<?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-8144913921690439309</id><updated>2012-01-26T00:08:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than i could ask for</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-4494167719518020113</id><published>2012-01-25T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T00:08:07.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Absolutely tired now after frisbee with PA comm!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was super fun though, despite hurting my ankle a little. Couldn't stop laughing during the warm ups and drills haha. Didn't realise how fun frisbee would be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally reached enlightenment...for pH and buffers at least. Prof Too is a pretty good lecturer. I like his lessons, even though I usually feel lethargic during lectures after having lunch &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to review tutorial 1 now but I'm so freaking tired, I don't know if I can stay awake to finish it ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, 1101 lab report is almost done! About 15% left to go and we'll probably finish and submit it tomorrow afternoon itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND another long weekend this week because I don't have lab this Friday and Cindy Ng cancelled UTU lecture for some reason! Wheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a happy girl! Tired, but definitely happy ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWzKloPjcYc/TyAoHqN_8gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/knVQfXQ-IOA/s320/smileyy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701601240308249090" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 272px; " /&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;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&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/8144913921690439309-4494167719518020113?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/4494167719518020113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/absolutely-tired-now-after-frisbee-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4494167719518020113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4494167719518020113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/absolutely-tired-now-after-frisbee-with.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-oWzKloPjcYc/TyAoHqN_8gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/knVQfXQ-IOA/s72-c/smileyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-8670576100573572547</id><published>2012-01-25T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T14:11:43.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging in between lessons.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to school after a long weekend is such a drag ):&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;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&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/8144913921690439309-8670576100573572547?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8670576100573572547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/blogging-in-between-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8670576100573572547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8670576100573572547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/blogging-in-between-lessons.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-9041780727596158159</id><published>2012-01-25T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:45:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Saw this &lt;span &gt;story on Facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;A LETTER IN THE LOST WALLET&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5yQbkLVAbw/Tx7saOz21aI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9itfI-WPS2I/s320/wallet.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701254113693980066" style="text-align: center;color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only three dollars and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline--1924. The letter had been written almost sixty years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a "Dear John"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Michael, that the writer could not see him any more because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was signed, Hannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Michael, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Operator," I began, "this is an unusual request. I'm trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, "Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can't give you the number." She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me. I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. "I have a party who will speak with you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name of Hannah. She gasped, "Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Hannah. But that was 30 years ago!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Would you know where that family could be located now?" I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I remember that Hannah had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago," the woman said. "Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Hannah herself was now living in a nursing home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only three dollars and a letter that was almost 60 years old?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Hannah was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, "Yes, Hannah is staying with us. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. "Well," he said hesitatingly, "if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Hannah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was a sweet, silver-haired old timer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said Softly, "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Sean Connery, the actor."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yes," she continued. "Michael Goldstein was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And," she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, "tell him I still love him. You know," she said smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, "I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Michael..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thanked Hannah and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, "Was the old lady able to help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I told him she had given me a lead. "At least I have a last name. But I think I'll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the owner of this wallet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, "Hey, wait a minute! That's Mr. Goldstein's wallet. I'd know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He's always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Who's Mr. Goldstein?" I asked as my hand began to shake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"He's one of the old timers on the 8th floor. That's Mike Goldstein's wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse's office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Goldstein would be up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, "I think he's still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He's a darling old man."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Goldstein looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, "Oh, it is missing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"This kind gentleman found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I handed Mr. Goldstein the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, "Yes, that's it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"No, thank you," I said. "But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. "You read that letter?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Not only did I read it, I think I know where Hannah is."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He suddenly grew pale. "Hannah? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me," he begged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"She's fine...just as pretty as when you knew her." I said softly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, "Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow." He grabbed my hand and said, "You know something, mister, I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I've always loved her. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mr. Goldstein," I said, "Come with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Hannah was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hannah," she said softly, pointing to Michael, who was waiting with me in the doorway. "Do you know this man?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word. Michael said softly, almost in a whisper, "Hannah, it's Michael. Do you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She gasped, "Michael! I don't believe it! Michael! It's you! My Michael!" He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"See," I said. "See how the Good Lord works! If it's meant to be, it will be."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Hannah wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Michael wore a dark blue suit and stood tall. They made me their best man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;(':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-9041780727596158159?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/9041780727596158159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/saw-this-story-on-facebook-letter-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/9041780727596158159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/9041780727596158159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/saw-this-story-on-facebook-letter-in.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/--5yQbkLVAbw/Tx7saOz21aI/AAAAAAAAAIA/9itfI-WPS2I/s72-c/wallet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-8994952925606700855</id><published>2012-01-25T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T01:12:17.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally forgot about 1101 tutorial!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-And-, theres 6-7pm 1101 lesson later. Looks like I've got to miss a bit of training &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1101 tutorial! Why are you so confusing?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come on. I need to finish this by 2am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KEEu1O6K__U/Tx7mHIrXrjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7_p3SA6-PGc/s320/lifeinuni.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701247188560490034" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life of a uni student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&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/8144913921690439309-8994952925606700855?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8994952925606700855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/totally-forgot-about-1101-tutorial-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8994952925606700855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8994952925606700855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/totally-forgot-about-1101-tutorial-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-KEEu1O6K__U/Tx7mHIrXrjI/AAAAAAAAAH0/7_p3SA6-PGc/s72-c/lifeinuni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-8354283334367203443</id><published>2012-01-24T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T15:52:34.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesh lab report is coming along pretty well! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I still have to research for experiments for my UTU term paper, not to mention I have to read up on all my notes too, especially for EC1301 D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gahh.&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;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8354283334367203443?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8354283334367203443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/yesh-lab-report-is-coming-along-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8354283334367203443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8354283334367203443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/yesh-lab-report-is-coming-along-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-4787264475895103794</id><published>2012-01-22T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:11:35.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8KnZG8suCk/TxvSoDvT6II/AAAAAAAAAHo/cIex-1ryrUE/s1600/12days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v8KnZG8suCk/TxvSoDvT6II/AAAAAAAAAHo/cIex-1ryrUE/s320/12days.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700381339007838338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-4787264475895103794?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/4787264475895103794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/hahahahahaha-nan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4787264475895103794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4787264475895103794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/hahahahahaha-nan.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-v8KnZG8suCk/TxvSoDvT6II/AAAAAAAAAHo/cIex-1ryrUE/s72-c/12days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-8074146588364013132</id><published>2012-01-22T14:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:29:27.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omgosh. Y U NO LEAVE ME ALONE.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annoying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8074146588364013132?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8074146588364013132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/omgosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8074146588364013132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8074146588364013132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/omgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-2798769838926685930</id><published>2012-01-22T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T02:00:23.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't know why, but I had the sudden urge to blog again. Although, knowing myself, this will probably be the first and last blog post of 2012.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni life has been much like a roller coaster ride. So many ups and downs, and upside downs. Made a ton of new friends and came to realise just how unbelievably small Singapore really is.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being in uni makes you realise how immature you've been the past 18 or so years of your life. Seriously. I feel so embarrassed thinking about all the stupid things I've said and done, even in JC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, you really grow to be a more independent and decisive person in uni. From timetable planning, to module bidding, projects and lab reports, uni is an entirely different ball game, nothing like you've ever experienced prior to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, life's been good. Except the fact that I still haven't passed my TP test, which is absolutely humiliating and infuriating, since I know perfectly well how to drive. Just that for some reason I get so nervous and worked up about the test that I make idiotic mistakes and end up with an immediate failure. Well hopefully this won't happen the third time around on 27th Feb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to end of this utterly incoherent post, I want to say I feel happy at this point in life, despite the shitty-ness of school and...well, just school. I've grown a lot closer to my family and more mature in terms of decision making and being more independent. Although, I definitely still have a long way to go. Like everyone has their flaws, I realised I'm subconsciously somewhat attention seeking, always tweeting or facebooking things that, well, make me look more 'popular' and whatnot. Talk about hypocrite. Gah. Trying to work on that at the moment. Okies my brain's working too fast for me to pen down (keyboard down?) all my thoughts coherently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I hope 2012 turns out to be a great year (that is, if the world doesn't end) for myself, my family and everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pVcM8utkqAo/TxrzKnbabpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/k3l9Yrwdzro/s320/404600_10150415277422574_730947573_8014315_1219468958_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700135642098986642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;♥nan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Please, don't let EC1301 be a bitch this sem!&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/8144913921690439309-2798769838926685930?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/2798769838926685930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-know-why-but-i-had-sudden-urge-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2798769838926685930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2798769838926685930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2012/01/dont-know-why-but-i-had-sudden-urge-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-pVcM8utkqAo/TxrzKnbabpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/k3l9Yrwdzro/s72-c/404600_10150415277422574_730947573_8014315_1219468958_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-2865077826665206891</id><published>2011-06-05T22:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:58:00.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had an awesome day with 39 today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined Isabel, Gordon, Chon Kiat, Samantha, Jasmine, Clara and Si Yun at Marina Square after they had lunch at BK, waited for Sherri, Josie, Samuel and Kar Hoe to join, walked around aimlessly for about an hour until Jasmine said we could go over to her house. I'm too tired to explain the details but overall, the whole day was really fun! It was really good to see everyone again and catch up(: I'll let the pictures do the rest of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762124025873234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ltp4k7Anql0/TeukZ0zhQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/WkNP9qtN9Ik/s320/lepak39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762626784074802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xMDCcuhy4DM/Teuk3FuanDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FEdR0Za-88M/s320/ploarrr3999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762112183458146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eCEtWCk4vUo/TeukZIsEWWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1edp27jcdDw/s320/escalatior39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762104803142722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWaSiIvvr80/TeukYtMdrEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kwObw8WCUFo/s320/bellll39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762111401559666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8hzk-ibBpBY/TeukZFxphnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_E1xcFFqc9E/s320/josieee3999.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614762124014010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VX39unhzcrw/TeukZ0wsQCI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xpK86rd778s/s320/monodeal39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2865077826665206891?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/2865077826665206891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/06/had-awesome-day-with-39-today-d-joined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2865077826665206891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2865077826665206891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/06/had-awesome-day-with-39-today-d-joined.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-ltp4k7Anql0/TeukZ0zhQ1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/WkNP9qtN9Ik/s72-c/lepak39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-7883536905465700605</id><published>2011-05-29T17:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:40:58.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;while &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, Carolyn, Yi Qian, Cheryl Giam, Michelle and Claire came over to my house on 28 April to have dinner and to put together Jolene's farewell gifts. It was really fun, what with Giam being high and all haha. Dinner was pretty good and although the cake was...not exactly a cake, the rest of the food was good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612395071060815634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75_mJVdL3oE/TeM7lNW7rxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7iBZPFoG7PA/s320/fooooooooooddddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn came only for a bit because she was rushing over to another friend's house and had to pass us her note for Jo's scrapbook. Giam left after dinner because she had driving lesson in the morning and we sent off Mich at 11.40pm haha. So eventually, it was only Claire and Qian who stayed over, but it was still awesome :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were about to sleep at about 1.30pm, I was facebook-ing on my phone and saw Kenneth's post about the Venezia in Musica 2011 booklet, with Robin Loh's Yagi Bushi face printed super big and a few other photos of VJCHOIR haha :p Overall it was a really good day, although I felt a bad because Jo found out I had asked the girls over to my place and she felt sad I didn't invite her, so Carolyn had to tell her it was because we were making her presents &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was...mugging for SATs. Sian. I didn't really study much again, but I did put in more effort than my first attempt. I just got the results yesterday: 2100, which isn't bad given the amount of effort (of lack thereof) I put in. So I'm somewhat satisfied. Now, another 6 more days till I can totally let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent Yuan Qi off to Australia on 7 May after my SATs and it was quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612394272287552450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt0d2R8BAIw/TeM62tsi88I/AAAAAAAAAGY/y8qbSztwtko/s320/yuanniesendoff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is leaving, one by one. Just emphasises the fact that we're all going to be taking different paths in our life from now onwards. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending Yuan Qi off, I spent the rest of my weekend on Jo's scrapbook, which, I must say, turned out pretty good ^^ Totally worth staying up till 5am on Monday to finish it(: Went to Qian's house before sending Jo off, to help her with the quilt. It was quite last minute and rushed, so it wasn't 100% satisfaction, but it still looked good(: Headed down to Changi after that to send Jo off and it was a happy occasion, because so many of her friends turned up to send her off and she received a truck load of presents, which, unfortunately, meant that she had to leave most of them behind for her cousin to take to Australia in June. But we showed her everything at the airport and she was visibly touched by all the effort her friends put in(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612393818498043330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko7mCd87A0E/TeM6cTMsjcI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/2p3KV36_DmM/s320/jojosendoffscrapbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612393314684371010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E1fHRM3V5Hw/TeM5--WKAEI/AAAAAAAAAGI/S4WNhAFu740/s320/jojosendoffquilt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I miss her a lot and its hard to find a time to talk to her for long, with her studies and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember too much of the rest of the events but the most significant were:&lt;br /&gt;[1] rebonding my hair with Qian on 13 May, and celebrating my sister's birthday after that&lt;br /&gt;[2] NUS Science Open House on 21 May with Claire, Qian, Carolyn, Mich and Pei Wen&lt;br /&gt;[3] In Song practices every Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course SYF and SOV! I managed to sneak into SOTA and hear the last 4 choirs, which of course, included VJCHOIR. Helped to smuggle in Cheryl Ang, Wen Siu and Jia Sheng just in time to hear VJCHOIR sing. It was really nice and refreshing to hear the juniors so focused and solid. Made us remember our SYF in 2009 as well, running around the parade square early in the morning, and our anxiety and anticipation for the day ahead. Anyways, as expected, they got GWH and we went for dinner at Plaza Sing after results and judges' comments session. Headed home after that. It was a good day, expecially since my mum didn't mind me coming home later than I had intended to ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before SOV, I went down to VJ to teach the juniors how to tie a sari haha. Ended up watching them practise their choreo for Sik Sik, which was quite amusing haha. Got to talk to some of the juniors and catch up a little(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with Mich, Claire, Giam and Qian at Marina Square before heading to Esplanade for SOV 2011 on 24 May. My first time as an audience at SOV and it was truly amazing(: I enjoyed each and every song they sung. Every beautiful chord reminded me of my VJCHOIR days. I absolutely loved We Beheld. I was waiting in anticipation to hear them sing it for SOV and it was totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite eager to listen to the Year1 and Year2 choruses. The Year2s once again proved themselves and the sound was pretty solid. I could feel that they poured more emotion into the song, their last time singing together as a batch and all. The Year1s were very together in terms of their thinking and their emotions. Although, the sound wasn't as full as I had expected. Being a Sop, naturally I was paying more attention to the Sopranos and I felt they could use more training in terms of support and breath control but hey, its just my opinion. I'm no expert on this. But it was still okay. They are indeed only Year1s and they will definitely improve over time, especially during caroling in December. Overall, I feel the batch shows good promise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time seemed to pass by super fast during the concert and eventually they were singing Sik Sik. The audience were delighted by their cute and amusing choreo haha and the juniors really enjoyed singing the song as well. After that they proceeded with 'Tween Dusk and Dreams which was just superb. As the song progressed, I felt myself become one with the music and just connected to every single musical detail. Towards the second half of the song I felt tears well up in my eyes and felt the magic that Mr Kwei never fails to make with VJCHOIR. Even though I couldn't make out the words, the melodies and harmonies spoke to me and it was really fantastic. It was a job well done and I could tell the juniors really put their heart and soul into the song. The music really moved the audience to tears and apparently, Mr Kwei teared at the end of the song as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all shouted for encore and when Bryan opened his mouth, I, like all my batchmates, thought he was giving the starting note. But we were pleasantly surprised when we heard him sing the solo line for One Voice. Oh man. Cue in the flood of memories of last year's SOV; all the hard work and effort, the tears, the laughter, the ups and downs of our VJCHOIR journey and the last practice we had on the Sunday before SOV 2010. Ahh sweet memories. What most people didn't know, was that the 13 of us, or most of us 13 anyway, were singing along with the juniors to One Voice. Yes, from our seats in the audience haha. Thats how much the song meant to us, especially since they were using it as their encore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, came the most exciting moment for me: No Man. When Mr Kwei invited all VJCHOIR alumni to stand up and join the choir near the stage and sing, the 40 odd of us sitting together all stood up from our seats and the juniors were visibly surprised at the 3 full rows of us standing amidst the crowd haha. We decided to just sing from where we were standing and Mr Kwei gave us the notes and we started to sing. Oh there was a raging storm of emotions swirling within me while I hugged Giam and sang our choir anthem. It was a really good feeling to be conducted by Mr Kwei again, and it really meant a lot to me that he chose to conduct us alumni towards the end of No Man(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so meaningful to be able to sing with VJCHOIR members across so many batches. It shows how much we care for VJCHOIR, for the memories of our choir days, for amazing, magical music this choir family has been making since 1985. All the experience and emotions of all past and present VJCHOIR members are bottled up into this one beautiful song that will forever ring in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612392749964181138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A9iN8oYakZM/TeM5eGmXvpI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Av2pZw0Cw_c/s320/nomanisanisland2010retro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, emo aside, SOV 2011 was a good one(: After the concert was over, we stayed behind to talk to the juniors and congratulated them on a job well done, after which, I headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yups, the only other major thing that happened was lunch with Gordon and Chon Kiat yesteday and Parkway haha. It was great catching up with those 2 and talking about everything. Although 80% of the time, it was all army talk -.- I guess thats the best I can get when I go out with 2 army boys. What to do? Boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this post is longer than I intended it to be. I guess I should get back to my SAT prep again. 4 June. Can't wait till its FINALLY over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612392086245710434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ujHpe9E2BTc/TeM43eDjmmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/YMn1J8yxBtA/s320/vintage%2Bballoons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7883536905465700605?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7883536905465700605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-while-lets-see-carolyn-qian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7883536905465700605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7883536905465700605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-while-lets-see-carolyn-qian.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-75_mJVdL3oE/TeM7lNW7rxI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7iBZPFoG7PA/s72-c/fooooooooooddddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-5315838268393410977</id><published>2011-04-27T23:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:07:51.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got my pasta and pasta sauce today after finding Jia En and B&amp;amp;Js at Novena to get the quilt stuff from her! So I've got all my ingredients, including those I bought with Sherri yesterday, ready for tomorrow's dinner! YAY! I'm super excited! I hope the food turns out okay ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the cakes today and I'm super disappointed because I don't think they turned out well :\ They both burst open because there were too many air bubbles. The circle one looked like a mini volcano! I officially suck at folding ): Although after the cakes cooled down, they sort of deflated so they look normal now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heart-shaped cake is quite okay, but the circular one is kind of bad :O The top is so freaking hard, its like a rock! I had to bake it longer than the former because when it burst open, the insides were still about 25% unbaked. By the time I finished baking it, the top of the cake, which was previously good, almost became burnt *sobs* They're both cling-wrapped and in the fridge now. I hope tomorrow they'll be okay &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part was that while cleaning up, I accidentally spilt red food colouring all over the white marble kitchen table top and I had to scrub furiously at it so there wouldn't be any unsightly stains and also to save myself an earful from my mother. What I didn't realise until my maid pointed it out 2hours later, was that I somehow spilt some on my leg as well. I've been trying to scrub at it too but it refuses to go away ): So I have a red Harry Potter scar...on my leg -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600295409776631634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7Y8oP3Zzbo/Tbg_AOj8n1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uxsQChfrlz0/s320/leggg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks so silly! I hope I can get it off by tomorrow evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I've finally decided on the design for Jo's scrapbook cover! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600294912414446674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSQx7ZJdxqM/Tbg-jRvj9FI/AAAAAAAAAFY/dbrert31ya0/s320/finalcoverrrrrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty right! I've made some modifications to the white border thingy so it looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600294059784082738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nukQfxlcR5A/Tbg9xpcpFTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/do0sxElGHis/s320/borrrrdderrrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is a little dull cause the light wasn't switched on when I took it. I feel so happy that it looks nice :D I'll be putting the whole thing together tomorrow, if I have the time(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just realised SISTIC has started to sell SOV tickets, so I'm rallying the Year 3 girls so we can all sit together, hopefully in the first level ^^ Sad that the guys all CMI because of army ): Nonetheless, I'm still really looking forward to SOV this year! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I better go to sleep soon. I have a lot of cooking to do tomorrow and god knows its super tiring to prepare a full 3 course meal so I better get some good rest tonight. Sweet dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5315838268393410977?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5315838268393410977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-got-my-pasta-and-pasta-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5315838268393410977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5315838268393410977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-got-my-pasta-and-pasta-sauce.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-f7Y8oP3Zzbo/Tbg_AOj8n1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/uxsQChfrlz0/s72-c/leggg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-7055507939591777661</id><published>2011-04-27T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:45:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The cakes I baked today didn't turn out too well :\ I can't taste them, but they don't look that good. The tops are a little too brown and hard and the texture is a little funny *sobs* ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7055507939591777661?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7055507939591777661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/cakes-i-baked-today-didnt-turn-out-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7055507939591777661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7055507939591777661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/cakes-i-baked-today-didnt-turn-out-too.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-1506368405525249957</id><published>2011-04-27T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T01:03:39.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just accepted my NUS offer for Faculty of Science(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599930222622559586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVLhlqI9JYs/Tbby3iZkTWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/t27XsOQjU2w/s320/nus%2Bacceptanceee.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly one year ago, I was sleeping, subconciously excited for the later part of the day where I'd meet the rest of the VJCHOIR people, ready to board the flight to Venice and embark on an amazing adventure filled with excellent music, awesome company and the best memories ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599930982496737938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eR1qAI9gfpI/TbbzjxJsGpI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PBV4FBm2aJU/s320/venicevjchoir.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1506368405525249957?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/1506368405525249957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-accepted-my-nus-offer-for-faculty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1506368405525249957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1506368405525249957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-accepted-my-nus-offer-for-faculty.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-SVLhlqI9JYs/Tbby3iZkTWI/AAAAAAAAAFA/t27XsOQjU2w/s72-c/nus%2Bacceptanceee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-6830632255483485693</id><published>2011-04-26T23:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:39:10.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much for a fucking happy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-6830632255483485693?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/6830632255483485693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-much-for-fucking-happy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6830632255483485693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6830632255483485693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-much-for-fucking-happy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-7711343209717078250</id><published>2011-04-26T10:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:32:52.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First thing I saw in the morning was this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599723344634081538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xaQJOfYRH0U/TbY2tp1gcQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B7WwjNNOM7w/s320/NUS.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Finally! :D I've been waiting quite a while for this and my parents constantly tried to make me apply overseas because they were worried I couldn't get NUS, or any other university here. YESHHHH! I want to accept it now and quickly apply for my intended course but my dad says do it tomorrow, since its his auspicious day or something. DARN I want to do it now though...itchy fingers &amp;gt;&amp;lt; My mums not picking up her phone so I guess I'll wait for her to get back to me and I'll decide when I want to accept the offer. YAYYYYY I'm super happy now! Maybe I can concentrate better on studies now! ^^ wheeeeeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7711343209717078250?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7711343209717078250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-thing-in-morning-i-saw-was-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7711343209717078250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7711343209717078250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-thing-in-morning-i-saw-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-xaQJOfYRH0U/TbY2tp1gcQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B7WwjNNOM7w/s72-c/NUS.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-2393118615529433114</id><published>2011-04-26T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:33:45.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on Tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: Put on the suit Mr Mosby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Barney, I know it’s you. Where’s my stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: It’s not me. If you wanna see your precious possessions again, put on the suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: What suit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: Ding dong. Oh, what’s that? The doorbell. That’s the suit I’m talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: I haven’t gotten to the door yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: Oh okay, let me know when you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Okay, I opened it and there’s a suit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: That’s the suit I’m talking about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: Barney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: This isn’t Barney, but I hear that guy’s awesome. Alright, listen very carefully. You will get your stuff back if you are able to complete a series of challenges. Number 1, put on the suit. Number 2, meet me at Maclarens in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: How will I know who to look for, since we’ve never met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barney: I look like Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599568000899370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFcYqRiSzsg/TbWpbdVAT6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/w9dVst0Vrm8/s320/barneyyyyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA I ♥ BARNEY STINSON &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2393118615529433114?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/2393118615529433114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/barney-put-on-suit-mr-mosby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2393118615529433114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2393118615529433114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/barney-put-on-suit-mr-mosby.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-sFcYqRiSzsg/TbWpbdVAT6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/w9dVst0Vrm8/s72-c/barneyyyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-586173170349280260</id><published>2011-04-25T23:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:43:09.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went shopping with Michelle for the scrapbook and quilt stuff today! ^^ Spent super long trying to decide on a good enough design for our quilt patches, and trying to find stuff to sew/iron on to the fabric D: But I managed to find some pretty stuff in the end (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599553652285024274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wkiZsccP00/TbWcYQkwqBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QU4T-GGB2Yc/s320/jojoquilt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got the scrapbook papers, although, we decided on something entirely different from the pictures I sent to the girls. But we used Vintage Whimsy's first page as our cover so I'm happy ^^ Got some really pretty flowers as well to decorate the scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599553660434123170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VjAvf3lkW0s/TbWcYu7qCaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5MmtWZMjAro/s320/jojoflowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm super excited to start making it! :D I really can't wait for the girls to give me an OKAY for the cover, so I can at least get started on the scrapbooking while waiting for their notes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599553656739551170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--nn2_Fh0Ey0/TbWcYhKzV8I/AAAAAAAAAEo/2AqrzYGekG0/s320/jojocover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad though for cancelling the coronation plaza outing with Giam. I felt so sticky I had to bathe before leaving the house but I lost track of time while studying and was running super late ): Giam said she couldn't wait till 4pm for me so we just decided to meet on Thursday itself. Sigh. Nevermind, Thursday will be fun, with the homecooked food and the good company! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I finally got my concealer: L'oreal true match, neutral shade. The shade is a little light on me but mostly, it blends well. I just hope its good enough to cover my eye bags &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I have nobody to talk to. Quite a few of my friends talk to me, sharing with me their excitement or looking for a listening ear and some comfort. And as touched as I am, that they choose to confide in me, and not anyone else, at the back of my mind a voice reminds me I don't have that kind of person to confide in or just talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, is that some people tell me things because I just happen to be the person who was available to talk to. But soon after, the person suddenly doesn't talk to me that often and I realise he/she didn't approach me specifically. They just wanted someone to talk to and I was close enough to them for them to tell me everything on their minds, because no one else was online or on facebook etc. Sigh I hate feeling used and yet I can't help it because it isn't me to ignore people when they need someone to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm feeling low, I want to call somebody and just tell them about my feelings about whatever it is thats bothering me but everytime I pick up the phone and scroll through my friends list I find that there isn't anyone I can talk to because my friends would be busy at work, out with friends or family and it isn't right to disturb people when you know they have something going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I'm rambling. I think I'll end this now and go cram whatever I can into my brain. I wish burning books and drinking them really did work to improve our knowledge &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-586173170349280260?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/586173170349280260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/went-shopping-with-michelle-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/586173170349280260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/586173170349280260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/went-shopping-with-michelle-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-3wkiZsccP00/TbWcYQkwqBI/AAAAAAAAAEY/QU4T-GGB2Yc/s72-c/jojoquilt1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-3359718039777785250</id><published>2011-04-25T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:51:09.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On April 25th, put a heart on your wrist to signify that you will wear your heart on your sleeve and observe a lifestyle of love. Ask someone how they're doing. Tell people you love them and do it. Nobody should have to feel so bad about themselves that they take their own life, so let’s give them a reason not to! Let’s change the world on April 25th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599425350968238802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2HNGoWlERM/TbUnsI7HYtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FqkSmSR26G0/s320/freeloveday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3359718039777785250?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3359718039777785250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-april-25th-put-heart-on-your-wrist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3359718039777785250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3359718039777785250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-april-25th-put-heart-on-your-wrist.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-D2HNGoWlERM/TbUnsI7HYtI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FqkSmSR26G0/s72-c/freeloveday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-2090024327320280566</id><published>2011-04-24T21:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:37:15.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Switched on the TV while having dinner and caught the last part of Pink Panther 2. Guess what I heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspector Jacques Clouseau to Nicole: "Nicole, I have learned that &lt;u&gt;NO MAN IS AN ISLAND&lt;/u&gt;. So would you, even though it may lead to possible injury, marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? It isn't just me, the world is practically screaming it in my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599184499714219074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J6sei2KljfA/TbRMowFW3EI/AAAAAAAAADw/9F1IN6GOaBo/s320/YR1S.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2090024327320280566?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/2090024327320280566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/switched-on-tv-while-having-dinner-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2090024327320280566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2090024327320280566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/switched-on-tv-while-having-dinner-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-J6sei2KljfA/TbRMowFW3EI/AAAAAAAAADw/9F1IN6GOaBo/s72-c/YR1S.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-676989234514755174</id><published>2011-04-24T15:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:40:38.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just saw this on Dria's blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599052398207721570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9KF2GAT8bU/TbPUfbn4YGI/AAAAAAAAADg/YsEdTu2jzhc/s320/never.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm happy to say I try to follow this as much as I can. I know I get really frustrated or upset at people sometimes and I fume at them and curse them in my head (sorry &amp;gt;&amp;lt;), but I always forgive them and usually forget about those little incidents that I know a few weeks or months down the road I'd find silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm not one to usually hold grudges against people. Life's too short to spend it being angry and upset so I should try to be understanding and forgiving and spend my time spreading love and joy instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-676989234514755174?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/676989234514755174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-saw-this-on-drias-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/676989234514755174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/676989234514755174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-saw-this-on-drias-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-l9KF2GAT8bU/TbPUfbn4YGI/AAAAAAAAADg/YsEdTu2jzhc/s72-c/never.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-6789276374457100589</id><published>2011-04-24T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T16:25:26.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, my new blogskin screams 'obssessed'. I thought I'd finally come to terms with my graduation and learnt to accept that life has to go on, that, while I can treasure those precious memories, I can't cling onto them forever, always thinking about the past, neglecting the present and reluctant to face my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was watching the juniors during SYF workshop, I felt so excited, thinking back on the days leading up to SYF 2009. The excitement, the nerves, the adrenaline. Everything. Running around the parade square early in the morning and doing warmups outside the PT to wake ourselves before singing. Even now, when I think of singing My Love on the VCH stage, I am so overcome with emotion. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year earlier, on this very same Sunday, we were preparing for our performance at VS's Rhapsody and the following Monday we were heading to the airport, ready to embark on our journey to Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny and heartbreaking, how time seems to fly by so fast. I can remember everything so clearly as though it were about a month ago but alas, it has been almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, I -have- learnt to accept that I have to move on with my life and prepare for my future, but at the same time, I think watching the juniors go through the same experiences as I did evokes a sense of longing to relive the past 2 wonderful years. I think I just have too much time on my hands at the moment and with all the SYF and SOV preperation going on, my mind automatically fills with memories of the SYF and SOVs that I have experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, emotional turmoil aside, I can't wait for shopping tomorrow with Giam and dinner on Thursday with the roomies! Oh and lunch+mani with Sze Hui on Monday! Of course, I'm looking forward to SYF and SOV as well! ^^ Although I still have to study for my SATs which can be quite annoying sometimes but I guess it is one way to keep my brain active while I'm enjoying my free time before university starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I've only heard from NTU so far-I have been accepted into Biological Sciences-and even so, I still cannot access the online Joint Acceptance Portal hmm...I can only hope that it is because NUS might be considering me for DA for Law. Whatever the case, I'm confident that whatever I get is for the best. Hopefully it'll be either of my first 2 choices in NUS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just wait patiently, unlike my parents, and see how things go from here. Meanwhile, I have some serious chionging to do for SATs and some very fun outings with friends and of course, I can finally sing in a choir again since I signed up for In Song '11 with Giam and Dria. Life doesn't seem too bad at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599050523862305186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5o2wzZnNj4/TbPSyVJHCaI/AAAAAAAAADY/GfOVfQ1JvM0/s320/autumnhueswelcome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-6789276374457100589?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/6789276374457100589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes-i-know-my-new-blogskin-screams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-7471613884984676683</id><published>2010-10-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:44:12.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERILYN SOH SZE YEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'M SO SORRY ):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. sorry, blogger doesn't provide hot pink font :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7471613884984676683?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-5661643852417006070</id><published>2010-10-03T14:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T14:46:42.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it starts all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5661643852417006070?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-8144913921690439309.post-9026808324750580448</id><published>2010-09-26T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T22:37:05.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is love&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;So this is love&lt;br /&gt;So this is what makes life divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all aglow&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;And now I know&lt;br /&gt;The key to all heaven is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart has wings&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;And I can fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll touch ev'ry star in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the miracle that I've been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;So this is love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521230366705528626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHWb3NPKQzU/TJ9ZxAqVLzI/AAAAAAAAADA/japEnmunCtA/s320/cinderella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not obsessed with disney classics. i just suddenly felt like watching them again.&lt;br /&gt;love the innocence, grandeur, meaning and most definitely the magic in all the classics. so pure and nowhere near as shallow as some of the trash you get nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched The Sword in the Stone just now as well. Although, theres not much of a plot to it, the ideas in the story and this one song sparked my interest. i'll post the lyrics some other time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of which one to watch next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i sound obsessed afterall &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-9026808324750580448?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/9026808324750580448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-this-is-love-mmmmmm-so-this-is-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-7243886873442929423</id><published>2010-09-26T00:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T16:55:08.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you&lt;br /&gt;I walked with you once upon a dream&lt;br /&gt;I know you&lt;br /&gt;The gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem&lt;br /&gt;But if I know you&lt;br /&gt;I know what you'll do&lt;br /&gt;You'll love me at once&lt;br /&gt;The way you did once upon a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520896227091405858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHWb3NPKQzU/TJ4p3hmT3CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/M4dopnCjgIY/s320/sleeping+beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7243886873442929423?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7243886873442929423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-you-i-walked-with-you-once-upon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7243886873442929423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7243886873442929423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-you-i-walked-with-you-once-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_EHWb3NPKQzU/TJ4p3hmT3CI/AAAAAAAAAC4/M4dopnCjgIY/s72-c/sleeping+beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-3963454437113641463</id><published>2010-09-24T21:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T01:05:35.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>prelims are over! what a relief. i can practically feel the weight lifted off of my shoulders. but if i feel that way now, what'll happen to me during As? okies nvm. i don't want to talk about it, at least not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out of school with jia yun, samuel and bennett. didn't really know what to do, but we didn't want to go home. called up si yun, josie and min hui and ended up going to si yuns house to kill time before heading to parkway for subway lunch. had fun talking about rumplestiltzkin, bi guys, and the likes :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bennett headed home after lunch to grab his stuff for tuition at bugis and the rest of us left for far east for shopping! yes, 1 guy shopping with 5 girls. saw a red ferrai outside hyatt i think and josie and samuel were going gaga over it haha. shopped for a total of 4 hours until i had to leave. poor samuel was super tired after a while. he was like our bodyguard, waiting outside the shop for us while we browsed through. and when he got his shirt and jeans, the 5 of us were like his entourage. haha really had fun hanging out with them today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got 2 really pretty 'flower' hair clips at far east. really quite chio (: i like! haha. i need to update/change my wardrobe. i have a lot of clothes i don't really wear anymore and i'm kinda due for one anyway. ill probably ask my mum if i can get a budget and shop during the hols after As. haha can't wait :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised my blog's quite boring. long-winded, pointless and wordy rants. mm maybe i should start posting pictures again? haha i'll start with a picture of my new-found fetish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520524563189291026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHWb3NPKQzU/TJzX11q3WBI/AAAAAAAAACw/ejw-K3YRkgw/s320/flowerrrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty right! and her hair falls in a way that makes it look even better! wish my hair would look like that, and not the frizzy untamed mess it usually is &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i'm going to do over the weekend. i don't feel like studying, but i kind of need to get a headstart otherwise i'd be so behind compared to most others. mm nvm. i'll just slack the rest of today first and decide what to do tmr :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3963454437113641463?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3963454437113641463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/prelims-are-over-what-relief.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3963454437113641463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3963454437113641463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/prelims-are-over-what-relief.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_EHWb3NPKQzU/TJzX11q3WBI/AAAAAAAAACw/ejw-K3YRkgw/s72-c/flowerrrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144913921690439309.post-8204399972482847180</id><published>2010-09-23T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T18:39:36.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've got so many things to blog about but being as ineloquent and lazy as i am i can't find the right words to pen down all my thoughts conscisely, and neither can i find the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i never thought i'd actually come to HATE studying this much. just can't wait for tmr's chem mcq to be over so i can actually STUDY instead of just trying to forcefully CRAM every meticulous deatil into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different note, i want a dog. like really, really, REALLY want a dog. a cute lab, an adorable corgi, a frolicking collie, or any dog really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing that a lot lately. sighing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be practising for chem mcq now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what the hell am i doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8204399972482847180?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8204399972482847180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-got-so-many-things-to-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8204399972482847180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8204399972482847180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/ive-got-so-many-things-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-7849911041051168490</id><published>2010-09-05T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T23:13:43.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i knew what you're really thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7849911041051168490?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7849911041051168490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wish-i-knew-what-youre-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7849911041051168490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7849911041051168490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wish-i-knew-what-youre-really.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-3703644032470702927</id><published>2010-09-02T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:04:41.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what i'm doing anymore. **** this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3703644032470702927?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3703644032470702927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-what-im-doing-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3703644032470702927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3703644032470702927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-know-what-im-doing-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-8490661650653576498</id><published>2010-08-11T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:41:46.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like a scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8490661650653576498?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8490661650653576498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-only-there-could-be-invention-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8490661650653576498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8490661650653576498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-only-there-could-be-invention-that.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-7659423691317624568</id><published>2010-08-01T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:20:02.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just when you think lifes kinda boring, you get the biggest surprises that make you so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the moment you reach the peak of happiness, everything comes crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7659423691317624568?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7659423691317624568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-when-you-think-lifes-kinda-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7659423691317624568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7659423691317624568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-when-you-think-lifes-kinda-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-5527546485613681841</id><published>2010-07-24T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:06:37.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys so much. i really do. i'm so glad to be here, with ya'll (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam's awefully sweet message gave a whole new meaning to the phrase 'spread the love'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so grateful to know such amazing people who make me feel so happy and loved (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5527546485613681841?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5527546485613681841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-you-guys-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5527546485613681841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5527546485613681841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-you-guys-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-8972666610331736074</id><published>2010-07-23T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:51:45.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people are simply the best. they know just how to make you feel better without consciously making an effort to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you kor! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; jie, brat and jam and babyy claire too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8972666610331736074?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8972666610331736074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-people-are-simply-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8972666610331736074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8972666610331736074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-people-are-simply-best.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-657552924930153346</id><published>2010-07-22T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:24:16.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last week, when the bell rang at the end of econs lecture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loh zhi hong: 'wait! haven't finished yet! i always climax at the end!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole LT1 erupted with laughter. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-657552924930153346?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/657552924930153346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-week-when-bell-rang-at-end-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/657552924930153346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/657552924930153346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-week-when-bell-rang-at-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-5780900279354813707</id><published>2010-07-21T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:00:25.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i honestly can't find any reason behind my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really contribute much to anything or anyone and all i have is hurt and an empty, hollow feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i expect too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just being over-emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, in some time to come, ill read this post again and laugh at the stupidity of it all, because i don't want to feel this way forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5780900279354813707?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5780900279354813707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-honestly-cant-find-any-reason-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5780900279354813707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5780900279354813707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-honestly-cant-find-any-reason-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-5383935777041688840</id><published>2010-07-20T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:06:26.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats the point in doing something and regretting it later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point in saying sorry after making the people around you irritated and annoyed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just learn to shut the hell up and not open my big mouth unless i really need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i seriously hate my behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5383935777041688840?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5383935777041688840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-point-in-doing-something-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5383935777041688840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5383935777041688840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/whats-point-in-doing-something-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-6401337106090721511</id><published>2010-07-18T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:14:37.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate this empty feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-6401337106090721511?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/6401337106090721511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-this-empty-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6401337106090721511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6401337106090721511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-this-empty-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-5968416474611317159</id><published>2010-07-10T14:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:52:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish life was simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with less problems and less complcated situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always find myself in the most annoying of predicaments, having to choose sides or having no choice in things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gotten back anything yet, except for bio mcq, which i am content with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope the rest of my papers would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, that would be wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to do econs work. tuition is so bombarding. but i guess thats the only thing that will help :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm a coward, but i really don't want to hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5968416474611317159?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5968416474611317159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wish-life-was-simpler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5968416474611317159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5968416474611317159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wish-life-was-simpler.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-4652243652212648933</id><published>2010-07-04T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:31:32.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Makes no difference who you are&lt;br /&gt;Anything your heart desires&lt;br /&gt;Will come to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your heart is in your dream&lt;br /&gt;No request is too extreme&lt;br /&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;As dreamers do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is kind&lt;br /&gt;She brings to those who love&lt;br /&gt;The sweet fulfillment of&lt;br /&gt;Their secret longing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a bolt out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Fate steps in and sees you through&lt;br /&gt;When you wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams come true&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-4652243652212648933?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/4652243652212648933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-wish-upon-star-makes-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4652243652212648933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4652243652212648933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-you-wish-upon-star-makes-no.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-3622116609154887553</id><published>2010-07-03T03:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T03:35:08.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry for being such a bitch to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to think that i'm being as selfless and nice as i can be, but truth be told, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret saying all those stuff and getting unnecessarily worked up about small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all i'm sorry to that someone whom i've been holding a grudge against for so long. after seeing you that way i realised i was being so irrational and stupid. i miss our friendship we had at the beginning. i miss being able to talk normally. i miss you. sorry for being so idiotic ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3622116609154887553?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3622116609154887553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-sorry-for-being-such-bitch-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3622116609154887553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3622116609154887553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-sorry-for-being-such-bitch-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-1808592916375623302</id><published>2010-06-29T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:15:26.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my interest in studying is slowly being revived thanks to chem :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, i doubt that will happen with econs anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than 14 hours till chem paper starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what the hell am i doing here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to chiong organic chem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1808592916375623302?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/1808592916375623302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-interest-in-studying-is-slowly-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1808592916375623302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1808592916375623302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-interest-in-studying-is-slowly-being.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-347779053048862725</id><published>2010-06-27T11:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:04:07.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;PW presentation.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Operation Bathe Pig XD&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;CT1s.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Sops clean-up.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Camp Luminosa '10 pre-camp (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Choir Camp :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Choir BBQ :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Horny Night? XP&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Rhapsody guest performance :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Venice :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;SOV 2010 :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;External CIP-trip to the zoo (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Camp Luminosa '10 (:&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;SATs.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT2s.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;As.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-347779053048862725?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-5426454134536096684</id><published>2010-06-27T01:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:36:42.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after looking at the date i realised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly 2 months ago i was sleeping in bed, subconciously excited to join all my beloved VJ CHOIR people later that night at terminal 1, eagerly waiting to board the flight to Venice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that feeling :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5426454134536096684?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-6407024653945842899</id><published>2010-06-27T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:20:36.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't continue this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to buck up, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no more time to slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study study study. thats the way it has to be now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i want to enjoy my 8 months of freedom, i've gotta make my payments now by studying as hard as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no such thing as 'sick of studying'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta suck it up and just do it. i mean, so many other people have done this, and are doing this. so its not impossible for me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta stop complaining and start doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that, or the more i complain, the harder i should work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my one last breather lasts till 5th July and after that its all work and no play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;136 days.&lt;br /&gt;19.4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;4.4 months.&lt;br /&gt;including today, excluding 10th November.&lt;br /&gt;to As.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the countdown begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-6407024653945842899?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/6407024653945842899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-continue-this-way.html#comment-form' 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conversation with chon kiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in itself is a mystery...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-5795484180168430422?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/5795484180168430422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-had-super-interesting-2hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5795484180168430422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/5795484180168430422'/><link 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HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i FINALLY got to see zhi yang again! and my he's changed. okie lah, not like a DRASTIC change, but still a significant change haha but aiyoh, he was still coughing every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm i'm so glad you came haha. its so good to see you again after such a long time, botak sommore heehee XD really made my day! :D you look pretty cool in your uniform btw XD haha take care okies kor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bunch of cute, retarded, silly, awsome, lovely people just got me laughing so much when i reached home today. i don't know what i'd do without my lovelies, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;annmarie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;may xuen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;rena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;sherri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;soleil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;sonam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;yi min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock! stone! pebbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to see you all again, together. all 8ight of us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; you guys TTM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's so much better when you've got awesome friends who colour your life and make it the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt; it is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8528274322204439063?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8528274322204439063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-same-fucking-people-know-how-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8528274322204439063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8528274322204439063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-same-fucking-people-know-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-8745904753225506775</id><published>2010-06-24T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T01:37:12.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some f***ing people just know how to spoil your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8745904753225506775?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-4214809791325646324</id><published>2010-06-24T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:32:24.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so loved &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-4214809791325646324?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/4214809791325646324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>...birds singing in the sycamore tree&lt;br /&gt;dream a little dream of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that song has been running through my head the past few days and i cant seem to get it out and the worst thing is, i have a splitting headache that refuses to go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its not too bad cause i'm done with everything in bio and maths except organelles and freaking vectors. imma have to borrow someone's cue cards for a day, cause i can't find mine :\ and every morning imma do 1hr worth of vectors and combined questions to practise. time to chiong chem and econs :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun catching up with serene and bridget today through sms haha (: missed talking to them for so long. we all end CTs/mid years/whatever-you-want-to-call them on the 1st of july, so we're planning to hang out the day after! something to look forward to after those darned papers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting for a long time now for you to tell me that. or anything really. you don't know how hard it is trying to wait patiently for you to respond. i'm not asking for a 3-paged letter or the likes. just a simple hey, and how things are going for you. is it really that hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't just say something like that and take off. do you even realise how selfish you're being? and if you're just plain embarassed about everything, i'd rather you tell it to my face, than to tell everyone BUT me. thanks SO MUCH for respecting the friendship we've had the past 18 freaking years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said i hope you know that now that you've let this happen, my opinion of you has completely changed. and i'm talking a 180. i'm not sure if i feel the same anymore, but i know i've formed my new opinion, and its not a very nice picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't have anything much left to say. whatever decision you make is fine by me. but just so you know, there's no turning back. if you chose to ignore everything, i'll just stand there watching everything crumble, if that's what you really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice knowing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7829100025255487163?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7829100025255487163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8178881929589556272?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8178881929589556272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-even-worth-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8178881929589556272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8178881929589556272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/are-you-even-worth-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-4269216800032059778</id><published>2010-06-16T21:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T21:45:05.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people are just so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one group of people who are just so insufferable at times, i just can't put up my usual facade and pretend to be okay. and when i do voice my thoughts, i feel so guilty and bad, its so unfair. like, i can't help but get angry, but when i do, i feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's another group who just takes things for granted. i just don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supressing my feelings the entire day so i didn't spoil everyone else's mood just because mine was spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder if i can keep this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, today wasn't as good a day as i'd hoped it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, i got to see claire! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and of course, i got to wish the birthday boy in person (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY LOH! :D&lt;br /&gt;you looked so happy today! its so nice to see you smile a big, wide, proper smile, unlike the fake smile like during the DSA interviews heehee XD don't emo and turn that smile into a frown okie! or in your case, a stoned face. haha&lt;br /&gt;its been pretty awesome, getting to know you the past 1.5 years and you've been the best choir pres we could've ever asked for (:&lt;br /&gt;jia you for everything! especially As! (: take care loh and stay happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-4269216800032059778?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/4269216800032059778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-people-are-just-so-irritating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4269216800032059778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/4269216800032059778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-people-are-just-so-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-3966415351653749038</id><published>2010-06-15T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:06:05.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11 hours of mugging chem today in bishan with beat and jas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain is FRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really productive though :D learnt a few things and managed to retain a lot of info. although we were going bonkers by the end of the day. i swear jasmine gets high DAMN easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied at mos first, had lunch then moved to coffee bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg when we entered it was like WOAH. a whole cafe full of muggers, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we plopped our stuff on the table i thought i saw someone familiar at the table behind mine and i realised it was yongkee. haha really look like some hardcore mugger sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i saw roy in the morning too. he was boarding the mrt that i had just alighted. apparently he was going to play badminton with his friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw jessica as well, while we were at coffee bean. she was going to see a movie wth. people here trying to cram chem into our brains, and that woman happy happy go see movie. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking of coffee bean, the carrot cake was really pretty amazing! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatrice and jasmine! we should go out and mug together again! and this time we'll drag jolene along too! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm less than 2 weeks left of hols. time sure passes by fast. hope i'll be well-prepared this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course like any other person, i'd be damn happy to get all As. but lets be realistic. i don't think i'll be able to do that, at least not this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, i am hoping for 2As for Bio and Maths. hopefully, a C in Chem, a D/E for Econs and a C for GP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but setting my sights on something is one thing and actually working hard towards it and accomplishing it is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do hope i can pull it together this time. i don't want to have a repeat of mid years, promos, r papers and CT1s again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, okies. that A LOT. and i sure don't want to add on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really worried about Econs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i better get back to studying now. or at least go to bed. tomorrow's going to be a long day. but  get to see claire! YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY YONG YANG :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3966415351653749038?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3966415351653749038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/11-hours-of-mugging-chem-today-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3966415351653749038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/3966415351653749038'/><link rel='alternate' 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(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-2678456412861339040</id><published>2010-06-13T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:42:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and sometimes, the ones you love the most surprise you the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, i must admit, i'm still confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2678456412861339040?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-1159605687802227870</id><published>2010-06-11T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:28:42.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reset my password cause some idiot hacked into my account a while back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i can't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have had this problem if my laptop hadn't been attacked by trojan virus, cause my password is automatically remembered there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i try to reset my hotmail password they're being OH SO HELPFUL by sending a temporary password...TO THE F***ING SAME ACCOUNT! yeah, i can TOTALLY sign in to my email, to get my temporary password, and sign in again using it. *rolls eyes* wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time this happened to my sister, after a LONG time of trying, my mum used her email to email for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she got a reply from the person (not a computer generated email) asking her, 'if its your daughter's account, why are you emailing me? it should be her'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole reason we're emailing you, dammit, is cause we can't access her email! and yet you give us this bullshit? where's your common sense?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, yeah its stupid to forget your password and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is NOT being helpful...AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1159605687802227870?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-1631498699049500419</id><published>2010-06-10T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:26:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes the people you love the most, end up hurting you the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1631498699049500419?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/1631498699049500419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-people-you-love-most-end-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1631498699049500419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1631498699049500419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-people-you-love-most-end-up.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-436999419631950272</id><published>2010-06-08T20:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:01:17.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;a couple of days ago, jonathan asked me why i hadn't updated my blog in ages and i told him i guess its because i don't really know how to put the millions of thoughts running through my head into proper, coherent words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now that i think back on it, i realised the real reason for not posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging about SOV 2010,&lt;br /&gt;about how claire, jocelyn, jia en and i koped probably the biggest girls dressing room,&lt;br /&gt;about how both excited and flushed we were about having to change costumes while the guys sang stopping by woods,&lt;br /&gt;about how we rehearsed one voice, forgetting to stand upfront at the edge of the stage rather than diagonally, as per siglap pracs,&lt;br /&gt;about how we camwhored the entire time in the corridors with our absolutely gorgeous Venezian (not made in China) masks,&lt;br /&gt;about eating dinner with the year 2 sop 2 girls, edwin and singgih,&lt;br /&gt;about forcing people like robin loh to take pictures,&lt;br /&gt;about taking one final, full year 2 photo in our choir gowns and blazers,&lt;br /&gt;about how the year 2s tried so hard not to think about words like 'last, final, one more time, step down...' but ended up thinking about it and discussing it anyway,&lt;br /&gt;about how cheryl made the entire room of sops cry with her thoughtful gift,&lt;br /&gt;about how vanessa and i were recording our last warm-up as the 2010 VJ CHOIR batch,&lt;br /&gt;about standing backstage, hearing the esplanade bell ring and waiting excitedly,&lt;br /&gt;about how fast the first half of SOV went by,&lt;br /&gt;about hearing the guys singing Yu Chang and thinking 'ah Venice!',&lt;br /&gt;about finally changing costumes,&lt;br /&gt;about the year 2s listening to the year 1s sing I Set My Sail,&lt;br /&gt;about the year 2s performing our awesomely cute, and well, just plain awesome Java Jive,&lt;br /&gt;about nearly falling off the stage at the end of one voice,&lt;br /&gt;about robin ng practically blasting the starting notes for Hallelujah and the rest of us chuckling on stage,&lt;br /&gt;about how we could practically hear the audience think "how can they sing like that when they're sprawled on the floor",&lt;br /&gt;about singing Ill Coro for encore,&lt;br /&gt;about anticipating No Man Is An Island,&lt;br /&gt;about crying even before bloody opening my mouth to sing it,&lt;br /&gt;about seeing the year 3s and all the other VJ CHOIR members come up to the front,&lt;br /&gt;about hearing all the sniffles during the song,&lt;br /&gt;about that magical final chord, no matter how much it quivered with all our tears and dare i say, snot,&lt;br /&gt;about how i felt walking off that stage one last time,&lt;br /&gt;about how all of us were hugging and crying backstage,&lt;br /&gt;about mr kwei teasing us, especially the girls, for crying so much, so hard and for so long,&lt;br /&gt;about him telling us how he felt,&lt;br /&gt;about him telling us how he loved us,&lt;br /&gt;about hearing robin loh's voice one last time for his last debrief,&lt;br /&gt;about hearing his voice go higher and higher each time he spoke,&lt;br /&gt;about packing up and scanning our name cards as we exited,&lt;br /&gt;about going for 'the final supper' after everything,&lt;br /&gt;and finally about how i felt after reaching home,&lt;br /&gt;the things i've been through from 15 November 2008- 11 May 2010,&lt;br /&gt;the hard work, determination, strength, sore throats, frustration, tears, hugs, smiles, joy, laughter, beautiful music, everything that i experienced the whole time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that by typing all of this down, and publishing it in a post, it would finalise the fact that i have stepped down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that all the wondering about how empty my after-school mondays and wednesdays, and saturdays would feel would become real thoughts, swirling in my head when i try to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was scared to admit that 'i am no longer an active VJ CHOIR member' (i say this because, once a VJ CHOIR member, ALWAYS a VJ CHOIR member), scared of what it would feel like, to watch my darling year 1s practise while trying to concentrate on studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i was never one for change, big changes in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving cedar and coming to VJ was already a little difficult, separating from people like annmarie, may xuen, rena, sherri, soleil, sonam and yi min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, the impact was cushioned by the fact that i still had 2 more years of 'school' per say and probably my early admission into VJ made it easier too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the end of SOV 2010 only means, A levels, and graduationg from VJ. then comes the well-deserved break. but what about after that? uni-life, adult transport fares, etc. all totally different, totally new experiences. and it won't be like moving from primary school to secondary school and then to JC. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will be so much more different. so...not the same. its so scary to think about the future, or more like, to think about what it has in store for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stepping down just brings me one step closer to this...unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just today, after the VJ CHOIR guys played soccer, we were singing carols in the Choir Room, when we started singing O Holy Night, my favourite carol. the whole time i was so happy, singing with everyone. until we came to the 'chorus' after "for yonder breaks a new and glorious morn", i felt so choked up with emotions at that point on, thinking about how much i loved spontaneously singing like that, and how much i love caroling and just being with VJ CHOIR. i almost teared up in front of everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i've come to accept the fact that life has to go on. while i hold on to everything dear to me, i can't ignore the future and live in denial, refusing to grow up and get on with life, pretty much like what i've been doing so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my feelings for VJ CHOIR and everything else will never change. and i will forever treasure my time spent with these amazing people, the year 3s, like our parents, the year 2s like 39 brothers and sisters, and the year 1s, like little kids, watching them grow up and take our position as of 11 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to sound so dramatic, but this post has really helped me to find closure. like zhi yang said, i'm a gazillion times more happy that i am a part of ths AMAZING choir, than i am sad that i've stepped down &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i've said this countless times, but each time i say it, i love you guys even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;VJCHOIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&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/8144913921690439309-436999419631950272?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/436999419631950272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/06/couple-of-days-ago-jonathan-asked-me.html#comment-form' title='0 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Victoria Junior College Choir&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Mixed Gold VI-26.33&lt;br /&gt;Male Chorus Gold VI-25.85&lt;br /&gt;Sacred Music Gold VI-25.95&lt;br /&gt;Open Mixed Champions&lt;br /&gt;Male Chorus Champions&lt;br /&gt;Sacred Music 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Best Interpretation of Set Piece&lt;br /&gt;Diploma of Honours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VJChoir is the best!&lt;br /&gt;SOV here we come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-6564812377123801635</id><published>2010-03-01T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T12:05:00.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;PW presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Operation Bathe Pig XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CT1s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sops clean-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Camp Luminosa '10 pre-camp (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir Camp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Choir BBQ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Horny Night? XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Rhapsody guest performance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Venice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;SOV 2010 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;External CIP-trip to the zoo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Camp Luminosa '10 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SATs.&lt;br /&gt;CT2s.&lt;br /&gt;Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;As.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that about sums up the rest of my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-6564812377123801635?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/6564812377123801635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/03/pw-presentation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6564812377123801635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/6564812377123801635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/03/pw-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-7491778259807732093</id><published>2010-02-13T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T15:25:30.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's happiest moments make the saddest memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7491778259807732093?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7491778259807732093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-happiest-moments-make-saddest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7491778259807732093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/7491778259807732093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-happiest-moments-make-saddest.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-2598157033137864975</id><published>2010-02-01T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T02:34:23.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's MUCH better when you have AMAZING friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talking to them makes me forgot the crappy part of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys, for cheering me up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2598157033137864975?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/2598157033137864975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-much-better-when-you-have-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2598157033137864975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/2598157033137864975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-much-better-when-you-have-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-1642300254937161285</id><published>2010-01-31T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:48:03.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i ask of you is that you leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it really that difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's a bitch. you're just gonna have to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1642300254937161285?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/1642300254937161285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-ask-of-you-is-that-you-leave-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1642300254937161285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1642300254937161285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-ask-of-you-is-that-you-leave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-3374590048478197009</id><published>2010-01-26T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:12:23.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the next 2 weeks are gonna be so damn busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CT1s are in 5 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$554.50 in 2 days is pretty awesome, condsidering what ka yat was saying XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 periods in LT5 isn't ALL that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is FRIDAY (go figure XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you see a 16/25 for an econs essay you feel quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you see a 4/25 for the other one, you feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;respiration is one of my new favourite chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherri is an awesomely level-headed and rationale person. jia you dearie! we love you! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i get high at totally random moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unfortunately for robin loh, he seems to be there almost everytime i get high XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dreading telling my parents about R papers. will my yes to venice become a no? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine likes to talk. a lot. in an EXTREMELY LOUD VOLUME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting chem and maths tuition next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill married men is quite fun to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity the T&amp;amp;B guys for in chiam pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i'm a sop2 for lay a garland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the 2nd day this year i reached home earlier than my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've still yet to collect the damned subject day forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still holding onto the stupid rules and regulations form -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to chain myself away from the laptop and go do my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;♥nan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-3374590048478197009?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/3374590048478197009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/next-2-weeks-are-gonna-be-so-damn-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, everyone has 24 hours in a day, 168 hours in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why can't i manage my time effectively like so many other people do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, 'managing time' is a misnomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't manage time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can only manage YOURSELF within the time you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to finish the work i have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to receive more work tomorrow, and many more days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-7000741857637968719?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/7000741857637968719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><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-8144913921690439309.post-2665818416784749170</id><published>2010-01-21T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:32:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the brick walls that are in our way are there for a reason.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they are not there to keep us out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they are there to give us a way to show how much we want it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Randy Pausch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-2665818416784749170?l=autumn-hues.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-8144913921690439309.post-8517664165353506061</id><published>2010-01-19T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:14:23.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a pretty uneventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, i want to apologise to everyone for my unusual moodiness. i don't know whats got into me today. i hope it doesn't happen again :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;periodic table test is postponed to thursday! (: thank god! and thanks to robin ng for the hints XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;integration 8.3 and 8.4 is taking the life out of me. at first, it looks do-able, but when i'm halfway through, i realise i don't know how to finish the rest of it -.- and don't get me started about all the other work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just found out that cedar alumni prac might be only fridays. and the performance is on 23rd april, which is a friday. should i, or should i not? i'm not too sure. i don't know if i can cope with everything :\ and its very close to venice, that is, if i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, got this really sweet message from clement today, about friends (: one of the nicest and truest message i've read, and it really brightened up my day (: sent it to a lot of my friends, and people like may xuen, jasmine, gordon and grace really made me even happier (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its things like this that make my worst days turn into the best in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'd do without these angels! thanks guys, for making today a very pleasant day for me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-8517664165353506061?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/8517664165353506061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-pretty-uneventful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8517664165353506061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/8517664165353506061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-was-pretty-uneventful-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-8144913921690439309.post-1718514664695185748</id><published>2010-01-18T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:45:38.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been an awefully long time since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, 2009 is over and 2010 has officially begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can honestly say i loved almost every bit of 2009, save for the few unpleasant experiences i've had to deal with every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone, especially people from 8ight, 09S39 and VJChoir, who made my 2009 an amazing year for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its year 2 already and A levels is the word that seems to at the back of everyone's mind right now. the emphasis on studies is more obvious now than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judging by my promos, its going to take a LOT of effort and time to get back on track and work towards my goals. although its safe to say i've made an effort to be more focused on my studies, there are so many more things i need improve on to get even an inch closer to reaching my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, i just have to give it my all. this year is make it or break it. and i'm definitely not going to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had the 2nd choir prac of the year and i must say, its not bad. from what i can remember, we sound a LOT better now than we did at the beginning of last year. of course, one year of singing in VJChoir does wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling this year will be a good one for us, what with venice and all. hopefully my parents will allow me to go, despite my horrible R paper results :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to study for PT test on wed -.- gosh i'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to edwin chow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"they're EDWIN CHOW's notes. it's equivalent to PRADA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA please don't kill me edwin! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;♥nan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144913921690439309-1718514664695185748?l=autumn-hues.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/feeds/1718514664695185748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1718514664695185748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144913921690439309/posts/default/1718514664695185748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://autumn-hues.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi-world.html' title=''/><author><name>sunanda (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08148049163124609484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
