<?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-38857044</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:16:47.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCHANTÉ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5827283022458528951</id><published>2009-02-08T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:26:56.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTERACT IS ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takefive was a blast at the interact IU'09 bubble tea booth :D All 500 cups were sold out one hour before takefive ended, and we earned more than expected :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank the interactors for being so awesome. And to the HCC-ers for being equally awesome. I ♥ you guys! Like, seriously. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I think you won't see this, thank you suyin for helping me realize something really important. You probably didn't realize it but thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happiness is in my own hands, and no one can take it away from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5827283022458528951?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5827283022458528951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5827283022458528951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5827283022458528951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5827283022458528951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/02/interact-is-takefive-was-blast-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5648871922685336937</id><published>2009-01-27T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:01:18.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://p-userpic.livejournal.com/84577320/15848282"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5648871922685336937?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5648871922685336937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5648871922685336937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5648871922685336937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5648871922685336937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1394340522432228967</id><published>2009-01-25T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:28:54.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received two postcards! From Norway and Finland. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/scan0005.jpg" height="360" width="512" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Lexidh of Moelv, Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Hilja of Josensuu, eastern Finland. The text is silvery! (Blaws we got postcards from the same person! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I love pretty postcards and I love pretty postcards from beautiful Europe (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1394340522432228967?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1394340522432228967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1394340522432228967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1394340522432228967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1394340522432228967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-received-two-postcards-from-norway.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4266753153489628431</id><published>2009-01-11T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:15:50.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Introducing my future dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/02/Yorkie_Tara_Niederrhein.jpg/180px-Yorkie_Tara_Niederrhein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yorkie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently resides on my moleskine cover and will be residing in my home in a few years' time once I have gotten myself a well paying job and am able to support this little angel. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined &lt;a href="http://www.postcrossing.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Postcrossing&lt;/a&gt; today and immediately sent out 5 postcards (the maximum number of postcards that are allowed to 'travel' at one time) because I was feeling so enthusiastic :D Sent them to finland, USA, netherlands, germany and berlarus (small country in europe)! All the countries that I love &lt;3 (aka america/europe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite bad though the postcards weren't very pretty I'm hoping to get prettier postcards with scenery in them next time I go for a walk, maybe I'd get them at the airport or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thank you blaws for introducing postcrossing to me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4266753153489628431?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4266753153489628431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4266753153489628431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4266753153489628431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4266753153489628431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/introducing-my-future-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4553976765723887412</id><published>2009-01-06T21:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:13:25.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY GOT MY MOLESKINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.moleskineasia.com/core/media/media.nl?id=850&amp;amp;c=603657&amp;amp;h=b1020fe31095c51ce50d" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COUGHBEAUTYCOUGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize the journey to acquiring this beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Day before: trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bugis Junction&lt;/span&gt;, NBC ran out of stock.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raffles City Mall&lt;/span&gt; only to realize Anthropology didn't carry Moleskines anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;, walked alllll the way to the other end to pageone. Out of stock.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kino&lt;/span&gt;, walked allll the way to taka &gt;: (. Out of stock.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walked by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heeren&lt;/span&gt;, decided to check out HMV, saw amelia (kitty's sister) and received kitty's sms saying she was there too (!!) but didn't see her awww. :( Anyway they didn't stock moleskines, so...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paragon&lt;/span&gt;, out of stock at Tango Mango.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tried to look for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wheelock place&lt;/span&gt; (borders), got lost, ended up walking to plaza sing instead. Out of stock at Times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tampines Mall&lt;/span&gt;, Times didn't carry it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went back home, checked online, was wondering if I could order online but it was too much hassle and it would take too long for it to arrive, decided to call up all the stores listed on the 'where to find' page on moleskineasia.com, and guess what TANGO MANGO AT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHANGI AIRPORT T3&lt;/span&gt; HAS ONE IN STOCK (: (: (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Changi Airport to collect my reserved darling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And yes I was taking the mrt all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's the end of my story goodnight (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4553976765723887412?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4553976765723887412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4553976765723887412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4553976765723887412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4553976765723887412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-got-my-moleskine.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2691056825675436254</id><published>2009-01-05T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:46:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish someone could cast a memory charm on me because I'd rather not remember anything at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2691056825675436254?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2691056825675436254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2691056825675436254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2691056825675436254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2691056825675436254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish-someone-could-cast-memory-charm.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3418397377238598793</id><published>2009-01-03T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:26:19.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up early, was suddenly hit by the inspiration to blog, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot has changed since I &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;last blogged (it's only been a month). And some people have changed, too. For example, I am much more independent now. Also, I finally know what independence means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting in 8 days. Wtf. Shit. Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. Not. Ready.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;think it'll take weeks, maybe months for me to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Steering away from that painful paragraph up there. I just wanted to thank my friends for being there for me, and for the fun outings :D I really really appreciate it. (: And you guys are the reason why school will not be as painful as it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meli and blaws, for the awesome bonding session with bolt and pool. Os for quantum of solace (though we didn't really like it) and for the numerous walks around wisma. Think we can draw up a map of the place already. :D Tag for the trips to the playground. Bernice for the (relatively) productive study session at serene centre (thank you for the pouch dear it's prettyy:D). Jas for coming down to the tampines stadium to run with me and walk and talk with me afterwards at the cozy nearby park. Yes, jas, I will study hard. :D The dear hcc kids, who never fail to brighten up any one's day. :D And of course my dearest family, for their company, the late-night mahjong games, late-night movie sessions, and the weekend outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a big thank you to the people who were there on the night where everything changed. _, for the phone call (didn't think it was convenient to post your name here), and tag, for the late-night counselling session. :D Thank you for being a great listener and a great friend. And to everyone else whom I was talking to msn that night, and to everyone else whom &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've been talking on msn since that night- cat, tungtung, chen, yinan, dingyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone. It meant a great deal to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Also a thank you to the east coast town council, for building a park nearby so I can take a walk whenever I &lt;span _fcktemp="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;want to. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3418397377238598793?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3418397377238598793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3418397377238598793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3418397377238598793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3418397377238598793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2009/01/woke-up-early-was-suddenly-hit-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6861965645538595095</id><published>2008-11-21T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T17:27:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay I have a new air conditioner! No more forcing myself to mug on hot and stuffy afternoons (and ending up with not doing anything at all). Even though I will most probably be studying in school with ♥. :D But the library is closing on 25 november oh no no more air conditioned areas to mug :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Yes I have decided to revive my blog. :D Been going online more often lately and I've been itching to blog, so here I am. Tag if you visit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw there are now themes at gmail, so if you don't have a gmail account yet &lt;a href="http://www.gmail.com/" target="_blank"&gt;get one&lt;/a&gt;! The themes are awesome. I'm too lazy to get a screenshot so I'd just say instead of the plain blue-white theme you can choose other colours or even pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better continue with chem so... tata :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yay bonding session on 5th dec ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6861965645538595095?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6861965645538595095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6861965645538595095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6861965645538595095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6861965645538595095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-i-have-new-air-conditioner-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2523860980037992107</id><published>2008-10-16T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:40:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="Panel2"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2523860980037992107?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2523860980037992107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2523860980037992107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2523860980037992107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2523860980037992107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-view-on-yourself-you-are-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-759109877816333600</id><published>2008-09-30T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:56:13.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't feel like blogging :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to share this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/1700_marisk_boris_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet &lt;a href="http://shanalogic.com/item.php?item_id=1458&amp;category_id=161" target="_blank"&gt;Boris&lt;/a&gt;. He's adorable isn't he :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your post-promo period everybody! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-759109877816333600?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/759109877816333600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=759109877816333600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/759109877816333600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/759109877816333600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-feel-like-blogging-but-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8202171136471921983</id><published>2008-09-04T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:37:45.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE. :)&lt;br /&gt;Long break huh.&lt;br /&gt;Be right back after promos!:D&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I've lost touch with my friends. Sorry :( It has been an emotional rollercoaster ride. But, now that I'm more emotionally stable... it will not happen again!&lt;br /&gt;See you guys soon!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8202171136471921983?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8202171136471921983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8202171136471921983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8202171136471921983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8202171136471921983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3155318190985163264</id><published>2008-08-06T22:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T00:45:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO SHORT POST HERE BEFORE I GO OFF TO RUSH PW (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG BIG BIG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; TO THE DEARS WHO HAVE WISHED ME AND CELEBRATED MY BIRTHDAY :D I APPRECIATE IT LOOOOOADS!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are, SO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOOOOU&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;(id post a long post afterwards with all your names in, i promise!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU MELI BLAWS JAS CAT EVE FEI&lt;/span&gt; for coming over in the morning to wish me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU BERNICE, LITING, FENG, EUGENE AND YINAN&lt;/span&gt; for celebrating with me after school! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO MY FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; for celebrating with me at homee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;alright, on a totally different note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots.&lt;br /&gt;all of you.&lt;br /&gt;please, get out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you misunderstood, i don't give a damn. but i don't care to defend myself anymore, its all too bloody disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3155318190985163264?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3155318190985163264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3155318190985163264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3155318190985163264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3155318190985163264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-short-post-here-before-i-go-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1480687843561166466</id><published>2008-08-05T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:49:12.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 + 1 = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1480687843561166466?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1480687843561166466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1480687843561166466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1480687843561166466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1480687843561166466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-1-2-two-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7223212096706196759</id><published>2008-08-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T21:06:12.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It terrifies me how people can be so fake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7223212096706196759?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7223212096706196759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7223212096706196759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7223212096706196759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7223212096706196759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-terrifies-me-how-people-can-be-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3746365054998895173</id><published>2008-07-25T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:40:20.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thingsihavelearnedinmylife.com/files/imagecache/preview/files/hamster.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3746365054998895173?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3746365054998895173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3746365054998895173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3746365054998895173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3746365054998895173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-93225941624421627</id><published>2008-07-19T12:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T12:53:12.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some really random thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I keep my inhaler in a sealed ziploc bag, and I was swiftly reminded of class camp, when I sealed everything - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; - in ziploc bags, for fear of rain. In the end it was sunny all day! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Class camp, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.  I love green pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 'Postprandial' means after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My fingers are trembling again, and my heartrate is quickening; maybe I had too much of Ventolin (cough inhaler).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I will get through this, and you won't stop me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-93225941624421627?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/93225941624421627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=93225941624421627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/93225941624421627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/93225941624421627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-really-random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7361115701933482996</id><published>2008-07-18T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:37:18.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7361115701933482996?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7361115701933482996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7361115701933482996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7361115701933482996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7361115701933482996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7182226770621022783</id><published>2008-07-12T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:35:25.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been almost two months, and things are slowly, painfully, coming back, as much as they are unwelcome. The stupidity, the confusion, the spite. The good memories, and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this ever end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7182226770621022783?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7182226770621022783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7182226770621022783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7182226770621022783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7182226770621022783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-almost-two-months-and-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3402827605473909248</id><published>2008-06-09T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:59:41.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>person ONE. What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger. Remember that. I hope you’re happy. I don’t know what I can do to make you happier, but just so you know I will always be there for you alright? And cliched as it might be, every cloud has a silver lining. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person TWO. I don’t know why you said what you said, or why you behaved the way you did. I don’t know how you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;. Does anybody really understand you? All I know is when I tried to I was brutally kicked away. I was just trying to be nice, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person THREE. Don’t emo already alriggggght everything will get better soon enough! :D Time heals all wounds, and I know that! :) Cheer up alright! Loves! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3402827605473909248?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3402827605473909248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3402827605473909248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3402827605473909248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3402827605473909248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/06/person-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4032291982189474706</id><published>2008-06-07T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:45:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you, Mrs Chan Sam Neo, for giving us GP speech assignments. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4032291982189474706?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4032291982189474706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4032291982189474706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4032291982189474706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4032291982189474706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-you-mrs-chan-sam-neo-for-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8277470703077853317</id><published>2008-06-01T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:55:18.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The month of May has been crazy. Utter madness! It was so crazy I couldn't find words to describe it then - which explains the sudden spammage of songs. Well, they are nice songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This May I have, regrettably, lost a place for refuge. It is still there, but it's not the same anymore; never will be. My eyes have been opened and I am further introduced to the unpredictability of this world, and how things may seem harmless, but turn out to be only seemingly harmless, and be the total opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This May I have made lots of stupid mistakes, and there have been words better left unsaid (yet said), things better left untouched (yet touched). Of confusion, of stubbornness. Of falling, hard, on the ground. I have learnt more about certain people, be it for better or for worse. I cannot say I was shocked, or that the impact wasn't great, but I'm glad I found out anyway, lest I continue making stupid mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this May has also showed me the loving and caring side of people, and I am very thankful to the people who have helped me up so many times. I cannot thank the people who have done so, enough. Thank you for your support, your encouraging words, for being there. Thank you for your endless concern. Thank you all for being superb friends. And of course this extends to my loving family as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much! I will always be there for you, the way you were always there for me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about YCAS next time, it's getting late, and I have PW to rush, oh no. But in summary, YCAS was F-U-N, FUN! :D yay youth sector!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8277470703077853317?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8277470703077853317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8277470703077853317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8277470703077853317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8277470703077853317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/06/month-of-may-has-been-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4868353441836894022</id><published>2008-05-25T05:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:29:08.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6EIw4V3F0Z/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6EIw4V3F0Z/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4868353441836894022?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4868353441836894022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4868353441836894022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4868353441836894022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4868353441836894022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/over-you-chris-daughtry-now-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7662150666431105367</id><published>2008-05-17T16:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:53:22.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was CO concert yesterday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve, Fei, Eric and I got &lt;s&gt;lost at the mrt station and had to take a cab to the conference hall only to have the cab driver tell us it was a building away and we ended up arriving 50 minutes late&lt;/s&gt; there in time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to squeeze into the crowd after the concert to look for meli and blaws to hand them their roses (which are petite i think they're very adorable!) and managed to find blaaaws (with her AKHEM) :D didn't get to take a picture with her though, she ran away too fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i found meli near the backstage area and she was flooded with flowers and bouquets! :)&lt;br /&gt;(shall post our picture next time, far too lazy to upload it now. &gt;&lt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good job CO for putting up such a good performance! And well done with the pirates of the caribbean piece ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7662150666431105367?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7662150666431105367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7662150666431105367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7662150666431105367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7662150666431105367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-was-co-concert-yesterday-we-got-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1469244947694639523</id><published>2008-05-16T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:28:12.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few weeks have been complete madness, it felt like I was forced into riding a corkscrew rollercoaster that trembled with every turn as if it were going to derail any moment. At times it will steady and I will feel a sense of relief, but that comfort is short-lived and the cart starts rumbling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up, down, up, down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now it's much steadier, and I need to thank everyone who's been there for me. You guys know who you are. Thank you so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who've been there for me: just so you know, I'd be there for you too, whenever you need me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1469244947694639523?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1469244947694639523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1469244947694639523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1469244947694639523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1469244947694639523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/past-few-weeks-have-been-complete.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7847617154687693819</id><published>2008-05-11T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:40:31.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Running Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/o13BUJ0qJG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/o13BUJ0qJG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don't lie and say that it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright if there's nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm the one to blame.&lt;br /&gt;It's too late for you to make me stay.&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't stay.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And faster than you can follow me from this lonely place.&lt;br /&gt;And farther than you can find me, I'm leaving&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm leaving today.&lt;br /&gt;And I, I'll never let you find me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving you behind with the past&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't look back.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to hear your reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to hear you tell me why I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And try, and try to understand me&lt;br /&gt;And try to understand what I say when I say I can't stay&lt;br /&gt;I, I'm moving on from this place&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving and I won't quit running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this place.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm running away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm running away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Write Me Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gpWzgnQ4weI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gpWzgnQ4weI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s never been easy for me&lt;br /&gt;To find words to go along, with a melody&lt;br /&gt;But this time there’s actually something, on my mind&lt;br /&gt;So please forgive these few brief awkward lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I’ve met you, my whole life has changed&lt;br /&gt;It’s not just my furniture, you’ve rearranged&lt;br /&gt;I was living in the past, but somehow you’ve brought me back&lt;br /&gt;And I haven’t felt like this since before Frankie said relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I know, based on my track record&lt;br /&gt;I might not seem like the safest bet&lt;br /&gt;All I’m asking you, is don’t write me off, just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I’ve been telling myself, the same old story&lt;br /&gt;That I’m happy to live off my so called, former glories&lt;br /&gt;But you’ve given me a reason, to take another chance&lt;br /&gt;Now I need you, despite the fact, that you’ve killed all my plants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though I know, I’ve already blown more chances&lt;br /&gt;Than anyone should ever get&lt;br /&gt;All I’m asking you, is don’t write me off, just yet&lt;br /&gt;Don’t write me off just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Don't write me off just yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7847617154687693819?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7847617154687693819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7847617154687693819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7847617154687693819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7847617154687693819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/running-away-dont-lie-and-say-that-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2294532971743576741</id><published>2008-05-11T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T01:04:51.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Say It Isn't So - Gareth Gates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34jHJxSpPXY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/34jHJxSpPXY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skies are dark it's time for rain&lt;br /&gt;Final call you board the train&lt;br /&gt;Heading for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I wave goodbye to yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Wipe the tears you hide your face&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling like before&lt;br /&gt;When baby, you don't love me anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you're not leaving&lt;br /&gt;Say you changed your mind now&lt;br /&gt;That I am only dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That this is not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;This is starting over&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let go&lt;br /&gt;So say it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten to five atleast we tried&lt;br /&gt;We're still alive but hope just died&lt;br /&gt;As they close the door behind you&lt;br /&gt;Whistle blows and tons of steel&lt;br /&gt;Shake the ground beneath the wheels&lt;br /&gt;As I wish I never found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be smiling when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Will I be strong enough to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles and miles to go before I can say,&lt;br /&gt;Before I can lay my love for you to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling oh&lt;br /&gt;I got miles and miles to go&lt;br /&gt;Before anyone will ever hear&lt;br /&gt;Me laugh again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random quote:&lt;br /&gt;'A good man is like time - if you do not treasure him, he will not wait for you. So you should grab the opportunity while it is still there.' - some hongkong TVB drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heed that advice, girls. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2294532971743576741?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2294532971743576741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2294532971743576741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2294532971743576741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2294532971743576741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-man-is-like-time-if-you-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7543404528762969801</id><published>2008-05-10T16:24:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T02:13:29.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;There was a girl standing on the beach. The sky was sombre and cloudy, and ocean waves were crashing onto the jagged rocks. She was standing on one of those rocks, gazing out to the murky gray sea. The lively sparkle that had danced in those chestnut brown eyes two months ago was gone; all that was left was a sad, distant gaze. Taken along with the hope she had so dearly harboured inside. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;She was holding a mound of sand, damp and sticky to the touch. Look closer at the pile of sand, though, and one will spot a faint glimmer of the rainbow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 0.5in;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;ℓ&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;A few months ago, she had been gifted a delicate glass bottle, a metallic blue ribbon wrapped around it, of glittering rainbow sand. There was red sand, for passion; orange sand, for liveliness; yellow sand, for happiness; green sand, for jealousy; blue sand, for serenity; indigo sand, for deep thought; pink sand, for adoration, and white sand, for love so pure. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;It was the most precious gift. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;The beach a few months ago was a place of life. The sea sparkled like millions of sapphires under the glory of the sun, and the waves gently caressed the shore. The girl took the glass bottle of rainbow sand to the beach at times, pouring it out into her hands to admire it more closely, then pouring it back with all the care in the world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Then, two months later, the girl, both hands cupped to protect her precious rainbow sand from the harsh elements of the world, glimpsed a seagull – soaring, flapping its wings to the beat of the wind; gliding, its white feathers shimmering under the rays of the sun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;In awe she loosened her fingers. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;The rainbow sand slipped through the gaps, drizzling onto the damp sand of the beach, with a sound as sinister as a snake’s hiss. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;She gasped, immediately stooping to scoop her precious, precious sand up. But it was too late; it had become part of the damp sand. It had lost its purity, and its magic. It was no longer her dear, sparkling sand of the colours of the rainbow. It was now beach sand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;As her heart pained, choked with regret and guilt, it was only then that she realized: there was one last colour in the bottle of rainbow-coloured sand, one she had never noticed before. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;It was black sand, for neglect, and now - loss.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7543404528762969801?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7543404528762969801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7543404528762969801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7543404528762969801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7543404528762969801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/there-was-girl-standing-on-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2602916958116385065</id><published>2008-05-05T19:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:40:39.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANDOM MUSINGS FOR THE BROKEN-HEARTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Running Away by Midnight Hour&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/o13BUJ0qJG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/o13BUJ0qJG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried living one month of your life in a lie?&lt;br /&gt;Later when you realize by chance that it was all a lie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all of it&lt;/span&gt;, how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Hurt, lost, cheated,&lt;br /&gt;or all of them?&lt;br /&gt;Would you feel as if your once-perfect world had just crumbled into millions of shattered, tiny pieces in his merciless, yet unfortunately powerful hands? (Is he important enough to you to crush you like that?)&lt;br /&gt;With those impenetrable hands of his, he is unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;But what about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or do some things I least expect to happen, always happen?&lt;br /&gt;Did I really think that this bliss would last? That for the next two years I had you and our group of friends to always, always fall back on?&lt;br /&gt;It all seemed so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe too perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00765.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did timed comprehension for GP today, and guess what I saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question 4. The author used 3 rhetorical questions in paragraph 8. Explain what he meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Because, hey, I love rhetorical questions! Rhetorical questions have been my forte for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder: did you cringe when you read this comprehension question?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He grabbed her.&lt;br /&gt;‘Ow!’ she yelped, and yanked her arm away, but his grip was too tight. It was as if he never wanted to let go of her; never wanted to let go of the ‘us’ he saw in their future. ‘You’re hurting me!’ she screamed.&lt;br /&gt;He let go immediately.&lt;br /&gt;She turned and walked away. Too determined to leave was she, that she failed to hear the soft, defeated whisper behind her,&lt;br /&gt;‘Please don’t go.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00773.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where love and hope never fails:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She picked up the rose pen and gazed at it, ever so lovingly. The rose pen that, a few weeks ago, had been painstakingly chosen from the myriad of other delicious colours; the rose pen he’d bought for her a few weeks before, just because. She got a white sheet of paper and drew a petite rose heart. Tenderly, after ensuring the ink was dry, she placed the dew drop above the heart. And the heart shimmered, glowing with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC01067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC01069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, this isn’t a world where love and hope never fails. It does fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you know how sometimes - when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs - you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to be hurt, and badly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, hopefully, it picks up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2602916958116385065?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2602916958116385065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2602916958116385065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2602916958116385065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2602916958116385065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-musings-for-broken-hearted.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5227755267805257340</id><published>2008-05-05T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T02:58:32.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i'm becoming more and more nocturnal day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLASS HARP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/27POI9uH94M&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/27POI9uH94M&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its magical :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ik4rl5b3THE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ik4rl5b3THE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harry potter, fur elise, and another pretty tune i don't recognize on glass harp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'This brilliant man, Ilya from Siberia, entertains in Europe by playing classical music (AND the Harry Potter Theme) on glasses of water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set of glasses is called a Glass Harp, and each glass must be filled to the proper level to give it the perfect pitch. Then the fingers are dragged across the rims of the glasses with a careful touch to make them 'sing.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked Ilya if it's difficult to play the glasses. "Nowhere NEAR as hard as playing the contact lenses!" he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just kidding.'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcZmlmdzMjw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcZmlmdzMjw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RwCR1FpbnhQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RwCR1FpbnhQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swan lakeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg &lt;b&gt;GLASS ARMONICA&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-WZExmtIJkI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-WZExmtIJkI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQemvyyJ--g&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQemvyyJ--g&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance of the sugar plum fairy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay off to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5227755267805257340?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5227755267805257340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5227755267805257340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5227755267805257340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5227755267805257340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/omg-im-becoming-more-and-more-nocturnal.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1184315532806257475</id><published>2008-05-04T17:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:54:30.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read this short story on lj yesterday, and I thought I should post it here!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there lived Lily Lacrima, and down the street where Lily lived, there stood a quaint little florist. It had been passed down several generations, and thrives under the care of its florists who love their flowers as much as they love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lily walked into the florist one day, and she was enthralled by the sight of the dazzling array of flowers. But it was a curious florist, because Lily had never seen most of the flowers there before. Instead of the usual gerberas, sunflowers, and roses, like the multi-hued flowers in striking hot pink or neon orange, or pea-green plants with huge, furry leaves. What really caught Lily’s attention, though, was that amidst the flowery scents in the florist, one scent was particularly rich, and upon inhaling, the scent gave her a warm, fuzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘Miss,’ the shopkeeper approached Lily, an emerald green plant with thick, wholesome leaves in her hands. The shopkeeper was a young, lovely lady, who wore a green apron randomly smudged with dirt, ‘FLOWERS FOR AMORE’ imprinted in gold across it. The emerald green plant, on the other hand, was flower-less, yet it was where the rich scent was coming from. The scent resembled vanilla with a touch of lavender. The plant brimmed with health, and for a minute there Lily thought she’d seen it glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘Miss, I want you to have this plant,’ the shopkeeper said, handing the plant to Lily. Seeing the puzzled look on Lily’s face, the shopkeeper smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘This is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, and it hasn’t been giving off its scent in years.’ the shopkeeper beamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lily glimpsed a twinkle in the shopkeeper’s eye as the shopkeeper said, ‘Until you came.’ The last three words had a very magical feeling to them, but Lily couldn’t figure out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘That is why I want you to have it.’ the shopkeeper said. ‘I want you to help me look after it. It doesn’t need much food or water. All it needs is your tender-loving care. Promise me you will love it, and I promise you that in two years its flowers will bloom, and nothing in the world is more beautiful than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lily offered to pay for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, but the shopkeeper refused. ‘Your promise to me is payment enough.’ the shopkeeper said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delighted and very thankful, Lily accepted the shopkeeper’s kind offer. She absently promised to love the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, and she promised that when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers bloomed two years later, she would bring the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; to the florist to share the beauty of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily brought the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; home, and placed it by the window so it would get plenty of sunlight, not to mention a good view of the lush valleys and sparkling streams. She nourished it with the premium quality plant food and premium garden soil that she had additionally purchased from the florist, so the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would have the very best any plant in the world could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; plant would fill the room with its rich, vanilla-lavender scent. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; seemed to have a mind of its own, because at a particular time on particular days of the week, it would give off an especially sweet scent (this one had a touch of rose infused in it) - after school at approximately nine in the evening, as if it had missed her while she was away; or on Saturdays, at approximately nine in the morning, when Lily would awaken to the fragrant scent of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; served as a motivation for Lily when she was feeling all dreary after a long day at school, and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; was the reason why Lily finally managed to kick the unhealthy habit of sleeping-in till noon on weekends. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, with its loving scent, was like a life-long friend who loved her with all of its heart, if plants had hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily treasured the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; very dearly, nourishing it with all the love in the world. Once in a while Lily would think she saw the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; glow, rub her eyes in disbelief, then open them again, only to see that the glow had disappeared. And she would smile to herself, knowing that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; loved her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, us humans have the most unfortunate nature of taking everything for granted, and as the months passed by, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; began to face the unpleasant feeling of cold, heartless neglection. With a new-found love for gardening, Lily had purchased many other plants which joined the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; by the window. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; found itself pushed further and further from the window, cast by the occasional shadow, while the other flowering plants dominated the brighter spots right beside the window. Unlike the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, these plants brightened the room with their flamboyant blooms. As the other plants glowed with health, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s colour faded and it grew sullen. Its confident, lush leaves drooped, and it no longer seemed to glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premium garden soil and premium plant food in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s pot was replaced by that of average quality, because premium quality was for the flowering beauties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was not all. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; could do without premium garden soil, or premium plant food, it could even do without the best spot by the window. But one thing that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; couldn’t do without was love. And love Lily had stopped giving. Lily began to take the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s existence for granted, and its scent became part of the everyday routine. Yet despite all that, it was still embedded in her mind that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers would bloom in two years. All she had to do was wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only later that Lily realized how silly she was, thinking the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would always be there to fill her room with vanilla-lavender scents, blooming lovely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers two years later, when all it had was average garden soil and average plant food, with average lighting and no love to speak of at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is much regrettable that when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s scent grew fainter and fainter by the day, Lily took no notice. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s scent was no longer the rich scent that had greeted Lily at the florist’s, it was now much weaker in comparison. The colour in its leaves had faded, and it lost its shine altogether. Now the poor, neglected &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; was dull and frail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did Lily notice? Did Lily care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Lily was too busy tending to her beloved blooms with their striking neon orange and hot-pink petals to worry about the dull, flower-less &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;. The dull, flower-less &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; that had showered her with love for the past few months; the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; that had blessed her room with its heavenly scent. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; that had once been her best friend, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; that had promised her unconditional love and beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers in two years’ time. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; that used to be strong and happy, but was now frail and weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If plants could cry, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would never need watering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         When the scent was absent on Saturday mornings, Lily dismissed it. ‘It must be temporary,’ she thought, throwing some premium plant food into the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s pot, ‘the scent would come back. Then the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers will bloom, and nothing in the world is more beautiful than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         When the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s scent was given off later and later into the night, Lily thought little of it. All she could think was, ‘It must be temporary. The scent would come back. Then the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers would bloom, and nothing in the world is more beautiful than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; flowers.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         It is with much sadness for one to say that Lily did not start loving it again, and that it was pushed deeper and deeper into the shadows by the window, crammed amidst the showy display of other plants with flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         It was only when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; stopped giving off its scent altogether that Lily finally noticed something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day she awoke, and sniffed the air for the vanilla-lavender scent that was always there. But something was wrong, very wrong. There was no scent. It was just plain, everyday air. There was no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; scent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily felt as if the world was crashing down upon her. She panicked and sprang from bed, feeling very flustered, and immediately tended to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, replacing its soil and food with that of premium quality, shoving the other plants away so the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would receive the most sunlight. She begged, begged the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; to give off its scent again. She pleaded for forgiveness, and promised to give it all the love and care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         But that didn’t work, because it was too late. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; had made up its mind; it had given up. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would never give off its scent for her again. Lily had hurt the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; far too much, and as much as it had tried to accept it and continue loving her, it couldn’t. If plants could talk, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would be apologizing profusely for hurting Lily. What was past, was past, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; tried to comfort her, don’t worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Her room felt so empty without the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;’s scent, and Lily hated herself; she hated herself for losing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She woke up at eight on Saturday morning, and then it hit her – hit her hard -  that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; would no longer give off its scent, the way it used to every Saturday morning. She felt so much pain she couldn’t bring herself to get up. All she wanted to do was to sleep. Sleep and escape it all; sleep till the pain would fade. And so she slept, awoke, and slept again, all the while being curled up into a tight ball, attempting to protect herself from the cold, empty, and scentless environment around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         A few months after the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, carrying a rich, aromatic scent, leaves emerald-green and glowing with health, had left the florist in the hands of an equally delighted girl, it was brought back in the hands of the same girl, only the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; was now scentless, its colour faded into a pale, dull green, and Lily, who used to radiate happiness, now had a tired, sullen look in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The moment the shopkeeper saw Lily enter the florist with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; before two years had passed, the shopkeeper knew, and she was flooded with sorrow and empathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘ I’m sorry,’ Lily said, handing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; back to shopkeeper, ‘I broke my promise. I failed you, and I failed the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;.’ The shopkeeper took the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt;, and the moment the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; left Lily’s hands, she collapsed into a sorry fit of sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The shopkeeper held the sobbing girl close. ‘It’s okay my dear’, she whispered, ‘All that matters is that you learn from this loss. Treasure the ones you love, and they will never leave you.’ The shopkeeper let go of Lily and looked at the face which was streaked with tear-stains, a face marked with so much regret and hurt. And she said, ‘My dear, all is not lost. Come back next time, and I promise that there will be another &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amour&lt;/span&gt; plant, waiting to give off its scent for you.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Lily wiped her tears away and whispered, ‘Really?’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         The shopkeeper held Lily close again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         ‘Really.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this short story was written by &lt;a href="http://lacrimevole.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;lacrimevole&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO DO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- chem gaseous state tutorial&lt;br /&gt;- mug math chapters 4,5,6&lt;br /&gt;- mug chem atomic structure and chem bonding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to say a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to the following people who have been my supporting pillars the (crazy) past week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eve&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fei&lt;/span&gt; for your hugs and support :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cat &lt;/span&gt;for lending me your listening ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;andy&lt;/span&gt; for trying to help, i really, really appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bernice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;liting&lt;/span&gt; for your endless care and concern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feng chi &lt;/span&gt;for always, always, always being there to listen!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09S03D&lt;/span&gt; in general for all the love!&lt;br /&gt;as well as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tungtung, os, blaws, meli&lt;/span&gt;  for just being there and letting me know you care&lt;br /&gt;(and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone else&lt;/span&gt; whom must not be named, but if you read this, i think i know who you are!)&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; whom i know will always love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY :D YOU GUYS ROCK &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to mug now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1184315532806257475?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1184315532806257475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1184315532806257475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1184315532806257475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1184315532806257475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-read-this-awesome-short-story-on-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5555437466624143497</id><published>2008-05-04T03:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T03:02:12.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kHHJtnsQxU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kHHJtnsQxU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5555437466624143497?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5555437466624143497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5555437466624143497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5555437466624143497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5555437466624143497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7607880071359619664</id><published>2008-05-01T00:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T01:51:00.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;All Good Things (Come To An End)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEkDGzDBD54&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bEkDGzDBD54&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honestly what will become of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't like reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's way too clear to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But really life is dandy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We are what we don't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missed everything daydreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traveling I only stop at exits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wondering if I'll stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Young and restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living this way I stress less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to pull away when the dream dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pain sets it and I don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I only feel gravity and I wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well the dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dogs were whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barking at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die die die die die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovers to friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come to an end come to an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well the dogs were barking at a new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day 'til the feeling went away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the sky was falling on the clouds were dropping and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the rain forgot how to bring salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the dogs were barking at the new moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whistling a new tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoping it would come soon so that they could die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She watched as the bird swooped, swerved, flew around in wide circles, and disappeared from her range of sight. She marvelled at its freedom, and rejoiced its clear enjoyment. She'd always thought birds would take their ability to fly for granted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;because that was what humans do - they take things for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alas, there were some things humans had yet to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I hurt anyone today, I really shouldn't have; I need to control my emotions next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK EVE/FEI, ALVIN/ANDY FOR CJ TMR!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss our small og, I miss how we were at the start of the year. How we would go out for dinner all the time, play bridge, play daidi, play slapjack... But seeing how things are going, I have a feeling it'd be quite impossible to get back to the way we were. I'm sorry things have turned out this way, I really didn't want this to happen. Just to let you all know, you were all very important to me, and still are. I really wish I could go down to support you all at cj tomorrow, but as much as I want to, I know it's best I don't. Good luck, I will be giving you all moral support!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7607880071359619664?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7607880071359619664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7607880071359619664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7607880071359619664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7607880071359619664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/05/honestly-what-will-become-of-me-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6664064045587982334</id><published>2008-04-27T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T20:47:36.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/g8GQuxeznV/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/g8GQuxeznV/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;When the road looks rough ahead&lt;br /&gt;And you're miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;From your nice warm bed&lt;br /&gt;You just remember what your old pal said&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;If you've got troubles,I've got 'em too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We stick together and can see it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other folks might be&lt;br /&gt;A little bit smarter than I am&lt;br /&gt;Bigger and stronger too&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But none of them will ever love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The way I do, it's me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy, and as the years go by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our friendship will never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna see it's our destiny&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6664064045587982334?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6664064045587982334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6664064045587982334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6664064045587982334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6664064045587982334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/04/youve-got-friend-in-me-youve-got-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4589581090299681097</id><published>2008-04-21T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:02:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy it’s nearing 1am but I don’t feel like sleeping so I’m typing this very random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has been quite meaningful as compared to the previous few. :) Got to know some people better, do my PI (while playing pokemon emerald at the same time to uh, relax) and run a bit on the treadmill, which is a fabulous achievement considering the fact that for years the treadmill has just been standing there collecting dust and, if you look carefully, a few cobwebs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini is a really good book, go read it. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;I just realized how this post contradicts with the previous one. The one about not having enough sleep. Oops? Um, did I mention what I said in the previous post it excludes Sunday nights? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction, its no longer nearing 1am. It’s nearing 2am now. Or rather, it’s 5 minutes to 2am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4589581090299681097?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4589581090299681097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4589581090299681097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4589581090299681097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4589581090299681097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/04/heyy-its-nearing-1am-but-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2719015240601584534</id><published>2008-04-14T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:45:58.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A friend told me today that his biology tutor, who is currently studying in NUS medical school, gets an average of 4 hours sleep per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And I’m like, how sad is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   What’s up with this trend in lacking sleep, anyway? Sleep is very crucial to healthy bodies and active minds! Why is it that in order to have a bright future one would most probably have to slog through the night and pretty much drift around lightheadedly the next morning in the school campus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I am already having 6-7 hours of sleep per day and already I am feeling the drain. Our bodies are ageing quicker than it should be! D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We slog in JC, and then we graduate, and then we slog in university, and then we graduate, and then we slog in our jobs. And then everybody will be so exhausted throughout the day and we’d neglect humanity and kindness and our family and our friends…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Forget it, I think I’m just tired. And stressed. Preliminary ideas D: Chem SPA! D: D: D: Math tutorial 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5! (heheh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2719015240601584534?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2719015240601584534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2719015240601584534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2719015240601584534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2719015240601584534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/04/friend-told-me-today-that-his-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2968277508633035133</id><published>2008-04-13T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T12:03:45.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello darlings! I suddenly find myself in a blogging mood all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s something Jas sent to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What is Marketing?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: ' I am very rich. Marry me! ' - That's Direct Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl. One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says: ' He's very rich. 'Marry him.' -That's Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her telephone number. The next day, you call and say: ' Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me’ - That's Telemarketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You're at a party and see gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten your tie, you walk up to her and pour her a drink, you open the door (of the car) for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her ride and then say : 'By the way, I'm rich. Will you 'Marry Me?' - That's Public Relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You're at a party and see gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and says: 'You are very rich! 'Can you marry me?' - That's Brand Recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: 'I am very rich. Marry me!' She gives you a nice hard slap on your face. - That's Customer Feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: 'I am very rich. Marry me!' And she introduces you to her husband. - That's demand and supply gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you say anything, another person come and tell her: 'I'm rich. Will you marry me?' and she goes with him - That's competition eating into your market share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you say: 'I'm rich, Marry me!' your wife arrives. - That's restriction for entering new markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been a killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday – Class camp.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday – Class camp.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday – NAPFA 5 stations.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday – NAPFA 2.4km run.&lt;br /&gt;Friday – Bio Lecture Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I survived! :) &lt;br /&gt;Did worse for NAPFA this year, but it was quite expected considering the reduced amount of exercise I’ve been getting… next year will be different though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start churning out my PI and other random pieces of work, I want to say &lt;b&gt;A BIG THANK YOU&lt;/b&gt; to the people who have helped me through a very rough patch in my life. Some of you might not see this, but I know you know how thankful I am :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adiós for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2968277508633035133?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2968277508633035133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2968277508633035133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2968277508633035133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2968277508633035133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-darlings-i-suddenly-find-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-558996612518036607</id><published>2008-04-12T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:30:10.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looong time no update. just felt i had to share these photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class camp was amazing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2249/2400953146_e4e0681e8b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starry night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we tried watching the sunrise in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2211/2400952292_a4d82b2453.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2400119645_0b0be88378.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/2400119251_73bee623ff.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2031/2400119019_4986d29252.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarkably beautiful :) The first time I actually saw a real sunrise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits go to feng chi 09so3d's very own professional photographer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2027/2400948842_2324a1fc63.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09S03D! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-558996612518036607?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/558996612518036607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=558996612518036607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/558996612518036607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/558996612518036607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/04/looong-time-no-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6042045347892661468</id><published>2008-03-06T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T14:21:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time no post! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/4481/7312/6consd0_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/4480/8147/th_friend-12_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/4482/6092/keeep_it_classy_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0410/0702/guy_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/4454/1456/Loz_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WHY DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR HAHAHA. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/4232/6121/01AwcAX1G1-CoAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so sweet &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0165/4342/01AwcAXygDrFgAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0680/7972/follow_your_heart_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1066/2982/z93126648_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0226/6732/dr_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6042045347892661468?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6042045347892661468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6042045347892661468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6042045347892661468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6042045347892661468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/03/long-time-no-post-3-why-does-this-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7170036882981594783</id><published>2008-02-17T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:17:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Teardrops on my Guitar - Taylor Swift&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7DRtl6CTqc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee nice song! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7170036882981594783?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7170036882981594783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7170036882981594783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7170036882981594783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7170036882981594783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/02/teardrops-on-my-guitar-taylor-swift.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7869531198055267386</id><published>2008-02-10T17:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T17:53:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;East Coast Park!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went cycling with my family (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you look closely you can see the sun's rays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried taking a panorama shot ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00508-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00509-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00511.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pulau Ubin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00592.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds you of a savannah, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00611.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00636.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00668.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨过天晴？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00672.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Orientation!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00698.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00556.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00557.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look, there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00558.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at siloso beach (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sentosa Flower Show! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00736.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00743.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if these are lavenders... but they're really pretty! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00746.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00747.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00750.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birds perched on a wishing tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00753.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somemore birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00752.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00119.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00118.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00117.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stilt walker! : O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00116.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lady buggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00113.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00112.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00111-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bambooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00110.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00131.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from the Carlsberg Sky Tower! :D look at all the little peoplee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birds eye view of the images of singapore (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00141.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sea view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random Pictures!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00721.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken at my uncle's house! his prawn shedded : O (notice the skin at the back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00711.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artistic fishball soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00713.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AKHEM) ice kachang! :D &lt;s&gt;okay no its chemicals in an ice bath...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/small_DSC00709.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to love that expression! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i know this is late but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODY :D&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7869531198055267386?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7869531198055267386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7869531198055267386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7869531198055267386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7869531198055267386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/02/east-coast-park-went-cycling-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8357643295876529626</id><published>2008-01-02T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:04:21.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spam somemore pictures time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures that make you go 'awww'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3448/6812/throses-1_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3448/6972/world_more_beautiful_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3398/8802/best_friend_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3424/2922/196871wdqod455zf_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3420/0112/dreams_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3432/9632/heart1_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3426/5202/Heart_1__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3406/5052/01AwcAX0sDC9cAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3417/2922/1162007648574012_thumb.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures that make you squeal in delight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3417/2262/panda_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3411/0802/tiara11_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg so chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3442/3092/Bumper_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Other Random Pictures That Just Rock Anyway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3428/4282/IDontWannaGrowUp_Black_Fullpic_1_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3423/9742/82tpu20_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3464/0602/cloud_jpg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3422/6362/sunset-sailing_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prettyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3442/4582/inner_demobs_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3480/6552/01AwcAX0S4Jf0AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3483/0522/i_love_beach_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEDDIT? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3439/9262/Be_Safe_sepia_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SCREAMS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3467/1192/twilighta8bybea_lost_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SCREAMS again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND RANDOM NOTICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3408/2772/gbh_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you know what font that is...&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE TELL ME ITS NAME (:&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8357643295876529626?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8357643295876529626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8357643295876529626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8357643295876529626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8357643295876529626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/01/spam-somemore-pictures-time-d-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8171538138009868750</id><published>2008-01-01T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T15:55:29.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8171538138009868750?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8171538138009868750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8171538138009868750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8171538138009868750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8171538138009868750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-everyone-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4588940710479019161</id><published>2007-12-29T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:26:28.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, long time no see (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BELATED MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO: godhusband, hiutung, lijie, tag, and xinyi for your christmas cards! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and AN EQUALLY BIG THANK YOU to goddaughter for making this beautiful picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/merryxmaslydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spam pictures time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;sweet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3263/5392/myspace-icons-015_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3254/6563/anything_less_than_amazing_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3258/4892/207902txigtzolfg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3240/2112/01AwcAX0J-HAgAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3256/9012/grow_old_with_you_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3247/7482/452hg7q_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3250/8812/moon_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3278/5122/loveofyourlife_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh i dont know if this qualifies as sweet but... ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3266/8732/dr_seuss_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3311/2402/z92439353_thumb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3235/8592/love_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3285/1812/rule_6_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3228/0123/th_dinosaur_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3265/9032/jenius_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3243/5912/i-has-a-hat_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3242/6762/penguinos_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3268/5862/i69627041_45446_3_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr green dino found a girlfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3259/6373/bestjob_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3243/8743/mort_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3272/4312/drugs-3_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pretty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3227/4272/bumper2_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3253/0702/trebolll_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3243/4292/colourful_balloons_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3271/5932/01AwcAX0aI0mIAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(means 'the beautiful life' in italian!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3265/3742/flowers1_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3253/0893/Palm_Tree_Sunset_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3281/0722/daringdaisieswmpy4_1__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3265/3262/B52ABB3A-5D30-4AC2-9C62-0C696E16F06D_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;random&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3256/9102/just_a_girl2_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3266/2122/9057_Take-Me-to-Paris-Posters_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3259/4422/Picture_2_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the picture is very nicely taken, no? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3236/3182/z116238463_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3249/7583/th_cowgirl-10_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3271/7582/kmf_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loved that movie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/3308/1212/z98724134_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little warm up blogpost.&lt;br /&gt;cos a blogshop will be set up soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4588940710479019161?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4588940710479019161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4588940710479019161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4588940710479019161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4588940710479019161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-long-time-no-see-sweet-uh-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1497516942172777220</id><published>2007-12-23T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:30:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;removed several pictures from the previous post cos they were faulty, which is quite sad really i quite liked those pictures ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunt taught me how to make earrings today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made two pairs! (well one and a half, actually, because i havent made the other side for my second pair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be up (hopefully by) tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will be selling my aunt's handmade masterpieces, together with mine and my sister's, on a new site, SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember to check back! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE FOR NOW :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1497516942172777220?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1497516942172777220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1497516942172777220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1497516942172777220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1497516942172777220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3699398338965001556</id><published>2007-12-17T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T01:25:55.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was bored, so i went to look for more pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pictures that make you go 'awwww'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2706/7132/th_ifitmeant_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(apologies for the bad quality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2720/8262/love_20actually_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2705/4832/handhearts_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pictures that are silly in their own way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2705/9182/5d71c51a35534c73be0f482d8ac394c6.gif_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2706/0232/puppy_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;pictures that just rock anyway (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2718/2982/n506160427_579691_3812_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha oops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2718/3072/edward_and_bella_stick_figures_-_unknown_maker_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2688/6602/Love_is_like_a_butterfly_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2703/3942/A_Dream_is_a_Wish_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3699398338965001556?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3699398338965001556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3699398338965001556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3699398338965001556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3699398338965001556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/was-bored-so-i-went-to-look-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-511620025521223363</id><published>2007-12-16T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:34:32.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src=" http://w252.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w252.photobucket.com/albums/hh32/wonderful_life_shop/686f2725.pbw"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href=" http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=" http://s252.photobucket.com/albums/hh32/wonderful_life_shop/?action=view&amp;amp;current=686f2725.pbw  " target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=" http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: right;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i am advertising for anzie's and yongzhu's new online shop! they're selling pretty earrings go have a look! :D &lt;a href="http://www.wonderful-life-shop.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-511620025521223363?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/511620025521223363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=511620025521223363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/511620025521223363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/511620025521223363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-i-am-advertising-for-anzies-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6893389390491565809</id><published>2007-12-15T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:12:15.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2381/9192/0p_thumb.jpg"&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;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2390/8902/UPTOME_thumb_thumb_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6893389390491565809?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6893389390491565809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6893389390491565809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6893389390491565809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6893389390491565809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8914611153823289676</id><published>2007-12-13T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:30:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Be Good to Your Liver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main causes of liver damage are:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Sleeping too late and waking up too late are the main cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Not urinating in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Too much eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Skipping breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Consuming too much medication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Consuming too much preservatives, additives, food coloring, and artificial sweetener.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Consuming unhealthy cooking oil. As much as possible reduce cooking oil use when frying, which includes even the best cooking oils like olive oil. Do not consume fried foods when you are tired, except if the body is very fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;    &lt;div&gt;Consuming overly done foods also add to the burden of liver. Veggies should be eaten raw or cooked 3-5 parts. Fried veggies should be finished in one sitting, do not store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  We should prevent this without necessarily spending more. We just have to adopt a good daily lifestyle and eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;Maintaining good eating habits and time condition are very important for our bodies to absorb and get rid of unnecessary chemicals according to "schedule."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Evening at 9 - 11pm&lt;/b&gt; : is the time for eliminating unnecessary toxic chemicals (de-toxification) from the antibody system (lymph nodes).This time duration should be spent by relaxing or listening to music. If during this time one is still in an unrelaxed state such as socializing, drinking, eating out, this will have a negative impact on health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Evening at 11pm - 1am&lt;/b&gt; : is the de-toxification process in the liver,and ideally should be done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Early morning 1 - 3am&lt;/b&gt; : de-toxification process in the gall, also ideally done in a deep sleep state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Early morning 3 - 5am&lt;/b&gt; : de-toxification in the lungs. Therefore there will sometimes be a severe cough for cough sufferers during this time. Since the de-toxification process had reached the respiratory tract, there is no need to take cough medicine so as not to interfere with toxin removal process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Morning 5 - 7am&lt;/b&gt; : de-toxification in the colon, you should empty your bowel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Morning 7 - 9am &lt;/b&gt;: absorption of nutrients in the small intestine, you should be having breakfast at this time. Breakfast should be earlier, before 6:30am, for those who are sick. Breakfast before 7:30am is very beneficial to those wanting to stay fit. Those who always skip breakfast, they should change their habits, and it is still better to eat breakfast late until 9 -10am rather than no meal at all.&lt;br /&gt;  Sleeping so late and waking up too late will disrupt the process of removing unnecessary chemicals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Aside from that, midnight to 4am is the time when the bone marrow produces blood . Therefore, have a good sleep and don't sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.knowledgebase-script.com/demo/article-315.html" target="_blank"&gt;Knowledge Bases&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received this sometime ago from jasmine. suddenly thought of it today cos i've been sleeping and waking late; i guess its about time i changed those bad habits :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8914611153823289676?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8914611153823289676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8914611153823289676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8914611153823289676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8914611153823289676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/be-good-to-your-liver-main-causes-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-298678486825810364</id><published>2007-12-12T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:50:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONT BLINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADAAAA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/lydiablue.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty not pretty not! of course :D&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GODDAUGHTER &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-298678486825810364?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/298678486825810364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=298678486825810364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/298678486825810364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/298678486825810364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-blink.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-593891327186025871</id><published>2007-12-11T16:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:58:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i love christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Trees!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/66.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherry red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/46.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/63.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink christmas tree :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlie brown christmas tree xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg chocolate bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg chocolate sprinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg cookie tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crystal charm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hearts (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/64.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingle bells xmas tree. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/4.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minimalist blue &amp; minimalist heart (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmare before christmas :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink snowflake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting the #1 cutest xmas tree - the plush tree :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa stocking:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starry night! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victorian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s234.photobucket.com/albums/ee182/festivespirit/items/65.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white christmas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jingle Bell Rock! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oYsJ6ZpHxA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8oYsJ6ZpHxA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for the swaying snowmen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Eyesores!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_85.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowsore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_86.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santasore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(eyesores - 7 days of the week!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_70.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_71.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_72.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_73.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_75.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_76.png"&gt; &lt;img src="http://xevstereyesores.net/facebook/img//eyesores/eyesore_77.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;facebook has loads of funny stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;more christmas stuff!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/images/christmas10.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this glitter text is pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/images/christmas16.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow globe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" name="flashplayer" src="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/christmas/swf/christmas2.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="340" swliveconnect="true" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/pf/christmas/" target="new"&gt;Myspace Christmas Fun Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowman + twilight sky = beautiful white christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2461/3862/STICKER_11_thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA RANDOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i'm off to play rayman raving rabbits :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-593891327186025871?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/593891327186025871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=593891327186025871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/593891327186025871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/593891327186025871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-i-love-christmas-christmas-trees.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4802034203001165370</id><published>2007-12-11T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T01:04:33.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished reading 'For One More Day' by Mitch Albom, and i say he writes beautiful stories (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry sawah and meli for pangseh-ing today... i hope you enjoyed your movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will write more tmr i feel like sleeping already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4802034203001165370?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4802034203001165370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4802034203001165370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4802034203001165370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4802034203001165370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-finished-reading-for-one-more-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4909718769151293910</id><published>2007-12-09T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:21:19.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2368/7942/01AwcAXznoMKwAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2400/7932/te_amo_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(its 'i love you' in italian, btw)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2381/9192/0p_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;est-ce que je suis une option à vous ?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2388/1662/mallow_thumb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(funny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2382/9542/th_angels-1_poem_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2385/1932/7yi432b_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn cool [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2370/8352/ats_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;(one such guy is edward cullen but unfortunately he doesnt physically exist.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2375/7612/treblebass_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2396/7772/01AwcAX0Qna9YAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA-_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;pessimistic. but unfortunately, in some cases, couldnt be more true.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2390/8902/UPTOME_thumb_thumb_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;lu cela.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4909718769151293910?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4909718769151293910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4909718769151293910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4909718769151293910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4909718769151293910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5171582099652410979</id><published>2007-12-07T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:02:07.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tblBorderAll" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1113109050cultural%20creative.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=3305N" target="_blank"&gt;What is Your World View?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cultural Creative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Cultural Creative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Idealist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Existentialist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Postmodernist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Modernist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Fundamentalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Romanticist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="19"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Materialist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="13"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;13%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTExOTcwMTgwODMxNTYmcHQ9MTE5NzAxODEwMDU*NiZwPTY5MDgxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true, so true (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW VISIT &lt;a href="http://katelara.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;KATELARA.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;weixia's joint online store with a few friends! the clothes are superb go see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a heart to heart chat with jia yesterday night&lt;s&gt;, and i realized that there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; edward cullens in this world! its not impossible after all (: theres hope in this world.&lt;/s&gt; (haha)&lt;br /&gt;quote &lt;a href="http://virtualhug.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;jia's blog&lt;/a&gt;:   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Real love stories never have happy endings,&lt;br /&gt;simply because real love stories&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;never end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very nice chat yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5171582099652410979?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5171582099652410979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5171582099652410979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5171582099652410979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5171582099652410979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-is-your-world-view-created-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4102034165861949678</id><published>2007-12-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:46:52.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ULU PANDAN GRANT-A-WISH 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulu Pandan Grant-A-Wish 2007, is an initiative by Ulu Pandan YEC to fulfill the wishes of children, aged 5-16, in Melrose Home at Clementi, who come from economically disadvantaged and/or broken families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upyecgrantawish.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; to view the wishlist of the children :D &lt;br /&gt;or &lt;a href="http://iceattitude.blogspot.com/2007/12/grant-wish.html" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to hear what a volunteer has to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn/sms me or leave a message and i will tell you how to donate :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4102034165861949678?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4102034165861949678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4102034165861949678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4102034165861949678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4102034165861949678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/ulu-pandan-grant-wish-2007-ulu-pandan.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1799653657206269977</id><published>2007-12-06T16:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T16:38:58.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG ITS A &lt;B&gt;MICROWAVE POTATO CHIP MAKER&lt;/B&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/potato_j94_small.gif"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/potato_j95_small.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/potato_j98_small.gif"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/potato_j11_small.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Simply slice the vegetables, place in the tray, and then microwave. Within mins you'll have delicious fresh low calorie potato chips that utilizes absolutely no oil! Use this for other vegetables as well (with the exception for sweet potato because of it's consistency). Easy to clean and a great way to keep healthy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jbox.com/PRODUCT/KING132" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1799653657206269977?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1799653657206269977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1799653657206269977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1799653657206269977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1799653657206269977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/omg-its-microwave-potato-chip-maker-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3647510251089936966</id><published>2007-12-02T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:06:30.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ENCHANTED :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.aolcdn.com/moviefeatures/enchanted-poster-433"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;True Love's Kiss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IySzftSc33/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IySzftSc33/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;When you meet the someone who was meant for you&lt;br /&gt;Before two can become one there is something we must do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animals&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Do you pull each others tails?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animals:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feed each other seeds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;No, there is something sweeter everybody needs&lt;br /&gt;I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss&lt;br /&gt;And a prince I'm hoping comes with this&lt;br /&gt;That's what brings everaftering so happy&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason we need lips so much&lt;br /&gt;For lips are the only things that touch&lt;br /&gt;So to spend a life of endless bliss&lt;br /&gt;Just find who you love through true love's kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;: ahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animals&lt;/b&gt;: ahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Animals&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Shes been dreaming of a true love's kiss&lt;br /&gt;And a prince she's hoping comes with this&lt;br /&gt;That's what brings everaftering so happy&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason we need lips so much&lt;br /&gt;For lips are the only things that touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;So to spend a life of endless bliss&lt;br /&gt;Just find who you love through true love's kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;You're the fairest maid I've ever met&lt;br /&gt;You were made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt; ...to finish your duet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle and Edward&lt;/b&gt;: And in years to come we'll reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edward&lt;/b&gt;: How we came to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;: And grow and grow love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone&lt;/b&gt;: Since first we knew love through true love's kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's How You Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know she's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's not enough to take the one you love for granted&lt;br /&gt;You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say...&lt;br /&gt;"How do I know he loves me?" &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you love her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"How do I know he's mine?" &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you really, really, truely love her?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well does he &lt;u&gt;leave a little note to tell you you are on his mind&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey&lt;/u&gt;? Heyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know, that's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You've got to show her you need her &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat her like a mind reader&lt;br /&gt;Each day do something to need her&lt;br /&gt;To believe you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to know their true love is true...&lt;br /&gt;How do you know he loves you?&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you love her?&lt;br /&gt;How do you show her you need her?)&lt;br /&gt;How do you know he's yours?&lt;br /&gt;(How does she know that you really, really, truely-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;u&gt;does he take you out dancin' just so he can hold you close&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dedicate a song with words in&lt;br /&gt;Just for you&lt;/u&gt;? Ohhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;He'll find his own way to tell you&lt;br /&gt;With the little things he'll do&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;He's your love&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;He loves you&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;It's true&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Because he'll wear your favorite color&lt;br /&gt;Just so he can match your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Rent a private picnic&lt;br /&gt;By the fires glow&lt;/u&gt;-oohh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;His heart will be yours forever&lt;br /&gt;Something everyday will show&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know&lt;br /&gt;(That's how you know)&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;That's how she knows that you love her&lt;br /&gt;That's how you show her you love her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giselle&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know...&lt;br /&gt;That's how you know...&lt;br /&gt;He's your love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(guys take note! HAHA.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Close&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/QRz1jKPJEJ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/QRz1jKPJEJ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re in my arms&lt;br /&gt;And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;br /&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt;And when I’m with you&lt;br /&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life goes by&lt;br /&gt;Romantic dreams will stop&lt;br /&gt;So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;br /&gt;So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt;All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re beside me and look how far we’ve come&lt;br /&gt;So far we are so close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I face the faceless days&lt;br /&gt;If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;We’re so close&lt;br /&gt;To reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt;And almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;So close&lt;br /&gt;And still so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever Ever After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FjEMmHABUE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FjEMmHABUE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;If we just don't get it our own way&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;It may only be a wish away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting your fashion, wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you reach what's real just by making believe&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid, unashamed&lt;br /&gt;There is joy to be claimed in this world&lt;br /&gt;You even might wind up being glad to be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;Though the world will tell you it's not smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Ever Ever After lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;The world can be yours if you let your heart&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder your heart feels it's flying&lt;br /&gt;Your head feels it's spinning&lt;br /&gt;Each happy ending's a brand new beginning&lt;br /&gt;Let yourself be enchanted, you just might break through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;Forever could even start today&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just one wish away&lt;br /&gt;Your ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I've been dreaming of a true love's kiss)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh , for ever ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's Amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BPW7wOe2Rc/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BPW7wOe2Rc/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Napoli where love is king&lt;br /&gt;When boy meets girl here's what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;And you'll sing "Vita bella" &lt;i&gt;("beautiful life" in italian)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay&lt;br /&gt;Like a gay tarantella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you walk in a dream but you know you're not&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming signore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling&lt;br /&gt;And you'll sing "Vita bella"&lt;br /&gt;Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay&lt;br /&gt;Like a gay tarantella&lt;br /&gt;Lucky fella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool)&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;(When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet&lt;br /&gt;You're in love&lt;br /&gt;When you walk down in a dream but you know you're not&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming signore&lt;br /&gt;Scuzza me, but you see, back in old Napoli)&lt;br /&gt;That's amore, (amore)&lt;br /&gt;That's amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(love this song it has a cute gypsy italian feel to it :D btw 'amore' is 'love' in italian!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3647510251089936966?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3647510251089936966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3647510251089936966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3647510251089936966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3647510251089936966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/enchanted-d-true-loves-kiss-giselle.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7636849107181776426</id><published>2007-12-01T03:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T03:27:27.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whateverlife.com" target=_blank alt="From Whateverlife.com!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/quotebanners/quote7.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is directed to... my darling goddaughter :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whateverlife.com" target=_blank alt="From Whateverlife.com!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/quotebanners/quote9.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to people who're shaking their head right now... &lt;b&gt;GO READ TWILIGHT/ NEW MOON/ ECLIPSE&lt;/b&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whateverlife.com" target=_blank alt="From Whateverlife.com!"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v221/ashbernie311/quotebanners/quote10.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2026/7772/life_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2025/6152/kid_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2046/0692/friends_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is funny HAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2026/7282/Lexar_Jump_Drive_155_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2053/7352/01AwcAXz4vVUkAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tiaraaa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2052/2232/49808532fd9_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white christmas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2057/2822/thneverhaveschool_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2039/0842/th_loveneverfails_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2020/5332/icecream_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice creeeam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2035/8062/200526550-001_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OMG &lt;u&gt;PINK&lt;/u&gt; DIAMOND! :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2089/0862/ohno_mandown__thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gummy bears craze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2042/4812/n501662695_22241_6072_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2124/3242/01AwcAX0I2HEAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2060/7182/z51714056_thumb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i have a fetish for frosted glass messages...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2023/4252/make_you_smile_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2068/2082/cutie_hamster_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(for the benefit of people who didnt manage to see the previous one i posted :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2024/1052/bob_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more bob humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2064/8352/fearthepenguins_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fukung.net/images/4661/youarehere.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is darn confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;violence alert...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say i didnt warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img508.imageshack.us/img508/6938/183069496mhz2.gif" target="_blank"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its not that violent but its not very non-violent either, is it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we shall continue with the non-violent pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/2064/6472/coffee_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i should go sleep night [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7636849107181776426?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7636849107181776426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7636849107181776426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7636849107181776426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7636849107181776426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-pictures-d-this-is-directed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2363182100185733910</id><published>2007-11-30T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:55:25.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you're a romantic, listen up: &lt;b&gt;Twilight&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;New Moon&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Eclipse&lt;/b&gt;, all by Stephenie Meyer, are a &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MUST READ&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and.&lt;br /&gt;its no wonder everybodys fangirling over edward cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abstract from &lt;b&gt;Eclipse&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love him. Not because he's &lt;u&gt;beautiful&lt;/u&gt; or because he's &lt;u&gt;rich&lt;/u&gt;!' I spat the word at Jacob. 'I'd much rather he weren't either one. It would even out the gap between us just a little bit - because he'd still be the &lt;u&gt;most loving and unselfish and brilliant and decent person I've ever met&lt;/u&gt;. Of course I love him. How hard is that to understand?" - Bella Swan (Edward Cullen's girlfriend and one and only true love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: he's the most perfect guy in the whole universe. &lt;br /&gt;(and other dimensions of the universe if they exist that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;/fangirling for edward cullen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will always be bella's and bella will always be his :D &lt;br /&gt;they are simply perfect for each other because she is as loving, unselfish, brilliant, and decent &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS WHY YOU MUST MUST READ &lt;b&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;NEW MOON&lt;/b&gt; AND &lt;b&gt;ECLIPSE&lt;/b&gt; YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;this is the next best thing after the harry potter series ended. in fact, its a million times better. (harry potter fans please dont kill me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this! It's poetry. No wait, it's BETTER than poetry. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And so the lion fell in love with the lamb...,' he murmured. I looked away, hiding my eyes as I thrilled to the word.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'What a stupid lamb,' I sighed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'What a sick, masochistic lion.' He stared into the shadowy forest for a long momnent, and I wondered where his thoughts had taken him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Twilight, page 274)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars---points of light and reason ... And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."&lt;/span&gt; - Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;(New Moon, page 514)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it."&lt;/i&gt; - Edward Cullen (Twilight, page 294.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For almost ninety years I've walked among my kind, and yours ... all the time thinking I was complete in myself, not realizing what I was seeking. And not finding anything, because you weren't alive yet."&lt;/i&gt; - Edward Cullen (Twilight, page 304.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn't want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy."&lt;/i&gt; - Edward Cullen (New Moon, page 510.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It was like my heart was gone---like I was hollow. Like I'd left everything that was inside me here with you."&lt;/i&gt; -Edward Cullen (New Moon, page 515.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your hold is permanent and unbreakable. Never doubt that."&lt;/i&gt; -Edward Cullen (New Moon, page 524.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beams like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;what are you waiting for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.createblog.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=184596"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR MORE QUOTES :D&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2363182100185733910?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2363182100185733910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2363182100185733910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2363182100185733910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2363182100185733910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/if-youre-romantic-listen-up-twilight.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8024398292705135266</id><published>2007-11-26T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T01:36:16.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the way all the small eateries are concentrated in the basement of shopping malls. &lt;br /&gt;i especially love the one at &lt;b&gt;raffles city&lt;/b&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's chippy, takopachi, donut factory, bubble tea, beard papa (:&lt;br /&gt;and a jason's marketplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a small sidenote: i quit my cold storage job after my first day of work because of reasons i dont think will be wise to state here in case somebody who shouldnt see it sees it... ask me if you want to know :D so yes i am currently jobless and loving it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme list the food i ate today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chippy cheese sausage with mash potato (shared with sis)&lt;br /&gt;2. chippy fried mars bars (shared with sis)&lt;br /&gt;3. chicken pepper rice &lt;br /&gt;4. black fried carrot cake (shared with mom and sis)&lt;br /&gt;5. ice kachang (shared with mom)&lt;br /&gt;6. donuts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in the span of 2 hours. (except for the donut i just ate it for a little supper)&lt;br /&gt;wheeee :D food makes me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8024398292705135266?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8024398292705135266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8024398292705135266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8024398292705135266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8024398292705135266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-way-all-small-eateries-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6976586881715966052</id><published>2007-11-25T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:16:28.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was searching for fonts and guess what I came across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My husband and I divorced over religious differences.&lt;br /&gt;He thought he was god and I didn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made a picture (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/starscopy.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: not directed to anyone whatsoever, just thought the quote was sweet. and i absolutely love stars :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8ClzqUq9kg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A8ClzqUq9kg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STARDUST &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(song: rule the world by take that :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6976586881715966052?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6976586881715966052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6976586881715966052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6976586881715966052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6976586881715966052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/was-searching-for-fonts-and-guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2098920557740612322</id><published>2007-11-25T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:50:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random Quotes :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every minute you spend sad is a minute of happiness you'll never get back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." - Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Begin Template: viewthread_post_sig --&gt; "You don't drown by falling in the water. You drown by staying there."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;!--Begin Template: viewthread_post_sig --&gt;"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years." - Abraham Lincoln  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;!--Begin Template: viewthread_post_sig --&gt;"People say hate is a strong word, but so is love, and people throw it around like it's nothing" - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Elizabeth: There will come a moment when you have a chance to do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt; Jack: I love those moments, I like to wave at them as they pass by..."&lt;br /&gt; - Pirates of the Caribbean, Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(yay jack sparrow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Love. We think about it, dream about it, lose sleep worrying about it. When we don't have it, we search for it, when we discover it, we fear losing it. It is the constant source of pleasure and pain. But we can't predict which it will be from one moment to the next. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, impossible to live without."&lt;!--Begin Template: viewthread_post_sig --&gt;  &lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;Give a man a fish and you feed him for one day, teach a man to fish and you feed him for life.&lt;!--Begin Template: viewthread_post_sig --&gt;&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;"Sometimes you put walls up not to keep people out, but to see who cares enough to break them down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;"Men are like bank accounts. Without a lot of money, they don't generate much interest." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(take with a pinch of salt xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is life, not heaven. You don't have to be perfect." - the movie "Gia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my favourite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;font class="threadfont"&gt;Forgiveness is almost a selfish act because of the immense benefits it brings to the one who forgives'"- Lawana Blackwell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2098920557740612322?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2098920557740612322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2098920557740612322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2098920557740612322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2098920557740612322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-quotes-d-every-minute-you-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5717913987729961829</id><published>2007-11-24T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:21:08.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;RAVING RABBIDS :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbid Pack! :O (&lt;a href="http://shop.ubi.com/ubiart/ang/prdctpage_package1.asp" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bunny Gonzales and Were Rabbid! (&lt;a href="http://shop.ubi.com/ubiart/ang/prdctpage_package2.asp" target="_blank"&gt; click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rayman: Raving Rabbids 2 on Nintendo Wii! (&lt;a href="http://shop.ubi.com/Prod_ExtDesc.asp?catalogid=616&amp;id=112" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbid Trio Men's Tee (&lt;a href="http://shop.ubi.com/ubiart/ang/prdctpage_tshirt_male5.asp" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i wish they had the same design for females...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbid Pink Invasion Female's Tee (&lt;a href="http://shop.ubi.com/ubiart/ang/prdctpage_tshirt_female1.asp" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres this super cute picture to indicate that no stock is available yet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/blog6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOSTER'S HOME FOR IMAGINARY FRIENDS :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/kernel/imageload?table=cat_images;ttl2=15;key1=254834_f_EN_;key2=254834_f_EN;key3=254834_f;key4=-100_f_EN;key5=-100_f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar 2008! :O (SCREAMS.) (&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/cat/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends/Calendars/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends-2008-Wall-Calendar.html" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;if anybody happens to see this up for sale &lt;u&gt;please please please tell me&lt;/u&gt;! will appreciate it very very much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/kernel/imageload?table=cat_images;ttl2=15;key1=256196_f_EN_;key2=256196_f_EN;key3=256196_f;key4=-100_f_EN;key5=-100_f"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/kernel/imageload?table=cat_images;ttl2=15;key1=151363_f_EN_;key2=151363_f_EN;key3=151363_f;key4=-100_f_EN;key5=-100_f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the DVDs! (click &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/cat/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends/DVDs/DVD-Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends-Season-Two.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/cat/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends/DVDs/DVD-Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends-Season-One.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/kernel/imageload?table=cat_images;ttl2=15;key1=254840_f_EN_;key2=254840_f_EN;key3=254840_f;key4=-100_f_EN;key5=-100_f"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smack and Yak Blooregard :D (&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/cat/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends/Games/Fosters-Home-for-Imaginary-Friends-Smack-N-Yak-Blooregard.html" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PRETTY PICTURES :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1659/4782/lkg_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1657/1562/01AwcAXzl9FIIAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1673/5312/street_hearts_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(this is some super cool effect :D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1659/6612/z60120469_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1656/4262/thq3_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(this is so cute!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1666/8842/prod_281_24422_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1695/9702/xmas_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(i cant help but post this a second time its so pretty and sweet :D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1675/2112/n774630883_236157_4662_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(cute!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1695/7152/MJZ398_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1673/8482/4p38paw_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1679/1052/z88511329_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1695/9902/loveispatitant_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1666/6562/pink23_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(goddaughter this is for you)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1695/9372/Facebook_stickerB_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(omg super pretty)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1664/3622/picture_055_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1665/7652/69944_959heartdiamond_orig_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(diamonds+hearts=girl's bestest friend)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1687/4582/Donuts_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(omg yummy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1658/4282/evolution_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1669/7872/broken_egg_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(omg so cute la :D)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1669/2362/5ead667c6cfa3b873197667d74db1e9227938029_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1685/4022/9672_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1675/3922/cartwheel_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1684/7222/kiwiDM3004_228x195_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1701/0302/oooookkkkkkkkk_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1681/4092/akagami4jm_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(omg adorable)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1658/2172/homepage_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(dream vacation)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1670/9552/z82167359_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(cute!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1662/9722/CHRISTMASS_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1698/0832/lolcatsdotcomm4gyur27jruamhv9_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1673/3852/z91122043_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1681/4832/23414134_7285__5400__5870__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1708/6972/1111212121212_thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, new layout and new url (due to a horrible accident) &lt;br /&gt;relink please, thank you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and! a super super cute video for you to enjoy! :D what happens when raving rabbids and MTV gets together (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvfuPtIfKqA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvfuPtIfKqA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5717913987729961829?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5717913987729961829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5717913987729961829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5717913987729961829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5717913987729961829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/raving-rabbids-d-rabbid-pack-o-click.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-591194808160697517</id><published>2007-11-22T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:10:41.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://rabbids.uk.ubi.com/images/world/japan/japan_statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RABBIDS!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first a little background info, courtesy of wiki (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbids (often simply called "bunnies") are a fictional species of maniac anthropomorphic rabbits, who serve as the primary antagonists in the video game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rayman Raving Rabbids&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rayman Raving Rabbids 2&lt;/span&gt;. Their most well known traits feature v&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;arious slapstick comedy elements; running around wielding various household objects, dressing up as various other fictional characters, and most of all, constant screaming. &lt;/span&gt;Although essentially the "villain" in the game, they have gained a considerable popularity and fanbase through viral videos and media appearances, and many suspect them to eventually overshadow Rayman himself to the extent of developing their own franchise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video video video :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXSwribqp1U&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zXSwribqp1U&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUNNIES DONT CLOSE TOILET DOORS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-591194808160697517?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/591194808160697517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=591194808160697517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/591194808160697517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/591194808160697517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/srchttprabbids.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5680259674618594272</id><published>2007-11-19T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T00:38:59.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more pretty pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;pictures to make you go 'aww'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1504/2772/th_alliwantfor_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1483/8062/kima58_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LYDIAK~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LYDIAK~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14852592" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?521877&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Froggie_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1485/2592/froggie_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15023322" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?141943&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Z44812601_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1502/3322/z44812601_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14885152" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?670798&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="24699_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1488/5152/24699_thumb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15112492" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?884468&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Treble_clef_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1511/2492/treble_clef_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14918052" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?884468&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Z70512878_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1491/8052/z70512878_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15007682" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?586894&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="I_miss_you_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1500/7682/i_miss_you_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14809002" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?695160&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lowe_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1480/9002/lowe_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15127492" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?722929&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sparkle_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1512/7492/sparkle_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;pictures to make you laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1481/9742/2000869536009464266_rs_thumb_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LYDIAK~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/LYDIAK~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15057492" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?704035&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1505/7492/smile_for_the_camera_by_bri_chan_thumb.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14936352" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?697107&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Penguin_thumb_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1493/6352/penguin_thumb_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15075402" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?229237&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Pick-up_line_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1507/5402/pick-up_line_thumb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14851392" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?642557&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="683080_doggy_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1485/1392/683080_doggy_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15057822" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?313371&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Madagascar003_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1505/7822/madagascar003_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14802492" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?667904&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="A_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1480/2492/a_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/14865832" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?822363&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="655843_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1486/5832/655843_thumb.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15077002" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?377349&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Real_pirates_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1507/7002/real_pirates_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;pictures to make your eyes glow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1481/7832/colorful_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1478/9882/Hawaii_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15057382" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?491210&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Abeauty_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1505/7382/abeauty_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15069412" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?241800&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Faith_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1506/9412/faith_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div&gt;     &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/bumpersticker/stickers/show/15060482" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?695160&amp;amp;app_id=2427603417&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=c5a53af9fc8845d910b76b8ab8f52ee9';return true"&gt;&lt;img alt="Img_1276_thumb" src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1506/0482/IMG_1276_thumb.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5680259674618594272?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5680259674618594272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5680259674618594272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5680259674618594272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5680259674618594272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-pretty-pictures-d-pictures-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2769086683416682168</id><published>2007-11-17T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:59:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>received this from cara. read it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know or knew someone like this!!&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I was a freshman in high school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like he was carrying all of his&lt;br /&gt;books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He must really be a nerd.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really should get lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a big smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he had gone to private school before now.&lt;br /&gt;I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning came! , and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' He just laughed and handed me half the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were seniors, we began to think&lt;br /&gt;about college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle decided on Georgetown , and I&lt;br /&gt;was going to Duke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle was valedictorian of our class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teased him all the time about being a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to prepare a speech for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation day, I saw Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, sometimes I was jealous.&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see that he was nervous about his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Thanks,' he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to tell all of you that being a&lt;br /&gt;friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tell you a story.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thankfully, I was saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate the power of your actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With one small gesture you can change a person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better or for worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2769086683416682168?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2769086683416682168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2769086683416682168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2769086683416682168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2769086683416682168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/received-this-from-cara.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6443567322276349142</id><published>2007-11-17T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T21:23:17.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" src="http://a2.vox.com/6a00c2252518bf604a00cdf3a53222cb8f-320pi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. want. to. read.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to google for quotes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;“Would you please tell me what you are thinking?  &lt;i&gt;Before&lt;/i&gt; I go mad?” - Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(why does that sound so familiar? :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it." - Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bella, I can't live in a world where you don't exist." - Edward Cullen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how could you believe me? After all the thousand times I've told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?" - Edward Cullen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, awwwwwww. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6443567322276349142?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6443567322276349142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6443567322276349142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6443567322276349142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6443567322276349142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5080772716617996011</id><published>2007-11-16T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:09:08.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so sick of this blog layout i cant even bear to look at it :/&lt;br /&gt;time to change layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon. &lt;br /&gt;will be working at cold storage vivocity starting monday, pop by whenever you feel like it, or join me for lunch ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5080772716617996011?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5080772716617996011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5080772716617996011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5080772716617996011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5080772716617996011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-so-sick-of-this-blog-layout-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7570231016300677581</id><published>2007-11-06T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:41:51.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi my name is lydia and i was feeling quite horrible about not having anything to do until i received a call for a job interview :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is colourful again. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(by the way, 'The History of Love' by Nicole Krauss may have won quite a few awards, but i think it was absolute crap. it's the second book in all my life that i'm going to give up on reading. its too draggy; i was almost bored to death.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the many reasons you should watch stardust:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know when I said I knew little about love? That wasn't true. I know a lot about love. I've seen it, centuries and centuries of it, and it was the only thing that made watching your world bearable. All those wars. Pain, lies, hate... It made me want to turn away and never look down again. But when I see the way that mankind loves... You could search to the furthest reaches of the universe and never find anything more beautiful. So yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing, and... What I'm trying to say, Tristan is... I think I love you. Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I'd know it for myself. My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no fits. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine."&lt;br /&gt;-Yvaine, Stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7570231016300677581?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7570231016300677581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7570231016300677581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7570231016300677581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7570231016300677581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-my-name-is-lydia-and-i-was-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-9109145119746365077</id><published>2007-11-05T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:49:20.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures that make you go 'Awww...'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1020/7702/z109994661_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1021/0422/jennaaa_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1032/8162/fall_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1029/6972/Sun_heart_flower_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1030/0522/86f84e5ef76c0343b75c3a1d680c2ebe_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1042/8222/01AwcAXzjldNAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1048/5162/30rmrlk_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1047/3982/hearts_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1021/0392/a_heart_for_you____by_b1ackb1ood_thumb.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1023/6122/CuteChildlove_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;mig src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1039/2322/photography3_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1029/8602/z31709510_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1053/2772/expectfromothers_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1042/6032/twilight_moonless_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1056/7002/guy_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random pictures [:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1040/2292/055e2564ee4e_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1036/0612/Yes__I_play_Clarinet..._thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1028/2512/off_topic_thumb.GIF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1031/2222/th_30ax5lf_th_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1042/8802/th_love-2_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1031/0532/01AwcAXzSPzv4AAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1034/6122/z54570621_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1034/6722/RASPERRY__thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1038/6122/gummy_bears_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;mig src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1018/2492/th_funny_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1032/6952/hug_a_tree_copy_thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1057/3472/HamsterCarrot_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1031/2252/01AwcAXyqk-SwAAAACAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1028/7252/01AwcAXzbOmO4AAAACAAAAAAAAAAA__1__thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pretty Pictures!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1025/5182/456400136_da3656ff26_m_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1044/4532/z76231867_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1044/4002/stars12_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures for Meli and people who love pink&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1026/6882/1af9f334-1_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/1036/4192/tinker_artfull_1__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-9109145119746365077?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/9109145119746365077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=9109145119746365077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/9109145119746365077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/9109145119746365077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-pictures-d-aww-random-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6886689193156725102</id><published>2007-11-03T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:15:59.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farewell Assembly 07 pictures!&lt;br /&gt;It was fun taking pictures with our favourite teachers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(koped from blaws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/blawsie/IMG_2509.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lim! :D Best bio teacher everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/blawsie/IMG_2512.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ko! :D Really appreciate the time she spent giving me tuition FOC ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/chrisow2.jpg" height=192 width=256&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ow! Our clet this year. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/karentan2.jpg" height=192 width=256&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Tan :D Best english teacher everr (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am too lazy to upload somemore so we'd just leave it like that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;replies to tags!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tung: yes the story very sweet rigght! :D&lt;br /&gt;my darling goddaughter: aww no emoticons ):&lt;br /&gt;jia: if you like the song i can send it to you :D&lt;br /&gt;cat: its comptine d'un autre ete: l'apres midi by yann tiersen, ask me on msn and id send it to you! plus i have the score! :D&lt;br /&gt;fiona: hello fioona :D oh yes i do too! :D&lt;br /&gt;eve: ahh. xP&lt;br /&gt;simin: haha i watched on the opening day! and yes its superrrr nice :D you should go read the book too ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6886689193156725102?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6886689193156725102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6886689193156725102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6886689193156725102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6886689193156725102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/farewell-assembly-07-pictures-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4144832751145707348</id><published>2007-11-03T02:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:14:34.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i should really really force myself to sleep early everyday, because i can totally turn into a different person otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;i'm sorry. and i know that i deserve it. i just hope you'd forgive me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. farewell was quite sad today. i have no idea why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wildlife stampede was fun (: and lying down on the grass at the shaw foundation symphony stage looking at clouds is pure bliss (: and rachel was really nice. together with all the other people from special friends! cherie (my partner!), yingjie, gracia, weili and wanxin were very nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep and uncloud my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4144832751145707348?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4144832751145707348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4144832751145707348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4144832751145707348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4144832751145707348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/11/okay-i-should-really-really-force.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3768352371566122464</id><published>2007-10-29T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T23:00:15.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.cartoonnetworkshop.com/kernel/imageload?table=cat_images;ttl2=15;key1=254834_t_;key2=254834_t;key3=-100_t_;key4=-100_t"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fosters-Home-Imaginary-Friends-Calendar/dp/B000SMVWCA" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends Wall Calendar 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3768352371566122464?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3768352371566122464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3768352371566122464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3768352371566122464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3768352371566122464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/click-here-omg-fosters-home-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-7098706370780167087</id><published>2007-10-29T16:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:58:31.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sr64NI33qUo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sr64NI33qUo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AHHHHHH) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-7098706370780167087?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/7098706370780167087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=7098706370780167087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7098706370780167087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/7098706370780167087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhhh-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4037584705745658691</id><published>2007-10-27T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:25:57.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;koped from blaws! it's super super sweeeet read it read it! even though its in chinese, you must read it! (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;幼儿接送车上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;一个小女孩紧张地望着身旁的小男孩，他头和玻璃碰撞的声音，让她有点担心。会不会撞坏&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;脑袋啊！她妈妈说小脑袋是要好好保护的。小女孩鼓起勇气摇了摇男孩。男孩睁开朦胧的双&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;眼，困惑地望着身旁的女孩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你不痛吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩指了指他的头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩没理会女孩，径自倒向窗边。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;咚！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;车子的摇晃让小男孩结结实实的撞上了玻璃。男孩揉着撞疼的地方，恼怒的对上女孩的眼。&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;都是她害的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩被瞪得有点害怕，她讨好似的将手中的饼干递到男孩面前。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;给你吃啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩的目光并没放在饼干上，而是女孩的肩膀上。圆乎乎的，男孩用食指戳了戳，好像家里&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;的枕头哦！软乎乎的。男孩很满意自己的发现。他将头放在女孩肩上，舒服地闭上眼睛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩则愣在那，一动也不敢动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;下课的铃声响了，女孩背起粉红色的小书包走出教室。却发现男孩站在门口等她。男孩对女&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;孩笑了笑，拉起女孩的手，马上又放开，再握住，捏捏，呵呵，肉肉的好舒服哦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;一起回家吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩高兴的拉起女孩的手说。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;恩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;小学校公车上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩一脸满足的靠在女孩肩上，小手紧紧地握着女孩的手。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你以后不能再握我的手了，还有我的肩膀也不能给你靠了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩认真对男孩说。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;为什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩抬起头不解地问。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;因为女生都说我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;羞羞羞跟男生乱牵手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩委屈的扁扁小嘴。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你不要理她们啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;可&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;可是妈妈也说了这是等我长大以后和男朋友和老公可以做的事啊。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;头又晕了，男孩无力地靠在女孩的肩上说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;那等你长大后，我做你的男朋友和老公啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;很简单的事嘛，有什么好想的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;真的？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;恩！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩笑了，将头轻轻的放在男孩头上。嘻嘻！她以后就不用怕别人说了，因为男孩以后会是&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;她的男朋友和老公嘛！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;初中公交车上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我想减肥，你说好不好？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩问靠在他肩上的男孩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;只见男孩皱了皱眉头。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;干嘛？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;就是想减嘛！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩小声地嘟囔着。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;不行！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩想也没想地拒绝了。真不知道最近的女生在想些什么，把自己的脸搞的跟鬼似的。他可&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;不希望她也这样，还是象现在这样红红润润的好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;可是我想减&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩小声的抗议。她不喜欢自己现在这样，肥嘟嘟的。跟他一点也不配。她希望别人说他们&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;金童玉女&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;而不是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;蛤蟆和天鹅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你减了，我就不要你了！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩不放心地威胁道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;哦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩无奈的应允着。她有点难过地看着一旁的男孩。她只想自己能配得上他而已啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;高中公交车上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩的身旁坐了个细细瘦瘦的女孩，女孩坐得很端正，男孩则将头靠在车窗上。两个人一句&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;话也没说。沉默着。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;直到公车到了站点，女孩一言不发的起身走下车。而男孩依旧靠在车窗，眼睛盯着身旁已经&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;空荡的座位发呆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你还不下吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;司机老伯问男孩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;哦！要下了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩起身用纸巾擦了擦身旁的座位，然后才走下车。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;自从女孩搬家后，男孩发现自己已经不再晕车了。但他还是习惯靠在窗边，让头和玻璃碰撞&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;着，他希望女孩能听到，然后回来。像以前一样对着他说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你不痛吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;然后指指他的头。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;他想女孩了，很想。男孩现在上学已经不需要在做公交车了。但每个双休日他还是会跑来坐&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;上一圈。这里有太多太多女孩和他的回忆了。他在这里曾偷偷的亲了女孩的脸颊，他在这里&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;曾用力的弹过她额头，他也曾在这里使劲捏过她鼻子，他曾在这里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;…… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;大学公交车上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩忧郁的望向窗外，已经过了一年了，他都已经上大二了，可是女孩依旧没出现。她和他&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;约好了的，彼此都会努力，为了考进同一所大学。他跟她说过了等她长大后，他会当她男朋&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;友和老公的。她忘了吗？她怎么可以失约呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;这时车子猛烈的摇晃让男孩撞上了车窗，发出很响的是声音。但男孩依旧靠在车窗，似乎刚&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;才的碰撞并没给他带来多大的疼痛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你不痛吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;一个怯生生的声音响起。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩豁然睁开眼睛。看见身旁的女孩正指着他的头。他有点激动的抓住女孩的手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;小倪？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩浑身一震慌乱地摇头否认：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你认错人了，我不是！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;你是！如果你不是你耳朵边的两颗痣怎么解释？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩指着她耳朵追问。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;为什么不来找我？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩痛苦地问。你明明回来了，为什么不来找我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我没有减肥，是它自己瘦下来的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩委屈地泛红了眼睛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;这跟你不见我有什么关系！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩生气了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;怎么没关系啊！你说要是我减了，你就不要我了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩委屈的控诉着。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩被弄得一愣一愣的，记忆中好像真的存在过那么一句话。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;男孩没好气地将女孩的头揽过来放在自己肩上说：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;笨蛋！我又不是那个意思。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;女孩抽噎着，靠在男孩肩上。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我很想你，真的！好想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我也是好想好想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;……” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;以后你只要靠着我就好了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;恩。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我爱你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;” &lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;br style="" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 21pt;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;我也是。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4037584705745658691?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4037584705745658691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4037584705745658691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4037584705745658691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4037584705745658691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/koped-from-blaws-its-super-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2860812301934445353</id><published>2007-10-26T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T00:46:30.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched Little Manhattan today (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51CWFBMT90L._AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a romantic comedy about a 10 3/4 year old boy's (his name's Gabe) first love with a 11 year old girl, Rosemary. A really sweet and touching rendition of puppy love (: Quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A little background info: Gabe's parents are ignoring each other before they're officially divorced. They still live together though. Adam is the name of Gabe's dad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Dad, what's the deal with girls? I mean, why are they the way they are?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0925966/"&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You're talking to the wrong man.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, how come all love has to end?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0925966/"&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Let me tell you something about me and your mom. Once upon a time, &lt;u&gt;we really loved each other&lt;/u&gt;, but as time went by, &lt;u&gt;there just got to be all these things, little things, stupid things, that were left unsaid&lt;/u&gt;. And &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;all these things that were left unsaid piled up, like the clutter in our storage room.&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;after awhile, there was so much that was left unsaid, that we barely said anything at all&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, &lt;u&gt;why didn't you just say them then, dad?&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0925966/"&gt;Adam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know, Gabe. I kind of wish I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsaid words, or misunderstandings, could conceal the love a couple has for each other. So remember that communication is the key! :D&lt;br /&gt;FYI, Gabe's dad finally musters the courage to empty his 'storage room' of unsaid stupid things, and Gabe's parents get back together again! :D Tada, a very happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe's view on love after his enlightening small talk with dad: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Suddenly, I knew what I had to do. Love isn't about ridiculous little words. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Love is about grand gestures. Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on jumbo-trons, giant words in sky writing. Love is about going that extra mile even if it hurts, letting it all hang out there. Love is about finding courage inside of you that you didn't even know was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aww &amp;lt;3&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Gabe confessing his love for Rosemary, after his small talk with his dad (above):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: But I thought you hate me.  &lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;" /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I don't. I lied. I wasn't gonna be like my father. I wasn't gonna let all these things left unsaid smother me. Rosemary, I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;" /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;You what?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;" /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I do. I'm sorry, but I love you more than anyone's ever loved. I love you, I love you, I love you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [thinking] How's that for letting it all hang out there? And hang, and hang, and hang.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [out loud] &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;You think you might wanna love me, too?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know what I think, Gabe, I'm only 11. I don't think I'm ready to be in love.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'm not ready and I'm doing it!  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Maybe I was wrong, maybe girls don't mature faster.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No they do, they do, you know they do. You even said so at the park. We at least mature at the same rate.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I don't know what mature is anymore, but I'm really happy you came. Do you want to dance, Gabe?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sure, what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some quotes showing that Little Manhattan is touching, inspiring, and humorous too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;watching Rosemary looking at herself in the mirror in her flower girl dress&lt;/i&gt;] Okay, what's going on here? What the heck is this? Oh my God. What's this feeling in the pit of my stomach? Who is this - this amazing creature before me? I looked at Rosemary and just felt so, um, confused. She's a girl. I'm supposed to despise girls, not feel nervous talking to one, not feel tongue-tied. I mean this was Rosemary Telesco, I knew her since Kindergarten! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;span class="fine"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt;] My first date. The big spender. Haagen-Daas all the way, baby. So, how come I have nothing to say to her. Why isn't she looking at me? Am I that hideous? Do I Smell? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [out loud] You um come here often?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1659579/"&gt;Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Central Park?  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Um, yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [thinking] What kind of question is that? I hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm1242688/"&gt;Gabe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Never had I felt so alive! I had a date with Rosemary! Was there any better age to be in any better city in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D If you have HBO/Star Movies (I can't remember which one, though I think it was on HBO) you must must watch this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: HOOPS AND YOYOOOO (and Piddles!!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hallmark.com/wcsstore/HallmarkStore/images/products/gifts/hoy2000_xxl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI, Hoops is the pink kitty, Yoyo the green bunny, and Piddles the blue something sees them as her best friends! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Quote! :D Shall make it into pictures one day ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Last night I matched each star with a reason for loving you. I was doing great until I ran out of stars." - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, awww (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2860812301934445353?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2860812301934445353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2860812301934445353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2860812301934445353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2860812301934445353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/watched-little-manhattan-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8051596721593022684</id><published>2007-10-20T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:22:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size:11px;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics/details/1693"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/sayingsquotes/MJZ195.gif" alt="My World" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt; at pYzam.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:11px;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics/details/583"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/icons/leanne141.gif" alt="Boys Are Like Stars" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Graphics&lt;/a&gt; at pYzam.com&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/38857044-8051596721593022684?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8051596721593022684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8051596721593022684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8051596721593022684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8051596721593022684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-graphics-at-pyzam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2885189168604461957</id><published>2007-10-20T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:35:20.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygodd look at this look at this! koped from tungs blog and cheered me up instantly xD JASMINE DONT KILL ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source A: Emoticon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.vox.com/6a00d414301344685e00e398b4a1560003-500pi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source B: Photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.vox.com/6a00d414301344685e00e398b4814e0001-320pi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List the similarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee. instant happy therapy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU JASMINE HIUTUNG XIAOFEI EVELYN ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so envious of blaaws!&lt;br /&gt;she's going to ecp to watch the sunset, watch the sunrise, and watch the meteor shower tomorrowwwww.&lt;br /&gt;like, ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, she's gonna see the &lt;u&gt;sunset&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, she's gonna see the &lt;u&gt;sunrise&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, she's gonna watch a &lt;u&gt;METEOR SHOWER&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;fourthly, it's at &lt;u&gt;east coast park!!&lt;/u&gt; :O&lt;br /&gt;too bad its too late and i can't possibly stay overnight just like that. ahhh ):&lt;br /&gt;it's like 80% of my dreams combined into one night!&lt;br /&gt;lucky blaaaaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been abit crazy, confused, touchy, oversensitive, etc etc the past few days. i can't even believee myself. tonight i am determined to revert to my cheerful self yay :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2885189168604461957?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2885189168604461957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2885189168604461957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2885189168604461957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2885189168604461957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/ohmygodd-look-at-this-look-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2635480561330264328</id><published>2007-10-16T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:22:27.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the holidays are coming and...&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i'm terrified. :/&lt;br /&gt;i'm already bored to tears and i can't imagine not even having school to keep me occupied! well i guess i'd have work. and highfive! yay :D&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod please help me survive through the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i should stop thinking about it first because i need to mug for o's.&lt;br /&gt;and exercise to lose weight before FAM.&lt;br /&gt;(or else.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw thank you cat for the kitkat! (omg it rhymes) :D&lt;br /&gt;oh and,&lt;br /&gt;jasmine quick quick find a nice job for us during the hols ;D&lt;br /&gt;and highfivers i miss you alll we should start a project soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo.&lt;br /&gt;- mug for chinese o-levels (14 MORE DAYS!!)&lt;br /&gt;- organise and tidy up bio field notebook&lt;br /&gt;- geog groupwork&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2635480561330264328?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2635480561330264328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2635480561330264328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2635480561330264328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2635480561330264328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/holidays-are-coming-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-1031583362180515658</id><published>2007-10-16T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:43:49.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry, am in no mood to blog right now.&lt;br /&gt;will update when i'm happier.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise all i can churn out is a horrible emo post that will only complicate matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-1031583362180515658?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/1031583362180515658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=1031583362180515658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1031583362180515658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/1031583362180515658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry-am-in-no-mood-to-blog-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-989276358443484067</id><published>2007-10-07T17:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T17:40:09.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bio fieldtrip notebook. (due week 6)&lt;br /&gt;2. 'whale rider' reflections (due ?)&lt;br /&gt;3. cultural landscape report  (no. 2 and 3 i koped from blaws' blog i have completely no idea what they are.) (due ?)&lt;br /&gt;4. my own fairy tale (due thursday)&lt;br /&gt;5. the countless chinese compos that i owe ms huang (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess they're due week 6, except for the fairy tale?&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOOOOOW. &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: ms tan is very very sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v385/blawsie/childrensday.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(koped from blaws)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tan wrote that on the whiteboard and left two boxes of cadbury chocolates for us. yum (: THANK YOU MS TAN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sidenote: 402 ROCKS YAY &lt;3 could totally feel the class spirit during netball carn. and the class lunch after that! (LETTER OF COMMENDATION HEEHEE :D) yay I LOVE 402 :D&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun squeezing up onto bus 190 as a class. hope the other passengers weren't too :O by the swarm of rg girls in orange tees and dark blue culottes ;D&lt;br /&gt;haha went to walk around ps with sarah after that. walked for a few hours, and i believe we covered the whole area ;D there's this really cool scrapbooking store that we really couldn't bear to get out of (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sidenote: I WANT HIGHFIVE BATCH '07 PROJECT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another sidenote: A BIG THANK YOU to all who've asked about my injured toe! :D it's feeling muchh better alr. i can walk while thinking about something else besides walking now. :D and i can run (shuffle quickly)! :O hopefully i wont have to cab home anymore its freaking expensive :/ SORRY EVELYN SURIPTO for not being able to attend your birthday celebrationn ): i'd make up for it with a nice card &lt;u&gt;with an envelope!&lt;/u&gt; haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay UMMM.&lt;br /&gt;should go do something constructive now bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-989276358443484067?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/989276358443484067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=989276358443484067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/989276358443484067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/989276358443484067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6738357273996343650</id><published>2007-10-07T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:14:01.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/pjMkp5SPLs/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/pjMkp5SPLs/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 a.m. and the rain is falling&lt;br /&gt;Here we are at the crossroads once again&lt;br /&gt;You're telling me you're so confused&lt;br /&gt;You can't make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;Is this meant to be&lt;br /&gt;You're asking me&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;But only love can say - try again or walk away&lt;br /&gt;But I believe for you and me&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine one day&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just play my part&lt;br /&gt;And pray you'll have a change of heart&lt;br /&gt;But I can't make you see it through&lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your arms as the dawn is breaking&lt;br /&gt;Face to face and a thousand miles apart&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best to make you see&lt;br /&gt;There's hope beyond the pain&lt;br /&gt;If we give enough, if we learn to trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know if I could find the words&lt;br /&gt;To touch you deep inside&lt;br /&gt;You'd give our dream just one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this be our last good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;That's something only love can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with this song playing in my head and it reminded me of those peaceful nights i'd spend in the car listening to this song while my mom drove the whole family somewhere/home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw it finally rained at simei today!&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg it hasn't rained in AGEES.&lt;br /&gt;i was hoping the rain would last till at least tomorrow but guess what. its stopped alr. -.-&lt;br /&gt;please pelase please rain again. thank you very much. will appreciate it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6738357273996343650?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6738357273996343650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6738357273996343650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6738357273996343650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6738357273996343650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/2.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-790116576752564422</id><published>2007-10-07T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T11:54:19.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's a new pon and zi comic! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/59.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-790116576752564422?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/790116576752564422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=790116576752564422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/790116576752564422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/790116576752564422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/theres-new-pon-and-zi-comic-d-awww.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2348819520562656778</id><published>2007-10-07T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T02:03:24.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-size:11px;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics/details/1980"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.pyzam.com/graphics/sayingsquotes/MJZ351.gif" alt="Once In a While..." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/graphics"&gt;Free Graphics&lt;/a&gt; at pYzam.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prettyyyy (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2348819520562656778?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2348819520562656778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2348819520562656778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2348819520562656778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2348819520562656778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-free-graphics-at-pyzam.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5741336396853968183</id><published>2007-10-01T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:20:12.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some adorable bumper stickers i koped off facebook! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0266/2702/Quote1bwhitelowquality_thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0289/6042/heart_eyeye_thumb_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0264/2232/kitty_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0277/9762/bollitos_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0287/6512/rainy_days_make_flowers_thumb_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0278/0552/heart_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0268/1052/aa6cb52724li3-1_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0271/4842/Hope_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0280/1392/heart8xl_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0278/2112/awww_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0284/1792/01AwcAXzJz-rYAAAABAAAAAAAAAAA__thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0271/0772/i93272953_39882_7_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0290/3772/z8721818_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0269/9962/womenlove_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0283/7002/aa1_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0291/7162/julia_roberts_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0271/5342/z77369257_thumb_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0271/0632/n599135384_851433_3772_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0290/2832/love_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0226/0642/don_t_fall_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0080/7662/th_thnotshort_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0226/6732/dr_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0000/1022/Saying_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0243/2212/n775020462_997379_3734_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0053/7512/aboy_thumb_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0229/4542/pop_thumb.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0174/6672/MJZ1148_thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0039/6662/end_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0217/7262/paynomind_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0241/3762/213105d6m75730vd_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0017/4562/icon_6_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. (:&lt;br /&gt;now id say i will mug math tomorrow. and really mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5741336396853968183?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5741336396853968183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5741336396853968183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5741336396853968183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5741336396853968183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-adorable-bumper-stickers-i-koped.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-6396432327264415560</id><published>2007-09-26T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:51:57.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather is so horribly HOT today :/ i wish it'd rain more at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading &lt;a href="http://virtualhug.wordpress.com" target="_blank"&gt;jia's blog&lt;/a&gt; is making me hungry haha (: now i feel like baking, too! sadly i'm too lazy to go get supplies. mm maybe during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/__aimless/" target="_blank"&gt;meli's blog&lt;/a&gt; has a new super long post and i just adore the dresses she put up. so prettyy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;so far my options schedule have denied me from going window shopping sigh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;JIAYOU TO ALL FOR EXAMS/PROMOS! :D&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and you! jiayou 你行的！ &lt;3 :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-6396432327264415560?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/6396432327264415560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=6396432327264415560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6396432327264415560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/6396432327264415560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/weather-is-so-horribly-hot-today-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-885749622585645248</id><published>2007-09-24T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:18:57.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZuCO2t7JQ-/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZuCO2t7JQ-/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEALS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.madman.com.au/images/wallpapers/wp_preview_272.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foster's home for imaginary friends is love &lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you were wondering 'why the sudden outburst?' i managed to catch an episode of foster's at 1230 on cartoon network while having lunch. its always been one of my favourite cartoons ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tribute to mac (the boy) and his imaginary friend bloo's friendship! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5HNBWz73Ogw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5HNBWz73Ogw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go organise stuff now ;D my laptop is crammed full of stuff that need to be cleared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-885749622585645248?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/885749622585645248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=885749622585645248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/885749622585645248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/885749622585645248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/squeals.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-952043523819496400</id><published>2007-09-22T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T22:51:28.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/q-7uxX6Cep/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/q-7uxX6Cep/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;am still very much in love with this song (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-952043523819496400?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/952043523819496400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=952043523819496400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/952043523819496400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/952043523819496400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/yay-am-still-very-much-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3081761736744168201</id><published>2007-09-22T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:25:12.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished reading the thief lord today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.spl.surrey.bc.ca/NR/rdonlyres/87F81ADB-3B42-4707-A009-DF1BD062107F/0/BookThiefLord.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't the cover so pretty :D&lt;br /&gt;its an international bestseller and after reading it i have no doubt about that title (:&lt;br /&gt;must go reeeead :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://als.lib.wi.us/EFPL/Thief%20Lord.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie poster! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with this song in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt; The Blower's Daughter - Damien Rice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/Nn7K1ddQJi/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/Nn7K1ddQJi/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="235" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go read environmental bio notes now. so much to read :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3081761736744168201?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3081761736744168201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3081761736744168201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3081761736744168201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3081761736744168201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-finished-reading-thief-lord-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4179061738828238588</id><published>2007-09-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:08:52.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/dscn6150copyjc7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my environmental biology group and thats my insect trap! :D&lt;br /&gt;going to bukit timah nature reserve next tuesday. better stock up on insect repellant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall revive this blog with a quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. the person who tagged you is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. the relation w him/her is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. 5 impressions you have of him/her:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hardworking&lt;br /&gt;2. capable&lt;br /&gt;3. trustworthy (:&lt;br /&gt;4. cute!&lt;br /&gt;5. _______ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. the most memorable thing he/she has done for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many to list haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. the most memorable words he/she has said to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, too many to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. if he/she becomes your lover, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. if he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. if he/she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't dare imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. if he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;refer to the answer to question 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. the most desirable thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be super supportive (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_, _, _, and hardworking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. how you think people around you will feel about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i look like a squirrel, a goldfish, and a few others i can't remember. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. the characteristic you love about yourself is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. i'm happy/positive most of the time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. the characteristic you hate about yourself is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can get horrible mood swings. and i'm quite a procrastinator. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. the most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the way i am, but i do think i need to be more hardworking -nods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. for people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you i really appreciate it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. pass this quiz to 11 people that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) meli&lt;br /&gt;2) blaws&lt;br /&gt;3) jia&lt;br /&gt;4) tungtung&lt;br /&gt;5) xiner&lt;br /&gt;6) shihua&lt;br /&gt;7) tag&lt;br /&gt;8) yingjie&lt;br /&gt;9) amanda(chin)&lt;br /&gt;10) simin&lt;br /&gt;11) bobo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is no.6[shihua] having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody. i think :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is no.9[amanda] a male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If no.7[tag] and 10[simin] are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooot really. :/ haha personality clash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is no.2[blaws] studying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes sleeping now but she was studying pharm chem just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When was the last time you had a chat with no.3[jia]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, yesterday! before we went off for options haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of music does no.8[yingjie] like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does no.1[meli] have any siblings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will you woo no.3[jia]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. firstly, she alr has AHEM AHEM ;) secondly, refer to answer of person who tagged me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about no.7[tag]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. my non-biological brother. incest man :/ and refer to answer of person who tagged me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is no.4 single[tungtung]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the surname of no.5[xiner]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pot! (guo1 ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's the hobby of no.4[tungtung]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um... watching anime! drawing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do no.5[xiner] and 9[amanda] get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have a senior-junior relationship. but i'm not sure mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where is no.2[blaws] studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rg 402 yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say something casual about no.1[meli]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor girl is currently sick GET WELL SOON &lt;3 must eat moree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for no.8[yingjie]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, am perfectly straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where does no.9[amanda] live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toa payoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What colour does no.4[tungtung] like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silver! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are no.5[xiner] and 1[meli] best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sort of! they're um...i think they have a mother-daughter relationship. or was it sister-sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does no.7[tag] like no.2[blaws]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they don't knoow each other. but i know many others like no.2 ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How did you get to know no.2[blaws]?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tablemate! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Does no.1[meli] have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is no.7[tag] the sexiest person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i'd just pretend this question is non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall go sleep or something bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4179061738828238588?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4179061738828238588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4179061738828238588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4179061738828238588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4179061738828238588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/thats-my-environmental-biology-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3259678672919310815</id><published>2007-09-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:43:50.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikSbgw_YFao"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ikSbgw_YFao" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow it cheered it up when i wasn't in one of my best moods just now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its that sweet and innocent voice.&lt;br /&gt;french is indeed a romantic language (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need to control myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3259678672919310815?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3259678672919310815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3259678672919310815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3259678672919310815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3259678672919310815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/somehow-it-cheered-it-up-when-i-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8495150169042381565</id><published>2007-09-14T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:29:06.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo. i really hope to switch to lj soon cos i'm getting sick of blogger and my blog layout :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too sleepy i'd blog another time. (sorry meli!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8495150169042381565?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8495150169042381565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8495150169042381565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8495150169042381565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8495150169042381565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-645728786093907062</id><published>2007-09-07T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:16:22.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for those who have watched 我左眼见到鬼, &lt;a href="http://www.31tt.com/MusicList/5302.htm" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; to listen to the songs! :D&lt;br /&gt;(works in ie only though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who haven't watched it... go listen anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. its in cantonese. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dover park event day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;then its grad night yay:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't find my sims 2 game. &lt;br /&gt;and i can't remember if i'd lent it to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;did i? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to panic for math. &lt;br /&gt;im off to study bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-645728786093907062?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/645728786093907062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=645728786093907062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/645728786093907062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/645728786093907062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/for-those-who-have-watched-click-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-2097448836060517627</id><published>2007-09-06T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T17:22:24.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.shamrocking.com/index2.html" target="_blank"&gt;a super cute website! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, its not cute in a sense that it's full of fluffy bunnies with big, shiny eyes.&lt;br /&gt;click and you'd see why ;D&lt;br /&gt;(try looking at their fonts page)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.clearchinese.com/resources/fonts.htm" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s a page for chinese fonts in case anybody needs them(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tungtung went for a walk in pasir ris park and i feel like going too. i miss the sea): but i have highfive matters to tend to. well, at least i enjoy making powerpoint presentations. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-2097448836060517627?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/2097448836060517627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=2097448836060517627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2097448836060517627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/2097448836060517627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/super-cute-website-and-no-its-not-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8107104417497705601</id><published>2007-09-05T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:05:30.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0tHMTHYRVbs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0tHMTHYRVbs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super sweet voiceeees :D &lt;br /&gt;(and the girl is very chio haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8107104417497705601?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8107104417497705601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8107104417497705601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8107104417497705601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8107104417497705601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/super-sweet-voiceeees-d-and-girl-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3134864393392201417</id><published>2007-09-05T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:22:05.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zedge.net/themes/163756/ratatouille-theme/?myap=2-1-1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/desktopscreen.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/rating.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days, 5 star rating (6 votes), 200 downloads! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish math test were not next week ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3134864393392201417?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3134864393392201417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3134864393392201417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3134864393392201417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3134864393392201417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/3-days-5-star-rating-6-votes-200.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-5788371625565210906</id><published>2007-09-05T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:56:06.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so  DIFFICULT to try and do math in the afternoon! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ouch i hurt my elbow on the edge of my table)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i smell somebody frying potatoes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i want to play sims 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(how the hell do you do this question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm itching for something to eat. -munches on grapes. thoughts drift to the packet of prawn crackers in the kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ew. was that a rotten grape i just ate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(darn. the grapes are making me hungrier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maybe i should just give up studying in the afternoon and study later at night -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lj layouts are very complicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im going to figure them out anyway (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'd create a community of free lj layouts! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-5788371625565210906?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/5788371625565210906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=5788371625565210906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5788371625565210906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/5788371625565210906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-so-difficult-to-try-and-do-math-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-9186462355960551780</id><published>2007-09-04T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:24:14.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/u6VHl7nB1q/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/u6VHl7nB1q/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very very nice song you must go listennnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, its from a very very nice movie, RATATOUILLEEEE &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks blaws for sending it to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;koped lyrics and translation from blaws' blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les rêves des amoureux sont comm'(e) le bon vin&lt;br /&gt;Ils donn(ent) de la joie ou bien du chagrin&lt;br /&gt;Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux&lt;br /&gt;Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux&lt;br /&gt;Car rien n'est gratuit dans la vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'espoir est un plat bien trop vite consommé&lt;br /&gt;A sauter les repas je suis habitué&lt;br /&gt;Un voleur solitaire est triste à nourrir&lt;br /&gt;A un jeu si amer je n'peux réussir&lt;br /&gt;Car rien n'est gratuit dans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vie... Jamais on ne me dira&lt;br /&gt;Que la course aux étoiles; ça n'est pas pour moi&lt;br /&gt;Laissez moi vous émerveiller et prendre mon en vol&lt;br /&gt;Nous allons en fin nous régaler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La fêt(e) va enfin commencer&lt;br /&gt;Sortez les bouteilles; finis les ennuis&lt;br /&gt;Je dresse la table, de ma nouvell(e) vie&lt;br /&gt;Je suis heureux à l'idée de ce nouveau destin&lt;br /&gt;Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin&lt;br /&gt;Le festin est sur mon chemin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin&lt;br /&gt;Le festin est sur mon chemin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;TRANSLATION&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are to lovers as wine is to friends&lt;br /&gt;Carried through lifetimes, (and) spilled now and then&lt;br /&gt;I am driven by hunger, so saddened to be&lt;br /&gt;Thieving in darkness; I know you're not pleased&lt;br /&gt;But nothing worth eating is free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is a banquet impatiently downed&lt;br /&gt;Impossibly full, now I'll probably drown&lt;br /&gt;Many thieves' lives are lonely with one mouth to feed&lt;br /&gt;If giving means taking, I'll never succeed&lt;br /&gt;For nothing worth stealing is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free at last; won't be undersold&lt;br /&gt;Surviving isn't living; won't eat what I'm told&lt;br /&gt;Let me free, I'll astonish you; I'm planning to fly&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this party just pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banquet is now underway, so...&lt;br /&gt;Bring out the bottles; a new tale has spun&lt;br /&gt;In clearing this table, my new life's begun&lt;br /&gt;I am nervous, excited; (oh) just read the marquee!&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime of hiding; I'm suddenly free!&lt;br /&gt;My dinner is waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lifetime of hiding; I'm suddenly free!&lt;br /&gt;My dinner is waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;i feeeel like watching it again! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a wonderful lunch at Fig &amp; Olive at vivo today :D mr ganesh's treat!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MR GANESH :D&lt;br /&gt;good food makes me happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't in a math mood today so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/doll-1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really like her outfit (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/doll2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes prettyyyy beyond words okay :O&lt;br /&gt;(and yes she's the same model just with different clothes and shoes and earrings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i should go sleep nights (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-9186462355960551780?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/9186462355960551780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=9186462355960551780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/9186462355960551780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/9186462355960551780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-very-very-nice-song-you-must-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-4721850679592920532</id><published>2007-09-04T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T02:35:29.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/IfKVy34cov/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/IfKVy34cov/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to look away&lt;br /&gt;When you dont have much to say&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you just that way&lt;br /&gt;To hear you stumble when you speak&lt;br /&gt;Or see you walk with two left feet&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you're mad cuz you lost a game&lt;br /&gt;Forget im waitin in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cuz thats when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothin you do could change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more i learn&lt;br /&gt;The more i love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When i love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you turn to hide your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the movie it madeyo u cry&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you i love you a lil more each time&lt;br /&gt;And when you cant quite match your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Or when you laugh at your own jokes&lt;br /&gt;That's when i love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you forget that we had a date&lt;br /&gt;Or that look that you get when u show up late&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you&lt;br /&gt;I love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my promise made tonight&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me for life&lt;br /&gt;Cuz thats when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothin you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more i learn the more i love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i love you i love you no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when i love you&lt;br /&gt;When nothin baby&lt;br /&gt;Nothin you do can change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The more i learn&lt;br /&gt;The more i love&lt;br /&gt;The more my heart cant get enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thats when i love you when i love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day finishing the book relic. and its really good (: should start on the sequel soon.&lt;br /&gt;should start on math soon too :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. whee im very happyyy 87 people have downloaded my ratatouille theme! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end off abruptly byebye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. meet &lt;a href="http://shanalogic.com/item.php?item_id=1051&amp;category_id=55" target="_blank"&gt;Marshy&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shanalogic.com/item.php?item_id=1051&amp;category_id=55" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/1297_cuddly_marsh_full.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU THINK MARSHY IS SUPER CUTE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at the material its made of. beautiful silky furry fleece! :O&lt;br /&gt;and it has vintage crystal buttons for eyes! :O&lt;br /&gt;its limited edition with a removable heart ornament! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay enough. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-4721850679592920532?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/4721850679592920532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=4721850679592920532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4721850679592920532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/4721850679592920532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-you-have-to-look-away-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-3879693110129083726</id><published>2007-09-02T20:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:22:07.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched 我左眼见到鬼 again today :D its really really touching, and the songs are very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.playyy.com/search.asp?keyword=%CE%D2%D7%F3%D1%DB%BC%FB%B5%BD%B9%ED" target="_blank"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to listen to the soundtrack! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my very first sony ericsson theme today. guess what its based on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nwiizone.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/Ratatouille-wii-boxart.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats right, its based on RATATOUILLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zedge.net/themes/163756/ratatouille-theme/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/desktopscreen.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for interested sony ericsson users, click on the thumbnail above to download :D theme was made for K610i users (and other similar phone users) as well as ratatouille lovers yay &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;replies to tags!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eve: wah you all went kbox? never tell me! haha(: still going not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darling god-daughter: soon soon very soon:D im typing this in lj haha then i'd copy the whole chunk of text over to blogger. i like the typing interface (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god-husband: :O it ain't my fault!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jonneo: hellooo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fei: haha congrats! :D i just dumped all my notes into a pile in the corner of my room. here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v185/icyii/DSC00085_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingjie: yingjieee i miss your blog ): cheer up kay its the holidays yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat: haha its okaaaaay la just bring it on monday with something extra to make up for your mistake hahaha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-3879693110129083726?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/3879693110129083726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=3879693110129083726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3879693110129083726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/3879693110129083726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/09/watched-again-today-d-its-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38857044.post-8554454530528146237</id><published>2007-08-30T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:07:07.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>call me a weird/crazy/whatever person, but i think im happier with exams than without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the exams gone i'm suddenly plunged into cold, dark emptiness. whats this, a phobia of a stress-free life? i havent felt like this in aaaages, and definitely not during the exam period. sure, i was stressed, lethargic, and tired during the exam period. but i was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that im actually typing all this reflects what the sudden lack of stress does to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby promise myself that:&lt;br /&gt;1. i will do work. i will mug hard for math (and philo), and i will read lots and lots and improve my english and chinese standard.&lt;br /&gt;2. i will not get emotional. ever, ever again. ever, ever, ever.&lt;br /&gt;3. to pack my daily schedules so i wont have time to let my thoughts wander or think negative thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's agenda!&lt;br /&gt;1. revise techniques of differentiation and integration&lt;br /&gt;2. read my book (:&lt;br /&gt;3. watch the 9pm show&lt;br /&gt;4. ORGANISE BIO LOG :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically survive on stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? i feel happier already. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38857044-8554454530528146237?l=l-enchante.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/feeds/8554454530528146237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38857044&amp;postID=8554454530528146237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8554454530528146237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38857044/posts/default/8554454530528146237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://l-enchante.blogspot.com/2007/08/call-me-weirdcrazywhatever-person-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lydia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15621218136235697949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FPNgzbBKtGY/TaQ0L5YPk6I/AAAAAAAAABk/X6MmhmjWEDw/s220/M%2526Ms.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
