<?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-35590407</id><updated>2012-01-29T23:43:26.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-9180998997411337810</id><published>2012-01-28T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T12:41:37.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First times</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my first times included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving a red packet from a non chinese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having lou hei with colleagues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating lou hei with cups and fork!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finishing my internship :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, my first times include:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Msia with Rey's family and friends!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fire crackers, fireworks (WOOOHOOOO)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like a road trip, but with people that I don't know. Heck it anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-9180998997411337810?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/9180998997411337810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/9180998997411337810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/9180998997411337810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-times.html' title='First times'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2412243386829326485</id><published>2012-01-23T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:12:33.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How far will you go to see your sister's family get together and have a proper reunion dinner?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though she isn't a good cook, though she might be stingy at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though sometimes I find her unbearable, unreasonable and cannot tolerate her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are days where I feel like shutting her up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sometimes, I don't understand what's she thinking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, this CNY, I saw a different side of her. Yes, she is still on the same level of irritatingness, but I could see her own reasoning. Her own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can finally say I've learnt something from her. Even though the reunion dinner didn't go too well last night, I could see her happiness in doing something for her late sister, and also the appreciation from them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0DsCWhKkq0/Txz6PT4tTXI/AAAAAAAANQo/JltB-fYJ5pk/s1600/1327298470366-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0DsCWhKkq0/Txz6PT4tTXI/AAAAAAAANQo/JltB-fYJ5pk/s400/1327298470366-horz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have an enjoyable CNY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2412243386829326485?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2412243386829326485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/relations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2412243386829326485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2412243386829326485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/relations.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0DsCWhKkq0/Txz6PT4tTXI/AAAAAAAANQo/JltB-fYJ5pk/s72-c/1327298470366-horz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2297584049983659060</id><published>2012-01-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:29:14.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGFuBY1uclk/TxvWxKxoAtI/AAAAAAAANQg/Tf_MYVfy2dU/s1600/498518293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGFuBY1uclk/TxvWxKxoAtI/AAAAAAAANQg/Tf_MYVfy2dU/s640/498518293.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've missed you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2297584049983659060?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2297584049983659060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-missed-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2297584049983659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2297584049983659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-missed-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mGFuBY1uclk/TxvWxKxoAtI/AAAAAAAANQg/Tf_MYVfy2dU/s72-c/498518293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-6546398543892232788</id><published>2012-01-22T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:20:47.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/2021375_700b_v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/2021375_700b_v1.jpg" width="400" /&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/35590407-6546398543892232788?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/6546398543892232788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6546398543892232788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6546398543892232788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-738603649347310099</id><published>2012-01-20T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:15:29.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whuut</title><content type='html'>Torn between the two? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's an understatement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-738603649347310099?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/738603649347310099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/whuut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/738603649347310099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/738603649347310099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/whuut.html' title='Whuut'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-298222822503812725</id><published>2012-01-19T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:19:40.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A&lt;i&gt;: If you're in psychology, why are doing here? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-298222822503812725?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/298222822503812725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/298222822503812725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/298222822503812725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-5200811583452332720</id><published>2012-01-16T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T11:38:54.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;G:&lt;i&gt; Screw this place. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-5200811583452332720?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/5200811583452332720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/5200811583452332720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/5200811583452332720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/2.html' title='#2'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-8131636286885570314</id><published>2012-01-16T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T00:59:31.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVbegvyeJq4/TxMFhVDG1_I/AAAAAAAANQY/OM_z5_UG9Fk/s1600/IMAG0459+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVbegvyeJq4/TxMFhVDG1_I/AAAAAAAANQY/OM_z5_UG9Fk/s640/IMAG0459+%25282%2529.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;We are gonna go watch &lt;i&gt;The Illusionists&lt;/i&gt;! Yayyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend didn't make it to my favourites. So hectic. No, more than hectic, it's insane! Pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of rushing. But there's still so much undone. I'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, it's gonna be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;CNY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;End of internship &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FYP presentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Job seeking Michelle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And also all the small little things in between. Time ain't passing that slowly now eh? So much to do, so little time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-8131636286885570314?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/8131636286885570314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/8131636286885570314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/8131636286885570314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nVbegvyeJq4/TxMFhVDG1_I/AAAAAAAANQY/OM_z5_UG9Fk/s72-c/IMAG0459+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-8340834530024120401</id><published>2012-01-14T01:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T01:19:52.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;C&lt;i&gt;: You look like you haven't slept in days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-8340834530024120401?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/8340834530024120401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/8340834530024120401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/8340834530024120401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2287262176369414939</id><published>2012-01-14T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T00:28:58.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing star</title><content type='html'>I need a getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I got to just dump things as they are, and run away for a bit. Go somewhere alone. Away from the people, from the crowds, from the judgements. I need to stop whatever that I am thinking. These aren't positive thoughts. I wish I could just open up my head, tilt it a little, and empty every fucking thing that's inside. And these are the things that are bothering me. But it's not that easy and I can't do that, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's called a getaway cuz I'll be back again. Stronger and better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2287262176369414939?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2287262176369414939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/healing-star.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2287262176369414939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2287262176369414939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/healing-star.html' title='Healing star'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-7391526060835382663</id><published>2012-01-13T01:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:30:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday The 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now playing: Lifehouse - Undone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. My first sprained ankle of 2012. Y U NO LOOK WHERE YOU WALK? Just plain awesome that I can slip on water in my own house. Come to think of it, it's is pretty funny. HWAH. But yea, laughing at myself to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, managed to go down to school! And saw all the faces that I haven't seen in a long time. Sharing session was for nuts. Haha, but overall it was still nice seeing this bunch of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOMO7ZRBq0E/Tw8R4uDqgxI/AAAAAAAANQA/MFoTtrZyOw0/s1600/DSC01027.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOMO7ZRBq0E/Tw8R4uDqgxI/AAAAAAAANQA/MFoTtrZyOw0/s640/DSC01027.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also of course, the two most nonsense, uncouth, short but cute girls I have missed so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Um0fe3Fiydk/Tw8YbdfMVmI/AAAAAAAANQQ/Vk7xZDoTieo/s1600/DSC01015-horz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Um0fe3Fiydk/Tw8YbdfMVmI/AAAAAAAANQQ/Vk7xZDoTieo/s400/DSC01015-horz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to school tomorrow! I think I prefer schooling to working. I'm doomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday The 13th aye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-7391526060835382663?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/7391526060835382663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/7391526060835382663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/7391526060835382663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/friday-13th.html' title='Friday The 13th'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOMO7ZRBq0E/Tw8R4uDqgxI/AAAAAAAANQA/MFoTtrZyOw0/s72-c/DSC01027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-626970394474768676</id><published>2012-01-10T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T18:04:55.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/1664191_460s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/1664191_460s.jpg" width="400" /&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/35590407-626970394474768676?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/626970394474768676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/626970394474768676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/626970394474768676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/word.html' title='Word'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-6259903588712412903</id><published>2012-01-03T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:48:19.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now playing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Foster The People - Pumped Up Kicks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great start for 2012.&amp;nbsp; Seriously. I thought this would be a happy day out, and that I would be able to go back to work tomorrow with a good mood. But we all just came and fuck it all up. Angry words were flying across rooms again, saying things that weren't meant to be said. And we, as a family, started the new year like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why. Why is always about money. I do wish to go back to my younger days, where I was ignorant, happy as a lark. Money was never ever an issue for me to deal with. Everything was just happy go lucky. Why does it have to turn out to be such a huge issue in our family. I always reason with myself that it's cuz you're the sole breadwinner, you had to bring us up, you're busy with work, yah-dah, yah-dah. But sometimes my reasoning don't work or the things that I hear are too much for me to take in. I shouldn't mind, I shouldn't. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I have the best sister to make up for it. Took in my nonsense, faced my sulky face, told me the truth right in my face, blasted at me, yet still agreed to break her date and go out with me tomorrow night. What more can I ask for.&amp;nbsp; I should be thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, what's done is done. No way I can go back into time to undo whatever that was done. No crying over spilled milk, yes? Right. Even if I could go back in time, there's so much that I would want to undo in today itself that there's wouldn't be enough time. So, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 21st month, dearest. Terribly sorry about the phone call, just wasn't in the mood to talk. See you when I see you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-6259903588712412903?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/6259903588712412903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6259903588712412903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6259903588712412903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2012/01/better-run.html' title='Better run'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2261116908597160540</id><published>2011-12-29T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T01:11:05.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquakey people</title><content type='html'>Maybe I affect you a little too much. Well, yea, I do want to go out for a bit, have a few drinks, enjoy music, dance around, but hey, if you aren't enjoying it as much as I am, why should I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not depriving me of my fun. I can do this any time I want. I just got to have the effort and the time (as well as the will power to wake up the next morning). No worries about me. I've always been a home-body anyway. I can just stay at home and watch shows/movies, do my nails (teehee), rock out to my own music and shitz like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partying isn't really that important to me. Yea, for now I kinda want to go, but it's still a once in a while thing. And don't say you're getting too old for it, it's just the situation you are in now. I mean, it's impossible to enjoy anything at all with your condition. So please, I beg of you. Just take care of your knee (I'll name is RCK). Take care of RCK. You know that it's in regards with your health, and you can't just trade it your body for a new one, right? As cliché as it sounds, health is wealth. Yes, your sports history is pretty aggressive and all, landing you in hospitals and wheelchairs, but it's never too late to start taking care of yourself overall (not just RCK). As long as you make the effort, i'm sure it's do-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And personally, I feel that it's cuz you're not doing much sports now, that's why your body has the time and space to tell your mind how it's feeling. These physical feelings have been around since, like BMT? So it's accumulated and that's why you are feeling the effects. Give time. I'm sure your body will start to heal itself. Slowly, but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still support you in your decisions. I hope that what I said previously helped you, or set you thinking in the right way. Let me know about RCK kay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2261116908597160540?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2261116908597160540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/earthquakey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2261116908597160540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2261116908597160540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/earthquakey-people.html' title='Earthquakey people'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-3334338434070801207</id><published>2011-12-28T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:30:58.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>City lights</title><content type='html'>Maybe dresses aren't that bad after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just growing up. Right now, I just want to get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-3334338434070801207?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/3334338434070801207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/city-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/3334338434070801207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/3334338434070801207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/city-lights.html' title='City lights'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-4319399652226341424</id><published>2011-12-27T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:47:08.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/1282686_700b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/1282686_700b.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need one of these at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-4319399652226341424?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/4319399652226341424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/4319399652226341424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/4319399652226341424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-1838240112684698389</id><published>2011-12-25T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T12:11:30.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuletide</title><content type='html'>Have a Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed my Christmas eve, and enjoying my Christmas so far. Just gave out a huge present. And i mean huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your present okay? Don't forget me! And i want to play it too! May the Christmas of 2011 be a good one! And here's to more Christmas-es to come. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Merry Christmas! &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/35590407-1838240112684698389?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/1838240112684698389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/yuletide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1838240112684698389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1838240112684698389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/yuletide.html' title='Yuletide'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-5996658725879692632</id><published>2011-12-25T02:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T02:25:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're on time, you're doing your job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're early, it's part of your work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're late, you're FIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things are never recognised, bad things are always emphasized. Life's unfair, face it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-5996658725879692632?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/5996658725879692632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/5996658725879692632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/5996658725879692632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-1120527814670559729</id><published>2011-12-22T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T03:39:09.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagepromise</title><content type='html'>Hah. Every single time I come in here, first thought that comes to my mind: "Teenagepromise? Seriously?"&lt;br /&gt;Reason being: Am I still a teenager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Every. Single. Time. Maybe I should change it. Come to think of it, teenagepromise is like, 4 years old? Has all the memories of my childish pre-teenhood to angst filled teenhood. From the time that facebook wasn't thaaat popular to now that even five year olds have facebook. (I just got asked for my facebook by a five, six year old girl?) And they go around adding people they don't know. Oh well, I guess it's what we ALL go through. Young days, young days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember vividly how I got to teenagepromise. Usual scenario of looking for a blog link that was unique and basically 'cool', like there will be a 'wahhhh' reaction from others. Was into Fall Out Boy at that period at time and felt that their lyrics were hmm, meaningful? I know rightttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the idea came from FOB's 'Hum Hallelujah'. There was this phrase, 'teenage vow in a parking lot'. And yes, replaced the word 'vow' with 'promise'. Tadahhh! Then from there, it became the blogspot for a few years. Until i got lazy. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm back. I think. I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-1120527814670559729?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/1120527814670559729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/teenagepromise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1120527814670559729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1120527814670559729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/teenagepromise.html' title='Teenagepromise'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2537227979061524484</id><published>2011-12-19T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T02:18:23.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Design</title><content type='html'>Still unhappy about the blogskin. Grrrr. Well, till i have the time to design a new one. Or at least attempt to do one. This week was pretty, hmm.. fast-paced? Thinking back, a bit of things happened here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Christmas! All i want for Christmas is to finish up my fyp. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2537227979061524484?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2537227979061524484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/design.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2537227979061524484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2537227979061524484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/design.html' title='Design'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-4498832771583039310</id><published>2011-12-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:11:07.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter vs. Lord Of The Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpcXrDzg5do/Tu4CWmNvRAI/AAAAAAAANPI/RH9TIX1bydY/s1600/tumblr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpcXrDzg5do/Tu4CWmNvRAI/AAAAAAAANPI/RH9TIX1bydY/s1600/tumblr.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;See? Not much difference after all. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-4498832771583039310?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/4498832771583039310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/harry-potter-vs-lord-of-rings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/4498832771583039310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/4498832771583039310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/harry-potter-vs-lord-of-rings.html' title='Harry Potter vs. Lord Of The Rings'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UpcXrDzg5do/Tu4CWmNvRAI/AAAAAAAANPI/RH9TIX1bydY/s72-c/tumblr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-1334676646690551350</id><published>2011-12-14T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:16:09.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJf-zyh2p5Q/Tud4K_EWp6I/AAAAAAAANPA/gk8Q9ZsSZxQ/s1600/lips+locked+down.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJf-zyh2p5Q/Tud4K_EWp6I/AAAAAAAANPA/gk8Q9ZsSZxQ/s400/lips+locked+down.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-1334676646690551350?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/1334676646690551350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/hush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1334676646690551350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/1334676646690551350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/hush.html' title='Hush'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EJf-zyh2p5Q/Tud4K_EWp6I/AAAAAAAANPA/gk8Q9ZsSZxQ/s72-c/lips+locked+down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-2355762469827910432</id><published>2011-12-12T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:00:08.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody out there?</title><content type='html'>My love is finally back! Wasn't gone for a very long time, but many many things have happened majorly during the period while you were away. Affected me a little too much i would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back and hope to see you tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're all that i want and all that i needed&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-2355762469827910432?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/2355762469827910432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/anybody-out-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2355762469827910432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/2355762469827910432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/anybody-out-there.html' title='Anybody out there?'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35590407.post-6273277225916989378</id><published>2011-12-11T04:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:45:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New(born) again</title><content type='html'>Well, hello you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm apparently back to the humble beginnings of blogging. This URL has been mine since 2008? Previously my URL was some kickass childish one which was doggieslover-mic. Hey, it's taken by some weird dude alright. I guess that was in 2007, and i was in Secondary 2/3? Boy oh boy, how long has it been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, jumping back on to the bandwagon of blogging. Reading my 600 over posts from my younger days made me reflect on a lot of things. I typed like a retard. Literally. And i blogged every day. Every. Single. Day. Whuuuut?&lt;br /&gt;It seemed like i had all the time in the world then. Days were spent doing things that made me happy. Time wasn't exactly spent the way it should be. Kinda took my family for granted as well. Old friends went, new friends came. Particularly this guy whom i was still friends with at that period of time. (You know who you are *winks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at a younger me through my current eyes, yes, i've really grown up. A lot. Or maybe i just keep my childish antics to myself. However, i did realise that blogging in those days made me a calmer person, made me happier. Writing always had that effect on me, which i'm glad for. Reading does that too. Words are just alluring to me. Thinking of them, forming them up, making sentences, writing/typing how i really feel. Maybe, subconsciously, my childhood dream of being an author still lingers.. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing might just be what i need and what the doctor, aka me, called for. So hello once again, teenagepromise.blogspot.com!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35590407-6273277225916989378?l=teenagepromise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/feeds/6273277225916989378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/newborn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6273277225916989378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35590407/posts/default/6273277225916989378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagepromise.blogspot.com/2011/12/newborn.html' title='New(born) again'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14219776873869536981</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
