<?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-1027564779074817796</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:37:44.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joie di vivre.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1599375428487790274</id><published>2012-02-12T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T22:29:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Playing the piano and we all sing.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Hanging around kids and watching that glimmer in their eye that makes something in your heart twitch and melt :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Singing, singing and singing.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The unnerving, pointless talking. It never ends, it never stops. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Escape to the courts. We see the clouds move over and the heavy downpour comes before we get to run.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Drenched in the bleachers, waiting for it to end.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Warm silences.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Spicy dinner to silent the growl from our bellies that sounded like the lightning earlier.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; A long shower.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; Sighing over the last-minute homework thinking, the weekend's over already?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; The never ending wondering. Why did I say that? I didn't think.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here we are, counting down to the next breakless break. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hello, face spritzer. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;That was mildly heartbreaking.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1599375428487790274?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1599375428487790274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1599375428487790274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1599375428487790274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1599375428487790274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2012/02/playing-piano-and-we-all-sing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7869154659302878218</id><published>2012-02-11T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T23:10:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;All this falsity is growing louder.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; And it painfully throbs in the ears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7869154659302878218?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7869154659302878218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7869154659302878218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7869154659302878218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7869154659302878218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2012/02/all-this-falsity-is-growing-louder.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3377087582178593012</id><published>2012-02-07T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T00:02:21.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Down the road the sun is shining and every cloud has a silver lining. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just keep holding on."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3377087582178593012?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3377087582178593012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3377087582178593012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3377087582178593012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3377087582178593012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2012/02/down-road-sun-is-shining-and-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5738221298013187848</id><published>2012-02-04T11:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:42:37.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;School. Back in my loving and fun class. Mistakes in front of the whole school. Being watched by teachers. Constant nagging in my brain that I have to finish all my homework and that the word 'forgot' must never be used. Teachers having smirks plastered on their face saying 'oh you should know that I give a lot of homework'. #o.o but then again, the fun never stops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Drama. A never ending chronicle. Why all this hypocrisy? Shame on you for making others feel rejected. And all the endless talking and spinning of stories. When was it ever that fun? Life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The little storm. The people who make 'friends' a bad name. I've said enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Installation day. Thank you all prefects for being so cooperative and fun. You guys were awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;China. Real organic vegetables and peanuts! Endlessly binging awayyy. and non-stop eating. There were at least 10 dishes per meal ngomngom. Large reunions. And the hospitality. A week away from homework and stress and nasty things despite the dehydration. Four layers of clothes and pink cheeks :D Incredible fun and large fireworks from every rooftop. (: then I had to go home..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fell back to earth. Homework marathon before going back to school the next day. The moment when I found out there was another essay to finish right before I went to bed at 11pm. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Little happy things. I thank God for my family. Nothing's boring with them. They tolerate my whining and whining and..whining and distressing acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;God. Who is forever there. He keeps me awake in classes better than my face spritzer :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Saturday. I love how the word makes me sigh with content. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5738221298013187848?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5738221298013187848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5738221298013187848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5738221298013187848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5738221298013187848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2012/02/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8687155609070767521</id><published>2012-01-17T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T20:32:54.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAWRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Surviving third week of school! I know I haven't been updating my gorgeous pink blog, but my lousy time management has been really lousy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there's this throbbing headache and unfinished bags to pack and hope for a few miracles. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;So much for an update. Will be back soon!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8687155609070767521?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8687155609070767521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8687155609070767521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8687155609070767521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8687155609070767521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2012/01/rawrrrr.html' title='RAWRRRR'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4972419950948545126</id><published>2011-11-22T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:08:46.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Words are easy, like the wind; Faithful friends are hard to find.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back everything is different....”    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prince Caspian, C. S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4972419950948545126?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4972419950948545126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4972419950948545126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4972419950948545126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4972419950948545126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/11/words-are-easy-like-wind-faithful.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7981055830181664775</id><published>2011-11-16T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T22:52:35.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But hatred is a curved blade. The harm we do, we do to ourselves."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Five People You Meet In Heaven, Mitch Albom.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7981055830181664775?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7981055830181664775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7981055830181664775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7981055830181664775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7981055830181664775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-hatred-is-curved-blade.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3438279411384301890</id><published>2011-11-15T21:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:40:53.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creeps in this petty pace.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm counting the days for this week to be over. Yeah, school's been great- school syllabus completed, teachers not teaching, back-to-back periods of talking about everything, reading without having the fear that you'll be caught for doing something deemed 'illegal'. But staying home beats going to school flat anytime, what not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this bursting urge for me to stay home and snuggle beneath the comforters for an extra hour, waking up to breakfast without having to rush to school. I will be able to afford to make a nice cup of green tea (&amp;lt;3) and read. If only. Instead, I wake up at 6, try to tame my newly cut hair into a 'neat' ponytail I always fail to have (wink) and stuff breakfast into a sandwich bag for me to chomp in the car. I'm proud thinking of how I managed to get through almost 10 years of my life doing the same thing, though I used to be &lt;i&gt;so much more&lt;/i&gt; organized before I became this procrastinator with lousy time management in the later and more recent part of secondary school. &lt;i&gt;2 more minutes, 2 more minutes. Snooze&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at 6am, all these little thoughts I take pride in for motivation to keep going with the everyday ritual is washed away. 'SHUN THE ALARM CLOCK. SHUN IT'. And I pity my phone for having to go through the constant jabbing for me to silent the alarm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 more days to go, a short break, and then it's one year left. Hello? Wasn't I in form 1 just yesterday when I got bird poo over my shoulder?  It's all overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Embracing authority. It looks and sounds good on the surface, like a glossy page. But glossy pages can give nasty paper cuts. Constant good behavior, a ton of responsibility &amp;amp; work, the squeezing of brains, the need to communicate efficiently. I'm not complaining.  The adrenaline of checking things off the everyday to-do list faithfully over the past year feels awesome. But like I said. Overwhelming. So now, the list just doubled. I've to finish &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; of my homework, make sure they're done neatly, stay awake big-eyed in class and make sure I don't mess up assemblies (which I already have, once).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thought of me finishing all of my homework &lt;i&gt;neatly&lt;/i&gt; and being a 100% good girl doesn't look exactly promising and really makes me laugh hard. Big time procrastinator is now sitting here typing aimlessly right before bedtime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next year will be fun. Next year will be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to continue finding reasons to skipping school for the next few days, but I'm no genius and I'm just downright lazy. So yeah. I'll be going to school tomorrow and the day after, and the day next. 3 more days! Then there'll be VBS!, my uncle's wedding!, youth camp committee meetings!, youth camp!!, Christmas! :) .. Then school, till we meet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot what this post was supposed to be. So the ranting ends here for today and if you read the whole of this post, my salutes &amp;amp; kind wishes to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To happy beginnings of another day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3438279411384301890?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3438279411384301890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3438279411384301890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3438279411384301890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3438279411384301890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/11/creeps-in-this-petty-pace.html' title='Creeps in this petty pace.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6638261503851160033</id><published>2011-11-13T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:11:02.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's raining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, the joys of being in my room randomly typing keys on my laptop with the AC blaring while listening to the raindrops hitting the roof. The irony of it all, now that I just got back from Cameron Highlands a couple of hours ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent a great one and a half days in Chefoo stuffing myself with scones, brownies and food while lazing around. 'Babysitting', for lack of a better word. Soaking in the sight of the rain and the smell of nature. And ice popsicles! ...that I couldn't have because I was too stuffed already. But anyway, that was definitely what I needed: Allowing my laziness to take over all sanity! RAWWRRRR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;-cricket, cricket-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the kitchen's stocked up with shortbread and brownies and strawberry jam! I can really get used to this. Someone should come up with zero-calorie desserts. I would be your faithful customer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....dreams. It's nice to dream once in a while, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been busying myself with watching this live show of 2PM after watching Dream High which starred Taecyeon. I kid you not. These people really crack me up. Surprise, surprise. I'm finally watching things like that. But let me explain myself: There was no blonde hair, no skinny jeans, no thick eyeliner, which was what drew my attention back to Korean dramas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just killed a bug. THE HORROR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6638261503851160033?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6638261503851160033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6638261503851160033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6638261503851160033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6638261503851160033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-raining-ah-joys-of-being-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2565730382289426707</id><published>2011-10-31T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T22:07:25.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To what's clinging.</title><content type='html'>Instant irritation relief, for now--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flailing arms in the air. Jumping in circles. Shuffling in the corner of the room. Screaming so unbearably loud. CSI marathon. Marks &amp;amp; Spencer tortillas and potato chips. Cupcakes. Scratching the painful itchy mosquito bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna throw darts at that game you're playing. Shoot them with my air gun. Cause exams are over and I am cool. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;No, seriously. I throw ping pong balls at you.&lt;br /&gt;Look at those bright orange spheresssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant irritation relief (updated)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flailing arms in the air. Jumping in circles. Shuffling in the corner of  the room. Screaming so unbearably loud. CSI marathon. Marks &amp;amp;  Spencer tortillas and potato chips. Cupcakes. Scratching the painful  itchy mosquito bites. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blogging like a senseless dimwit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled than ever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy and I like it. I'm expecting the worst. Because that's what's always hurled right at you, anyway. Melancholic moments that my tiny brain thought only came out in movies to absorb people into whatever the scene.&lt;br /&gt;And behind those walls and acts, what's real anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We're like glowing sticks. In order to shine we must be broken."&lt;br /&gt;As painful as its truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI marathon resumes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2565730382289426707?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2565730382289426707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2565730382289426707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2565730382289426707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2565730382289426707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-whats-clinging.html' title='To what&apos;s clinging.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6720098242366231507</id><published>2011-09-16T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:41:04.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so easy to sit in our own comfortable zone, and when some big change happens you're left hanging. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It has been established that working hard for something isn't all that matters. We don't always get the fruits of our labor that we picture. It turns elsewhere. And sometimes its a struggle to keep up. Though I've seen it happen a lot, I still can't familiarize to this whole.. prospect.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I'm lucky that I can find comfort in the fact that everything happens for a reason and that I can rely on my big creator who's slowly weaving everything to fit in for the greater good and for that fine-looking portrait of our lives God has painted for each of us.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So, there. Another jabber of clogged thoughts for today. There's so much to say and be frowny about, but the painter of this interesting piece of painting definitely has a bigger plan. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; ''You need someone to lift your spirits. You need someone to look you in the face and say, 'this isn't the end. Don't give up. There's a better place than this. And I'll lead you there.'" &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6720098242366231507?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6720098242366231507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6720098242366231507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6720098242366231507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6720098242366231507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-so-easy-to-sit-in-our-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4428933020080811822</id><published>2011-09-13T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:01:36.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Don't tell God how big your storm is. Tell the storm how big your God is."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4428933020080811822?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4428933020080811822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4428933020080811822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4428933020080811822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4428933020080811822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-tell-god-how-big-your-storm-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5731089005640576641</id><published>2011-09-11T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:31:51.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's rant:</title><content type='html'>Back!  &lt;br/&gt; More ranting for now. Life's great but then the drama never ceases and porcupines are always there to prick your butt wherever you sit. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I'm overwhelmed by all this drama. Dramas are nice, of course. When they're in a rectangular screen, and the only way you're in the same room as them is when you're sitting back, popcorn in hand for added effect and you're watching the screen.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It's an irony, though, that I'm drowning in all of this considering my life is pretty 'just like that'. The past few weeks have been testing and stretching my patience. What's left of it, actually. Gah! Shouldn't continue ranting.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; -distraction- &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So I've been soaking in books from Wattpad. I ttly recommend! Too much depression from jodi picoult and Jeffrey archer can be cured by reading books from Wattpad! To sum it up, I've been soaking in quite a bit of teen romance and this drama series from China which is really, really, REALLY good. That drama, I like. I'm addicted. Unexpected, yes but its fun. You should try it sometime ;) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Back to the intolerable truth. There's school tmr!  &lt;br/&gt; I. Will. Survive.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; -rant ends here- &lt;br/&gt; :) &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5731089005640576641?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5731089005640576641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5731089005640576641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5731089005640576641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5731089005640576641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-rant.html' title='Today&amp;#39;s rant:'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-443995646929555291</id><published>2011-07-16T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T23:31:17.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comfortable silence.</title><content type='html'>Sitting on the bed with the ipod plugged. Warm lights spilling from one corner of the room.  &lt;br/&gt; Far away from incomplete reports and homework.  &lt;br/&gt; This feels good. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I'm a big procrastinator. Definitely a lousy trait but I can't seem to kick it off.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; So today was interesting. Helped out at bk quiz today, lunch and ballet then back to downloading more music.  &lt;br/&gt; ____ &lt;br/&gt; Oh yes, I forgot! &lt;br/&gt; Law olympiad competition by HELP university. &lt;br/&gt; Much to our surprise, we won. Much to our surprise. Haha. But glory to God. I'm positive we couldn't have done it without Him.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; No matter the hurtful rumours. &lt;br/&gt; We know.  &lt;br/&gt; That's what counts.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-443995646929555291?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/443995646929555291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=443995646929555291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/443995646929555291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/443995646929555291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/07/comfortable-silence.html' title='comfortable silence.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7908633940749835748</id><published>2011-07-15T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T21:23:29.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants.</title><content type='html'>I didn't know I bothered much.&lt;br /&gt;Being brought up in all the discrimination and hurt made all the ignorance bottle up and it's somewhere latched inside. Though I have dreams and wishes of stepping away from all the mess, it still sucks seeing people go through the dumps. Whatever it is, I come from here. And watching others get bashed up for 'the future generations', which includes me, churns me up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with standing up for peace? It's a right. I never knew there was a constitution or a rule that said standing up to your rights made you deserving of being thrown into lairs.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Tear gas on innocent people. That's childish.&lt;br /&gt;Was there even a need? They were just walking on the streets singing the national anthem and being supportive of each other, for crying out loud. To top that, they obviously sing better than you very noble people who carry batons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna take Digiman away? Who's gonna follow you?&lt;br /&gt;Spongebob? Kids love him. Who knows, deep down, you with the walls of insecurity love him just as much.&lt;br /&gt;Am I to burn my yellow shirts? What happened to saving money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying. No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siapa makan cili dia yang rasa pedas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See! I know my BM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7908633940749835748?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7908633940749835748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7908633940749835748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7908633940749835748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7908633940749835748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/07/rants.html' title='Rants.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2471917349886147190</id><published>2011-06-14T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:40:12.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be, or not to be?</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I last blogged. Whooooo! Super long hiatus, indeed, I kid you not. Anyway, I wasn't supposed to update my blog. I landed up here because this is one of the only diversions I have from finishing my NIE project -which I think is utterly ridiculous-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is one of the few social webs I subscribe to, I think it's fair to finally come back. I'm lousy in keeping social sites. My Facebook is left hanging. I sign in at random parts of the day and leave before I can start a conversation with anyone and vice versa. My blog was left unattended. Friendster is... I shouldn't even speak of it. MSN- Haven't signed in in months, years, ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm still trying to figure out why I chose to rant here even though I could be doing a million other things. Like always, I waste time. I procastinate. I am super undisciplined. Gah. That doesn't make me feel accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cricket, cricket)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I DOING HEREEEEE???&lt;br /&gt;My sister's friends are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staying OVER&lt;/span&gt; to finish the NIE project. Aahhh. I reminisce and remember. I, too, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; also one determined, scared little creature. No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH. I'm supposed to Google eating disorders and all those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Obesity is caused by excessive food intake......, lack of physical activity.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Zap it. Lack of physical activity?!&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to ballet. See? I take hiatuses. All. The. Fricking. Time.&lt;br /&gt;Have to learn the super jumpy, leg straining, breath stealing, strength draining, mind boggling, leg flying, fun waltz I haven't learnt yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I don't even want the personal pan pizza voucher! I don't wanna do NIE! I refuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-10 seconds later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fine. I'll just be a good girl and finish NIE. To save my neck. And since they insist, I'll accept the pizza voucher IF they ever keep to their promise/ think our magazine qualifies for a pizza voucher (I highly doubt that :P) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to being a good girl----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2471917349886147190?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2471917349886147190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2471917349886147190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2471917349886147190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2471917349886147190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/06/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To be, or not to be?'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6706690033188671211</id><published>2011-05-05T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T19:00:38.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside down.</title><content type='html'>And I'm eating more than ever. &lt;br/&gt; Living on junkfood. &lt;br/&gt; Laughing on nigahiga videos. &lt;br/&gt; Walking in circles. &lt;br/&gt; Staring at the ceiling. &lt;br/&gt; Abandoning my Facebook. &lt;br/&gt; Having the craziest chocolate crave. &lt;br/&gt; Oblivious that exam's just a few days away. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; There goes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6706690033188671211?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6706690033188671211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6706690033188671211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6706690033188671211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6706690033188671211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/05/upside-down.html' title='Upside down.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8481850897699853871</id><published>2011-04-24T15:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T15:31:31.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY EASTER :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8481850897699853871?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8481850897699853871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8481850897699853871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8481850897699853871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8481850897699853871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-9021026591247766528</id><published>2011-04-19T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T16:44:10.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. GB camp's over.&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 down, 3 more essays to go.&lt;br /&gt;3. A file of reports for camp.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stock up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. Drink water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-9021026591247766528?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/9021026591247766528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=9021026591247766528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9021026591247766528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9021026591247766528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4918274580363804109</id><published>2011-04-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:28:01.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forever savior of the world, You are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4918274580363804109?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4918274580363804109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4918274580363804109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4918274580363804109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4918274580363804109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/04/forever-savior-of-world-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8708503248116527778</id><published>2011-03-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T23:00:02.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the rationalism in that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8708503248116527778?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8708503248116527778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8708503248116527778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8708503248116527778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8708503248116527778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/03/wheres-rationalism-in-that.html' title='where&apos;s the rationalism in that.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3782224485940934859</id><published>2011-01-29T12:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:46:34.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>182. Sunshine after a rainy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3782224485940934859?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3782224485940934859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3782224485940934859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3782224485940934859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3782224485940934859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/01/182.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8562322984792852443</id><published>2011-01-03T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:40:02.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Argh, headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8562322984792852443?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8562322984792852443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8562322984792852443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8562322984792852443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8562322984792852443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2011/01/argh-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1087040355360229690</id><published>2010-12-31T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T23:18:00.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of hair &amp; new year hellos.</title><content type='html'>Back from youth quake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's yesterday's news.&lt;br /&gt;So much to write, do, eat, read, start but the bed is so inviting and the clock shows its 50 minutes to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Happy New Year! (:&lt;br /&gt;May 2011 be another blessed year of God's creation for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's news:&lt;br /&gt;I got a haircut and I can cry now.&lt;br /&gt;My hairr my long hairrrr and fringe has become shoulder-length and my fringe is half bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the whole epitome of me cutting my hair before something important happens again. So in two days' time, I'll be back in school and people are gonna wonder why i've got a chicken backside fringe but no matter cuz only a few are gonna laugh. Maybe 10, maybe 20, maybe everyone who sees me. Everyone, but pffff you knowwww not many.&lt;br /&gt;*snarls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a consolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, all! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1087040355360229690?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1087040355360229690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1087040355360229690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1087040355360229690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1087040355360229690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/12/of-hair-new-year-hellos.html' title='Of hair &amp; new year hellos.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1995455766120792859</id><published>2010-12-24T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:57:54.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at first sight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOO BABY.&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for you for so long, days &amp;amp; years.&lt;br /&gt;Dad &amp;amp; Mom remind me of you when I decide to procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;I battle against sejarah and kh and all their allies partly for you.&lt;br /&gt;And now you're right here with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the family, EOS 550.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1995455766120792859?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1995455766120792859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1995455766120792859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1995455766120792859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1995455766120792859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-at-first-sight_24.html' title='Love at first sight.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7246613276219124243</id><published>2010-12-24T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T12:54:47.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God has been so good.&lt;br /&gt;Every second in this jam-packed holiday and the past year has been a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;He has always been been there, He remains.&lt;br /&gt;The people, the faces, the places, the things.&lt;br /&gt;And the 7 that I finally realized was worth waiting and working for. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas party was awesome and heels cramped my toes.&lt;br /&gt;But above all else, God made everything go smoothly. He even gave me my voice that I have been praying for! Truly a miracle because I couldn't even hit a middle C the day before the party. The mike batteries went flat but it was fun running up and down. Whooo. I didn't even realize I was to get my PMR results the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Happy Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7246613276219124243?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7246613276219124243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7246613276219124243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7246613276219124243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7246613276219124243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/12/god-has-been-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2077801521716936115</id><published>2010-12-16T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:20:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenie tiny things.</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy I barely realized the holidays even started. And it's already mid December.&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise. Here we are, and in two weeks school will reopen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Puny little things from the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;No breaks, things were far from monotonous and stagnant. Only my calender forgot to flip its pages.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VBS &amp;amp; the many things to do to make it complete.&lt;br /&gt;Over, finito. Till we meet again, hopefully next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie outing.&lt;br /&gt;Rapunzel. It's in Disney's field of expertise to maintain that happy-ever-after ending. Which was rather adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China.&lt;br /&gt;Yunnan was beyond spectacular. Complete princess slash bum for 8 days. Every meal had at least 12 dishes. Fresh salmon meal (:D) and et cetera, you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I can't hold back from ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The veggies I tell you were so good I'm not sure if I'll even eat Malaysian veggie. Bah this happens after every time I come back from China.&lt;br /&gt;Their cherry tomatoes. So the super juicy.&lt;br /&gt;-The weird English has already start to come in-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prep for Christmas party.&lt;br /&gt;Still going on and keeping me busy. Drama and band practices, deco, and it goes all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR result day.&lt;br /&gt;-Heart sinks- I don't know what to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir performance. Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Oh voice, be nice. All I want (No, one of the things) for Christmas is youuuu. So stay fit and nice-sounding. Please thank you hehehhehh now stay latched inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth quake.&lt;br /&gt;To come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader with the family.&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration to re-read the Chronicles of Narnia all over again.&lt;br /&gt;An extra 7 bucks to watch it in 3D, which I thought was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't see how so many people slept throughout parts of the movie. I know I was wide awake the entire film.&lt;br /&gt;C.S. Lewis is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Drama practice.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday journal assignment.&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia, for the __ time. Lost count. C.S. Lewis is a genius. Oh wait, I've already said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What now.&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2077801521716936115?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2077801521716936115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2077801521716936115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2077801521716936115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2077801521716936115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/12/teenie-tiny-things.html' title='Teenie tiny things.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4223035902995778166</id><published>2010-12-15T09:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T09:40:09.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.33 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4223035902995778166?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4223035902995778166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4223035902995778166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4223035902995778166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4223035902995778166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/12/9.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2779556611641263732</id><published>2010-11-13T22:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:51:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>My brain doesn't work right always.&lt;br /&gt;The wrong things happen at the wrong time.&lt;br /&gt;Drama class doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bad at lying, I'm bad at acting.&lt;br /&gt;I'd frown and hide away.&lt;br /&gt;Walk ahead, or stay far off behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6jck_eBdI/AAAAAAAADbI/hMEG5p_LsR4/s1600/ed1dbdb1a1589b3658d7d5270a5ceac8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6jck_eBdI/AAAAAAAADbI/hMEG5p_LsR4/s320/ed1dbdb1a1589b3658d7d5270a5ceac8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539044303073838546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitary confinement. Because sometimes there's simply nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just don't know what else can help.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted chances &amp;amp; opportunities, never thinking.&lt;br /&gt;The same old thing happens, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Another color turns to grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes make the worst mistakes and screw up.&lt;br /&gt;Everything becomes a mess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My actions were innocent and unintentional.&lt;br /&gt;But no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining now.&lt;br /&gt;The rain hitting hard against the roof and the thunder's roaring.&lt;br /&gt;How it all fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson, but in a very harsh manner.&lt;br /&gt;Deep within, the heart is scarred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then there's a light.&lt;br /&gt;A light of hope, a light of comfort,&lt;br /&gt;A light of strength.&lt;br /&gt;Blocking the pain, I'm well protected under this dome and shield of light.&lt;br /&gt;That light -- It comes from above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2779556611641263732?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2779556611641263732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2779556611641263732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2779556611641263732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2779556611641263732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/11/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6jck_eBdI/AAAAAAAADbI/hMEG5p_LsR4/s72-c/ed1dbdb1a1589b3658d7d5270a5ceac8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1186107042735577130</id><published>2010-11-13T21:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:46:45.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning in circles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jazzchant competition.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6pX6BW0_I/AAAAAAAADbo/dlM8bMR2_0A/s1600/149017_452468113564_631068564_5508676_2249662_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6pX6BW0_I/AAAAAAAADbo/dlM8bMR2_0A/s320/149017_452468113564_631068564_5508676_2249662_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539050819889320946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We need to photoshop Mel into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6pS85xYPI/AAAAAAAADbg/kSx8_qSxF0w/s1600/148140_452468138564_631068564_5508677_3389390_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6pS85xYPI/AAAAAAAADbg/kSx8_qSxF0w/s320/148140_452468138564_631068564_5508677_3389390_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539050734763466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Senamrobik competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6ogZXW8OI/AAAAAAAADbY/yQYrwcjqwrA/s1600/76973_454946808564_631068564_5535155_994425_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6ogZXW8OI/AAAAAAAADbY/yQYrwcjqwrA/s320/76973_454946808564_631068564_5535155_994425_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539049866230427874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Check out the whiteboard at the back ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The root to my present lost voice. "One two three four, two two three four. Jump, jump, up, down." Walla. Nut Tan has lost her voice. And the sweat, the aches and the bruises.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kept insisting on practicing even though I gave them breaks. They're a bunch of awesome awesome people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gangstars competition.&lt;br /&gt;First/second-ish &amp;amp; last practice the day before the competition. Woke up the next day with no sound coming out of my mouth.  Gulped 2 mugs of honey water, one mug of lemonade and another mug of soy bean drink before rushing to school. Went to school and fount that all the five of us lost our voices; Lee, Alia, Amelia, Ding &amp;amp; I. God does wonders and we regained our voices just enough to perform before losing them again.&lt;br /&gt;Then victory :) And an encore of performance after that which we all sounded like mules because. Well, because. *croak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6oX6iaYJI/AAAAAAAADbQ/wRSL658fqTY/s1600/74437_454949848564_631068564_5535223_1466326_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6oX6iaYJI/AAAAAAAADbQ/wRSL658fqTY/s320/74437_454949848564_631068564_5535223_1466326_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539049720516337810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN7AVFD7pNI/AAAAAAAADbw/auxHSk74sPE/s1600/hornbill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN7AVFD7pNI/AAAAAAAADbw/auxHSk74sPE/s320/hornbill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539076060080743634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, WOOOT :)  Victory in all three of them, which were not at all expected.  All the effort paid off and was worth it. Vids are all on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present:&lt;br /&gt;Back to work and finishing namelists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1186107042735577130?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1186107042735577130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1186107042735577130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1186107042735577130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1186107042735577130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/11/past-week-jazzchant-competition.html' title='Spinning in circles'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TN6pX6BW0_I/AAAAAAAADbo/dlM8bMR2_0A/s72-c/149017_452468113564_631068564_5508676_2249662_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3605864370703160391</id><published>2010-11-08T21:38:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:01:20.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamt and got better.</title><content type='html'>After-PMR life is a bliss and a whirlwind altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before PMR, I thought after-PMR life would be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNf_RNP9McI/AAAAAAAADY4/sz_I3K4igao/s1600/5c43cc3aef1cc171788bb032163eb40b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNf_RNP9McI/AAAAAAAADY4/sz_I3K4igao/s320/5c43cc3aef1cc171788bb032163eb40b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537174937954759106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNf_xYG_71I/AAAAAAAADZA/qHld1GH9C2Y/s1600/Reading_by_ElementsOfPersuasion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNf_xYG_71I/AAAAAAAADZA/qHld1GH9C2Y/s320/Reading_by_ElementsOfPersuasion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537175490625793874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reading throughout the whole afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgAflGJH5I/AAAAAAAADZI/e1R-cxOSl_M/s1600/0eadd9ebce40a5e0c4b43cbda034eea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgAflGJH5I/AAAAAAAADZI/e1R-cxOSl_M/s320/0eadd9ebce40a5e0c4b43cbda034eea1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537176284385845138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgBInvddJI/AAAAAAAADZY/JsZWro8gcDU/s1600/Cupcakes_by_TiffanyPham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgBInvddJI/AAAAAAAADZY/JsZWro8gcDU/s320/Cupcakes_by_TiffanyPham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537176989470651538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgAsoR63uI/AAAAAAAADZQ/5SqrWVvO40s/s1600/46ba5b2e3d124f3a5cb92c78fe120878.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgAsoR63uI/AAAAAAAADZQ/5SqrWVvO40s/s320/46ba5b2e3d124f3a5cb92c78fe120878.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537176508578848482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cupcakes, cookies and coffee for tea/dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Who'd ever mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgCLF-OkOI/AAAAAAAADZg/UzSiJoWKxr0/s1600/Beautiful_Sleep_by_ambie_bambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgCLF-OkOI/AAAAAAAADZg/UzSiJoWKxr0/s320/Beautiful_Sleep_by_ambie_bambi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178131457020130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So relaxing right. No pimples, &lt;s&gt;no wrinkles&lt;/s&gt;, no puffy goldfish eyes, no headaches.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. "Nut, you've no life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, wait for it;&lt;br /&gt;The actual after-PMR life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blemishes sprouting on my face, eyebags, and and.. my frequency to steer sideways and daydream came in one whole package. BAM and it came.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgDHhA88sI/AAAAAAAADZo/5bPCozVMfEY/s1600/Back_to_school_by_NintendoChick109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgDHhA88sI/AAAAAAAADZo/5bPCozVMfEY/s320/Back_to_school_by_NintendoChick109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179169508356802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgFity6nsI/AAAAAAAADZw/n72g48XbKjk/s1600/concentrate_on_the_match_by_karil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgFity6nsI/AAAAAAAADZw/n72g48XbKjk/s320/concentrate_on_the_match_by_karil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537181835818868418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; practice for post-PMR competitions we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reluctantly&lt;/span&gt; join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgGUuquVAI/AAAAAAAADZ4/zJftuKKRW6U/s1600/Make_the_Sun__by_with_wings09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgGUuquVAI/AAAAAAAADZ4/zJftuKKRW6U/s320/Make_the_Sun__by_with_wings09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537182695046403074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VBS practices &amp;amp; VBS to help out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgN_WJrIHI/AAAAAAAADa4/tSa15RarK_4/s1600/Snowflakes_by_djmadhatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgN_WJrIHI/AAAAAAAADa4/tSa15RarK_4/s320/Snowflakes_by_djmadhatter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537191123781099634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Youth Christmas party prep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgHgLTdwEI/AAAAAAAADaA/OEvaZeNTaOQ/s1600/ballet_by_myusernameisjenna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgHgLTdwEI/AAAAAAAADaA/OEvaZeNTaOQ/s320/ballet_by_myusernameisjenna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537183991223664706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ballet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgIA8myXyI/AAAAAAAADaI/TLD9UBDK1gM/s1600/Big_Happy_Family_by_Phoenix_Gurl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgIA8myXyI/AAAAAAAADaI/TLD9UBDK1gM/s320/Big_Happy_Family_by_Phoenix_Gurl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537184554213859106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgJJZG2KTI/AAAAAAAADaQ/8GvPSFniGSM/s1600/Half_Past_Midnight_by_raesantics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgJJZG2KTI/AAAAAAAADaQ/8GvPSFniGSM/s320/Half_Past_Midnight_by_raesantics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537185798815099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bedtime past midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgKACJ5EUI/AAAAAAAADaY/4-DdCDZGQ1M/s1600/books_by_de_ice11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgKACJ5EUI/AAAAAAAADaY/4-DdCDZGQ1M/s320/books_by_de_ice11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537186737546662210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgKYe3aMhI/AAAAAAAADag/FHvS4IFO1MU/s1600/almost_done_by_pingkipingkibow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgKYe3aMhI/AAAAAAAADag/FHvS4IFO1MU/s320/almost_done_by_pingkipingkibow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537187157570630162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kumon :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgLoqWceeI/AAAAAAAADao/5jN1XWRcwSs/s1600/friends_by_nunoramos0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgLoqWceeI/AAAAAAAADao/5jN1XWRcwSs/s320/friends_by_nunoramos0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537188535043127778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgL8DbqUqI/AAAAAAAADaw/1hTLy8scFvI/s1600/Family_Portrait_Feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNgL8DbqUqI/AAAAAAAADaw/1hTLy8scFvI/s320/Family_Portrait_Feet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537188868193407650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again, the overusage of smileys because I don't know how else to make this sound as happy as I am. Now, talk about lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But, getting back to the point,&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told,&lt;br /&gt;this actual &amp;amp; short after-PMR life is more than bearable. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3605864370703160391?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3605864370703160391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3605864370703160391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3605864370703160391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3605864370703160391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/11/after-pmr-life-is-bliss-and-is.html' title='Dreamt and got better.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TNf_RNP9McI/AAAAAAAADY4/sz_I3K4igao/s72-c/5c43cc3aef1cc171788bb032163eb40b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6519127124875282445</id><published>2010-10-23T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T12:47:25.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does it take so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6519127124875282445?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6519127124875282445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6519127124875282445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6519127124875282445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6519127124875282445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-does-it-take-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5527146429829509640</id><published>2010-10-21T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:28:22.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambles once more.</title><content type='html'>Today:&lt;br /&gt;- I realized cutting paper while standing was fun.&lt;br /&gt;- Looking at different names was so fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;- Still waiting for CSI: NY season 7. Waiting, waiting.&lt;br /&gt;- Kites. Fall, fall, fly, fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;- Skipping school at random days is so..fun and satisfying. Hahaha what in the world.&lt;br /&gt;- CSI: NY marathon non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;- Tv &amp;amp; chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now:&lt;br /&gt;- I want to watch Wicked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5527146429829509640?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5527146429829509640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5527146429829509640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5527146429829509640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5527146429829509640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/10/rain-feels-good-when-youre-inside-warm.html' title='Rambles once more.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-268655263114325648</id><published>2010-10-17T20:01:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:24:14.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scraps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrmfZ6xrCI/AAAAAAAADYw/L8uQUOJLmjI/s1600/DSC03075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrmfZ6xrCI/AAAAAAAADYw/L8uQUOJLmjI/s320/DSC03075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528984919758449698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't this adorable.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't 40 bucks, I would've gotten a few copies to er..distribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And part of its insides:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrmTcFJubI/AAAAAAAADYo/q_RD7kV8VpY/s1600/DSC03076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrmTcFJubI/AAAAAAAADYo/q_RD7kV8VpY/s320/DSC03076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528984714180409778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrl-PoKnmI/AAAAAAAADYg/6JkDaDpJSFE/s1600/DSC03077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrl-PoKnmI/AAAAAAAADYg/6JkDaDpJSFE/s320/DSC03077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528984350060355170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrl2hfQXWI/AAAAAAAADYY/xzm2tLut76A/s1600/DSC03078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrl2hfQXWI/AAAAAAAADYY/xzm2tLut76A/s320/DSC03078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528984217415867746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrlu96rgnI/AAAAAAAADYQ/nppCcX7yJ2g/s1600/DSC03079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrlu96rgnI/AAAAAAAADYQ/nppCcX7yJ2g/s320/DSC03079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528984087608132210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;This is, by far, one of the cutest picture books I've read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-268655263114325648?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/268655263114325648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=268655263114325648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/268655263114325648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/268655263114325648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/10/scraps.html' title='Scraps.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TLrmfZ6xrCI/AAAAAAAADYw/L8uQUOJLmjI/s72-c/DSC03075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5766919520423626205</id><published>2010-10-15T11:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:44:45.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain, pain, go away.</title><content type='html'>Migraines are forgettable pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes, you realize it's one of the worst and most torturing pains you can get. Your brain feels like its expanding, cracking the skull and you feel like breaking things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O Sounds exactly like The Hulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, though sleeping the pain away was extremely difficult and painful, I slept the pain away.&lt;br /&gt;God is so good to take all kinds of pain away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though migraines are powerful, cruel and so mind-wrecking, they lose flat to God :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5766919520423626205?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5766919520423626205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5766919520423626205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5766919520423626205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5766919520423626205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/10/pain-pain-go-away.html' title='Pain, pain, go away.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-953423644577658284</id><published>2010-10-13T18:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T17:02:53.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete jabber.</title><content type='html'>I might be a little behind and backdated in saying this, but I really need to say this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;PMR'S OVER :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography and kh books are no more! Though honestly, I have a confession to make. I like geography. Kh is a completely different story, but geography wasn't too shabby. (Okay, so now I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to get an A for geography otherwise I might just want to snap something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dumped all my PMR books into my sister's room yesterday. Or was it the day before? Oh well. All that matters is my room's cleared and and and.... new books get to come in. But that's in a matter of months. So now my shelves get to rest and carry nothing but air and dust.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I've little bit of cleaning up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I tried making brownies. And it failed.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay so it failed in the sense that it didn't turn out to be what it was supposed to be, but it went quite fine being something else. Gail and the sister calls it Diarrhea Dung but obviously, both those monsters made no sense and were nothing but discouraging people.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I left the batter to chill in the fridge and they came out being chocolate cookies. So munchy and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;edible.&lt;/span&gt; No lies there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jon, Nic, Crystal, Jo, my mom and myself can all clarify that the 'chocolate rocky cookies' were edible. And slightly munchy. But it kills two birds with one cookie.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. The new cookie creation of yours truly can be made as energy cookies because 'experiments' prove that 1 1/2 cookies were enough to fill everyone's stomachs. And, it was an exercise for our jaws! Now all of us can say that we've got strengthened jaws and can munch more :)&lt;br /&gt;All the wonders -okay, just two- with just one cookie!! (In this case, 1 1/2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read everything word by word and are still reading this, don't think I'm insane because the title did warn you that this would be nothing but gibberish jabber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there's supposed to be more to this post, but I just had dinner and everything got wiped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Text edit]--&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, no, the day before yesterday, I found 4 unexpected people playing Cluedo in the living room after coming home from the dentist's. Nic, Crystal, Jo and Jon had 'crashed' my house and made it a 'surprise'. The inverted commas are there because it was such a surprise that they came yet it wasn't because I knew they were there. The anonymous calls just gave it away :P Then those wonderful four got into my account and posted corny love sick-ish messages up my wall and changed my relationship status and all of that. Who was the mastermind? Crystal (Why aren't we surprised?) and her other three partners in crime. But anyhoooo, thank you all for being such thoughtful peeps. You guys are the best:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final note:&lt;br /&gt;Today my blog is revived!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-953423644577658284?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/953423644577658284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=953423644577658284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/953423644577658284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/953423644577658284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/10/complete-jabber.html' title='Complete jabber.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-9032923999635491969</id><published>2010-08-30T17:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T18:08:28.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mints.</title><content type='html'>I realized my blog's drop dead boring. I've been forgetting to insert pictures here and there for quite some time and walla my blog's just drop dead fuchsia. And boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China won all titles in the Badminton World Championship.. no surprises there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; OH MYYYY CHINA'S CUTE GUY FU HAI FENG AND HIS SMASHES.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Chen Jin for singles who makes me want to reach into the tv screen and pinch his cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obsessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;Carrot cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;Cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthiest combination of food hahahahah oh shoot WHAT AM I SAYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;'Beach party'. And the 'waves' were so strong that everyone got drenched from head to toe hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then right after being all drenched you get bundled with cotton, you stand and let the wind blow against you.&lt;br /&gt;Epic comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....I have to stop talking like this. Lol no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;Choir performance. Let's just say there's a hotel-full of rooms for left for us to improve.&lt;br /&gt;I waved a tiny Malaysian flag today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I popped puff pastries into the oven and *smacks lips. :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/THt_L659KBI/AAAAAAAADYA/_V-9hspfA4A/s1600/Day_t_w_o_s_i_x_f_i_v_e__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/THt_L659KBI/AAAAAAAADYA/_V-9hspfA4A/s320/Day_t_w_o_s_i_x_f_i_v_e__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511138411785562130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right back at the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-9032923999635491969?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/9032923999635491969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=9032923999635491969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9032923999635491969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9032923999635491969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/08/mints.html' title='Mints.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/THt_L659KBI/AAAAAAAADYA/_V-9hspfA4A/s72-c/Day_t_w_o_s_i_x_f_i_v_e__by_ForgottonPhotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-125810996602841661</id><published>2010-08-18T18:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T18:42:12.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because PMR's coming.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've got a pile of books to read.&lt;br /&gt;Because people come and have to go.&lt;br /&gt;Because being patient is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Because understanding someone else's nutcrazy mind is mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;Because there are the people with the big noses who come snooping around.&lt;br /&gt;Because marking schemes don't make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;Because no one's the same.&lt;br /&gt;Because cupcakes are hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;Because I love carbs.&lt;br /&gt;Because that DSLR's so near yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;Because we can be mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-125810996602841661?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/125810996602841661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=125810996602841661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/125810996602841661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/125810996602841661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/08/because-pmrs-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2588246687659181875</id><published>2010-08-09T20:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:27:35.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams dissolved by the sun.</title><content type='html'>Summing up all the stuff during the past week:&lt;br /&gt;- Survived through the whole week of trials.&lt;br /&gt;- Managed to go to bed at 9pm during trials week.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate more than  ever.&lt;br /&gt;- Played the piano more than I've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;- Sean's 'surprise' farewell party :( Piccies on Fb cuz I was hardworking for this.&lt;br /&gt;- Sleepover at Crystal's house. Bedtime at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes everyone else who were there including yours truly sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't fall asleep in school today despite being so tired from the past night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random bits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marking schemes.&lt;br /&gt;They suck pretty badly, as we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the math.&lt;br /&gt;The more we eat, the more we put on..&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;And people. And hiccups along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; their perplexity. Drives you insane once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;Who has been always faithful even during the weirdest of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so deep, not so dark.&lt;br /&gt;If you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TF_-re6At2I/AAAAAAAADXw/yta8Yur6i6c/s1600/Blossom_14_by_frejya20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TF_-re6At2I/AAAAAAAADXw/yta8Yur6i6c/s320/Blossom_14_by_frejya20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503397292654245730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2588246687659181875?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TF_-re6At2I/AAAAAAAADXw/yta8Yur6i6c/s72-c/Blossom_14_by_frejya20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6437178348516367286</id><published>2010-07-27T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T18:43:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As big as you.</title><content type='html'>Of all the reasons and purposes I was wonderfully made for, being your postman, in this case, postwoman, is evidently not included in the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe taking a look at your reflection might help.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I'm just saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6437178348516367286?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6437178348516367286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6437178348516367286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6437178348516367286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6437178348516367286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-big-as-you.html' title='As big as you.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2413926813893815457</id><published>2010-07-15T17:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T18:19:07.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting drenched in the rain and laughing hard :))&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAP THAT THOUGHT.&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded during geography that playing under the rain is now dangerous for our skin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;COME ON LET'S JUST PLANT MORE TREES AND RECYCLE MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening strolls on sandy beaches :))&lt;br /&gt;Sounds appealing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZAP THAT AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;What beach is there to find in Ipoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials in about two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY CANT I ZAP THIS AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes from weirdest places.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; being stalked is really creepy, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fine. Every girl is girly. Even guys get girly. I'm just consistent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the fulfillment of my deskmate's satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2413926813893815457?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2413926813893815457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2413926813893815457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2413926813893815457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2413926813893815457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/07/getting-drenched-in-rain-and-laughing.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1654192098878760730</id><published>2010-07-03T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T15:32:51.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat Tan shall bake today!!! :)))&lt;br /&gt;Pray for those who'll become my guinea pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1654192098878760730?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1654192098878760730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1654192098878760730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1654192098878760730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1654192098878760730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/07/nat-tan-shall-bake-today-pray-for-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1222493844889303038</id><published>2010-06-21T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:49:42.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I'm bad with titles.</title><content type='html'>CGMC Captain ball world cup tournament yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so boring, and I've got no better way to put this,&lt;br /&gt;but it was&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hips are cramping, my butt is aching, my legs are hurting.&lt;br /&gt;I shall smile and happily endure the pain and feel like an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz all these are definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;This shows I finally exercised and that I'm rusty.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just get my sister (who's also sore all over) to massage me.&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll just get the 'you-are-so-lame' stare instead of a massage.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got the orange ribbon. England, England!&lt;br /&gt;And we got into the top four.&lt;br /&gt;I love the England-ers.&lt;br /&gt;No, not English. Englanders :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd was Spain. 2nd, Brazil and the Argentina came in first.&lt;br /&gt;(Note that we're not talking about FIFA over here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the winners, and my sincere apologies to those I stepped on/ screamed at. I think I scratched someone's face too.&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, screaming was part of the final strategy when we played against Spain.  Yadda yadda yadda.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, really.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started today and I woke up just on time, unbelievably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;And paper cuts are evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1222493844889303038?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1222493844889303038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1222493844889303038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1222493844889303038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1222493844889303038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-im-bad-with-titles.html' title='And I&apos;m bad with titles.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2494562358292324763</id><published>2010-06-20T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:05:02.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the last day of the mid term break and I have a list.&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish the darn novel that's due in a week.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get all my work done.  [You know. Work.]&lt;br /&gt;3. Start studying for PMR. [Yes, start.]&lt;br /&gt;4. Bake bake bake. [I'll drag my family into getting fat with me(: ]&lt;br /&gt;5. Charge iPod. [I haven't touched in in months]&lt;br /&gt;6. Find time to read all the novels I've been collecting.&lt;br /&gt;7. Continue ballet. [And piano.]&lt;br /&gt;8. Memorize script.&lt;br /&gt;9. Exercise.&lt;br /&gt;10. Go on Facebook only once a week. [Mission impossible.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note of irritation:&lt;br /&gt;I hate alarm clocks. Starting from tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2494562358292324763?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2494562358292324763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2494562358292324763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2494562358292324763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2494562358292324763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/todays-last-day-of-mid-term-break-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1961678805876903151</id><published>2010-06-19T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T13:15:06.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over my face and out of place.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID I CUT MY HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1961678805876903151?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1961678805876903151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1961678805876903151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1961678805876903151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1961678805876903151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-over-my-face-and-out-of-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5080530050217562117</id><published>2010-06-14T21:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:39:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because, because.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This 2 week holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- KL and food.&lt;br /&gt;- Shrek in 3D&lt;br /&gt;- Prince of Persia&lt;br /&gt;- A- Team.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still shocked at the fact that I actually enjoyed the movie. Yeah, fake scenes here and there. But still. Who ever knew Natasha Tan would like watching such a movie?&lt;br /&gt;- Karate Kid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Reread My Sister's Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;- The Shakespeare Secret.&lt;br /&gt;- Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. For the 30th time - I am boring.&lt;br /&gt;- Unfinished/Barely touched novel homework.&lt;br /&gt;- Became the proud maker of 'Evremondes'. Along with Mel and YiJia.&lt;br /&gt;We nominate this to be the Joke of the year.&lt;br /&gt;- Ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Barely watched csi.&lt;br /&gt;- Lost some holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;- Clean my room. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shaun's farewell.&lt;br /&gt;- Operation we-mess-the-kitchen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Cg cookout.&lt;br /&gt;- I actually signed in on msn.&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't exercise.&lt;br /&gt;- I miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;- Holiday homework. Er.&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't try baking at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What accomplishments. Roaring awesome, I am.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5080530050217562117?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5080530050217562117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5080530050217562117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5080530050217562117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5080530050217562117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/because-because_14.html' title='Because, because.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-556768104498601138</id><published>2010-06-13T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:46:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sullen orange sphere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How come I don't dream so much anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll draw little smileys and hearts and peace signs with crayons.&lt;br /&gt;And plant more trees :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-556768104498601138?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/556768104498601138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=556768104498601138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/556768104498601138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/556768104498601138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/sullen-orange-sphere.html' title='The sullen orange sphere.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2630710513028934802</id><published>2010-06-13T11:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:04:47.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRVKogIj4I/AAAAAAAADXo/XzZ68eR7sHQ/s1600/DSC01269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRT8_14ivI/AAAAAAAADXY/1VMG_bHrMV0/s320/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482098953811430130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRSsP_ZX0I/AAAAAAAADXQ/RtHas5aGxKw/s1600/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRSsP_ZX0I/AAAAAAAADXQ/RtHas5aGxKw/s320/DSC01165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482097566576893762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York Deli's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRR6s1qguI/AAAAAAAADXI/f15R2Tge-H4/s1600/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRR6s1qguI/AAAAAAAADXI/f15R2Tge-H4/s320/DSC01153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482096715327242978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRRcPQnx2I/AAAAAAAADXA/l95eKsRxASI/s1600/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRRcPQnx2I/AAAAAAAADXA/l95eKsRxASI/s320/DSC01154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482096191991170914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRRCCcf2OI/AAAAAAAADW4/qHIoGKathb4/s1600/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRRCCcf2OI/AAAAAAAADW4/qHIoGKathb4/s320/DSC01157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482095741874723042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRQj8o63hI/AAAAAAAADWw/HCYoPf6DBVg/s1600/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRQj8o63hI/AAAAAAAADWw/HCYoPf6DBVg/s320/DSC01158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482095224920137234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRQEqhbS_I/AAAAAAAADWo/B3qUsIft-i4/s1600/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TBRQEqhbS_I/AAAAAAAADWo/B3qUsIft-i4/s320/DSC01150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482094687480925170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Till the next time.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally feel hardworking,&lt;br /&gt;when my computer's not so nasty,&lt;br /&gt;when I have the patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1027564779074817796-2630710513028934802?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2630710513028934802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3021285512137217940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3021285512137217940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3021285512137217940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3021285512137217940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/rachel-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1787549808712114926</id><published>2010-06-08T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T18:35:02.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zap, zap. zap. I'm outta here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Exam's are overrr :)))&lt;br /&gt;"You know ahh. When mid term exams finish, we know we're closer to PMR."&lt;br /&gt;And zap. The happy bubble burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. Nothing's stopping me from checking everything on my to-do list. Read, bake, play, have fun, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finish holiday homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another happy bubble just got zapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just got back from Kl and there are piccies of food and there are more books to read :DD&lt;br /&gt;Watched Shrek in 3D, and Rumpelstiltskin's annoying and tiny.&lt;br /&gt;Prince of Persia tonight. And someone bring me to Karate Kid (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog post is, obviously, very unplanned. And I'm just typing as I'm thinking without stopping to read anything. I'm rushing now for no apparent reason. I couldn't make it to watch Csi because I was at Maziah's.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry I've been weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir practice and holiday homework tomorrow :SSSSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts and breaks your heart to see people dear to you losing someone.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart aches and all you can do is hope for a miracle and put everything in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;And cry in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1027564779074817796-1787549808712114926?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1787549808712114926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1787549808712114926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1787549808712114926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1787549808712114926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/06/zap-zap-zap-im-outta-here.html' title='Zap, zap. zap. I&apos;m outta here.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1568525793349581607</id><published>2010-05-18T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:48:39.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Choir competition next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Exams start next Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;And end 1 week and 2 days after.&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh why are KH, Geography and Science put altogether on the same day&lt;br /&gt;YOU TELL ME WHYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been very nice to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Had a whole plate of deep-fried food yesterday for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I found random cuts on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Papers are cruel things and my over usage of  detergent for the dishes are making my skin peel.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I hit my foot against something.&lt;br /&gt;I drank coffee the other day and my lips were swollen hours later which must have been a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;It is proven that coffee doesn't work for me becauseI got no extra surge of energy or strength whatsoever after drinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely have wrong timing for things.&lt;br /&gt;I want to bake, I want to play the piano, I want to download music, I want to eat, I want to do everything but read that dreadful Sejarah textbook with 205 pages and mind you, that's not the only textbook waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel says we're gonna go to Burger King in a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1568525793349581607?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1568525793349581607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1568525793349581607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1568525793349581607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1568525793349581607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/05/choir-competition-next-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4042193948875126019</id><published>2010-05-15T21:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T21:37:04.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening walks along the beach. Wouldn't that be nice?</title><content type='html'>I baked a chocolate cake today at home! There finally is an oven at home, so I tried. And today was my first time baking without any supervision or help.&lt;br /&gt;And it tasted homemade. And healthy :)&lt;br /&gt;Not too sweet, not too rich and not too good in its appearance that it could sell or something. I mean, it's noobie homemade material. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today hasn't really been productive for me. I played the piano the whole of this morning :O&lt;br /&gt;I started with Chopin's Waltzer and bah after so long playing by ear, it was a challenge doing sight reading fast today. In other words, I'm rusty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to drink more water. The pimples on my face are sprouting out one by one grrrr DIE DIE, go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S-6ia2S8tjI/AAAAAAAADWY/wSfJF0qTlIs/s1600/28550_421987558763_575448763_5384454_4229043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S-6ia2S8tjI/AAAAAAAADWY/wSfJF0qTlIs/s320/28550_421987558763_575448763_5384454_4229043_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471489179437020722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JCMANN :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4042193948875126019?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4042193948875126019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4042193948875126019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4042193948875126019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4042193948875126019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-there-any-shortcut-for-me-to-get-all.html' title='Evening walks along the beach. Wouldn&apos;t that be nice?'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S-6ia2S8tjI/AAAAAAAADWY/wSfJF0qTlIs/s72-c/28550_421987558763_575448763_5384454_4229043_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8840522511396493988</id><published>2010-05-03T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:44:28.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticking, Tick, tick.</title><content type='html'>So I just got back from Kl. Meheheh loads of piccies of food. *smacks lips*&lt;br /&gt;Ate a whole lot there and I practiced self-control. I didn't shop much! :)&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I went to I Utama and saw posters saying Tokio Hotel was to be there later in the afternoon to sign autographs. And obviously, people were already lining up hours before the time that was set for the autograph session.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, then came Tokio Hotel and background noise: scream scream scream.&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't anywhere near the extremely excited crowd, but I could hear them from miles away. This is where Amelia and Crystal will say 'Oh my goodness, Nat. Tokio Hotel! How can you not like them!' but... lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;After having lunch at New York Deli's, Dad, Mom, Mel and I somehow had to squeeze ourselves through the very high and large crowd to get to the other side of the mall. And that was where I freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys were going,&lt;br /&gt;"OH MY GOODNESS BILL IS SOOOOO BEAUTIFULLLLLL."&lt;br /&gt;"HE IS SOOOO NOT. TOM IS HOTTTT HOTTT HOTTT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol seriously. Mom's face was priceless when she heard that :PGirls were crying and hugging each other. Half the crowd was busy calling people in their contacts list.&lt;br /&gt;Haha such a scene to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I was within a 20 meter radius near Tokio Hotel and I didn't really care. So when I told Amelia  it wasn't such a big deal, I got another 'lecture of my life'. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, chau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8840522511396493988?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8840522511396493988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8840522511396493988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8840522511396493988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8840522511396493988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/05/ticking-tick-tick.html' title='Ticking, Tick, tick.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7916344217491568052</id><published>2010-04-28T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:06:32.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It says here permanent marker pens."&lt;br /&gt;"It lies.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMOREEEEE. DSLRRRRR GAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;COME TO MEEEEEEEE NAOOO.&lt;br /&gt;*GRABS HELPLESSLY AT DSLR IN MY HEAD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7916344217491568052?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7916344217491568052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7916344217491568052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7916344217491568052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7916344217491568052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-says-here-permanent-marker-pens.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8227927327755101707</id><published>2010-04-26T17:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:44:15.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeaky squeaky plates :DD</title><content type='html'>Just 5 minutes, 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wish I could have the power to turn the next two weeks of school into another school holiday. The thing is, I can't. Such a bummer. The good thing is choir practices aren't as frequent as before now that we're done with our performances and stuff. But still, the geography and sejarah and art folios are now kicking in. And mid terms are in less than a month. Being here updating my pointless blog is making me want to shoot myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With a toy gun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly love squeaky plates. When I check whether the plates are clean, I rub them and they go squeak squeak, obviously telling me that I've done such a great job washing them ;D And aaah, the satisfaction I get when i hear the sound is just awesome cause they're clean :))))&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Natasha Tan, just snap out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think my five minutes are already up. I feel like eating right now. *Hint hint. Someone drive me to Kl. I can feel the eateries in KL calling for me now.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8227927327755101707?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8227927327755101707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8227927327755101707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8227927327755101707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8227927327755101707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/squeaky-squeaky-plates-dd.html' title='Squeaky squeaky plates :DD'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2882078357628283129</id><published>2010-04-22T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:23:19.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; -Philippians 4:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/1027564779074817796-2882078357628283129?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2882078357628283129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2882078357628283129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2882078357628283129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2882078357628283129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-do-all-things-through-christ-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1582884438687167759</id><published>2010-04-14T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:29:39.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff sniff.</title><content type='html'>Was absent from school today because I'm having a viral fever.&lt;br /&gt;And I got banned from Mom's fruit smoothies until i recover :(&lt;br /&gt;My best friends have been the bed, Reader's Digest and water.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I last tasted bitter medicine and bah it tastes weird.&lt;br /&gt;So my mind now is completely blank. The fever's really gotten into me I can barely think at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I get it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1582884438687167759?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1582884438687167759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1582884438687167759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1582884438687167759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1582884438687167759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/sniff-sniff.html' title='Sniff sniff.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-301631442942286888</id><published>2010-04-12T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:13:18.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you get when cold water flows down your trachea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-301631442942286888?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/301631442942286888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=301631442942286888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/301631442942286888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/301631442942286888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/feeling-when-you-feel-cold-water.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8572817138797311674</id><published>2010-04-05T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:10:39.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumdums (:</title><content type='html'>LTC was great this year.&lt;br /&gt;Super awesome compared to last year.&lt;br /&gt;The facilitators spoke English. Everything was in English, could you believe it? :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Well, no surprises there. They're from INTI college. But stilllll.&lt;br /&gt;They did a really great job :)&lt;br /&gt;No horrible, scary, long and draggy talks about how you must a good leader and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And we the Dumdums won. Joy, joy, joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year,&lt;br /&gt;our facilitators were round. And they made us do all the brutal things you can think about.&lt;br /&gt;Crawl in mud, climb ropes, hang on monkey bars or else you fall into a pool of frog eggs. Seriously. And they couldn't speak a word of English at all.&lt;br /&gt;This year, our facilitators were just fine. And they spoke English throughout the whole camp HAHAHAHAHAA joy :) Awesome activities and fun fun fun. No mud at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I slept in a hall with 80 other people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the cold hard floor&lt;/span&gt; in my sleeping bag and had to share 2 toilets with everyone else. Mind you, one of them had a broken door. Impossible to lock.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, the stench.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I shared a room that had 3 double beds with 5 other awesome people. Mels, Nic, Lee, Sheetal and Crystal  :))))))  And there was a proper toilet mannn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, 2 teachers slept with us and we were all forced to sleep because they wanted to sleep so badly.&lt;br /&gt;This year, pillow talk about this and that about everything with the girls. The noise was unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;*Stares innocently and looks at Christina and Crystal.* Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I couldn't wait to get back home.&lt;br /&gt;This year, "Can't we stay a little longer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I couldn't swallow my food. Hard and cold and we weren't allowed to have second helpings even though we were still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I think I walloped a lot of food.&lt;br /&gt;*Pokes at stomach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look at the two pairs of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;And when I look back at the past and look at that one pair of footprints in the sand during the most painful of times,&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember You carried me,&lt;br /&gt;higher and higher, enveloped in Your love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8572817138797311674?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8572817138797311674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8572817138797311674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8572817138797311674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8572817138797311674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/04/dumdums.html' title='Dumdums (:'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3484291963638472849</id><published>2010-03-31T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:36:42.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A big plaster coming this way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the 'The Musketeers" that &lt;s&gt;used to be&lt;/s&gt; still is; just not active. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Bunny and Monkey :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate chip cookie dough. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3484291963638472849?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3484291963638472849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3484291963638472849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3484291963638472849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3484291963638472849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-the-musketeers-that-used-to-be.html' title='A big plaster coming this way.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2553097302258738115</id><published>2010-03-29T17:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T17:32:13.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"My parents send me to school so that I can learn how to wrap tins."</title><content type='html'>We wrapped tins in school today.&lt;br /&gt;The title has already done the talking, but it's fun repeating things, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I'm not being myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;Just now we wrapped tins.&lt;br /&gt;There, I've said it again. Wooohoo!&lt;br /&gt;And the tin I wrapped stood out when Amelia and I placed it with other wrapped tins.&lt;br /&gt;Because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously badly wrapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*awkward silence*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sane la okay.&lt;br /&gt;I blame all this retardation on the book I just read.&lt;br /&gt;Finished The Last Song today and broke down in school.&lt;br /&gt;Emo emo emo, cry cry cry but ah. Super satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh my goodness. Nat. I didn't even cry that much reading Dear John."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna stare at Nat till more tears flow out."&lt;br /&gt;"Eeeeyerrrr Nat cry cry errrrr. Shame shame."&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyooooo Nat crying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THIS BOOK IS SUPER TOUCHING LA OKAY.  Now someone give me a tissue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nat, can't you read something happier?"&lt;br /&gt;"But it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niceeee.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"Melancholic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally recommend the book.&lt;br /&gt;Though I think it's already too late to say that now, looking at the fact that many people already are prejudiced because somehow Miley Cyrus just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to be on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;She and Liam Hemsworth.&lt;br /&gt;Because they starred in the movie that's yet to be released.&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, erp. I don't care that she's starring in the movie anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a must-watch movie for me :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nat. Pmr's in 6 months."&lt;br /&gt;Pmr, please. Stay away. Nah I give you cookie if you do that okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2553097302258738115?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2553097302258738115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2553097302258738115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2553097302258738115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2553097302258738115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-parents-send-me-to-school-so-that-i.html' title='&quot;My parents send me to school so that I can learn how to wrap tins.&quot;'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-178846015022073123</id><published>2010-03-27T17:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:21:52.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow veins.</title><content type='html'>I suddenly like music from the 90s. Boyzone, Westlife, Backstreet Boys. You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I stopped liking it or whatever, it was just forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;They had proper tunes and melodies. No constipated singing as compared to most of the music now.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, call me uncool la. Poooh.&lt;br /&gt;And the lyrics are much better than the lyrics now that make you think the singer was funny. The weird funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh, eh there's nothing else I can say. Eh eh eh~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like so. *points up*&lt;br /&gt;Not that it means anything, Gaga lovers  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It's just me and my random thoughts majority of people would disagree with. (: Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;Watching people on Youtube play Chopin pieces on their violins can make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Simply beautiful, I tell you. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like reading a novel that can make me cry now. Nicholas Sparks. Hahahaha I know this is weird. And Mom will say, "Nat's turning melancholic again."&lt;br /&gt;I kinda stopped reading Jodi Picoult because it made me sad sad sad.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's orders. But. Pshyeah it did help me not turn emo :P&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. Nicholas Sparks novels are awesome to read.&lt;br /&gt;So nice that now I'll draw hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DSLR come to me. Mine mine mineee.*fidgets non stop*&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-178846015022073123?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/178846015022073123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=178846015022073123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/178846015022073123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/178846015022073123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/rainbow-veins.html' title='Rainbow veins.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3688989306360901445</id><published>2010-03-23T18:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T16:39:11.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of everything pulled out.</title><content type='html'>I've been super busy during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the pile of homework I had to do was one of the blearghh things I had to do, what more doing it.&lt;br /&gt;Exam results are satisfactory, some really unexpected and I'm thanking God for that.&lt;br /&gt;Limewire's back. Download, download, download :DD&lt;br /&gt;Today in school we laughed too much during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the fuzzy thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Folios to do (scream scream scream)&lt;br /&gt;Tonnes of movies I wanna watch, tonnes of books &lt;s&gt;I wanna&lt;/s&gt;to read.&lt;br /&gt;LTC and GB camp soon.&lt;br /&gt;Choreography to finish.&lt;br /&gt;I need to drink more water.&lt;br /&gt;My weird hair's making me go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;List of music to download.&lt;br /&gt;I want cake. Chocolates. Pie. Cookies. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is super random.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Chau.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3688989306360901445?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3688989306360901445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3688989306360901445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3688989306360901445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3688989306360901445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/of-everything-pulled-out.html' title='Of everything pulled out.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6649027926672285211</id><published>2010-03-17T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:57:01.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, who do you think sang this? Guy or girl?"&lt;br /&gt;"Girl."&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm no, mom. Justin Beiber. He's a guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, today.&lt;br /&gt;13 people, my coookooo Wii board and retardation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;And.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CONTY CHIIIII (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6649027926672285211?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6649027926672285211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6649027926672285211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6649027926672285211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6649027926672285211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/mom-who-do-you-think-sang-this-guy-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1826477694194821297</id><published>2010-03-15T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:12:25.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngom, ngom, ngom.</title><content type='html'>"Hi. We'd like to have to sets of McChicken burgers."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Your address?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm. You know Canning Garden Methodist Church?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nat what's the church's address?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know!"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go, run, run, find the address on the youth bulletin board. &lt;/span&gt;Uhm, never mind. I'll call back later."&lt;br /&gt;"It's not there any more!"&lt;br /&gt;"Look on the bulletins!"&lt;br /&gt;"I know, lady! I'm saying the board isn't there anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic. Crystal and I didn't know the address before calling McD.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's lesson: Know the address of the place you're at before calling for delivery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1826477694194821297?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1826477694194821297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1826477694194821297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1826477694194821297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1826477694194821297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/ngom-ngom-ngom.html' title='Ngom, ngom, ngom.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3097169836253512500</id><published>2010-03-13T19:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T20:03:11.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I spy something 15.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Nic! (:&lt;br /&gt;You're 15 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been an awesome friend. And a cute and mean rabbit, so people say.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. You in Heron, me in Hornbill and the prefect duties.&lt;br /&gt;Oh so far away.&lt;br /&gt;Imy and ily! :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Love note to my rabs :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S5t9aXqJnZI/AAAAAAAADVM/5olfb0c93P0/s1600-h/18473_217283481542_660876542_2968918_4046072_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S5t9aXqJnZI/AAAAAAAADVM/5olfb0c93P0/s320/18473_217283481542_660876542_2968918_4046072_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448086066215624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3097169836253512500?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3097169836253512500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3097169836253512500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3097169836253512500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3097169836253512500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-spy-something-15.html' title='I spy something 15.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S5t9aXqJnZI/AAAAAAAADVM/5olfb0c93P0/s72-c/18473_217283481542_660876542_2968918_4046072_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8293276233962144704</id><published>2010-03-12T14:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:02:01.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nat, you are what you eat. Nuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8293276233962144704?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8293276233962144704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8293276233962144704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8293276233962144704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8293276233962144704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-what-you-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5022107572674965364</id><published>2010-03-12T13:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:20:02.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, dark blue nails. :D</title><content type='html'>Currently:&lt;br /&gt;Emma by Jane Austen.&lt;br /&gt;Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the 28th time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean music. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't look at me like that. I don't do Kpop (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things:&lt;br /&gt;Pile of homework to finish.&lt;br /&gt;Bags to pack.&lt;br /&gt;Food that I can drink.&lt;br /&gt;The new color of my braces. Did I mention it kills me every time I look at it?&lt;br /&gt;[note to self: No more light blue. No more.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over! :)&lt;br /&gt;I barely studied at all. Lol.  I actually had time to go shopping with Mom and get my braces tightened instead of cramming everything I needed for the next day's tests.&lt;br /&gt;Science and Math papers are both epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, it has been a blessing to get away from exams so fast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The now:&lt;br /&gt;I got my fringe cut yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;The one rule to not having hair looking like chicken backside is cut your hair nowhere near important events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my fringe doesn't look like some chicken backside on any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I get my haircut, there'll always be important events around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Before Iscf 09', I got my haircut and looked lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You from Amc?"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what in the world&lt;/span&gt;. No! Mgs. Why Amc?"&lt;br /&gt;"Your hair."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. It was bad, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before caroling last year, I got my haircut and had a really short fringe. Square face, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Before music workshop which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; and Iscf 10', I get my haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic. I've already broken the same rule a few times. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5022107572674965364?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5022107572674965364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5022107572674965364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5022107572674965364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5022107572674965364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-dark-blue-nails-d.html' title='Hello, dark blue nails. :D'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5578088647225562906</id><published>2010-03-06T15:17:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T15:44:33.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you feel like stuffing a chicken into someone's mouth.</title><content type='html'>I want to actually start studying, but what makes things &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so much easier&lt;/span&gt; for me is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt; in front of my house.&lt;br /&gt;They're blasting the karaoke on.&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, they're all tone deaf and it's KILLING me.&lt;br /&gt;I think cows sing better.&lt;br /&gt;All the songs have nothing to do with the occasion. I mean, it's a wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kenduri&lt;/span&gt;, and they're singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; and seriously sad&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 'love songs'&lt;/span&gt;, if that's what you call them. It's like the people who're singing are trying to curse the just married couple to separate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;berpisah&lt;/span&gt; and whatever. I don't know if the music actually have melodies, cause they're all monotone.&lt;br /&gt;The ones with melodies sound so pathetic and sad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ooooooh&lt;/span&gt; I feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;And they're actually screaming at the mike. When they try to reach notes they can't reach....mann my books fall off the table.&lt;br /&gt;What made me laugh was they actually allowed some kid to &lt;s&gt;sing&lt;/s&gt; scream some '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt;'. Like in kindergarten. I think they thought they were in some kindergarten orientation and that was their icebreaker.&lt;br /&gt;Mel and I were practically begging them to shut up from our window, but they just can't seem to hear. Yeah, harsh but like I've said, they aren't making my day any pleasant. It's so warm, my whole body aches because of this morning's march past and now there's noise pollution.&lt;br /&gt;Now..... Uhm. Where did I put the earplugs Dad gave me from the Formula 1 race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please grant me the patience to accept what I cannot change and please walk with me and let me survive through the day. You alone are my only source of strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SERIOUSLY I TELL YOU DUCKS SOUND BETTER AAAARRRGGGHHHHHHHH GO AWAY AND LEAVE ME ALONEEEEEE I BITE. AARRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH SHUT IT ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously they make the Jonas Brothers sound like lullabies.&lt;br /&gt;I. want. to. break. down. so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAARRRRR&lt;br /&gt;*gives up and breaks down. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(think anime cartoons crying and flooding the place)&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5578088647225562906?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5578088647225562906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5578088647225562906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5578088647225562906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5578088647225562906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-feel-like-stuffing-duck-into.html' title='When you feel like stuffing a chicken into someone&apos;s mouth.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4031016158007313685</id><published>2010-03-04T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T18:49:38.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of you, pictures of me.</title><content type='html'>Currently:&lt;br /&gt;Lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skin still burns, my legs still ache and my skin's started peeling, but no, it's not sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;It's like soaking yourself with the heat. I'm drenched with the sun rays.&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot wait for the day I check Sport's Day off my calender.&lt;br /&gt;Then after, there's piawai exam. Another thing I really want to check off too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaarrrrr I'm wondering how I'll survive through drama today.&lt;br /&gt;I might just sleep standing :P&lt;br /&gt;The sun's really sucked up all my emotion and sanity. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We won't need feathers to fly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4031016158007313685?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4031016158007313685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4031016158007313685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4031016158007313685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4031016158007313685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/pictures-of-you-pictures-of-me.html' title='Pictures of you, pictures of me.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-9168548806722156031</id><published>2010-02-27T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T22:28:38.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I roll this note and stuff it in a bottle and throw it into the sea for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today monkey dearest turns 15!&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, happy birthday monkey (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4krKvQ3a_I/AAAAAAAADVE/H1U_02-Ap24/s1600-h/n556017940_1096235_9948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4krKvQ3a_I/AAAAAAAADVE/H1U_02-Ap24/s320/n556017940_1096235_9948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442929088139848690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;remember the time we tried to be lala? =P&lt;br /&gt;ILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was the fearless leader's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Happy (belated) birthday to you too!&lt;br /&gt;AAAARRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-9168548806722156031?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/9168548806722156031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=9168548806722156031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9168548806722156031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/9168548806722156031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-monkey-dearest-turns-15-sooooo.html' title='I roll this note and stuff it in a bottle and throw it into the sea for you.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4krKvQ3a_I/AAAAAAAADVE/H1U_02-Ap24/s72-c/n556017940_1096235_9948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6894299810674624535</id><published>2010-02-24T20:42:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:41:06.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When time blows you and everything else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many faces, different places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Un73V5YQI/AAAAAAAADU8/LtJtqz9WDHQ/s1600-h/n556017940_1096222_5850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Un73V5YQI/AAAAAAAADU8/LtJtqz9WDHQ/s320/n556017940_1096222_5850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441799634168668418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UkUKr8_VI/AAAAAAAADTM/3K5bmtntsSg/s1600-h/n522225227_2759456_6295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UkUKr8_VI/AAAAAAAADTM/3K5bmtntsSg/s320/n522225227_2759456_6295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441795653631802706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Ujupg4mnI/AAAAAAAADS8/GQIIbyTWVXc/s1600-h/DSC04071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Ujupg4mnI/AAAAAAAADS8/GQIIbyTWVXc/s320/DSC04071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441795009071848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Uk3F9ORkI/AAAAAAAADTc/CdTR_3beOJg/s1600-h/DSCN3740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Uk3F9ORkI/AAAAAAAADTc/CdTR_3beOJg/s320/DSCN3740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441796253657482818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UmjcRUVcI/AAAAAAAADUE/A0w08noV_oo/s1600-h/n676284855_1109999_1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UmjcRUVcI/AAAAAAAADUE/A0w08noV_oo/s320/n676284855_1109999_1921.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441798115073217986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Um5FZ7GBI/AAAAAAAADUU/ahbgbGHFjtI/s1600-h/16170_190148469855_676284855_3058946_7974246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Um5FZ7GBI/AAAAAAAADUU/ahbgbGHFjtI/s320/16170_190148469855_676284855_3058946_7974246_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441798486892419090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Ue6HQO6JI/AAAAAAAADRU/Ok1IZzetnME/s1600-h/DSC05757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Ue6HQO6JI/AAAAAAAADRU/Ok1IZzetnME/s320/DSC05757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441789708475492498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UjHzMdyTI/AAAAAAAADSk/PvMijyjSw-E/s1600-h/n551563120_761626_6288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UjHzMdyTI/AAAAAAAADSk/PvMijyjSw-E/s320/n551563120_761626_6288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441794341655660850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Musketeers&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UnOx0q_OI/AAAAAAAADUs/bmDsGp9fB_k/s1600-h/n556017940_1096338_1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UnOx0q_OI/AAAAAAAADUs/bmDsGp9fB_k/s320/n556017940_1096338_1981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441798859593022690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Never realized it went JCMNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UnIsOYg9I/AAAAAAAADUk/9KVE8iISZ3I/s1600-h/n556017940_1057968_8073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UnIsOYg9I/AAAAAAAADUk/9KVE8iISZ3I/s320/n556017940_1057968_8073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441798755011036114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UiulMwsCI/AAAAAAAADSc/p3yjE0mp5Io/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4UlZXuFb3I/AAAAAAAADTk/MQtS16Lv4gE/s320/DSCN3762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441796842541379442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1027564779074817796-6894299810674624535?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6894299810674624535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6894299810674624535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6894299810674624535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6894299810674624535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-time-blows-you-and-everything-else.html' title='When time blows you and everything else.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S4Un73V5YQI/AAAAAAAADU8/LtJtqz9WDHQ/s72-c/n556017940_1096222_5850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5754997778572476569</id><published>2010-02-20T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:20:39.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More smiles to come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what family do. We share everything.&lt;br /&gt;Joy, love, viruses. And fat.&lt;br /&gt;See, you ordered this cheese cake and now we're getting fat eating this for you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5754997778572476569?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5754997778572476569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5754997778572476569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5754997778572476569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5754997778572476569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-smiles-to-come.html' title='More smiles to come.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8417669960099370173</id><published>2010-02-20T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:02:48.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bare pages are what's left.</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole week of CNY in Kl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;I slept after midnight for the past whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;I ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;I ate 2 pizzas straight yesterday. No, not small pan pizzas whatsoever. 2 regular pizzas from Domino's :S Now I'm starting to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a huge burger from Shepperdoo's right after the 2 pizzas :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;I watched too much of tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Kl and I feel so lost. And it doesn't feel very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the books I wanted from Kl because they'll only be coming in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;I missed a lot but got a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's going on with things. I forgot how things turned around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym once and did 20 minutes of cardio workout..&lt;br /&gt;then I stuffed myself with spaghetti, which was substituted with Twisties.&lt;br /&gt;Really, Twisties and pasta sauce is fantabulous (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;I lost touch with everything back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Tooth Fairy. Amnesia dust! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;br /&gt;[text edit]&lt;br /&gt;I need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;I'm selling the coupons for Mgs's pesta ria.&lt;br /&gt;Please come come come and buy buy buy from Nat Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Please, please, please :D&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? Great surprises await those who purchase coupons from me hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;Thank yooooooh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8417669960099370173?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8417669960099370173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8417669960099370173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8417669960099370173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8417669960099370173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/bare-pages-are-whats-left.html' title='The bare pages are what&apos;s left.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3060477432540405834</id><published>2010-02-13T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:39:50.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have my heart and I am Yours forever.</title><content type='html'>One night I dreamed a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking along the beach with my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.&lt;br /&gt;For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand, one belonging to me and the other to my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When the last scene of my life shot before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand and to my surprise I noticed that many times along the path of my life, there was only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;I realized that this was at the lowest and saddest times of my life.&lt;br /&gt;This always bothered me and I questioned the Lord about my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;"Lord, you told me when i decided to follow You, You would walk and talk with me all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm aware that during the most troublesome times of my life there's only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why, when I needed You most, You leave me."&lt;br /&gt;He whispered, "My precious child, I love you and will never leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever, during your trials and testings.&lt;br /&gt;When you saw only one set of footprints.&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I carried You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3060477432540405834?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3060477432540405834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3060477432540405834' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3060477432540405834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3060477432540405834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-have-my-heart-and-i-am-yours.html' title='You have my heart and I am Yours forever.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8145239884951852018</id><published>2010-02-09T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T14:55:51.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glaring rays, illuminating beams. Here comes the fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ames. Do. Not. Do. Anything. Dumb. Today's your Saringan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"Nat, will the painkiller Crystal gave me make me drowsy?"&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't I tell you not to do anything dumb?"&lt;br /&gt;"O.O''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"Nat, I'm the definition of stupid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-silence-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nat, am I the definition of stupid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-silence. *stares*-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you think I'm stupid too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think it'll make her drowsy."&lt;br /&gt;"O.O A. F. YOU BETTER&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT SLEEP WHEN YOU RACE LATER.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HEAR ME?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, the painkiller won't make her drowsy. No side effects."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8145239884951852018?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8145239884951852018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8145239884951852018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8145239884951852018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8145239884951852018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/glaring-rays-illuminating-beams-here.html' title='Glaring rays, illuminating beams. Here comes the fever.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5856361685864710579</id><published>2010-02-06T22:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T22:50:57.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw it all into the air.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now. My whole body's aching.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get when you suddenly do high jumps after not doing it for 4 years. Lol really, 4 years. It hurts when I turn my neck, raise my arms and do back bends. *tugs at hair*&lt;br /&gt;I'm so emo now. Haha anyone can tell. I should take a break now, I should.&lt;br /&gt;This is when I dislike the existence of technology. ONLY at times like this.&lt;br /&gt;Bloooop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything from last year. Almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;It's just really scary to see how things can change so fast and how new things come around.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, life.&lt;br /&gt;And it seems to me as if I'm the only one who can't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;*Jabs at the nearest thing to me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where the optimist side of me went to. It's all cloudy storms everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, being in solitude makes me content. That I'm also not sure why because it definitely isn't me.&lt;br /&gt;It must be the lethargy and the excessive thinking :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bits and pieces lashed away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5856361685864710579?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5856361685864710579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5856361685864710579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5856361685864710579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5856361685864710579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/throw-it-all-into-air.html' title='Throw it all into the air.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6303268063549479716</id><published>2010-02-06T17:24:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T18:08:28.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen through the clouds on high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206ZUy5L-I/AAAAAAAADRE/nfkUywcIAeU/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206ZUy5L-I/AAAAAAAADRE/nfkUywcIAeU/s320/DSC00557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435064532059369442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're so far away, why? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I forgot my camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206Qd55ZXI/AAAAAAAADQ8/Z2LGKgb5JlE/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206Qd55ZXI/AAAAAAAADQ8/Z2LGKgb5JlE/s320/DSC00543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435064379885839730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206FuR95FI/AAAAAAAADQ0/RarGgSWtO_w/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206FuR95FI/AAAAAAAADQ0/RarGgSWtO_w/s320/DSC00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435064195303203922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S2057bDS9HI/AAAAAAAADQs/jVjN7p0ekZc/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S2057bDS9HI/AAAAAAAADQs/jVjN7p0ekZc/s320/DSC00562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435064018342704242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Nerofico.&lt;br /&gt;Hospital Dad was in had this restaurant too&lt;br /&gt;and it provided him all his meals.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome stuff right? C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205vcYCDmI/AAAAAAAADQk/wzAl62oXCD8/s1600-h/DSC06457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205vcYCDmI/AAAAAAAADQk/wzAl62oXCD8/s320/DSC06457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435063812539682402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205eLEMYDI/AAAAAAAADQc/wNMV8bETI-M/s1600-h/DSC06458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205eLEMYDI/AAAAAAAADQc/wNMV8bETI-M/s320/DSC06458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435063515835293746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205Tb4QJhI/AAAAAAAADQU/fLOGwaMySU8/s1600-h/DSC06460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S205Tb4QJhI/AAAAAAAADQU/fLOGwaMySU8/s320/DSC06460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435063331370051090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204-NOit1I/AAAAAAAADQM/ROeI3h4j4P8/s1600-h/DSC06509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204-NOit1I/AAAAAAAADQM/ROeI3h4j4P8/s320/DSC06509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435062966659757906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204vxO6KtI/AAAAAAAADQE/a3eTV7-c4sA/s1600-h/DSC06513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204vxO6KtI/AAAAAAAADQE/a3eTV7-c4sA/s320/DSC06513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435062718626933458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204lamVg_I/AAAAAAAADP8/mUJtU-m7tu4/s1600-h/DSC06514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204lamVg_I/AAAAAAAADP8/mUJtU-m7tu4/s320/DSC06514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435062540752487410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204UvQo0AI/AAAAAAAADP0/Hfn_Qm2IH2Y/s1600-h/DSC06516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204UvQo0AI/AAAAAAAADP0/Hfn_Qm2IH2Y/s320/DSC06516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435062254240845826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204F5Dc5UI/AAAAAAAADPs/kupbXccF4pc/s1600-h/DSC06518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S204F5Dc5UI/AAAAAAAADPs/kupbXccF4pc/s320/DSC06518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435061999171855682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203wRE4EoI/AAAAAAAADPk/ztQyVuscmps/s1600-h/DSC06547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203wRE4EoI/AAAAAAAADPk/ztQyVuscmps/s320/DSC06547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435061627663159938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because Mom knew I wanted chocolates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203im8-ZaI/AAAAAAAADPc/q5eMmaZj3qU/s1600-h/DSC06566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203im8-ZaI/AAAAAAAADPc/q5eMmaZj3qU/s320/DSC06566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435061393017431458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Strawberries from Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203SOiryZI/AAAAAAAADPU/_2DlvxAO83E/s1600-h/DSC06569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S203SOiryZI/AAAAAAAADPU/_2DlvxAO83E/s320/DSC06569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435061111586802066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S2024HdLQxI/AAAAAAAADPM/bxXTFxUkih8/s1600-h/DSC06570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S2024HdLQxI/AAAAAAAADPM/bxXTFxUkih8/s320/DSC06570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435060663008051986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202vmZf8mI/AAAAAAAADPE/5HEwnzx4LQs/s1600-h/DSC06571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202vmZf8mI/AAAAAAAADPE/5HEwnzx4LQs/s320/DSC06571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435060516695306850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202kwjiyKI/AAAAAAAADO8/2GHt02QoRXI/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202kwjiyKI/AAAAAAAADO8/2GHt02QoRXI/s320/DSC06572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435060330443229346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202P4JTe5I/AAAAAAAADO0/02hKNlHHB7g/s1600-h/DSC06573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202P4JTe5I/AAAAAAAADO0/02hKNlHHB7g/s320/DSC06573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435059971703405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202B40VPUI/AAAAAAAADOs/vypWhdxQtJg/s1600-h/DSC06576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S202B40VPUI/AAAAAAAADOs/vypWhdxQtJg/s320/DSC06576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435059731365707074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TGI Friday. Oompa loompa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S20111_XIII/AAAAAAAADOk/q9Yh7bCUtv8/s1600-h/DSC06579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S20111_XIII/AAAAAAAADOk/q9Yh7bCUtv8/s320/DSC06579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435059524448231554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apple pie I baked without a recipe.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, it was done by a first timer.&lt;br /&gt;Can't expect much :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S201mLh71zI/AAAAAAAADOc/bQ2oHIQGY6s/s1600-h/DSC06582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S201mLh71zI/AAAAAAAADOc/bQ2oHIQGY6s/s320/DSC06582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435059255352481586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cinnamon bread. Also without a recipe.&lt;br /&gt;And by a first timer.&lt;br /&gt;*skips away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1027564779074817796-6303268063549479716?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6303268063549479716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6303268063549479716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6303268063549479716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6303268063549479716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/fallen-through-clouds-on-high.html' title='Fallen through the clouds on high.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S206ZUy5L-I/AAAAAAAADRE/nfkUywcIAeU/s72-c/DSC00557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-475853579781808969</id><published>2010-02-05T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T18:12:18.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your joy is my strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love O Lord, reaches to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Your faithfulness to the skies&lt;br /&gt;Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains&lt;br /&gt;Your justice is like the great deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 36:5-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-475853579781808969?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/475853579781808969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=475853579781808969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/475853579781808969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/475853579781808969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/your-joy-is-my-strength.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2380321535449034520</id><published>2010-02-01T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:49:38.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strips of the sky.</title><content type='html'>KL again last weekend and it was great great great.&lt;br /&gt;Spent a great deal of time shopping in the Gardens and Mid Valley with Mom and Mel while Dad spent his time in cafes with his novels on Sat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sunday morning I got my Tetanus shot and it hurt bad. And then more shopping though my arm was still hurting and aching but who could never say no to shopping? :D&lt;br /&gt;Baskin Robins in the evening. Remind me not to have Baskin Robins in the next few weeks to come. Aaaah sugar rush, sugar rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yes I baked last Saturday evening!&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon bread and apple and cinnamon pie oooh la la =DDD&lt;br /&gt;And I did it with no recipe! HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear the awesome part? I didn't burn anything in the kitchen! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning the peeps got their Tetanus jabs. Almost everyone said they didn't feel a thing. How did they actually do that? Argh, my pain receptors are really active :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really dark. And I put sunblock on, so imagine me without sunblock. :O I'd be like burnt charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Gotta get back to my research on Jimmy Choo for my Moral presentation.&lt;br /&gt;Bloop bloop bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2380321535449034520?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2380321535449034520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2380321535449034520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2380321535449034520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2380321535449034520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/strips-of-sky.html' title='Strips of the sky.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4616586967185083138</id><published>2010-01-29T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:40:14.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hearing the waves lap from far away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Merentas Desa was today and Nat Tan was in the top 30s.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing impressing about it but woah, right? Woah.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's sports practice was poof. I was near to blacking out after the back to back races. 300 meters, giddiness and the 100 plus bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Thus I concluded, I have no stamina.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I didn't realize it before. I did, actually. From a long time ago =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition, or not? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Commence operation stomach the punches.&lt;br /&gt;No! Nothing physical, but punches are made to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;[text edit] --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;Today I brought the wrong color tie to change at school after the merentas desa/sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;I wore the red uniform but brought the blue tie.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Nat Tan's a genius :P In my defense, I grabbed my tie in the dark...soo...&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me Sandra had a spare tie.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, God really helped me from getting skinned today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not so sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4616586967185083138?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4616586967185083138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4616586967185083138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4616586967185083138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4616586967185083138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/hearing-waves-lap-from-far-away.html' title='Hearing the waves lap from far away.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4805700863537289934</id><published>2010-01-23T15:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:17:27.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school today. Can you believe it. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's unbelievable. It's just surprising that my brain can actually function good enough today even though it's a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Work and curricular activities are now driving me crazy and I've been singing every single day. I don't wanna loose my voice again D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Studying literature in school sucks. We're made to read The Prisoner of Zenda all together in class which is really sad and slow. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I miss Romeo and Jul. It's like that. We never like what we have, but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;I just ate another bar of chocolate. Yes, bad Nat, bad :|  Now I want a piece of chocolate moist cake. I want apple crumble. I want stuff from Cinabbon. It's such a sad story to know that the food you like are 200 kilometers away from where you're at. *screams into pillow* Honestly, I have no idea what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;I'm emo. Again, it's because I was and still am thinking too much. Don't come near me, I bite. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't speak Cantonese, you somehow won't click with those who barely speak English. Speak English and people will call you a snob. Not speaking Cantonese doesn't mean you don't understand the language at all. Speaking English doesn't mean that you're showing off. Smile non stop when you walk and people will call you a weirdo. Wear your neutral look on your face, and people will say you're arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;If you read number 6,&lt;br /&gt;[text edit] here's some respect. (?) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaahhh swoon swoon swooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;Chace Crawford!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Deep blue blue blue blue eyes aaah soo soo cute me likee scream scream scream.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh whoopsie. That was gibberish :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1q44Z9PuHI/AAAAAAAADOM/P_3Y8b8LmPU/s1600-h/Love_Chalk_by_with_accusing_eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1q44Z9PuHI/AAAAAAAADOM/P_3Y8b8LmPU/s320/Love_Chalk_by_with_accusing_eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429855579928508530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yes, before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Bryan Cheng! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4805700863537289934?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4805700863537289934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4805700863537289934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4805700863537289934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4805700863537289934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/10.html' title='10.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1q44Z9PuHI/AAAAAAAADOM/P_3Y8b8LmPU/s72-c/Love_Chalk_by_with_accusing_eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8392738191306580824</id><published>2010-01-20T18:10:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:28:16.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And there goes another bar, ooh.</title><content type='html'>"Nat's suchha genius in stating the obvious."  (:&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm good at something, right? Hardly anyone calls me a genius. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tie, the responsibilities and the people who despise you come all in a package.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how:&lt;br /&gt;- people can actually be deceived by my looks&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- people do not realize that English isn't the only thing I know.&lt;br /&gt;*Bursts your bubble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Breathe, breathe, breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staying back at school everyday and it just takes up all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I put a warning about this becoming a really emotionless post?&lt;br /&gt;Whoop, apparently not. So there, you were warned :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1bdmASOTjI/AAAAAAAADN8/V7HARMaXV5Q/s1600-h/Smile_by_engelvleugels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1bdmASOTjI/AAAAAAAADN8/V7HARMaXV5Q/s320/Smile_by_engelvleugels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428770045822914098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you ice-cream after you get jabbed, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;Mom is so cute :P But no, ice cream wouldn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the family and the peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, nothing is possible, the world stops spinning.&lt;br /&gt;Through Him, I can do all things.&lt;br /&gt;=DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause it's You who gives me strength.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hide me under Your eagle's wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8392738191306580824?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8392738191306580824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8392738191306580824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8392738191306580824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8392738191306580824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/nats-suchha-genius-in-stating-obvious.html' title='And there goes another bar, ooh.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1bdmASOTjI/AAAAAAAADN8/V7HARMaXV5Q/s72-c/Smile_by_engelvleugels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4497552763811362631</id><published>2010-01-18T17:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:08:24.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food crave :DD</title><content type='html'>Gail came for a sleepover Saturday night to do her homework with Mel. And seriously, their pile of work wasn't small.&lt;br /&gt;"My friend wanted to look for me on Facebook and typed my name. Turns out there's actually 5000 Melissa Tans."&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooh. There are only 15 Gail Changs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hogged my laptop :P I cooked them breakfast and didn't ruin the kitchen =D&lt;br /&gt;They did their homework. I did mine.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate a lot :O&lt;br /&gt;Aaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad came back from KL just yesterday and now..&lt;br /&gt;the fridge is now well-stocked on chocolates (:&lt;br /&gt;And Mom got strawberries imported from Egypt. Sweet stuff, right? (grin grin grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go, bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4497552763811362631?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4497552763811362631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4497552763811362631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4497552763811362631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4497552763811362631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/ooh-yes-everyday.html' title='Food crave :DD'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-657238194857024306</id><published>2010-01-16T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T13:45:59.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puny little thing =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH ADORABLENESS =PPPP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-657238194857024306?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/657238194857024306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=657238194857024306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/657238194857024306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/657238194857024306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/puny-little-thing.html' title='Puny little thing =)'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5164677697374984592</id><published>2010-01-15T16:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:07:32.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I had that imagination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1AhYidGEMI/AAAAAAAADNM/sRn62cWSFrw/s1600-h/uhmmm_o_o_hug_XD_by_Dan777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1AhYidGEMI/AAAAAAAADNM/sRn62cWSFrw/s320/uhmmm_o_o_hug_XD_by_Dan777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426874256430862530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1AhPBxOniI/AAAAAAAADNE/snku3oTtjnY/s1600-h/uhmmm_o_o_hug_XD_by_Dan777.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5164677697374984592?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5164677697374984592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5164677697374984592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5164677697374984592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5164677697374984592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wish-i-had-that-imagination.html' title='I wish I had that imagination.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S1AhYidGEMI/AAAAAAAADNM/sRn62cWSFrw/s72-c/uhmmm_o_o_hug_XD_by_Dan777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5806391675046241607</id><published>2010-01-11T17:49:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:58:12.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like the breeze sweeping through. It never stays.</title><content type='html'>I scream too much. So much that it even annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;If only I can cut out the high-decibel screaming side of me.. I really need to go a few decibels lower. And, I should not have fear of balls knocking my glasses off my face.&lt;br /&gt;Poooooh.&lt;br /&gt;Enough with being emotionless already! Aah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S0r0JICzgjI/AAAAAAAADMU/QHUxfFyZcfQ/s1600-h/457004988_80ed426b2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S0r0JICzgjI/AAAAAAAADMU/QHUxfFyZcfQ/s320/457004988_80ed426b2e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425417138736431666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Presses imaginary like button)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the side of me that overuses smileys..&lt;br /&gt;=PPPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1027564779074817796-5806391675046241607?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5806391675046241607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5806391675046241607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5806391675046241607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5806391675046241607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/close-enough-for-me-to-hear.html' title='Like the breeze sweeping through. It never stays.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/S0r0JICzgjI/AAAAAAAADMU/QHUxfFyZcfQ/s72-c/457004988_80ed426b2e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-5971588722992412092</id><published>2010-01-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:03:41.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-5971588722992412092?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/5971588722992412092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=5971588722992412092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5971588722992412092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/5971588722992412092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4404384334942756432</id><published>2010-01-06T18:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:08:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And this would be the answer.</title><content type='html'>School has been great so far and hopefully it'll stay the same throughout the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;It has been drizzling and raining for the past few days and I still insist on not bringing an umbrella to school :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I'm now in 3 Hornbill. Next year, classes with the word 'Hornbill' would be no more for me. Will be a little vintage for that.&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Hornbill's walls were painted green last year meaning I now sit in a class with bright green walls.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sitting right at the back. And my deskmate's Amelia. How predictable right. Hohoho&lt;br /&gt;- No chalkboards in my class at all. In other words, no more chalk dust! :)&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sitting for PMR this year :O&lt;br /&gt;- I've got a very, very cute Science teacher. Most of us conclude that she can be a comedian. I won't be forced to sleep in Science anymore! Hopefully I'm not speaking too soon.&lt;br /&gt;- Mrs Lee's teaching me Moral. Never expected the principal to ever teach me. Haha&lt;br /&gt;- The other teachers are definitely better than the teachers I had before. Ahem PMR year. It's something to expect.&lt;br /&gt;- Canteen's still the same :P&lt;br /&gt;- I haven't visited the library yet.&lt;br /&gt;- The Prisoner of Zenda has a bad ending. Like Romeo and Juliet. The princess didn't end up with the 'hero'. But oh well. She had her obligations in ruling the country so...&lt;br /&gt;- We study PJ. I think only Malaysian students are forced to do this. Maybe certain people think that studying PJ and sitting for the test by answering question papers make you healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. When we sit and study for umpteenth hours, we get healthy! Totally the opposite of exercising. But oh well, again.&lt;br /&gt;- I suddenly like Korean music :O I liked Korean music when I was younger, but when the lala Korean bands came popular into existance, the interest faded and now thanks to Crystal I like them all over again. Which may be good :P&lt;br /&gt;- Everyday's a bad hair day for me.&lt;br /&gt;- I go to school slightly later than per usual.&lt;br /&gt;- I still can't believe that I'm in form 3.&lt;br /&gt;- People have been jumping into conclusions that make you get into trouble. Quite of a trouble. Or, it becomes a trouble.&lt;br /&gt;- Drama class restarts tomorrow. I nearly forgot. (note to self: do not forget, do not forget...)&lt;br /&gt;- I should get back to studying. Blogging was just a break from geog. A long break =P&lt;br /&gt;- Mels the sister has the skirt I want. Hohohoho *evil sneers*&lt;br /&gt;- Oh oh yeah. I watched Alvin &amp;amp; the chipmunks 2 and Sherlock Holmes. The cinema in Mid Valley was freezing. I wanna watch Old Dogs and Avatar, which I missed. Sherlock Holmes was nice. I've this weird thing for these kind of shows. Oooh yes Pride and Prejudice =)&lt;br /&gt;- Oh no. My throat feels abnormally dry. But hey, I drank water just a while ago! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. Dinner time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4404384334942756432?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4404384334942756432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4404384334942756432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4404384334942756432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4404384334942756432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-this-would-be-answer.html' title='And this would be the answer.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3641224630922036139</id><published>2010-01-06T14:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:49:59.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall not procastinate, I shall not procastinate, I shall not procastinate.&lt;br /&gt;New Year resolution number (?): Stop procrastinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3641224630922036139?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3641224630922036139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3641224630922036139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3641224630922036139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3641224630922036139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-shall-not-procastinate-i-shall-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4021472388535729789</id><published>2010-01-05T18:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:37:22.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 in the morning again :O</title><content type='html'>Am back from another hiatus. Whoooh! Cause it definitely felt good.&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to be lazy this holiday :P&lt;br /&gt;IMU, youth camp, caroling, KL, Genting and more and more of KL.&lt;br /&gt;Dad went for his knee arthroscope and thank God he's fine and coping well.&lt;br /&gt;God has been great. Dad was in an awesome sports hospital and he saw Lee Chong Wei and all there. Really but nah.&lt;br /&gt;No autographs. Dad wasn't interested :P If I'm not mistaken, it's a 5-star sports hospital.&lt;br /&gt;And the food there was AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME--authentic Italian food!! Not the cold tasteless porridge whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Dad got to choose how he wanted his eggs done for breakfast, he chose salmon for lunch, steaks for dinner and pizza for supper. He got to choose what he wanted from a menu!&lt;br /&gt;Awesome indeed but not so awesome when he had to stay in the hospital for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome tube dress from Zara! (sorry, i don't have a wide range of vocabulary so everything seems to be awesome)&lt;br /&gt;But nah, didn't get that. Pockets have very limited cash :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started yesterday and I already got homework.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is it felt like yesterday when I got into form 1 and now I'm going to sit for PMR. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Mel's in Heron. I'm so proud of her. She's growing *tears*&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;"Waaaa che che only has 3 more years in MGS then she'll be done with secondary school. She's getting old"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. (my sister does have a point, you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. More of KL and school soon if i remember.&lt;br /&gt;-Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4021472388535729789?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4021472388535729789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4021472388535729789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4021472388535729789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4021472388535729789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2010/01/6-in-morning-again-o.html' title='6 in the morning again :O'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-3399536085015440232</id><published>2009-12-21T14:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:57:51.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daydreams.</title><content type='html'>Things are always deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from KL and camp and I've been dead tired but everything rocked.&lt;br /&gt;Especially CSO hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot. Things i never expected to learn when I signed up.&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of caroling's over.&lt;br /&gt;Today'll be my last time seeing the peeps in 2009 and I'll be saying hello to 2010 in KL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I'm tired inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers hurt out of playing the tambourine yesterday night and now I can't even hold a pencil.&lt;br /&gt;Now I say hello to plasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I say goodbye before I get any more morbid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-3399536085015440232?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/3399536085015440232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=3399536085015440232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3399536085015440232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/3399536085015440232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/12/daydreams.html' title='Daydreams.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-869728978294439749</id><published>2009-12-08T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:10:42.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In 6 days, in 3, in 1.</title><content type='html'>I'm packing 2 bags.&lt;br /&gt;One for Kl and the other for camp&lt;br /&gt;And it definitely is the wrong time for all my clothes (well, almost. Nearly) to be stuck in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;*hits self*&lt;br /&gt;What do I wear to IMU? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing the classical study is enough to break my legs.&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been taught our character dances.&lt;br /&gt;See my point in why I don't want to take my grade 7 exam?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah then I get hurled into the dusty corner which is something I'm used to.&lt;br /&gt;And the lectures come in and I smile smile smile laugh and insist on sticking to my decision then I give you migraines.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. It's sounding more like a computer game or..whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired thanks to the Classical dance.&lt;br /&gt;I've no stamina and I want a treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;(Hint, hint) :D&lt;br /&gt;Just read this post. I don't sound like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komsas homework, Kumon and lit. essays wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just do those in Kl or somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Now, to my humble crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOOODNIGHT =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-869728978294439749?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/869728978294439749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=869728978294439749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/869728978294439749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/869728978294439749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-6-days-in-3-in-1.html' title='In 6 days, in 3, in 1.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-8455141764643533448</id><published>2009-12-05T09:53:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:35:34.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I suppose I exhausted my digestive system O.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a long time ago, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brewster's.&lt;br /&gt;Basically cheese, mushrooms, cheese and pork.&lt;br /&gt;Just right after I tightened my braces.&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot my scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDhG9HhxI/AAAAAAAADLc/OLz9x-HjZKM/s1600-h/DSC06203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDhG9HhxI/AAAAAAAADLc/OLz9x-HjZKM/s320/DSC06203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411571400832419602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDWPztwAI/AAAAAAAADLU/r20P-X_ceU0/s1600-h/DSC06202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDWPztwAI/AAAAAAAADLU/r20P-X_ceU0/s320/DSC06202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411571214230339586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDKWxLmvI/AAAAAAAADLM/Jd9Eu6uWCgQ/s1600-h/DSC06201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDKWxLmvI/AAAAAAAADLM/Jd9Eu6uWCgQ/s320/DSC06201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411571009940331250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDA2nlxPI/AAAAAAAADLE/59hcjBTQ-Ho/s1600-h/DSC06200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDA2nlxPI/AAAAAAAADLE/59hcjBTQ-Ho/s320/DSC06200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411570846691345650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Rama's.&lt;br /&gt;KL, again.&lt;br /&gt;Why are all the good food in Kl? I cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnChjfdikI/AAAAAAAADK8/HUPbzQ-Mur4/s1600-h/DSC06188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnChjfdikI/AAAAAAAADK8/HUPbzQ-Mur4/s320/DSC06188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411570308981033538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnCTQmXUuI/AAAAAAAADK0/9giYv4Zxh_Y/s1600-h/DSC06186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnCTQmXUuI/AAAAAAAADK0/9giYv4Zxh_Y/s320/DSC06186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411570063391544034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnB7kmWYMI/AAAAAAAADKs/UYzeDNVABOs/s1600-h/DSC06180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnB7kmWYMI/AAAAAAAADKs/UYzeDNVABOs/s320/DSC06180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411569656443330754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pile of onion rings.&lt;br /&gt;Oil, oil and pimples.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnBscP9nWI/AAAAAAAADKk/4LE21Q9de9E/s1600-h/DSC06178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnBscP9nWI/AAAAAAAADKk/4LE21Q9de9E/s320/DSC06178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411569396503911778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bits from Marks and Spencer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnBDeF8iCI/AAAAAAAADKU/PBzMKHjWJ_E/s1600-h/DSC06172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnBDeF8iCI/AAAAAAAADKU/PBzMKHjWJ_E/s320/DSC06172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411568692624132130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, that's a gummy &lt;s&gt;bear&lt;/s&gt; sheep.&lt;br /&gt;Rightful belonging of Mel's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnA0lC6iEI/AAAAAAAADKM/lNUAI_qeIpw/s1600-h/DSC06174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnA0lC6iEI/AAAAAAAADKM/lNUAI_qeIpw/s320/DSC06174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411568436792428610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnAlPuowCI/AAAAAAAADKE/N-PYPbx7xOc/s1600-h/DSC06175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnAlPuowCI/AAAAAAAADKE/N-PYPbx7xOc/s320/DSC06175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411568173372194850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kl, again.&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sashimi, sashimi, sashimi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnATZ7saCI/AAAAAAAADJ8/CGEhYUcoah8/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnATZ7saCI/AAAAAAAADJ8/CGEhYUcoah8/s320/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411567866873669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_8TNM-mI/AAAAAAAADJ0/6C_jeELErNI/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_8TNM-mI/AAAAAAAADJ0/6C_jeELErNI/s320/DSC01043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411567469931068002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_nCpEZhI/AAAAAAAADJs/frCzFdjg3sU/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_nCpEZhI/AAAAAAAADJs/frCzFdjg3sU/s320/DSC01039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411567104707290642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_LxS3SMI/AAAAAAAADJk/ObyVNchj9Wk/s1600-h/DSC01036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm_LxS3SMI/AAAAAAAADJk/ObyVNchj9Wk/s320/DSC01036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411566636194285762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm-pn8Uf-I/AAAAAAAADJc/9R3cOQVLQdo/s1600-h/DSC01035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm-pn8Uf-I/AAAAAAAADJc/9R3cOQVLQdo/s320/DSC01035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411566049568260066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm9d4CwQ0I/AAAAAAAADJU/K5EG09ewmvU/s1600-h/DSC01032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/Sxm9d4CwQ0I/AAAAAAAADJU/K5EG09ewmvU/s320/DSC01032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411564748220154690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again,&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnD0bbd0UI/AAAAAAAADLk/MfviQ-hB2VM/s1600-h/DSC06285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnD0bbd0UI/AAAAAAAADLk/MfviQ-hB2VM/s320/DSC06285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411571732745933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-8455141764643533448?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/8455141764643533448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=8455141764643533448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8455141764643533448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/8455141764643533448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-suppose-i-exhausted-my-digestive.html' title='I suppose I exhausted my digestive system O.O'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/SxnDhG9HhxI/AAAAAAAADLc/OLz9x-HjZKM/s72-c/DSC06203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6579954556063229089</id><published>2009-11-30T19:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:11:12.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, December.</title><content type='html'>KL KL KL KL KL KL KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever watch New Moon, it'd be entirely because of Taylor Lautner.&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating non stop. You know what to expect from me.&lt;br /&gt;'FAT FAT FAT'.&lt;br /&gt;BUT like what Isaac or Mom or Mel said, 'life's so short. Eat!'&lt;br /&gt;To follow, or not to follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to scrub all the glittery blue off my nails. There's a need for me to go to school tomorrow for choir practice.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, blue. Maybe I'll have black nails soon. Oooh morbid.&lt;br /&gt;Pink's too corny. Transparent is transparent. The whole idea of having transparent is to make it unseen. Silver with stars and purple hearts is.. not my type. Copper's not so bad. Pale blue's just pale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell group christmas party yesterday was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;My co-partners for the games, Bryan C. and Crystal. And those who could not answer the 'so you think you know your cell group members' quiz had to enjoy sampling our evil concoctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ribena, crushed chips, orange juice, salt, Sprite.&lt;br /&gt;- Fish sauce, coke, orange juice, vinegar, pepper.&lt;br /&gt;- Soy sauce, pepper, coke, vinegar&lt;br /&gt;- Sprite, salt, pepper, orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe they're not so evil but they were enough to kill everyone. Literally and almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And now I bid adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6579954556063229089?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6579954556063229089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6579954556063229089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6579954556063229089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6579954556063229089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-rabbit-goldfish-bulldog-monkey.html' title='Hello, December.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-4880393717621797295</id><published>2009-11-27T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:53:57.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Your ribs will crack if you keep laughing like that.'</title><content type='html'>Okay. So right now, I've just updated my godsister's iPod and am updating my sister's phone. Later, I'll have to update my sister's iPod. My sister's reason of wanting me to do all the work was because she is lazy. Which means, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; get the work. This is how older sisters survive, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;My godsister's iPod's a birthday present, so Mom thought downloading a playlist for her would be nice. And yet again, the big che che does everything.&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually. This gives me a reason to go online.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the Little Mermaid and New York concert and now I'm gonna turn morbid for missing that.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance practice yesterday was seriously hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and Emmanuel were high on sissy poses and moves.&lt;br /&gt;If you squeeze them into skirts, a tank top and have them wear wigs, they'll definitely be accepted into a cheerleading team.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, they both took this as a compliment when I told them that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nat. Now you do realize why we never had guys for dance performances." LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've gotta wrap the godsister's present.  Also, Mom cooked a really great lunch and it's waiting for me downstairs. And, I toasted nuggets. The kitchen didn't blow!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Gotta bounce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-4880393717621797295?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/4880393717621797295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=4880393717621797295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4880393717621797295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/4880393717621797295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay.html' title='&apos;Your ribs will crack if you keep laughing like that.&apos;'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-6957307154763221853</id><published>2009-11-26T09:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:31:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3, 2, 1.</title><content type='html'>Isaac and Grandpa went back to KL so I'm now all alone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a sister, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;, she'll be spending her time in the kitchen making ice-cream. Jamie Oliver style.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Vanessa might be coming back from KL. I might not be lonely tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched A Christmas Carol with Isaac, Mel and Dad two nights ago&lt;br /&gt;Sat in the 3rd row&lt;br /&gt;and strained our necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I found my voice somewhere. I think that because I don't find myself croaking so much now. If I conveniently ignore my cough and phlegm, I can rejoice because. I have my voice back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't falsetto now and it's NOT fun at all. Hopefully it's something temporary otherwise...I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped 2 choir practices because of my voice. Can't go for movie outing because I just have to go to Kumon on Monday. But, no matter.&lt;br /&gt;New Moon's not such a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my eye on Alvin and the Chipmunks 2. Someone better bring me to the cinema for me to watch that show.. otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;I'll just get my Dad to do that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic gets to go fly to Hong Kong soon. Lucky her =)&lt;br /&gt;Now I miss Hong Kong. I miss their awesome food and fist-sized prawn dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;I'll soon miss the rabbit. Nic nic nic, bring enough carrots&lt;br /&gt;On second thought, don't bother bringing your carrots.&lt;br /&gt;You'll definitely love the prawn dumplings over the orange veggie sticks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for KIDS water games last sunday and I forgot to bring a change of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I always forget the important things. And I wore sport shoes.&lt;br /&gt;No one had a pair of extra slippers, so I chose to go barefoot which wasn't bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;Then went for an early lunch, skipped ballet and went for caroling practice.&lt;br /&gt;If Aunty Wen Zhih heard me sing, she would have fainted.&lt;br /&gt;Was croaking during practice. (It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; my fault! I lost my voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks more&lt;br /&gt;before I inoculate and streak bacteria onto agar plates&lt;br /&gt;Make a tooth model&lt;br /&gt;Thoroughly understand how chromatography works&lt;br /&gt;and other stuff&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;And if everything goes as planned, you'll camp in the living room, I'll occupy the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it'll go the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance practice today. To those who're involved who read this, be punctual. OR. *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;10 push ups and 10 sit ups&lt;br /&gt;(I might bite, too)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-6957307154763221853?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/6957307154763221853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=6957307154763221853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6957307154763221853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/6957307154763221853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/isaac-and-grandpa-went-back-to-kl-so-im.html' title='3, 2, 1.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-1821903355281041531</id><published>2009-11-20T13:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:29:54.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey and lemon, honey and lemon.</title><content type='html'>Deafening silences.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my voice. Ask Ding.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sing 'Hark the Herald Angels Sing' properly.&lt;br /&gt;"Honey and lemon, honey and lemon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortoise paces.&lt;br /&gt;My internet connection is SLOW. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue flashing lights.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Bluetooth.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-1821903355281041531?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/1821903355281041531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=1821903355281041531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1821903355281041531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/1821903355281041531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/deafening-silences.html' title='Honey and lemon, honey and lemon.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-2575583290518641021</id><published>2009-11-19T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:31:18.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Glass.&lt;br /&gt;They can be bulletproof. But can be cut through with just a tiny knife.&lt;br /&gt;Like laser penetrating the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;God really does wonders. All are okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things, so little time.&lt;br /&gt;1. Kl. Kl. KL. KL.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;toy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt; meaning, I've a lot of updating to do. Mom rocks.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dance choreography.&lt;br /&gt;4. Photos.&lt;br /&gt;5. Mel's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;6. Kumon. Aaaah procastinating sucks.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm left with a list of chores to do. *glares at the ant* LOL&lt;br /&gt;8. Backstage work, or not.&lt;br /&gt;9. Celebrating Mel's success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5 A'S FOR UPSR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. He is great.&lt;br /&gt;So proud of Mel right now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta bounce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-2575583290518641021?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/2575583290518641021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=2575583290518641021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2575583290518641021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/2575583290518641021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-many-things-so-little-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027564779074817796.post-7059372204158902656</id><published>2009-11-14T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:55:33.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every little space in between.</title><content type='html'>4 hours and 15 minutes left.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel myself shaking and this is scary.&lt;br /&gt;Someone make a time machine and rewind to March or something. I don't want to do drama today :(&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse, I can't go for Zale's pink, black and white party.&lt;br /&gt;Thousand apologies, buddy. If you ever see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: change blog into some other color soon and fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027564779074817796-7059372204158902656?l=littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/feeds/7059372204158902656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1027564779074817796&amp;postID=7059372204158902656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7059372204158902656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027564779074817796/posts/default/7059372204158902656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlepieces-smilingfaces.blogspot.com/2009/11/every-little-space-in-between.html' title='every little space in between.'/><author><name>Nat Tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02818626714144584889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rfqf5BQENfk/TQo2tFzmQFI/AAAAAAAADcY/gcnrLNAzjQM/S220/2c8320cdc1f6fdb3b4fa08da03a297ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
