combined humanities!i feel super happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will get samsung k5 for this!i wanna frame my results up!:)&lt;br /&gt;now,should i go ac or aj?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-4289363123642025607?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/4289363123642025607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=4289363123642025607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4289363123642025607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/4289363123642025607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-got-that-piece-of-paper-i-worked-for.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-8261656388885940347</id><published>2007-02-09T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:52:28.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='olevels'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 and 1/2 hour to opening that formA.i couldnt sleep last night because i was afraid of dreaming.i did not know what results i will get.i definitely hope i will at least pass my english so i can like go somewhere,and i want my triple a1s for maths and chinese,and maybe a triple a2 in geography and physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking my results today sorta remind taking my psle results.except that that wasnt this scary.its like.this is the first major major examination.i hope i will make it true.and be screaming because i did well and not crying because i didnt do as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-8261656388885940347?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/8261656388885940347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=8261656388885940347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8261656388885940347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/8261656388885940347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/1-and-12-hour-to-opening-that-forma.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-2200372518303672188</id><published>2007-02-08T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:25:49.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nearing the release of o level results,getting more and more anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talked to a friend about his blog.theres so much there,showing how much he has grown to become a stronger person.most of it is about christian faith,and i do respect that.what interests me the most is his opinions about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how long is forever?will what that person say still hold true that next month,next year,or even just the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired so tired now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-2200372518303672188?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2200372518303672188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2200372518303672188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2200372518303672188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/2441886594618132061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=2441886594618132061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2441886594618132061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/2441886594618132061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/2007/02/having-something-is-that-is-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>GRACECHIA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15533373241414731450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-7138717249837478275</id><published>2007-02-08T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T11:46:49.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is THE day!results coming out finally..super anxious..no matter what everyone says about not worrying,i will still worry about it la.my l1r5 cannot be above 13 la.if not i everywhere also cannot go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go help my mum do pineapple tarts.i still think its worth it.skipping school for pineapple tarts!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-7138717249837478275?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/7138717249837478275/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38784610.post-117067793148954044</id><published>2007-02-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:18:51.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's com is lousy!&lt;br /&gt;they disabled cookies and java so that those guys cant play dota or something..but by doing so,it means that they have destroyed one of my means of blogging!really need to star studying cos ive either been sleeping talking or daydreaming in science lectures.except the occasional laughs about the inFORmation lecturer,its pretty much boring..and now i dont dream at night anymore..maybe cos i daydream too much in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,ive found a cool website that serves to inspire you to achieve your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifehoo.com"&gt;www.lifehoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those that dont really have creative plans for valentine's day,gather some friends to go do this!&lt;br /&gt;it looks super fun..&lt;br /&gt;you need six people..if you all need one more must call me okay?i wanna go but my aj friends dont wanna spend so many days on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treasure8awwa.blogspot.com"&gt;www.treasure8awwa.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeyou!i hope they able the cookies soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-117067793148954044?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/117067793148954044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=117067793148954044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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on my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; blog..i sorta got bored with the navigations on the randompace one,so &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;greenapple&lt;/span&gt; was born..i did it during the break before econs lecture..was super bored la..people tell me what you think of it alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cross country is tomorrow for AJC.:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;super tired after pe and squash yesterday and cross country following up.not fun at all.i hope results come out soon and they are good enough for me to go AC or even stay in AJ.i dont mind staying in AJ cos i haven really been mugging in this school la.it is not as bad as everyone thinks it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i hope the font size is not too big nor too small.some people said random has super super &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;small&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; font!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38784610-117031157681523153?l=greenapple-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenapple-.blogspot.com/feeds/117031157681523153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38784610&amp;postID=117031157681523153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/117031157681523153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38784610/posts/default/117031157681523153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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