<?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-3405217081336422631</id><updated>2011-11-30T00:00:31.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinsle's love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-7483979265250745805</id><published>2008-12-26T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T19:40:47.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>http://chuism.livejournal.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE blogger,&lt;br /&gt;heelo livejournal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people I have moved but will be keeping this blog for as long as I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do relink me alrights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-7483979265250745805?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/7483979265250745805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=7483979265250745805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7483979265250745805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7483979265250745805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-5916774335372609406</id><published>2008-12-25T06:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:59:39.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil online gifts to dearests </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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but mama would be home alone so I decide not to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the well wishes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like felicia's one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' if a fat red one comes to your room at mignight and kidnaps you..'' something like that one, very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and Jon msged me too :D&lt;br /&gt;The earliest one was that Fiona pig, a BHB sms. haha!&lt;br /&gt;I think she's gnna whack me D:&lt;br /&gt;but its christmas, a festival of love and joy, so you cannot whack me! nehninehninehneh * tongue face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis bought me a nice tote bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later going to converse warehouse sales with yeechai and mama.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i will be strong &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-415461541383772353?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/415461541383772353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=415461541383772353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/415461541383772353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/415461541383772353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-6734835302471653105</id><published>2008-12-24T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:43:05.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve!</title><content type='html'>once again, its Christmas time!&lt;br /&gt;A time to share joy and happiness with your loved ones (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Christmas with Joey, Beeyan, Kyne and arnold on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Painted his room in a new shade of green. The end product was quite nice la!&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was pizza hut! (:&lt;br /&gt;ohya! Arnold's mama bluff me I spoilt his bed ):&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was steamboat. Cray Fish was ubber nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at his house till 10 plus after watching Nyonya. Then his mama sent us all home haha&lt;br /&gt;The ride was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i cross the bridge the light flickered and scare me cause we listened to barney backwards song and there was a screamer that freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home and bathed and flipped through mags and finally, slept at 12am plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to joey's house and slacked there! Christmas eve (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow BBQ at Fel's and then Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;But bee and joey say the show is over rated. But Joey say its okay too. And others told me that its worth a watch for people like me -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols de last 2 weeks always damn packed.&lt;br /&gt;AUNT GAVE $50 TO BUY NEW CLOTHES AS CHRISTMAS PRESENT!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN BUY THE DRESS THAT HAN AND I SAW ! HEEHEEEHEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are still tons of presents I haven't buy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-6734835302471653105?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/6734835302471653105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=6734835302471653105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6734835302471653105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6734835302471653105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas eve!'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-5503553172717236261</id><published>2008-12-20T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:44:48.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot drills!</title><content type='html'>Finally! first foot drill during this hols, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;carried bass drum and shoulders almost broke. And i have to get finger taping again just in case.&lt;br /&gt;While walking up the spiral staircase i almost went mad so I started singing pokemon song again. Bee and Ange was like '' shut up''. SO SADDDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with doulph they all. Made alot of noise in the bus. oops, :x&lt;br /&gt;Slept through half the day. and had pretty weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to popo house and webby with yuhan. haha HX was disturbing me all the way. she even pulled me to dance with her. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today taught me something :&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't think before they speak, do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; if you ever knew ; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-5503553172717236261?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/5503553172717236261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=5503553172717236261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5503553172717236261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5503553172717236261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/foot-drills.html' title='Foot drills!'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2372947608454221389</id><published>2008-12-17T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T06:55:42.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swensens (:</title><content type='html'>So dinner at swensens today, ate ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;The total bill was astonishing.&lt;br /&gt;3 people can actually eat so much.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and movie again. So these few days watched half of St trinion, Wildchild, The clique, Sydney white and money not enough 2. And later I am gnna continue LaoShi Jia LaoDa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, PSP-ing. playing Final Fantasy. BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2372947608454221389?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2372947608454221389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2372947608454221389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2372947608454221389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2372947608454221389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/swensens.html' title='Swensens (:'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-4069572466987769535</id><published>2008-12-17T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T02:21:33.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>分手快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggnizWgkVPk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ggnizWgkVPk&amp;amp;hl=en&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;yet another song to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Think the lyrics are really rather meaningful of you listen to it carefully, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, went with yuhan, her sis, her bro and her sis boyfriend to watch Bolt!&lt;br /&gt;Veryvery nice show, rhino is freaking cuteeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of fun today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; No one can confiscate another's happiness (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-4069572466987769535?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/4069572466987769535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=4069572466987769535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4069572466987769535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4069572466987769535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_17.html' title='分手快乐'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-3455840890966825052</id><published>2008-12-16T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:50:50.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>会呼吸的痛</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVr_cM_d55I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gVr_cM_d55I&amp;amp;hl=en&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;在東京鐵塔　第一次眺望&lt;br /&gt;    看燈火模仿　墜落的星光&lt;br /&gt;    我終於到達　但卻更悲傷&lt;br /&gt;    一個人完成　我們的夢想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    你總說時間還很多　你可以等我&lt;br /&gt;    以前我不懂得　未必明天就有以後&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ＊想念是會呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;    它活在我身上所有角落&lt;br /&gt;    哼你愛的歌會痛　看你的信會痛&lt;br /&gt;    連沉默也痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ＃遺憾是會呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;    它流在血液中來回滾動&lt;br /&gt;    後悔不貼心會痛　恨不懂你會痛&lt;br /&gt;    想見不能見最痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    沒看你臉上　張揚過哀傷&lt;br /&gt;    那是種多麼　寂寞的倔強&lt;br /&gt;    你拆了城墻　讓我去流浪&lt;br /&gt;    在原地等我　把自己捆綁&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    你沒說你也會軟弱　需要依賴我&lt;br /&gt;    我就裝不曉得　自由移動自我地過&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    重唱　＊,＃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    我發誓不再說謊了&lt;br /&gt;    多愛你就會抱你多緊的&lt;br /&gt;    我的微笑都假了　靈魂像飄浮著&lt;br /&gt;    你在就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    我發誓不讓你等候&lt;br /&gt;    陪你做想做的無論什麼&lt;br /&gt;    我越來越像貝殼　怕心被人觸碰&lt;br /&gt;    你回來那就好了&lt;br /&gt;    能重來那就好了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics from : https://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~nghoongk/lyrics/singer237-3.html&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;if there was one person you want to hold on to now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one chance for you to change the past, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one person to love you, who would you yearn for it to be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one person guiding you in your life now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one person you will miss badly now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one thing you could have now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one chance for you to go to another time, when would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was one chance to make up for your regrets, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;if there was a person to hold you tight now, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could change your life, then what would it be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-3455840890966825052?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/3455840890966825052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=3455840890966825052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/3455840890966825052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/3455840890966825052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='会呼吸的痛'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-19797303155192338</id><published>2008-12-15T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T05:31:07.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello thereeee</title><content type='html'>realised that i have dumped my blog for a week. Sorry my dear, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this week was band, go with popo see doctor, band, tuition and more band i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was ice cream therapy with the whole 5 of us. played ''i've never'' and had fun(:&lt;br /&gt;its been long, really long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT EAT KFC BREAKFAST!!!! DDDDDDDDDDDDDD;&lt;br /&gt;but people say not nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baking failed today. marsh mallows exploded. and so did my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SUZarqY-ipI/AAAAAAAABMw/dbymzjNVMow/s320/POPO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280007319298411154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma in the specs! check'ya! (:&lt;br /&gt;Short post! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I am really gnna suffer from a mental disorder soon. save me, please.&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel? sandwiched in the middle? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-19797303155192338?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/19797303155192338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=19797303155192338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/19797303155192338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/19797303155192338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-thereeee.html' title='Hello thereeee'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SUZarqY-ipI/AAAAAAAABMw/dbymzjNVMow/s72-c/POPO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-260813295576705437</id><published>2008-12-08T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:49:13.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox</title><content type='html'>Lazing around these few days and spending more time with family (:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to Aunt's house and Sims2-ed half the day away.&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke party with them haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinnered and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Kbox with Kelly Biaoyi, Fel, Mama and sis.&lt;br /&gt;Singing our heart away. Form of distressing? Guess so? haha&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go catch a movie but in the end the adults wanted to go home and sleep -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kellybiaoyi drove us home. Sis was telling the ghost stories in the car O.O&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/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8kXui5I/AAAAAAAAA-8/Y5-xLlvmMVc/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8kXui5I/AAAAAAAAA-8/Y5-xLlvmMVc/s320/Image105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444648135986066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8fi4oqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8kFYjQs4vqk/s1600-h/Image111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8fi4oqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/8kFYjQs4vqk/s320/Image111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444646840607394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl seems so happy to play with balloons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She no longer emos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8OU17mI/AAAAAAAAA-s/QlVCLmjKwrg/s1600-h/Image122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8OU17mI/AAAAAAAAA-s/QlVCLmjKwrg/s320/Image122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444642218307170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HWAHWAHWA. one of the manymany songs we sung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_7kOuHWI/AAAAAAAAA-k/28PIFlI9I8M/s1600-h/Image117copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_7kOuHWI/AAAAAAAAA-k/28PIFlI9I8M/s320/Image117copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444630918339938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green apple &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_7EpGbhI/AAAAAAAAA-c/vrvcobKVDrQ/s1600-h/Image121+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_7EpGbhI/AAAAAAAAA-c/vrvcobKVDrQ/s320/Image121+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277444622439050770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember how we used to play when we were still so young.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and now we're like, in sec already.&lt;br /&gt;Those times when we talked about everything under the sun, from family to boys to ourselves and almost everything :D&lt;br /&gt;and playing sims together. hwahwahwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since we were that young (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; moments to remember &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-260813295576705437?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/260813295576705437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=260813295576705437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/260813295576705437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/260813295576705437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/kbox.html' title='Kbox'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/ST0_8kXui5I/AAAAAAAAA-8/Y5-xLlvmMVc/s72-c/Image105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-7656477638522806644</id><published>2008-12-04T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T06:14:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin</title><content type='html'>so yeah, I changed the skin and song and everything after many donkey years.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I know the colours clash but I was so tired from editing them I gave up. will probably be trying again this weekend to change everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band today was sectionals. So moved out the instruments again and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is so damn messed up );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, fever was gone today but it just came back, hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got medicine for on and off fevers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC-ed with jasmine for dinner *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LILY PHUA owes me $5!@#$%^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7qlLoZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/qRt51owTkf8/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7qlLoZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/qRt51owTkf8/s320/Image109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933903646597522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brownie I made for bitchdarling that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7h87zII/AAAAAAAAA-M/tQzxSHFOkNY/s1600-h/Image107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7h87zII/AAAAAAAAA-M/tQzxSHFOkNY/s320/Image107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933901330304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at the mess I made. ):&lt;br /&gt;cleaning the pot was the toughest cause of the burnt chocolate at the bottom of it. And it was in the exact same state as my PW expreriment *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7dEGybI/AAAAAAAAA-E/aqTOr0nJiSE/s1600-h/Image102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7dEGybI/AAAAAAAAA-E/aqTOr0nJiSE/s320/Image102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933900018207154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuhan's dog wanted to play with me but I ignored him and continued baking that day.&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfht3OvVII/AAAAAAAAA98/i5IC5zWuMcU/s1600-h/Image103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfht3OvVII/AAAAAAAAA98/i5IC5zWuMcU/s320/Image103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933666523960450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He act emo and hide under the computer table -.-&lt;br /&gt;HORNY HERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtmcT8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/KMNiU_hhsHE/s1600-h/Image100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtmcT8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/KMNiU_hhsHE/s320/Image100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933662017483554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; going mad and dancing around at joey's house with joey while beeyan sings&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;and I still can XIA YAO you know?! I havent lose my powers yet.&lt;br /&gt;HWAHWAHWA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtklc1lI/AAAAAAAAA9s/a1v6AZh39fc/s1600-h/Image101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtklc1lI/AAAAAAAAA9s/a1v6AZh39fc/s320/Image101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933661518943826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuhan's cake mixer didn't work&lt;br /&gt;but that girl still claims that she bakes better than me. HEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtRVwufI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ampszCQBk6E/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhtRVwufI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ampszCQBk6E/s320/Image098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933656352864754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha Huixuan in the laundry basket. HOOHOO&lt;br /&gt;she made me laugh like !@#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXk0Oh5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/poa5nGrGcGw/s1600-h/Image097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXk0Oh5I/AAAAAAAAA9U/poa5nGrGcGw/s320/Image097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933283623798674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, I carried her inside. but still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl zui jing like to act emo also. she go one corner outside my room at grandma's and then start sitting there and play. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I have a video of her scolding my sister stupid.&lt;br /&gt;cause she took a box of puzzle that belong to sis and sis didn't see so she went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' jiejie so stupid!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i remember that day beeyan came over and she went to take her wallet and I told her to give me her money and she gave it to me and we high-fived and beeyan gave me ''the look''. hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXgxtNxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/QIEE8MdzGHk/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXgxtNxI/AAAAAAAAA9M/QIEE8MdzGHk/s320/Image096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933282539484946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope mama doesn't see this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXJA1BHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wVvlCLx5Elw/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhXJA1BHI/AAAAAAAAA9E/wVvlCLx5Elw/s320/Image090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933276160459890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waitwait. I did post this pic before, right?&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhW3JGMRI/AAAAAAAAA88/l6Ey6h-gpG8/s1600-h/Image086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhW3JGMRI/AAAAAAAAA88/l6Ey6h-gpG8/s320/Image086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933271363301650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey looks curiously at my new love, burger biscuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhW9bedVI/AAAAAAAAA80/u8dd29P_68Q/s1600-h/Image084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfhW9bedVI/AAAAAAAAA80/u8dd29P_68Q/s320/Image084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933273051002194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pucca biscuit is love too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so is LOG biscuit. But I didn't buy it that day so well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vanessa loves me. she really does. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;SHE REALLY DO LOVE ME HOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa i know you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;so I just wnna tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dog owner loves dog kinda thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn I think she will whack me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays so now shoosh I go to take a rest after such a long rainy and tiring day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; holding on to that very sec &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-7656477638522806644?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/7656477638522806644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=7656477638522806644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7656477638522806644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7656477638522806644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-skin.html' title='New skin'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STfh7qlLoZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/qRt51owTkf8/s72-c/Image109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2035283857480677335</id><published>2008-12-02T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T05:34:00.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOAH</title><content type='html'>just something to freak you guys out with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STU2fXJQ0MI/AAAAAAAAA8s/DdUhbwu7dog/s1600-h/crazy+weee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STU2fXJQ0MI/AAAAAAAAA8s/DdUhbwu7dog/s320/crazy+weee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275182450951114946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes thats my new hair which joey mentions, is STYLE! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STU2fNU1yoI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jeglSVGwI3A/s1600-h/KARAOKEPARTY7325%27.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STU2fNU1yoI/AAAAAAAAA8k/jeglSVGwI3A/s320/KARAOKEPARTY7325%27.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275182448315320962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THAT!&lt;br /&gt;Nata can actually sing?! O.O&lt;br /&gt;My heart will go on shall be loved forever. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahhs. I guess my singing still kinda sucks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- band today was fun. cause we had sects and I conducted. its so freaking funny with all the dumb things we did like me singing the pokemon song and sam and aiwey and me suaning each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY WE DID PRACTISE OKAY! haha. I am serious hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baked brownies for jasmine bitch darling today cause last week was her bday. she seems happy? haha. this time it worked out alot better with me working alone! I guess that baking by myself will make me more serious. and I only took an hour to bake, including washing up! the pot was tricky though, but with hot water and salt, I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* oh yeah beeyan I remembered reading the salt trick in one of the storybooks.. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa too said the brownie was delicious, so i guess I succeeded again?&lt;br /&gt;with a little help from the recipe book though, I was lazy to come up with my own like what I did at yuhan's house that day and also at Hoiki's house a long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am pretty much looking forward for a 6B gathering.&lt;br /&gt;details shall be confirmed next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2035283857480677335?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2035283857480677335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2035283857480677335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2035283857480677335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2035283857480677335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/12/woah.html' title='WOAH'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/STU2fXJQ0MI/AAAAAAAAA8s/DdUhbwu7dog/s72-c/crazy+weee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-5515881787119172988</id><published>2008-11-29T03:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T04:17:57.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt; lily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;phua&lt;/span&gt; you pig! why must you leave? WHY WHY WHY?! I really hated you. ): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; miss him so much. and lets all pray hard for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to library today. sonny was sick. GET WELL SOON!&lt;br /&gt;was talking to him on the phone last night when he was already sick. he was running a fever at 37.8 degrees, which makes it 0.3 deg of fever! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;! I was laughing like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kuku&lt;/span&gt; about that :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today he couldn't make it. so me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yuhan&lt;/span&gt; and her brother went to the library. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yuhan&lt;/span&gt; can take care of her bro, which made me so surprise. but she too looked like an auntie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; so anyways that &lt;i&gt; good sister &lt;/i&gt; &lt;s&gt; dumped &lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt; allowed &lt;/b&gt; her brother to go home by himself and we went shopping. then saw a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nicenice&lt;/span&gt; dresses and we went to try it. i think i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gnna&lt;/span&gt; buy it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i well have to bomb $45 on it. seriously -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways went off to saloon to meet mama. cutting hair halfway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;beeyan&lt;/span&gt; called me and told me about Xi En's tag. I was like '' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;?!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;smsed&lt;/span&gt; that pig. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haiz&lt;/span&gt;. there there, he went. without a word. okay la he did say but I thought he will stay after all, but in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ohyeah&lt;/span&gt; crapping during with a conference with joey and bee in the middle of the night is fun. and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Start off with 10 random facts about you. when you tag the next 5 people, write a random fact about the them too. have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt; 10 random facts about me! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I just cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't look like an alien in the end&lt;br /&gt;- I lied to joey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of times&lt;br /&gt;- I cannot shut up for a minute&lt;br /&gt;- If I shut up and don't talk, it means I am either in deep thoughts or I am freaked out or I am angry&lt;br /&gt;-I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Quan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Qin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;joel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love BISCUITS&lt;br /&gt;- I love swimming with pig&lt;br /&gt;- my brain cannot function properly at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;innoncent&lt;/span&gt; people being tagged and a random fact about each of them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JOEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; She is very very very gullible. BUT DON'T YOU DARE TRYING TO LIE TO HER. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;BEEYAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; she loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ariel&lt;/span&gt; -_- ( random enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;? ) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;FIONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;wnna&lt;/span&gt; come 3E.. so do I want her to! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MONICA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; she is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;CACATRUELOVE&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;ZHITENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; he is 995 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;prankcaller&lt;/span&gt; and owes me a hist textbook!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nataline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; pushing me down after every step I take &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-5515881787119172988?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/5515881787119172988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=5515881787119172988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5515881787119172988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5515881787119172988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/why_29.html' title='why?'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2485093767240039212</id><published>2008-11-29T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T03:57:01.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2485093767240039212?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2485093767240039212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2485093767240039212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2485093767240039212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2485093767240039212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-4023451997631657203</id><published>2008-11-27T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:09:16.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boredom will make one go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;To prevent that from happening, I decided to edit a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pc4tmmuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/GowyWsmZiNA/s1600-h/Picture+0118copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pc4tmmuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/GowyWsmZiNA/s320/Picture+0118copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273338527422520034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and joey and Nataline lived happily, ever, after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pccEsiRI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kliMnXwx8UY/s1600-h/Picture+0114copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pccEsiRI/AAAAAAAAA8U/kliMnXwx8UY/s320/Picture+0114copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273338519734749458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similarity : 99%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pcOZmQpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZPJx-m04YOI/s1600-h/Picture+0113copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pcOZmQpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ZPJx-m04YOI/s320/Picture+0113copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273338516064322194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sorry la! my fault ar?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pcAPLcwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/QSQ-20rQ8fw/s1600-h/Picture+0111copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pcAPLcwI/AAAAAAAAA8E/QSQ-20rQ8fw/s320/Picture+0111copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273338512262525698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, beeyan!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pb3tIPVI/AAAAAAAAA78/NrqKbNerCuQ/s1600-h/Picture+0110copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pb3tIPVI/AAAAAAAAA78/NrqKbNerCuQ/s320/Picture+0110copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273338509972225362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; telling me ain't worth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-4023451997631657203?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/4023451997631657203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=4023451997631657203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4023451997631657203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4023451997631657203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/boredom-will-make-one-go-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SS6pc4tmmuI/AAAAAAAAA8c/GowyWsmZiNA/s72-c/Picture+0118copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-957891778735041690</id><published>2008-11-26T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:02:22.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMM</title><content type='html'>shoosh shoosh shoosh went the sound of the MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we headed off to IMM today. Nothing to be excited about, but yet Nata still got so hyper -_-&lt;br /&gt;collected money$$ and we headed to IMM. walked and ate sandwich. apparently, we had MO QI ( thinking about that, why do I wnna have MO QI with camel beeyan?! ) and all brought sandwiches. okay, i bought mine, but SO WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.heh.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so high and started to disturb JOEY ALOT! sung kowloon hongkong and did many, many stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daiso-ed and bought my whiteboard to hang there. now I can charge my phone without the wires getting entangled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM GETTING A NEW CUPBOARD.. soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; someday when we all look back, we'll realise how priceless these memories were. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-957891778735041690?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/957891778735041690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=957891778735041690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/957891778735041690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/957891778735041690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/imm.html' title='IMM'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-7043139580379532850</id><published>2008-11-25T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T04:52:34.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up Day</title><content type='html'>Make up day with girlfriends today. bought all my stuff and went over to joey's house at 10am!&lt;br /&gt;Beeyan looks.. different? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i was like some dumb make up artist there, doing their faces. Joey was the chio-est. her make up plus hair made her look jap. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bee = no diff. cause i forgot to bring a palette that has the blusher for rosy cheeks people. SORRY BEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look matured O.O&lt;br /&gt;warned them beforehand already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and through today, they discovered that i LOVE to doll others up. or whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took manymany pictures but cannot see the make up. cause it was bright. and weirdly, i looked orange O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures.&lt;br /&gt;p/s im not gnna upload ALL of them. like, seriously? haha&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/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVZYP7bI/AAAAAAAAA70/ARfhRcLVpzo/s1600-h/Picture+0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVZYP7bI/AAAAAAAAA70/ARfhRcLVpzo/s320/Picture+0114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575337682693554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprise to see a different you? with make up?&lt;br /&gt;I was '' dumbfounded''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVc_YQeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/EaJtypV3gt8/s1600-h/Picture+0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVc_YQeI/AAAAAAAAA7s/EaJtypV3gt8/s320/Picture+0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575338652123618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad. one twist while the other call me loser ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVFVLFcI/AAAAAAAAA7k/oSka2BqXr-4/s1600-h/Picture+0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVFVLFcI/AAAAAAAAA7k/oSka2BqXr-4/s320/Picture+0122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575332301084098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cock eye? think again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzU6_QWyI/AAAAAAAAA7c/MqQCXlb0mGk/s1600-h/Picture+0111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzU6_QWyI/AAAAAAAAA7c/MqQCXlb0mGk/s320/Picture+0111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575329524800290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humph. beeyan big bully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzUh_MDEI/AAAAAAAAA7U/TM8utKhLSME/s1600-h/Picture+0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzUh_MDEI/AAAAAAAAA7U/TM8utKhLSME/s320/Picture+0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575322813631554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humph! joey 2nd big bully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Hate that I love you so &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-7043139580379532850?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/7043139580379532850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=7043139580379532850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7043139580379532850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/7043139580379532850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/make-up-day.html' title='Make up Day'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSvzVZYP7bI/AAAAAAAAA70/ARfhRcLVpzo/s72-c/Picture+0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-5872043248252157731</id><published>2008-11-22T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:21:22.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Party &lt;33</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 9am and chionged to school at 945. Reached there at 1015 and waited for the flourman to come. wait so long, he finally come at 11. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then joey and kyne came and we went to arnold's house to see hamster! His baby hamster haven't open eyes though, but haha, so cute la!&lt;br /&gt;Ariel was so cute as usual. She played with the waterguns and shoot people. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Arnold's mama gave us a ride to Tm. The pick up was so cool. And kyne was playing his guitar. LOL. but the wind blow until everyone's hair veryvery messy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then lunched and went to buy more guns and print pictures and buy poppers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed to school and started preparing the flour pool. Pouring the flour in was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Then quickly pack up, and soon started the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everything didn't go as planned, we all still have fun. With throwing flour around -_- and spraying water at everyone! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, a big sorry to the sections who didn't get to play! cause the bottles and cups were lost and we couldn't continue! sorrysorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anways. I got so wet and floury, then we all clean up. Took 1hr but it was very fun. with refilling buckets, then scrub here and there, and Mr Low helped too! YuXuan was a genius by telling us to use the fire hose, which fastened everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad part to it - we didn't get to eat ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its fun la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then washed our hair at the changing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was cancelled though, cause everyone was tired. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; A big thank you to everyone, for making this party so much fun. And seniors, must come back and visit us hor! (: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFxGl6zI/AAAAAAAAA7E/J11c-I29vCE/s1600-h/Image093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFxGl6zI/AAAAAAAAA7E/J11c-I29vCE/s320/Image093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271437074638433074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my shagged face, QuanQin's spastic face, and chengting's shy face. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures Koped from ange, Fatgela's blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFzgcx3I/AAAAAAAAA68/PhrAPpHw8Fo/s1600-h/Band2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFzgcx3I/AAAAAAAAA68/PhrAPpHw8Fo/s320/Band2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271437075283756914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dmn Band &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoF3II9xI/AAAAAAAAA60/5C9axjWSsnA/s1600-h/Ange%2BNata3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoF3II9xI/AAAAAAAAA60/5C9axjWSsnA/s320/Ange%2BNata3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271437076255536914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFnDuQfI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xNJIRwrHKgw/s1600-h/Ange%2BNata2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFnDuQfI/AAAAAAAAA6s/xNJIRwrHKgw/s320/Ange%2BNata2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271437071942042098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFkH2I3I/AAAAAAAAA6k/C7zLuMx9_Y0/s1600-h/Ange%2BNata1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFkH2I3I/AAAAAAAAA6k/C7zLuMx9_Y0/s320/Ange%2BNata1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271437071154029426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we EEE-ed (:&lt;br /&gt;FATALINE and FATGELA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the following picture, with our very stressed out farewell party 2008 in charge, Adoulphus, MY MEIMEI &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfn71pa8qI/AAAAAAAAA6c/wUkFjjuUkbU/s1600-h/Image094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfn71pa8qI/AAAAAAAAA6c/wUkFjjuUkbU/s320/Image094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271436904059564706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never knew this side of him, you have to get to know him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, I was so bothered with the I-Don't-Have-A-Collarbone fact, I went home and told my mama about it. then she told me something that made me happy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' Our family de girls no collarbone one. I also don't have. Your sis so skinny the collarbone also not say can see properly.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heng ar! I thought is I too fat. but well, I am still fat. BUT LUCKILY THE NO COLLAR BONE THING CANNOT BLAME MEEEEE! HEEHEE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Drowning in a mixture of feelings, tell me why &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s I BORROWED 7 BOOKS! 2 WEEKS OF READING. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;FIONA DON'T JEALOUS =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-5872043248252157731?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/5872043248252157731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=5872043248252157731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5872043248252157731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5872043248252157731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/farewell-party-33.html' title='Farewell Party &lt;33'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSfoFxGl6zI/AAAAAAAAA7E/J11c-I29vCE/s72-c/Image093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-4995336457099169037</id><published>2008-11-21T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T07:56:00.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty in ugly</title><content type='html'>Fab song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="271"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/sWr_tcrQwq/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/sWr_tcrQwq/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="271" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/paddy8788/video/sGEw2HM5/the_beauty_in_uglyjason_mraz/"&gt;The Beauty in Ugly-Jason Mraz - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beauty in ugly.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics are kind of meaningful alrights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty In Ugly&lt;br /&gt;she's so big hearted,&lt;br /&gt;but not so remarkable&lt;br /&gt;just an ordinary humble girl&lt;br /&gt;expecting nothing as we're made to think&lt;br /&gt;its a pretty person's world&lt;br /&gt;but you are beautiful and you better go show it&lt;br /&gt;go look again, you gotta be true to your own&lt;br /&gt;if you really wanna go to the top&lt;br /&gt;do you really wanna win?&lt;br /&gt;don't believe in living normal, just to satisfy demand&lt;br /&gt;well if you wanna get free&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna do the passionate thing&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart&lt;br /&gt;you should own your name and stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;and get real and see the beauty in ugly&lt;br /&gt;well you are fresh, you're face is fabulous&lt;br /&gt;don't forget you're one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;when nobody is checking the deeds you've done&lt;br /&gt;and nobody is hearing your cries&lt;br /&gt;you make all of the fashion statements&lt;br /&gt;just by dressing up your mind&lt;br /&gt;well if you wanna get free&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna do the passionate thing&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart&lt;br /&gt;you should own your name and stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;and get real and see the beauty in ugly&lt;br /&gt;and see the beauty in ulgy&lt;br /&gt;well if you wanna get free&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna do the passionate thing&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna get smart for the sake of your heart and oh&lt;br /&gt;you should own your name and stand up tall&lt;br /&gt;and get real and see the beauty in ugly&lt;br /&gt;see the beauty in a ulgy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; see the beauty in ugly people la!,&lt;br /&gt;i mean, yes, everyone goes '' looks counts''&lt;br /&gt;but people, at least try to get to know the ''ugly'' people before judging them alrights?&lt;br /&gt;they might be your bestfriend quality, or even girlfriend / boyfriend quality! (: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt; p/s Farewell part was great!&lt;br /&gt;pp/s my brain is really very lag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-4995336457099169037?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/4995336457099169037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=4995336457099169037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4995336457099169037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4995336457099169037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/beauty-in-ugly.html' title='The beauty in ugly'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-9209041699814225239</id><published>2008-11-20T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:31:16.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSWQMCBkEkI/AAAAAAAAA5s/6Lab1Wp3m5M/s1600-h/perc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSWQMCBkEkI/AAAAAAAAA5s/6Lab1Wp3m5M/s320/perc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777475283292738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily was so cute then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rashes all over me and i have a freaking headache. damn.&lt;br /&gt;ok there was no reasons for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss fat seniors D":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-9209041699814225239?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/9209041699814225239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=9209041699814225239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9209041699814225239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9209041699814225239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-you.html' title='Miss you!'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSWQMCBkEkI/AAAAAAAAA5s/6Lab1Wp3m5M/s72-c/perc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-884316429801805339</id><published>2008-11-20T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T07:58:59.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/ACER/My%20Documents/Nataline/joel3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/ACER/My%20Documents/Nataline/joel3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/UK3KnEElIG/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/UK3KnEElIG/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/davidarchuleta/video/PuV-BfnK/crush_music_video/"&gt;Crush - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonny's been influencing me into loving this song.&lt;br /&gt;and now i am addicted to it. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;haha, next time influence him with other songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; is it real or just another crush? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-884316429801805339?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/884316429801805339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=884316429801805339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/884316429801805339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/884316429801805339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-9150589500859462742</id><published>2008-11-20T05:28:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:35:14.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>perplexed</title><content type='html'>Overslept and chionged to meet Games Dept. Ended up being the earliest -_-&lt;br /&gt;might as well sleep later neh! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Gorged myself with sandwiches and did not eat anything for the rest of the day except for another sandwich at night and magnum ice cream. joey's jealous of me eating. haha, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to joey's house. tried out the water guns. ended up me and joey tag team against kyne. LOL. shoot until he so wet la. then cleaned up and went to surf the net. Kyne left earlier and left me and joey. haha, ate her cookies. its niceeeeeeeeeeeeee! see,i praised you my dear! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. the bus 69 driver dnno how to drive de. swing here swing there. i faster sit down, haha. then finished reading my shopaholic and baby! heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehawwwwwwwwwwwww! so nice (:&lt;br /&gt;300 + pages finished in 2days. i feel so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online and webby with joey. going to karaoke party later. and this just reminded me i haven't pass the mic to arnold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell party is tomorrow yet I don't feel any bit of excitement for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; why treat me like that. you've changed, and you are dissapointing us. I don't deserve such hostile treatment at all, do I? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-9150589500859462742?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/9150589500859462742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=9150589500859462742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9150589500859462742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9150589500859462742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/perplexed.html' title='perplexed'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-1284942548727075261</id><published>2008-11-20T05:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:28:54.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-1284942548727075261?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/1284942548727075261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=1284942548727075261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1284942548727075261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1284942548727075261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-1463614534984235631</id><published>2008-11-18T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T05:34:15.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i threw away the buns</title><content type='html'>* throw buns at you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with sam and monice yesterday to buy joel's gift. I bet he is gnna love it. (:&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/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLDQb9c0bI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NO2yWGoPbsc/s1600-h/DSC03125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLDQb9c0bI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NO2yWGoPbsc/s320/DSC03125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269989201127723442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed off to joey's house to bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, these are a few overdue pictures.&lt;br /&gt;same thing, at joey's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLCYn_SKrI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lyoo16OdaZo/s1600-h/DSC02635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLCYn_SKrI/AAAAAAAAA5c/lyoo16OdaZo/s320/DSC02635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269988242283965106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLCYRvKYyI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ceP6sSVjKRU/s1600-h/DSC02631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLCYRvKYyI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ceP6sSVjKRU/s320/DSC02631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269988236310766370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited our group picture we took yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLB7NFu5bI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Z7RNaudfI2Y/s1600-h/DSC03126copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLB7NFu5bI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Z7RNaudfI2Y/s320/DSC03126copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269987736847050162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLB65f5A5I/AAAAAAAAA5E/hXOWSgwAw9k/s1600-h/DSC03128copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLB65f5A5I/AAAAAAAAA5E/hXOWSgwAw9k/s320/DSC03128copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269987731588055954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, three more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; the simplest reason to smile- because of you guys. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-1463614534984235631?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/1463614534984235631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=1463614534984235631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1463614534984235631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1463614534984235631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-threw-away-buns.html' title='i threw away the buns'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSLDQb9c0bI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NO2yWGoPbsc/s72-c/DSC03125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2790463126762883759</id><published>2008-11-17T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T18:22:38.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving me nuts</title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD.&lt;br /&gt;buns are driving me nuts. i boil the water, put in the buns and waited for 10 mins. its still hard. then i repeat and put it in for 6 mins. still hard. now i am waiting for the third try. if it still dont work, i am gnna smash it into your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSImVYy1x0I/AAAAAAAAA48/-6LWFu1K8PA/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSImVYy1x0I/AAAAAAAAA48/-6LWFu1K8PA/s320/Image075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816662851700546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice the cat at the second floor??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSImVMPHu9I/AAAAAAAAA40/s9hx9uvsZQQ/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSImVMPHu9I/AAAAAAAAA40/s9hx9uvsZQQ/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269816659480656850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea! i took 5 shots and finally caught bee swinging (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my photos are with her. tell her to upload them if you wnna see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2790463126762883759?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2790463126762883759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2790463126762883759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2790463126762883759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2790463126762883759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/driving-me-nuts.html' title='Driving me nuts'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SSImVYy1x0I/AAAAAAAAA48/-6LWFu1K8PA/s72-c/Image075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-5923813358120997068</id><published>2008-11-16T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T06:58:00.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CIP</title><content type='html'>wa. ubber tired.&lt;br /&gt;CIP for 9 hours striaght with girlfriends, yes, ting me and doulphus meimei! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn tired but very happy also. cause we crap alot. and camwhored with balloons. I can't freaking jump. ohnos! haha. waiting for Xien to send me the pics :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got exhibition for next 2 weeks! if you all going to tm there must come support ok? i make sure i give you my autographed balloon! haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i dont like the way you talk now ): &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-5923813358120997068?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/5923813358120997068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=5923813358120997068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5923813358120997068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/5923813358120997068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/cip.html' title='CIP'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2281007995121986468</id><published>2008-11-15T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T07:29:41.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super overdue pictures</title><content type='html'>hahas, just looked through my phone and found out i have so many pictures. haha, so now its pictures time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting off, is me and cousin today. haha, beeyan was there too, to play at my grandma house! LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iknowilookunglamsxsx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oWKaXGlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/5nrxEOpjdjs/s1600-h/Picture0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oWKaXGlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/5nrxEOpjdjs/s320/Picture0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904081519745618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oWJNL2wI/AAAAAAAAA4k/HmfdNvVq_ZU/s1600-h/Picture0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oWJNL2wI/AAAAAAAAA4k/HmfdNvVq_ZU/s320/Picture0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904081196047106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bite your finger! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oVwLV_rI/AAAAAAAAA4c/vYdFRhEGoms/s1600-h/Picture0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oVwLV_rI/AAAAAAAAA4c/vYdFRhEGoms/s320/Picture0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904074477436594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, told her make funny face and we came up with the same ones.&lt;br /&gt;happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oV6OLsbI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ypPEekoKpwU/s1600-h/Picture0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oV6OLsbI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ypPEekoKpwU/s320/Picture0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904077173698994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BITE HER AGAIN. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oVweXX7I/AAAAAAAAA4M/UdRl-XIOj6g/s1600-h/Picture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oVweXX7I/AAAAAAAAA4M/UdRl-XIOj6g/s320/Picture0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268904074557218738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tongue sticking is fun :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now for the overdue pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nwrTzMkI/AAAAAAAAA30/l4FNK7FCs-Q/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nwrTzMkI/AAAAAAAAA30/l4FNK7FCs-Q/s320/Image078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903437515567682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUGS! OHMYGODXSX. SO FUCKING CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nwRSXwlI/AAAAAAAAA3s/-SuPxFvfj00/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nwRSXwlI/AAAAAAAAA3s/-SuPxFvfj00/s320/Image077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903430530253394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuhan's horny dog that we tortured. LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7ne08bW_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/ZiatWb7TXR0/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7ne08bW_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/ZiatWb7TXR0/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903130864245746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after band &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7neanNSNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/evBiIZJi_Lg/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7neanNSNI/AAAAAAAAA3E/evBiIZJi_Lg/s320/Image072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903123795921106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey disturb me ):&lt;br /&gt;hahas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nePXmHrI/AAAAAAAAA28/6JHo4Hp6rqw/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7nePXmHrI/AAAAAAAAA28/6JHo4Hp6rqw/s320/Image071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268903120777649842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love bite by mosquito, refer to earlier post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-d8D-uI/AAAAAAAAA20/hXFJXYFmzr0/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-d8D-uI/AAAAAAAAA20/hXFJXYFmzr0/s320/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902574932884194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;the tincan heavy till dent worsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-T40TnI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fONEOoHPUEE/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-T40TnI/AAAAAAAAA2s/fONEOoHPUEE/s320/Image069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902572234919538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while people cut their wrist, i chose to cut my fat thighs, hoping for fats to leak out at the same time! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know why emos have slim hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-CEelbI/AAAAAAAAA2k/s4ViYak-pg0/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-CEelbI/AAAAAAAAA2k/s4ViYak-pg0/s320/Image064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902567451989426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiwey looks bushuang ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-KA8ebI/AAAAAAAAA2c/IEI3Et1_Q9E/s1600-h/Image063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m-KA8ebI/AAAAAAAAA2c/IEI3Et1_Q9E/s320/Image063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902569584654770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LILY PHUA slacking during sectionals. nahhs, we're just taking a break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m9w-eygI/AAAAAAAAA2U/WKbWH_rnHRo/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7m9w-eygI/AAAAAAAAA2U/WKbWH_rnHRo/s320/Image062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268902562863434242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod, my bulldog is my love (:&lt;br /&gt;see its bushuang face? and refer to aiwey's picture above!&lt;br /&gt;thats why i love them both so dearly &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, tatahs, there are still 20++ pictures i havent post. so stay tuned! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2281007995121986468?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2281007995121986468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2281007995121986468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2281007995121986468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2281007995121986468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-overdue-pictures.html' title='super overdue pictures'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SR7oWKaXGlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/5nrxEOpjdjs/s72-c/Picture0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-883880817782002383</id><published>2008-11-15T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T03:06:21.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>haha, while everyone is blogging about the class they got into, i shall blog about christmas! LOL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( anyways i got into 3E. so happy and contented now. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming! can't wait to celebrate with besties! first of all, is celebrate with Fiona they all, then this year also celebrating with joey they all. happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my wallet gnna burn a hole from buying presents la! ):&lt;br /&gt;haha, but the exchanging presents part will be fun. I already have an idea of what to buy le! lalalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WNNA GO FARFARAWAY and CELEBRATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-883880817782002383?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/883880817782002383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=883880817782002383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/883880817782002383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/883880817782002383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas.html' title='CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-161449799269494845</id><published>2008-11-12T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:56:51.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONA FORGOT ME ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRruhs5XtTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/cKBDh7rURbE/s1600-h/mona3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRruhs5XtTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/cKBDh7rURbE/s320/mona3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267784976918099250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRruhCSRU9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/zktkQSDcei0/s1600-h/mona2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRruhCSRU9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/zktkQSDcei0/s320/mona2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267784965479814098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha mona you dont deny you know me hor! heehee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-161449799269494845?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/161449799269494845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=161449799269494845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/161449799269494845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/161449799269494845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/mona-forgot-me.html' title='MONA FORGOT ME ):'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRruhs5XtTI/AAAAAAAAA2M/cKBDh7rURbE/s72-c/mona3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-9012434838156308745</id><published>2008-11-12T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:24:37.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Copy and paste to your own journal, erase my answers, and add your own.&lt;br /&gt;Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following questions.&lt;br /&gt;They have to be real places name and/or objects, but nothing made up.&lt;br /&gt;Try to use different answers if the person you got this from has the same initial.&lt;br /&gt;You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY NAME --- Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Four letter word ;NOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Boy name ; Nehemiah ( i dont even know why i suddenly think of him -_- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Girl name ; Nicole??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Occupation ; Nerd! (:&lt;br /&gt;                            Nurse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Colour ; Neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Something you wear ; nail polish &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Beverage ; Ninety nine percent cocoa powder hot chocolate. found in MALAYSIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Food ; Nasi Lemak *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Place ; Newtown??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in bathroom ; &lt;s&gt; nipplesticker &lt;/s&gt; i dont have those!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Reason for being late ; Napping time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout ; NOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Font ; NiSimSum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. TV show ; Never say die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Song Title ; nemo theme song. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; so happy today &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first still so jing zhang that i fail. but i managed to get through this time! thanks mrs wee! (:&lt;br /&gt;and thanks fiona yuhan jon beeyan joey and perc who keep telling me dont worry &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW. I was laughing like mad after the phone call. I think i too happy liao. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today outing with them was fun. and the &lt;s&gt; 10 years - never - see &lt;/s&gt; arnold came. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at food culture. Then went to pet safari. PUGS are cute too. ohmygod, they look like bulldog also la! haha. the puppy pugs so kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this dog who was about to go home from grooming and then he went to lick my leg. at first i shocked tio then okok liao. haha, cute la. but a little scared of it also! heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked around and went to yuhan's house. Her horny dog today though hyper but like a little no mood. haha, the dog made us laugh alot. At first the dog go horny again, then follow me whereever i go when i enter the house at first. but this time i not so scared of it, i also dnno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the dog went to lick everybody! haha, we play until very late la. until like 7 like that then go home. Raining so heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cute mama at first say wnna meet at 201 and dinner together but when i got onto the bus heading there after getting so wet from walking, she called me and tell me no need go 201, go straight home. cute hor? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, then went with arnold and beeyan to go makan at mac at whitesands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yuhan,i only ate french fries okays?! smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know that we'll always be here by your side. no matter how hard it is, we will accompany  you through it. this is what friends are for. and also, becaus you showed me how a bestie is like when i suffered the major heartbreak the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'll LOVE YOU. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3405217081336422631-9012434838156308745?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/9012434838156308745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=9012434838156308745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9012434838156308745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/9012434838156308745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/copy-and-paste-to-your-own-journal.html' title=''/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-6624219950643559806</id><published>2008-11-09T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:35:18.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TELL  MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>Haloscan or tagboard?? Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-6624219950643559806?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/6624219950643559806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=6624219950643559806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6624219950643559806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6624219950643559806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/tell-meeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='TELL  MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-6800772289050621100</id><published>2008-11-09T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:42:35.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY-TO-THINK-OF-A-TITLE</title><content type='html'>HELLO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an relapse yesterday after going out with mama. So this morning went to find doctor and he said my condition is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it, its during April when I had a really bad attack. so, its been like, almost 6 months I guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let me update you guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; yesterday! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning to go to the immigration centre.&lt;br /&gt;then went to bugis to buy new clothesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss. hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;Mama sponsered me my dress (:&lt;br /&gt;And also bought another shirt.hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home to rest and webby with joey and yuhan before heading for kbox.&lt;br /&gt;sissy and I ended up the ones singing through out. ):&lt;br /&gt;and they say my voice like children like that, a lil childish kinddddddddddddddddddd DD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there flew my dream of becoming a DJ!&lt;br /&gt;haha, not really though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I can still go bekids central de host for those lame shows. act young kind de. people will most prob be throwing their food on TVEEEEEEEE. ):&lt;br /&gt;bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya! I rememebered that time ask that lily phua what will happen if one day I really be a deejay, and he hears my voice on the radio. you know what he said?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SAY HE'LL THROW THE RADIO OUT OF THE CARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humph! I wish you won't get a driver's license!&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the story,&lt;br /&gt;Went to tampines mall with mama and yeechai after that. Dinnered and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; TODAY! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to doctor early in the morning cause of relapse, then get medi liao then go home.&lt;br /&gt;Take medi, sleep, lappy awhile, and sleep more. Then went out to library with darling and studied my maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate pancake and headed home. I am boredddddddddddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle XY-ed, I DON'T LIKE JESSI XX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DARLING TOLD ME KYLE XY IS NOT A GUYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;OHNOS! I AM SO SAD NOW ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I READ ON THE NET THE OTHER DAY THERE WAS A RUMOUR SAYING MY MATT DALLAS MIGHT BE GAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; remembering the good old days we had makes me smile even more &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-6800772289050621100?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/6800772289050621100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=6800772289050621100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6800772289050621100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6800772289050621100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/lazy-to-think-of-title.html' title='LAZY-TO-THINK-OF-A-TITLE'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-8694218538061692821</id><published>2008-11-07T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:58:15.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little thing about hate comments</title><content type='html'>ok, the title says it all, its a post about hate comments on other's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those really random comments, like given by someone else, criticizing how bad your blog is or anything. By saying random, I mean those comments that are like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''your blog sucks. downright sucks.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or somewhat similar. I think you guys know what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not saying those comments that people give when a blog war is going on or whatever, you guys get what I am saying??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok look, people who go spamming innocent's people's blog deserve a slap. I mean, does spamming people's blog make you any better than the person??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless the person is those kind of creepy fellows we are talking about, and both of the parties have some, issues with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at junior's blog and found out that recently her blog got spammed by some people using names such as ''ur mother'' and others, childish.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, does spamming people's blog make your life any better other than, making yourself ''happier'' in a sense, i mean look! did the blogger do anything wrong to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammers are downright disgusting and psycho. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate comments, does it really matter so much for a blogger- whom you don't even know, to have? If you are his / her friends, then fine, i mean, you know him / her. but those hate comments by anonymous people? especially people whom even use a fake name? gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyways, if you are the blogger's real friend in a sense, you should not even be judging the person! its just the way the person expresses himself/herself! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, criticism should not be accepted in such a way. You are JUST JUDGING what the person is like by reading his or her blog, its unfair. very unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just like, one day, you are walking on the streets and someone wearing a mask randomly comes by and tells you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' you suck''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe not the masked part but well, its up to your imagination to interpret how a random person who uses a fake name comments on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, why go critisize others, when maybe, you yourself is not that &lt;i&gt; perfect &lt;/i&gt; as you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok,I must admit sometimes I do laugh at other people's blog when it is really ridiculous or disgusting, and maybe talk about it with friends but, hey! I did not go and tag the person's blog with a false name and start saying rude things about the person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; keep your comments to yourself, and stop judging others! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, If you really think you are some goodddddddddddddd blogger and you are fit to comment on others, then why not put your real name and do that? or rather, tell the person in the face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and if you really were such a good blogger, you would have made a name for yourself. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and about those random comments you give to others, does it really make you happier? you &lt;b&gt;think &lt;/b&gt;you are better than the blogger, by leaving such comments? that's childish and ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, stop all these nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Just stop going to ther person's blog if you really hate him/her so much. Trust me, it'll probably make both of your de life better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; and this post was written on account of the number of people whom I know, having their blog spammed by random people. recently la! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-8694218538061692821?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/8694218538061692821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=8694218538061692821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/8694218538061692821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/8694218538061692821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-little-thing-about-hate-comments.html' title='Just a little thing about hate comments'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-1013077036661025216</id><published>2008-11-06T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:08:23.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're sick</title><content type='html'>getting a cold is so so so torturous. Skipped band again because of the goddamn cold and sore eyes.&lt;br /&gt;what could be worse?!&lt;br /&gt;but well, han came over and we did maths. tomorrow's the day. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so have been thinking of ways to resist myself from eating fast food but failed to do so. thanks alot, let me kiss goodbye to my slimming plans.&lt;br /&gt;and kiss goodbye to plans of impressing others with yuhan next year of our change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye! )":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I don't even know &lt;i&gt; why &lt;/i&gt; I wnna slim down in the first place. seriously, do you guys know the feeling of hurt and jealousy when you go to shopping and see all the people with good figures while yourself is like, fats?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get what I mean? and especially when you see your friends getting jio-ed and you think to yourself; '' is it something wrong with me?! ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, you're fat. and this goes on for years and years. and nothing seems to help. especially when you eat &lt;b&gt; lesser &lt;/b&gt; then others, work out &lt;b&gt; more &lt;/b&gt; than others but still, is fatter than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; the feeling sucks like hell &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should stop whining now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to outings and gatherings. especially if 6B have one, miss them tons.&lt;br /&gt;but the guys will sure go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' NCC, you getting fatter already''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all those stuff and you'll feel so hurt even though they're joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, miss them. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; how I wished I was that girl &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-1013077036661025216?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/1013077036661025216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=1013077036661025216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1013077036661025216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1013077036661025216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-youre-sick.html' title='When you&apos;re sick'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2781776871295445136</id><published>2008-11-05T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T04:31:35.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Love Arrive (:</title><content type='html'>Its been quite some time since I posted pictures so well,&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVE HAVE ARRIVED &lt;3&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPxqQ0wI/AAAAAAAAA18/_QgDt354oVM/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPxqQ0wI/AAAAAAAAA18/_QgDt354oVM/s320/Image083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265148040075858690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly Camera. aww *-*&lt;br /&gt;say '' loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah some pics I wanted to post the other time on the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, I will miss the days of scribbling on each other's table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPlAbP7I/AAAAAAAAA10/0-sHQF6kch8/s1600-h/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPlAbP7I/AAAAAAAAA10/0-sHQF6kch8/s320/Image074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265148036679155634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually reads '' why do I have to sit beside a faggot?!''&lt;br /&gt;written by me with an arrow pointing to kenneth aka beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his table actually reads '' why do I have to sit beside a FAT faggot?!''&lt;br /&gt;with an arrow pointing towards me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I wrote on his table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'' because you have to! (: ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we scraped those words off cause it looks a lil too outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnna miss those days having to try so hard to see the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPbfgM6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/v4CAGhipG5E/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPbfgM6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/v4CAGhipG5E/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265148034125149090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also having to bother people to tell me what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending off with a pic taken on Flag Day with meimei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPM6DnNI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BKVZM-hVQm4/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPM6DnNI/AAAAAAAAA1k/BKVZM-hVQm4/s320/Image072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265148030209989842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I forced him too.&lt;br /&gt;JIEMEIS forever (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;  You were my voice when I couldn't speak &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s : BRIDGING COURSE test on friday. )":&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2781776871295445136?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2781776871295445136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2781776871295445136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2781776871295445136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2781776871295445136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-love-arrive.html' title='New Love Arrive (:'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SRGQPxqQ0wI/AAAAAAAAA18/_QgDt354oVM/s72-c/Image083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-3941837629621412826</id><published>2008-11-03T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T04:32:44.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The coffin</title><content type='html'>nehs, it isnt such a good show. The coffin, some scenes were freaky. But I got more freaked out by Jiahao and yuhan who boo-ed me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a fool of myself in DAISO. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! no face le lah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so for the next days, Nataline Chui Si Hui better mug hard. Remind her to study maths, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy blog le! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'cause I am your lady , and you are my man (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-3941837629621412826?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/3941837629621412826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=3941837629621412826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/3941837629621412826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/3941837629621412826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/coffin.html' title='The coffin'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-682170938781660988</id><published>2008-11-01T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:59:03.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 levels for tags</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;           9:06 PM&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;                                    &lt;p&gt;There are Five levels in this survey.&lt;br /&gt;Level 1 : Not difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ What are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;My blue shirt and grey shorts. Bad combo, who cares?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ What's beside you?&lt;br /&gt;BED (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;listening to jericho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can feel how lousy we are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Where are your siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Both working. YES, I said WORKING ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;okay I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Level 2 : Kinda difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ What do you wish you had now?&lt;br /&gt;BULLDOG LAH (((((((((((((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Have you told someone you loved them?&lt;br /&gt;iiex iish lurbb euux worshsxsx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Last time you shouted.&lt;br /&gt;That day near TM. I shouted to beeyan cause when we talking halfway some stupid music balsted and she couldnt hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Do you like/love anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;I love besties anf family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ What are you wondering/thinking about now?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how to improve for Jericho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 3 : Getting personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Have you ever thought you were gay?&lt;br /&gt;I AM GAY! I LIKE GUYS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Have you ever wanted to tell someone how you really love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;yea. but I didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Have you regretted loving someone?&lt;br /&gt;YES! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Would you kiss your ex-crush?&lt;br /&gt;NAHHS, its over le la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Have you loved someone, but he/she doesn't know?&lt;br /&gt;ya. I dont confess easily! hehhehheh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Level 4 : Get ready to spill your secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Have someone asked you to be her/his gf/bf but you rejected him/her and felt guilty?&lt;br /&gt;yea and I felt rather guilty ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ When was the last time a boy said ' i love you ' to you? ( family doesnt count )&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember. LAZY TO REMEMBER, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ When you hear a love/slow song, who comes into your mind?&lt;br /&gt;HONGKONG DRAMA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Have you broke someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh. I broke beeyan's heart. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Level 5 : ( last level ) Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Would you kiss someone 3 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;DNNO. lazy to think. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Do you think someone loves you?&lt;br /&gt;Dont Think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Where is the best place to flirt?&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Would you date someone because you like his/her looks?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. beauty doesn't lies in the eyes of the beholder but rather, with the power of the giver. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Would you date someone who is not hot/cute but he really loves you?&lt;br /&gt;character (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nataline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SEE LIN YOU JIA ON CHANNEL U NOW *-*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-682170938781660988?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/682170938781660988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=682170938781660988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/682170938781660988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/682170938781660988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-levels-for-tags.html' title='5 levels for tags'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-4132732835013344749</id><published>2008-11-01T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:01:56.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Day</title><content type='html'>Flag day-ed today, haha.&lt;br /&gt;fun and tiring. Adoulphus made me wake up so early but I still missed the bus in the end.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and I got a love bite&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;FROM&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A MOSQUITO!&lt;br /&gt;right smacked at my neck. LOL. It does look like a love bite from certain angle. haha, andandand an red ant bit my feet ):&lt;br /&gt;at first swollen but after doing the coin trick it got okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Flag Day went to makan with sister and bee. Talked alot and had alot of fun. hehhehheh.&lt;br /&gt;SISTER ADOULPHUS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, the day sounds so fun but on a sidenote, I got molested by JIAXIU that molester! haha. fancy talking about NC16, M18 and R21 in a church. LOL,nevertheless, she's still a star (:&lt;br /&gt;anyways, JASLYN is not that innoncent as I thought she was! haha. Lots of jokes on the MRT to city hall, and while waiting. LOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya! PIE KIA make delicious pies. heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We'll be the shinest amongst the thousands stars in the sky &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-4132732835013344749?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/4132732835013344749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=4132732835013344749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4132732835013344749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4132732835013344749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/11/flag-day.html' title='Flag Day'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-6492913417742988230</id><published>2008-10-31T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:51:52.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointed</title><content type='html'>oh great, kyle XY is taking so damn long to load I gave up about it. ):&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow flag day, have to wake up early again, even more sian.&lt;br /&gt;but will be fun, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip to ECP cancelled cause some cant make it. SIANSIANSIAN&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be sleeping at home. and pei-ing my popo(:&lt;br /&gt;so thats a happy thing i guess. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuhan gnna lend me the storybook of KYLE XY :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happyhappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; You taught me to never give up (: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-6492913417742988230?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/6492913417742988230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=6492913417742988230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6492913417742988230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6492913417742988230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/dissapointed.html' title='Dissapointed'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-4362317990767842764</id><published>2008-10-31T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:05:11.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KYLE XY (:</title><content type='html'>yesyesyes, yuhan let me watch this show and its freaking nice! (:&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to it now but the show takes so long to load i might as well blog.&lt;br /&gt;today, stayed at home whole day. woke up at around 12 then went back to sleep at 3 and woke up at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason why i slept so much was because I was so so so tired these few days. since the start of Holis I never had a chance to really sleep well except on weekends. siansiansian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY JELLY CAMERA COMING SOON (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happyhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaysm off to bombom and to go kyle XYing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-4362317990767842764?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/4362317990767842764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=4362317990767842764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4362317990767842764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/4362317990767842764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/kyle-xy.html' title='KYLE XY (:'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2502247871312631265</id><published>2008-10-29T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:25:56.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQh-tABfjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BSrNwUKNsGw/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQh-tABfjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BSrNwUKNsGw/s320/DSC00829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262595476147899922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this picture in my computer, my dearest have changed so much. getting fitter liao )":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning overslept and chiong to school with yuhan and fiona.. haha, had so much fun chionging together. They pang sehed me while walking up the stair. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, class was okay today. Fiona had something kuku so she kept breaking things, first broke yuhan's shoe then broke a chair. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to lunch with bingchuang yuhan kyne and jonathan, then went to popo house.&lt;br /&gt;bought soft drinks there cause super super hot today. haha, then went to sleep. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Slept until 5 then call yuhan again to tell her I cannot run today cause have to pei popo, she sounds tired too. LOL, then went back to sleep until 7 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner and watch TVEE all the way.heehee.. chat on the phone with jon then go home. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER TIRED TODAY AND DON'T KNOW WHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; starting to learn something new, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2502247871312631265?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2502247871312631265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2502247871312631265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2502247871312631265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2502247871312631265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/tiring.html' title='TIRING'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQh-tABfjhI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BSrNwUKNsGw/s72-c/DSC00829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-1099449880126375161</id><published>2008-10-28T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T08:42:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to all</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, That day I blogged this post for all my besties but it got deleted off, gahh. Tried blogging another time and my computer died on me suddenly. Thanks, alot, lappy -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so now, I'll blog back the post and try to recall what I posted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;A post dedicated to all besties, the ones whom lifted burdens off me and helped me share my secrets. Yes, and guiding me along and helping me get over &lt;i&gt; some &lt;/i&gt; stuff. Thanks to all of you guys, for making my day happier everytime I feel down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;FIONA&lt;br /&gt;Yuhan&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;Beeyan&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;br /&gt;Arnold&lt;br /&gt;Kyne&lt;br /&gt;Vincent&lt;br /&gt;Monica&lt;br /&gt;Angela&lt;br /&gt;Aiwey&lt;br /&gt;Monice&lt;br /&gt;Amalia&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;samantha&lt;br /&gt;Lily&lt;br /&gt;Adolphus&lt;br /&gt;Chengting&lt;br /&gt;Zhiteng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the official post starts right now. I am betting with you guys, I most probably will tear a little after these post, thinking of all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello friends, thanks alot for accompanying me through year 2008. Thanks for being with me and giving me support, and making my day alot nicer whenever I tell any of you that I am down.&lt;br /&gt;Fiona, yuhan, jon and vanessa, the greatest friends I'll have ever met. since sec 1, you guys have been making each and every of my day in school special, because I know whenever anything happens, you guys will be there for me. sending letters to each other were the best things and definetly part and parcel of my memories. Thanks alot to you guys, for your love and care and consoling me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeyan Joey Kyne and Arnold, thanks for all those jokes we had. Thanks for outings to IKEA and having Fun together, calling each other nickies that are really, funny. Yes, sometimes we get a little mean, including me, so sorry! haha, thanks for the TERKAHCHOR nick, it kinds of motivates me to work harder. And also, thanks for pewpewpew-ing each other. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiwey Amalia Jasmine Angela Monice samantha Lily, thanks for making each and every of my band pracs a pleasent one. Sectionals turns out to be so fun, makaning with jas after band pracs. thanks alot girls, haha, LILY! Thanks percussion for making my band pracs so fun, thanks fat pig senior JOEL, though your name isn't there, but yeah, perc misses you. Thanks alot for all the jokes we have and also, thanks for enduring my singing during band pracs. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Zhiteng Adolphus Chengting Monica, thanks for making my day fun always. Though we don't talk as frequent as compared to I talk to others, everytime you guys would make the convers so fuuny and nice. thanks soong, for hearing me talk that time, haha. zhiteng, my stupid 995 prankcaller. adoulphus and chengting, my bestest meis forever.Monica, for telling me alot of stuffs and cheering me up always. thanks alot for making my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all you guys, for each and every of the memory that allow me to piece it together and letting me enjoy my year 2008 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, additional message to well, felicia. Ah siao, though somethings have happened between us, thanks for having been so nice to me after all. And I caught you Tou qing-ing with my vanvan today, HUMPH! thanks for the memories, and I'll always always remember you. thank you for being my friend till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, thank you to weiheng! I know you are reading this, haha. sorry for having once hated you and shouted at you. But well, now okay le la. haha, thanks for being a nice chap to me no matter how mean I was once to you. haha. for MATHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya, thank you to cooking idiots, for having once gave me the nice memory and the bdae celebration. But well, no thanks for __. for creating trouble over and over again. I'll keep the positive memories that you guys once gave me, like going to Hoiki's house to play cooking mama..&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should stop now. er, just ya, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to 2B, thanks for all the memories. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, post will be taken off if ______ really comes true. only jon knows what it is. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, I won the bet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&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/3405217081336422631-1099449880126375161?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/1099449880126375161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=1099449880126375161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1099449880126375161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/1099449880126375161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-to-all.html' title='Thanks to all'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-2728076479975318140</id><published>2008-10-26T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T09:21:48.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>make my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQSW1BqU63I/AAAAAAAAA1U/jQxBt4jfDqs/s1600-h/Picture0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQSW1BqU63I/AAAAAAAAA1U/jQxBt4jfDqs/s320/Picture0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261496102398782322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, they always manages to make my days happier, no matter how sad it is. yupp, its popo and Huixuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime it gets late, my brain would not function properly. grr! (if you were thinking my brain can't function anytime in the day, FINE! D; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so i was just thinking, why is it that sometimes so much things can happen at a time. Its like, life is so crazy and everything. Make me wnna give up at times but where do i go? i mean, give up as  in drop everything? or go and die? (yeayea, emo freaks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I seem to be climbing back again from where I fell, something must happen and push me way back. And it always seem to circle around the same stuff. why is it that way at all times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, enough of those stuff. And I'm telling you it ain't an emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today sis and I were shopping online. yes i meant it, and I showed her the link to the cammys and she agreed to buy me one. JELLY CAMERA! WOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;maybe we're gnna get the 4 lens too. yesyesyesyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered and am waiting for the cammy to arrive. ohgod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;webby with beeyan joey and vincent just now. cousin was snatching over the com and yea,haha. quite disastrous. hehhehheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nataline&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;i&gt; everytime things get better, I get pushed down another time. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-2728076479975318140?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/2728076479975318140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=2728076479975318140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2728076479975318140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/2728076479975318140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-my-day.html' title='make my day'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mA4qPOQvzD0/SQSW1BqU63I/AAAAAAAAA1U/jQxBt4jfDqs/s72-c/Picture0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-950829573193314075</id><published>2008-10-25T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:44:22.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime</title><content type='html'>Just as I thought everything was gone, done, and never gonna happen, something must occur. Why? Have I done something wrong again? Why is it always me? It really makes my heart ache, everytime these things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALINE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-950829573193314075?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/950829573193314075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=950829573193314075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/950829573193314075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/950829573193314075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/everytime.html' title='Everytime'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3405217081336422631.post-6842426517645044689</id><published>2008-10-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:18:37.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Freashed</title><content type='html'>Yea, made a new blog&lt;br /&gt;made the skin myself, and I feel so proud of it, cause its like,&lt;br /&gt;hello? Nataline makes skins?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first post, I shall kick it off with..&lt;br /&gt;urh, thanking of besties who helped me through?&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of primary school or what, till now, you guys are still always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks lots, And yes, I love you guys too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATALINE&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             I'll keep trying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3405217081336422631-6842426517645044689?l=th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/feeds/6842426517645044689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3405217081336422631&amp;postID=6842426517645044689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6842426517645044689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3405217081336422631/posts/default/6842426517645044689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-tinglingmemors.blogspot.com/2008/10/re-freashed.html' title='Re-Freashed'/><author><name>natapink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01718738188337093853</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
