<?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-8439142</id><updated>2011-10-11T21:20:29.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>live life</title><subtitle type='html'>gEttiN 2 kNow aLL aBt U.... :P</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4626305188557124257</id><published>2011-08-15T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T07:36:01.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godly man</title><content type='html'>do not settle for less than God's best for u...man breathing on this planet who can handle scrutiny and be found "worth waiting for."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4626305188557124257?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4626305188557124257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4626305188557124257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/godly-man.html' title='Godly man'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1116543362922956183</id><published>2011-08-15T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T00:50:54.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>better to have loved and lost than never to have loved before</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YASOLL78r3E&amp;playnext=1&amp;list=PL1ACE76D1DF024F95&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1116543362922956183?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1116543362922956183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1116543362922956183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than.html' title='better to have loved and lost than never to have loved before'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3475969846325784263</id><published>2011-08-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:47:08.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>advice taken</title><content type='html'>Your heart isn't something to take lightly. If you cherish your feelings, don't allow others to take your kindness for granted. You deserve respect and love. Settling for less only assures heartache down the road. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3475969846325784263?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3475969846325784263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3475969846325784263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/advice-taken.html' title='advice taken'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-5327660565332944942</id><published>2011-08-14T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:38:51.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 yrs old</title><content type='html'>i miss the me b4 i met u. what have i done. does it still hurts. i wouldnt admit it. no. i wan erase it all away. yes. cant. failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-5327660565332944942?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5327660565332944942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5327660565332944942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/26-yrs-old.html' title='26 yrs old'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4205906531601975238</id><published>2011-08-08T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T23:20:54.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>august once again...</title><content type='html'>u told me i didnt wan u.but in reality is u didnt wan me.dun pretend u noe me.u dun.U dun noe anything abt me.no inkling at all.get a life man.i dun like being noti.not one bit. I wan be nice but u wan me noti. I dun hate u.serious.tired of u in my mind.get out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4205906531601975238?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4205906531601975238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4205906531601975238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-once-again.html' title='august once again...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7980514159257012761</id><published>2011-05-01T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T08:16:48.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i thinking?</title><content type='html'>the past me knows that i'll be like this and so deleted his no...the present me hates the past me for deleting his no...yet the future me will thank the past me and scold the present me because he dun care. Sianx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7980514159257012761?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7980514159257012761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7980514159257012761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-am-i-thinking.html' title='what am i thinking?'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-5645132154363619446</id><published>2011-03-25T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T04:25:45.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when unsure about how to proceed, stop...</title><content type='html'>Be still.&lt;br /&gt;Enter into the silence. &lt;br /&gt;Allow mind to cease its restless thinking. &lt;br /&gt;Wait. &lt;br /&gt;Let the answer come in its time.&lt;br /&gt;Its ok.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-5645132154363619446?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5645132154363619446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5645132154363619446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-unsure-about-how-to-proceed-stop.html' title='when unsure about how to proceed, stop...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-868750226478532105</id><published>2011-03-12T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T08:01:17.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>natural disasters</title><content type='html'>its too devastating for words...saw the videos and reports...lives ended in a split second...so many so many so many...all the cars and vehicles floating around like toy cars but they're real....as real as the flesh on our bones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in times like this...i tend to ask why? why such pain and loss?? why ....... &lt;br /&gt;even when i know there wouldnt be an answer coz God allows it to happen and it just the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl born,...ppl dies.... the cycle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God have mercy on us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinners saved by grace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there be not too much weepings and gnashing of teeths..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let there be peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the helplessness of it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only God can help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who created all things...He will take care of all things...according to His sovereign will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-868750226478532105?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/868750226478532105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/868750226478532105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/natural-disasters.html' title='natural disasters'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3817668500761484050</id><published>2011-03-05T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T06:54:25.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to love or to be loved</title><content type='html'>lots of pple tell me to just accept ppl that loves me even though i might not feel the same way back....better to be loved than to love... but... i only got one life... i dont wanna spend it with someone that loves me a great deal and i cant love back... so i choose to love even the unlovables coz...although it'll hurt...hurt real bad...but at least i feel...instead of immune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me why serious...why dont try...why so straight..why one minute can be fun and playful, then next min become emo... how to answer??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can one answer why the leaves are green...ok...because of chlorophyll...then why is chlorophyll green? or maybe why the world is round? why do we breath? why do we have a head instead of two heads? why do we have flesh and blood? why cant we all be robots? lolz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of whys cant be answered....can never be answered...they're just the way they are....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has all the answers and we need not fret... one day, everyone will die but hope its not before knowing the One Almighty that created all things...know that He's always around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers to never-ending Questions will not matter so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz God is there...He takes care of all things and meant them all for good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand so many many things...maybe i dont need to understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trusting and obeying Him as a child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt that alot more less of a headache and life's easier to bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans try to control...try try try.... but fail to realise nothing's in our control...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all....God has full control over all things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad to see earthquakes, tsuanamis, tornados, accidents,fights that all ends in deaths of of so many lives so precious.... so helpless... so grievious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs... but one day, all will be alright...coz no matter what...we'll still die...doesnt mean dont think means wouldnt happen... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, everyone will die... but difference will depend on whether u made good use of the one life God gave u and make it worthwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however small in this big big world.... God sees...He will bless...according to His will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3817668500761484050?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3817668500761484050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3817668500761484050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-love-or-to-be-loved.html' title='to love or to be loved'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6116098508133005543</id><published>2011-02-22T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T05:10:59.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love's fragile.</title><content type='html'>Most ppl wouldnt know its love even if it hits them in the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some scared..some unsure...some think think think until they lose what belongs to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's way of showing love to ppl and how we interact in love is so special and unique among individuals...&lt;br /&gt;dont blame if another dont love in the same way...&lt;br /&gt;dont fret if love is not reciprocated...&lt;br /&gt;dont cry if love's lost...&lt;br /&gt;coz there are different kinds of love in this world...&lt;br /&gt;love of frenz...love of brotherhood or sisterhood...love of childlikeness..love of life itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever or whenever u choose to love...however it might be...dont ever fake it...&lt;br /&gt;coz that'll be too sad...&lt;br /&gt;to make it all a lie...&lt;br /&gt;when life's so short and all u do is just act..&lt;br /&gt;feel the real thing so that life lived is worthwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be true...are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The quickest way to find love is to give love. If you want it too badly, you will not find it. The most secure way to keep love is to give it space and care to grow. If you hold it too tightly, you will lose it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, if u give it too much space and no care... u lose it just as well,....&lt;br /&gt;no one knows whats on another mind until its spoken out...&lt;br /&gt;and it takes a real connection to read in between the lines and noe that "get out of my life" sometimes means "dont ever get out of my life" ... its a plea more than a command...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, but if there's no connection, then all's lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forced love or mind games arent loving the person...&lt;br /&gt;its torture...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes if u love the person,u need to let him go...&lt;br /&gt;if its better for him that way or if thats the way he chooses..let it be..&lt;br /&gt;wish him well..someday might meet again...or might never ever meet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being serious doesnt mean the fun's lost ... it could mean more fun in security...comfort to know that there's no goodabye...whether things work out fine anot...u still have each other to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust to do whatever with the person w/o fear... obey the person to know that he'll only wan the best for u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else matters quite as much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgives each mistakes...big or small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;understands each other real well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;able to not lie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz lies breaks everything...lies spoils everything...lies are not loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth am i ranting about...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs...one day, i will meet the one for me...pray that God let him find me before this life ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i still believe in fairytales...however much that everyone else seems to think not possible...no way...ya rite...wait long long also dont have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then let me lie cold in the coffin still believing that fairytales do exist in real life and its just that my story's a blank...clean white sheet of paper..ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a special plan for each and every pple so...i'll take what God gives me each day...coz God loves us...much more much more much more... than our puny minds can take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world so big... too many ppl scares me sometimes.. yet dunno y i enjoy dancing with alot of ppl...weirdo siah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not crazy....im just being me...&lt;br /&gt;and i have my own way of loving too..&lt;br /&gt;u just need to decipher the code and voila,...u have it.&lt;br /&gt;the answer is not difficult..&lt;br /&gt;if u're meant for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6116098508133005543?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6116098508133005543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6116098508133005543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/loves-fragile.html' title='love&apos;s fragile.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3627820921007837138</id><published>2011-02-18T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T19:14:01.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its gonna be a fun nite tonight</title><content type='html'>so mani mani pple in the world...meeting someone new will bring a new learning point in my life...i lurve interacting wif pple and just chilling out... as long as they're cool... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can click...clicked..&lt;br /&gt;cannot click...too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes feel i kinda have split personalities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one good gal and one noti gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends on who wins the battle within..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet both nice and nasty girls are me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe everyone has good and bad sides to themselves too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just depends on which side they wanna show to different ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirror effect..who's the me im staring at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the timid gal of the past...but this stranger with eyes so fiery..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3627820921007837138?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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haf met u but i did...tink i shouldnt haf told u anything but i did...tink i shouldnt have like u...but i did...tink i shouldnt have miss u but i did... dance...ur dance is not my dance...u dance w/o music...&lt;br /&gt;tink i should forget u but i didnt...&lt;br /&gt;sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are all my thoughts contradicting my actions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closed chapter of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only my brain can be more obedient to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i can erase...rub all the memories away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat an apple and go to zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1296578237724027921?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1296578237724027921'/><link 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nicely or if not dont speak.. i do not stand for sarcastic remarks...dont point fingers at a stick in another's eye while there's a pole in urs... everyone has moods and likes or dislikes... Sianx... I everytime dont wan quarrel doesnt mean i'm ok with things... I just dont like conflicts thats why choose to give in or just leave...that doesnt mean u can boss over me each time... i am not the perfect good girl and i do have my moods so dont go poking me...just because u wanna... Geez... I am not ur puppet... Say i dont listen then i must listen....say i dont do this or that then i must do them...say i this i that...pls...learn to look at urself before u sarcastically poke at ppl... Arrgh...everytime keep quiet because dont wan quarrel but i tink i might go mad keep trying to please someone ... Geez.. I need a break. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8363224189997001687?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8363224189997001687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8363224189997001687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/breath-in-breath-out.html' title='*breath in breath out'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4149474468515785431</id><published>2011-02-07T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T07:11:24.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone makes mistakes...just need to find the one that forgives u for them.</title><content type='html'>When you love conditionally, you have to keep deciding if the other is worthy of your love. You can never let go of your guard enough to be content. Why not decide once and for all, and love once and for all. And be content. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4149474468515785431?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4149474468515785431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4149474468515785431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/everyone-makes-mistakesjust-need-to.html' title='everyone makes mistakes...just need to find the one that forgives u for them.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8212270450611055804</id><published>2011-02-06T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T04:52:13.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheers...</title><content type='html'>Even when you feel physically alone, know that you are surrounded by divine love. Like God, love is not visible, but that does not mean it is not there. You are loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8212270450611055804?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8212270450611055804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8212270450611055804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheers.html' title='cheers...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3318929837546960876</id><published>2011-02-05T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T02:20:32.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its abt time.</title><content type='html'>Relationships grounded in mutual love, trust, caring and forgiveness. In all the ups and all the downs of life. Look closely, - who is really your family, and who in truth are just strangers in for the ride?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3318929837546960876?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3318929837546960876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3318929837546960876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-abt-time.html' title='its abt time.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7787902153948693845</id><published>2011-01-30T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:25:35.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-pet phrases-</title><content type='html'>i like to start asking by saying ... "u noe ah..something something something.." and then my frenz will tease me and say " i dunnoe le"...hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my pet phrase changed to ... i dunno... i dunno... i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, i dont really know alot of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haru haru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things now on my mind..cant share w ppl around me...wat happen to the gal that can tok alot and tell everyone wat happens to her life freely..??? sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeping everything inside...feels suffocating..yet alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only the person also the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7787902153948693845?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7787902153948693845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7787902153948693845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/pet-phrases.html' title='-pet phrases-'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1452602161773391580</id><published>2011-01-30T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T06:09:14.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>what dont kill u only serves to make u stronger...&lt;br /&gt;how true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do love rainY daYs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snuggled up in bed with hot cocoa n a book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so comfy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking too much makes a person's head aches like mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so better not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being too serious makes things dull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haru haru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all things will fall into place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to fret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1452602161773391580?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1452602161773391580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1452602161773391580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7401774637329116788</id><published>2011-01-29T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T06:37:26.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's never a joke....that i want to believe.</title><content type='html'>some day...everything will be alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just live each day thankfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for God still give me each breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i breathe no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7401774637329116788?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7401774637329116788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7401774637329116788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifes-never-jokethat-i-want-to-believe.html' title='life&apos;s never a joke....that i want to believe.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6846647291800656501</id><published>2011-01-27T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:44:22.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2ne1: Let's Go Party Lyrics with English translation</title><content type='html'>ROMANIZATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let's Go Party*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Areumdaun i bami neowa nareul bureul ttae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Nega neomu geuriun oneul gateun naren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL] Oneureun girlfriend deulgwa&lt;br /&gt;Cheoeum club ganeun nal gaseum seolleeo&lt;br /&gt;Beolsseo yeodeorp beonjjae oseul ipgo&lt;br /&gt;Yeoreo beon meoril bitgo&lt;br /&gt;Geoulman bogo isseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bom] Ajikdo manheun sigani namatjiman&lt;br /&gt;Nan apseo mwol geuri seolleneunji&lt;br /&gt;Geokjeong ban gidae ban mangseorijiman&lt;br /&gt;Nan ara that it's on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Areumdaun i bami neowa nareul bureul ttae&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Nega neomu geuriun oneul gateun naren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] Now let your body work it&lt;br /&gt;Du pareul beollyeo nareul gamssa anabwa&lt;br /&gt;I sunganeul jababwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Gaseumeul yeoreo neoui mameul boyeobwa&lt;br /&gt;Jigeum dangjang show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] yYeogiseo meomchujima&lt;br /&gt;But seodureujima&lt;br /&gt;Take it slow rideume matgyeo&lt;br /&gt;Boseokbodan han songi jangmikkot&lt;br /&gt;Kkotbodan hwanhan misoga nal umjigindago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Ajikdo manheun sigani namatjiman&lt;br /&gt;Nan apseo wae iri seolleneunji&lt;br /&gt;Geokjeong ban gidae ban mangseorijiman&lt;br /&gt;Nan ara that it's on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Areumdaun i bami neowa nareul bureul ttae&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Nega neomu geuriun oneul gateun naren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Gaseumeul yeoreo neoui mameul boyeobwa&lt;br /&gt;Jigeum dangjang show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bom] Amumaldo hajima imi junbidoen ibyeori uril bangigetji&lt;br /&gt;Nan geudaeui gaseum sok gipi nama tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight tonight tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight tonight tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Areumdaun i bami neowa nareul bureul ttae&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;Nega neomu geuriun oneul gateun naren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] Now let your body work it&lt;br /&gt;Du pareul beollyeo nareul gamssa anabwa&lt;br /&gt;I sunganeul jababwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Gaseumeul yeoreo neoui mameul boyeobwa&lt;br /&gt;Jigeum dangjang show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRANSLATIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Let's Go Party*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party!&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;When this beautiful night calls you and I&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;On the days like today where I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL]Today's the first day&lt;br /&gt;Going to a club with girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;My heart's fluttering&lt;br /&gt;It's already the 8th time I've changed my clothes&lt;br /&gt;I brushed my hair several times&lt;br /&gt;And I'm only looking at the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bom] There's still a lot of time left&lt;br /&gt;But what was I so nervous about?&lt;br /&gt;I'm half worried, half excited&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it's on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;When this beautiful night calls you and I&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;On the days like today where I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] Now let your body work it&lt;br /&gt;Spread your arms, hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart, show me your feelings&lt;br /&gt;Right now, show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] Don't stop here&lt;br /&gt;But don't speed up&lt;br /&gt;Take it slow, follow the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;Rather than jewels, a bouquet of roses&lt;br /&gt;Rather than flowers, I'm moved by a bright smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] There's still a lot of time left&lt;br /&gt;But what was I so nervous about?&lt;br /&gt;I'm half worried, half excited&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it's on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;When this beautiful night calls you and I&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;On the days like today where I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart, show me your feelings&lt;br /&gt;Right now, show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bom] Don't say a thing, the farewell we prepared for will be glad to see us&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving a deep impression in your heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight tonight tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tonight tonight tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CL+Bom] Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;When this beautiful night calls you and I&lt;br /&gt;Let's go party, now work that body&lt;br /&gt;On the days like today where I miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Minji] Now let your body work it&lt;br /&gt;Spread your arms, hold me&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dara] Now let my body work it&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart, show me your feelings&lt;br /&gt;Right now, show me a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDITS TO YGLADIES&lt;br /&gt;Korean lyrics: Mnet, Cyworld&lt;br /&gt;Romanization: thelapan &amp; happy virus &amp; geemix&lt;br /&gt;Translations: GEE &amp; *lyrynne* &amp; happy virus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6846647291800656501?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6846647291800656501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6846647291800656501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/2ne1-lets-go-party-lyrics-with-english.html' title='2ne1: Let&apos;s Go Party Lyrics with English translation'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8531091315515098374</id><published>2011-01-26T09:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:09:23.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>roses are meaningful but they're not my fav...its the babybreaths beside it.</title><content type='html'>Meaning of Color of Roses: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Red Sincere Love &amp; Respect, Courage &amp; Passion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send red roses to convey the message of your passionate love for that someone; saying "I love you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pink Grace and Gentility, the rose of sweet thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send deep pink roses to show your appreciation &amp; gratitude; saying "Thank you" Send light pink roses to convey admiration and sympathy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yellow In the Victorian times, yellow roses meant jealousy. But today, they signify friendship, joy, gladness and freedom, the promise of a new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send yellow roses to brighten up someone's day; to congratulate your friends and loved ones during Joyous occasions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- White Spiritual love &amp; Purity, the rose of confession, the bridal rose; "You are heavenly", "I am worthy of you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commonly used as traditional bridal bouquet during weddings to symbolize a happy love. You can nevertheless use them to convey the message of "You are heavenly, I miss you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lavender Love at first sight and enchantment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send lavender roses of course, to convey the message of your "love at first sight" with that special someone. You can nevertheless also send them if you would like to make a special impression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Orange Passionate desire, pure enthusiasm and fascination &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excellent choice for a new relationship that you wish to pursue further. It can nevertheless also be referring to a new business partnership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning of Number of Roses: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1 Rose Love at the first sight; you are the one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 2 Roses Mutual love between both, deeply in love with one another &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Roses I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 6 Roses I wanna be yours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 7 Roses I'm infatuated with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 9 Roses An Eternal love, together as long as we live &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 10 Roses You are perfect &lt;br /&gt;- 11 Roses You are my treasured one; the one I love most in my life &lt;br /&gt;- 12 Roses Be my steady &lt;br /&gt;- 13 Roses Secret Admirer &lt;br /&gt;- 15 Roses I am truly sorry, please forgive me &lt;br /&gt;- 20 Roses Believe me, I am sincere towards you &lt;br /&gt;- 21 Roses I am devoted to you &lt;br /&gt;- 24 Roses Can't stop thinking about you, 24 hours everyday &lt;br /&gt;- 33 Roses Saying "I love you" with great affection &lt;br /&gt;- 36 Roses I will remember our romantic moments &lt;br /&gt;- 40 Roses My love for you is genuine &lt;br /&gt;- 50 Roses Regretless love, this is &lt;br /&gt;- 99 Roses I will love you for as long as I live &lt;br /&gt;- 100 Roses Harmoniously together in a century; remaining devoted as couple till ripe-old age &lt;br /&gt;- 101 Roses You are my one and only love &lt;br /&gt;- 108 Roses Please marry me! &lt;br /&gt;- 365 Roses Can't stop thinking about you, each and everyday &lt;br /&gt;- 999 Roses Everlasting and Eternal love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you know the true meaning of roses, you won't go wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8531091315515098374?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8531091315515098374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8531091315515098374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/roses-are-meaningful-but-theyre-not-my.html' title='roses are meaningful but they&apos;re not my fav...its the babybreaths beside it.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-195445524806617146</id><published>2011-01-26T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T09:03:06.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely note</title><content type='html'>When a GIRL is quiet ... &lt;br /&gt;millions of things are running in her mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL is not arguing ... &lt;br /&gt;she is thinking deeply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions ... &lt;br /&gt;she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When a GIRL answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... &lt;br /&gt;she is not at all fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL stares at you she is wondering why you are lying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL lays on your chest .. &lt;br /&gt;she is wishing for you to be hers forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL wants to see you everyday... &lt;br /&gt;she wants to be pampered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a GIRL says ' I love you ' .. she means it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When a GIRL says ' I miss you ' .... &lt;br /&gt;no one in this world can miss you more than that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person ....&lt;br /&gt; Find a guy .. who calls you beautiful instead of hot.&lt;br /&gt; who calls you back when you hang up on him. &lt;br /&gt;who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Wait for the guy who ... kisses your forehead. &lt;br /&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. &lt;br /&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends. &lt;br /&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you &lt;br /&gt;and how lucky he is to have you. &lt;br /&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to say hi to a beautiful girl today. I HOPE I MAKE YOU smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-195445524806617146?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/195445524806617146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/195445524806617146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/lovely-note.html' title='lovely note'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3179986592130524738</id><published>2011-01-25T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T04:19:49.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing and Dancing Uplifts the Soul</title><content type='html'>u picked the best of times to drop the worst of lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those lies so make me cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocksure about being unsure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we undefine..we uninstall..we tear down walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lose like artists who rise and fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;win like losers knowing the scores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing all the flaws and yet wanting it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our finishing line drawn in childish scrawl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- adapted from my wallet from wallet shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3179986592130524738?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3179986592130524738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3179986592130524738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/singing-and-dancing-uplifts-soul.html' title='Singing and Dancing Uplifts the Soul'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-35208751832690665</id><published>2011-01-24T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:57:57.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God...</title><content type='html'>for the rain...for the sunshine...for the tears...for the laughter...for the flowers...for the leaves...for the birds..for the squirrels...for the clouds...for the wind...for the passion...for the peace...for the light...for the dark...for the good as well as the bad...for the life He gave...as well as for the rest that death will surely bring one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of all, thank God for His love so true. And never changes...never dies.. And will never leave me all alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-35208751832690665?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/35208751832690665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/35208751832690665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/thank-god.html' title='thank God...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8193988400940957055</id><published>2011-01-24T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:50:18.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing or something</title><content type='html'>life's so fragile...why cant love the person we wanna love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why so hard and complex? why so scary and doubtful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why like..dont like...then like..then dont like... *headaches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a tendency to hurt ppl with my tongue coz i cant keep the words in...when i need to say...i'll just blurt out thoughtlessly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa times, i just storm off before more hurtful words were hurled by me but apparently, just leaving w/o listening to the other party is just as rude and as hurtful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrgh..&lt;br /&gt;different lives,different thinkings,different different yet...still same one life wat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wish i can get some memory loss so i can move on siah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or else my brain just keep re-playing the scenes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did those things happen or was it all just a dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i meant nothing...or something.. wish i knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8193988400940957055?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8193988400940957055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8193988400940957055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/nothing-or-something.html' title='nothing or something'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8122787356768830625</id><published>2011-01-24T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T04:41:34.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighs...</title><content type='html'>i said good-bye... thinking that there'll be a closure to my heart..but why am i still the same? why am i so serious for? why cant i just forget it and move on? i also dunno... i saw the tears glistening in his eyes...or was i just thinking too much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not suitable not suitable not suitable...&lt;br /&gt;why still think think think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianx...wat the hell is wrong wif me? i also dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day by day...&lt;br /&gt;haru haru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g dragon's heartbreaker playing on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8122787356768830625?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8122787356768830625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8122787356768830625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/sighs.html' title='sighs...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4616497993482242630</id><published>2011-01-05T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:32:39.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What type of personality do you have?</title><content type='html'>http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test79.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4616497993482242630?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4616497993482242630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4616497993482242630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-type-of-personality-do-you-have.html' title='What type of personality do you have?'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8304302819475352699</id><published>2011-01-05T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:06:09.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the real me quiz</title><content type='html'>http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test81.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very serious person. You tend to be quiet and well behaved, and you don't have a great deal of self-confidence. You prefer to be alone rather than with friends and that could make you a little less interesting to certain types of guys. You are very attractive in an individual kind of way, and this means it can take people a little while to get to like you. &lt;br /&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend. &lt;br /&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm. &lt;br /&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right? &lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8304302819475352699?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8304302819475352699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8304302819475352699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/real-me-quiz.html' title='the real me quiz'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2427359552096939262</id><published>2011-01-05T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:40:46.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>get to know myself better quiz...</title><content type='html'>http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job. &lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear. &lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2427359552096939262?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2427359552096939262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2427359552096939262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2011/01/get-to-know-myself-better-quiz.html' title='get to know myself better quiz...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3864542430635762605</id><published>2010-11-04T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T01:30:01.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>top priorities on my mind-</title><content type='html'>sighs...can life be any more tiring? Its one thing to know the right thing to do but another thing to do it right... with so many temptations and pitholes in life...its a wonder that i'm still alive and kicking in this world.. Each and every person i meet is a lesson learnt...meant for everyone to be there for me and i'll be there for them but life's always out of control and ppl dont always stick around much..but thank God that i have true ppl in my life and those unfeeling and fake ppl will filter themselves out. One life one love one thought- to live it well. For the good of myself as well as ppl around me. Peace. xoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3864542430635762605?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3864542430635762605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3864542430635762605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-priorities-on-my-mind.html' title='top priorities on my mind-'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7226163112145998468</id><published>2010-08-31T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:05:41.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sianz to the max</title><content type='html'>the cough bug got me and refuses to let go....feel super irritated. thank God at least got 2 days mc or else i'll be dead...lolz..&lt;br /&gt;total 3days mc within a week...hope no more to come...&lt;br /&gt;why do ppl lose appetite when they fall ill but im the opposite?? no fair!!!&lt;br /&gt;sighs....tiredness...of everything...&lt;br /&gt;needs to zzz more to be up and going once again..&lt;br /&gt;lotsa lotsa things on my mind...&lt;br /&gt;wonder why i have to go and grow up and face all these shits...&lt;br /&gt;may the Lord help me..&lt;br /&gt;ta-ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7226163112145998468?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7226163112145998468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7226163112145998468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2010/08/sianz-to-max.html' title='sianz to the max'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-50377621767673869</id><published>2009-12-16T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T00:01:06.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current mood</title><content type='html'>fatigue clings like a leech...&lt;br /&gt;inertness looms like a cloud of dark storm...&lt;br /&gt;geez..dont ask me wat im talking abt...*blank*&lt;br /&gt;im getting kinda like a couch potato who kept saying want to get a life and move on...but in actual fact..kept still...not moving on at all...&lt;br /&gt;caught in own maze...turning round and round...&lt;br /&gt;huddle in a corner...&lt;br /&gt;procastinating girl...&lt;br /&gt;quit talking and start doing...&lt;br /&gt;boy oh boy...&lt;br /&gt;im getting frustrated with ownself...&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-50377621767673869?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/50377621767673869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/50377621767673869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/current-mood.html' title='current mood'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7983515591907282865</id><published>2009-10-22T08:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T08:45:56.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiNigirL's circles!</title><content type='html'>What happens if a person's circle of frenz gets too big? U'll start seeing circles and go giddy and dizzy and faints! Lolz.. So i believe that no matter how big ur circle of frenz might grow to become or how many circles of frenz u have.. There's always a few thats countable but secure in the core of ur circle..never lost..always there for u.. I thank God for my ForevergirlsFrenz that will never go MIA on me.. Ppl that are doomed to be stucked with me for life..heehee.. Cheers! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7983515591907282865?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7983515591907282865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7983515591907282865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/tinigirls-circles.html' title='tiNigirL&apos;s circles!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4052010662461213941</id><published>2009-10-21T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:39:47.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evanescence - My Immortal Lyrics</title><content type='html'>I'm so tired of being here &lt;br /&gt;Suppressed by all my childish fears &lt;br /&gt;And if you have to leave &lt;br /&gt;I wish that you would just leave &lt;br /&gt;'Cause your presence still lingers here &lt;br /&gt;And it won't leave me alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal &lt;br /&gt;This pain is just too real &lt;br /&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears &lt;br /&gt;When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears &lt;br /&gt;And I held your hand through all of these years &lt;br /&gt;But you still have &lt;br /&gt;All of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to captivate me &lt;br /&gt;By your resonating life &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm bound by the life you've left behind &lt;br /&gt;Your face it haunts &lt;br /&gt;My once pleasant dreams &lt;br /&gt;Your voice it chased away &lt;br /&gt;All the sanity in me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone &lt;br /&gt;But though you're still with me &lt;br /&gt;I've been alone all along&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4052010662461213941?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4052010662461213941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4052010662461213941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/evanescence-my-immortal-lyrics.html' title='Evanescence - My Immortal Lyrics'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6480960989739202076</id><published>2009-10-14T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:14:23.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Present Future</title><content type='html'>nowadays, griefs and helplessness are all around..although being in sg, no earthquakes,no tsunamis,no death of loved ones..yet,somewhere out there,lotsa lotsa ppl are feeling the unspeakable pain and hopelessness.. signs that God say will come to pass and there shall be gnashing of teeths..its hard not to feel and cry at the devastating fact.. we're only humans..created by God..we cant question Him anything because His Way is higher than our ways and His Thought is higher than our thoughts..just like heaven is above earth..but one comfort we can claim..nothing ever happens out of God's control..He's always there whenever good or bad happens..He giveth the rainbow after rain..one day, He will wipe the tears away..one day, He will come and there shall be no more evil and no more pain.. GOD is there in the past as well as is here in the present..man may pass away but God is always there..may the Lord lead us into the unknown future and keep all of us safe and sound..not physically only but most impt,spiritually safe in God's refuge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6480960989739202076?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6480960989739202076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6480960989739202076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/past-present-future.html' title='Past Present Future'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6572317660072403893</id><published>2009-10-13T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:46:17.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clumsy girl</title><content type='html'>Dunno wats up with me recently.. Trip trip and trip again.. Bruises appearing out of no where and bump bump and bump into ppl unknowingly.. Dunno how many pairs of shoes spoiled by my clumsiness..maybe its time to attend some "how to be less clumsy" courses.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6572317660072403893?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6572317660072403893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6572317660072403893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/clumsy-girl.html' title='Clumsy girl'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2059872108249509662</id><published>2009-10-12T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T03:28:27.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words and Actions</title><content type='html'>Ppl get to know u by ur words and actions..yet,what if u want to say something right but it comes out all wrong? Wat if u wanna do something right and yet it ended up all in a mess? Is it really better to just not say a thing and not do a thing if u dunno how to go about saying or doing it right? Undone actions and unspoken words...can lead to misunderstandings too..its not that i dont care..its just that i dunno how to care in the right way..*sighs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2059872108249509662?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2059872108249509662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2059872108249509662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-and-actions.html' title='Words and Actions'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-707675936856137834</id><published>2009-09-12T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:49:39.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>this year has been a busy year loaded with events,outings,weddings,meetings and etc..been fb-ing like addict so guess should start practising some self-control there..(ps-im fb-ing when i typed this.. oops!)&lt;br /&gt;mmmh..through all the ups and downs of this yr, i've realised that all things are never out of God's care..&lt;br /&gt;we just need to leave everything in God's beloved Hands and He will see us through life's journey.&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat,&lt;br /&gt;God is always there for ya all.cheers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-707675936856137834?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/707675936856137834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/707675936856137834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3814276020706369017</id><published>2008-12-25T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:25:52.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your Blessings!!</title><content type='html'>Truly God has blessed us with countless blessings and we need to count them out one by one...&lt;br /&gt;As the years go by and Christmas is here again... Let us praise our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ who is always the same...never changes...who's always there for us and blesses us each and every day.... May God's love,joy,peace and hope dwell richly in each and every hearts...&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Life.. through all of its joys and woes... we're all learning love...&lt;br /&gt;Learning to know that God is love... Learning to go back to the Shepherd...&lt;br /&gt;Like a lost sheep back to His fold... Safe and Sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus is still waiting....&lt;br /&gt;the Saviour is waiting to enter your hearts, why dont u let Him come in..&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing in this world to keep u apart...&lt;br /&gt;what is your answer to Him??&lt;br /&gt;Time after Time...He has waited before...&lt;br /&gt;And now, He is waiting again..&lt;br /&gt;to see if you're willing to open the door...&lt;br /&gt;O, how He wants to come in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Jesus come into your hearts to give u gifts that will last forever... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3814276020706369017?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3814276020706369017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3814276020706369017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count your Blessings!!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1310467858265577923</id><published>2008-10-23T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:51:01.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is it you?</title><content type='html'>I'm looking for a lover not a friend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who can be there when I need someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for someone who won't pretend&lt;br /&gt;Somebody not afraid to say the way they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can keep me real and who knows the way&lt;br /&gt;The way i like to have it My way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,&lt;br /&gt;Wants to share, shows he cares&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you're the one that I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me? (Could you be?)&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for someone to share my pain (Uh)&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can run to, who would stay with me when it rains&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can cry with through the night&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I can trust who's heart is right And I'm looking for someone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Someone who can keep me real and who know the way&lt;br /&gt;The way i like to have it my way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,Want to share, shows he cares&lt;br /&gt;Thinking you're the one that I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;Say that  you wouldnt&lt;br /&gt; Take for granted&lt;br /&gt;How much I care (How much I care)&lt;br /&gt;And appreciates that I'm there&lt;br /&gt;Someone who listens&lt;br /&gt;And someone I can call who isn't afraid of love to share&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;br /&gt;Is it you? is it you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one for me?&lt;br /&gt;Could you be the one I need?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1310467858265577923?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1310467858265577923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1310467858265577923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-looking-for-lover-not-friend.html' title='is it you?'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6864263533265228558</id><published>2008-09-04T18:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:04:19.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFc3BTzCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8Ets-QdeiDI/s1600-h/deathr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242336697111530530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFc3BTzCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8Ets-QdeiDI/s320/deathr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFYe5GRnI/AAAAAAAAADI/I3dyZ481fq8/s1600-h/deathrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242336621915162226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFYe5GRnI/AAAAAAAAADI/I3dyZ481fq8/s320/deathrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6864263533265228558?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6864263533265228558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6864263533265228558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/d-r.html' title='D R'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFc3BTzCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/8Ets-QdeiDI/s72-c/deathr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4210492197484697377</id><published>2008-09-04T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:02:56.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFK4Y65_I/AAAAAAAAADA/j0dOzLNReLo/s1600-h/deathra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242336388241352690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFK4Y65_I/AAAAAAAAADA/j0dOzLNReLo/s320/deathra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched this movie.. cried to see how devastating humanity could become.. a man's chance at a happy family with a good wifr and lovable baby girl destroyed by a crazy woman.. all the horror of killings... arrgh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4210492197484697377?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4210492197484697377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4210492197484697377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/09/death-race.html' title='Death Race'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SMCFK4Y65_I/AAAAAAAAADA/j0dOzLNReLo/s72-c/deathra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7041487883562434503</id><published>2008-04-25T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:18:15.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is The Day That The Lord Had Made.. Cheers!!</title><content type='html'>Cherish Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take each day as it comes,Life is stressful enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not look back and grieve over the past,&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not worry about the Future,&lt;br /&gt;For it has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as it is called Today,&lt;br /&gt;Cherish It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live each day as if it was your last day in this world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you will find each day worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! Live right for God is watching from above.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7041487883562434503?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7041487883562434503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7041487883562434503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-day-that-lord-had-made-cheers.html' title='This Is The Day That The Lord Had Made.. Cheers!!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8087987049711345053</id><published>2008-04-18T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:40.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAlxr7Dzd9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NpOtDAhPBbU/s1600-h/img_papa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190805044923168722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAlxr7Dzd9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NpOtDAhPBbU/s320/img_papa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8087987049711345053?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8087987049711345053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8087987049711345053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie.html' title='Movie -'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAlxr7Dzd9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/NpOtDAhPBbU/s72-c/img_papa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-891047445108097770</id><published>2008-04-15T22:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:40.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon- .?? :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWSP7Dzd8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XbCp3fWlwak/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189714947863705538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWSP7Dzd8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XbCp3fWlwak/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-891047445108097770?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/891047445108097770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/891047445108097770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-marathon-p.html' title='Movie Marathon- .?? :p'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWSP7Dzd8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/XbCp3fWlwak/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3810029900301986129</id><published>2008-04-15T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:40.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely Maybe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWR0bDzd7I/AAAAAAAAABs/OcLRDHPxRQk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189714475417302962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWR0bDzd7I/AAAAAAAAABs/OcLRDHPxRQk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3810029900301986129?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3810029900301986129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3810029900301986129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/04/definitely-maybe.html' title='Definitely Maybe'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/SAWR0bDzd7I/AAAAAAAAABs/OcLRDHPxRQk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3319179688109284623</id><published>2008-03-31T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:10:49.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiNi's liFe</title><content type='html'>going through the motions of life...wonder what God has in store for me.. Thank God for preserving our lives thus far...PraY that He teach me the way to go and what to do... Cheers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3319179688109284623?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3319179688109284623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3319179688109284623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/tinis-life.html' title='tiNi&apos;s liFe'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1309300355553189350</id><published>2008-03-31T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T02:27:11.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm With You lyrics</title><content type='html'>I'm Standing on a bridge&lt;br /&gt;I'm waitin in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I thought that you'd be here by now&lt;br /&gt;Theres nothing but the rain&lt;br /&gt;No footsteps on the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening but theres no sound&lt;br /&gt;Isn't anyone tryin to find me?&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody come take me home&lt;br /&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life&lt;br /&gt;Wont you take me by the hand take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who you are but I... I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;im looking for a place&lt;br /&gt;searching for a face&lt;br /&gt;is anybody here i know&lt;br /&gt;cause nothings going right&lt;br /&gt;and everythings a mess&lt;br /&gt;and no one likes to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Isn't anyone tryin to find me?&lt;br /&gt;Won't somebody come take me home&lt;br /&gt; It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life&lt;br /&gt;Wont you take me by the hand take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who you are but I... I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;oh why is everything so confusing&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just out of my mind yea yea yea`&lt;br /&gt;It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out this life&lt;br /&gt;Wont you take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere new I dont know who you are but I... I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who you are but I... I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who you are but I... I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm with you I'm with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1309300355553189350?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1309300355553189350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1309300355553189350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-with-you-lyrics.html' title='I&apos;m With You lyrics'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4180786556340164519</id><published>2008-03-25T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:40.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Marathon- hee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R-nUlSXdX6I/AAAAAAAAABc/_KnCczim7As/s1600-h/img_10000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181906583316946850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R-nUlSXdX6I/AAAAAAAAABc/_KnCczim7As/s320/img_10000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R-nUliXdX7I/AAAAAAAAABk/JUwSyyL3u1Q/s1600-h/img_stepup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181906587611914162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R-nUliXdX7I/AAAAAAAAABk/JUwSyyL3u1Q/s320/img_stepup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4180786556340164519?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4180786556340164519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4180786556340164519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/movie-marathon-hee.html' title='Movie Marathon- hee...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R-nUlSXdX6I/AAAAAAAAABc/_KnCczim7As/s72-c/img_10000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-877562657532622136</id><published>2008-03-19T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T02:26:13.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost my motorRazor handPhone.. :(</title><content type='html'>lost my hp today... left it at the posb atm near my workplace..gone back to find but no more leh.. kept telling myself its only material thing so nvm nvm but i've got a 2Gb memory card in it..got nearly 100 over videos and 300 over photos and so much private stuff in it... so many contacts too... ahh... boo hoo hoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many memories gone !! i took alot of photos with children,frenz,colleagues and family too.... all no more ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person who took my hp obviously has no intend to give it back cos he/she off my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i treasure those memories ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stupid of me to forget my hp and left it there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe God is teaching me not to hold material things of this world so dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, i've got so much stuffz in my hp.. it hurts to have them all gone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-877562657532622136?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/877562657532622136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/877562657532622136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost-my-motorrazor-handphone.html' title='lost my motorRazor handPhone.. :('/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1506284735516014441</id><published>2008-03-12T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:49:01.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENFJ - Extroverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging (Extroverted Feeling with Introverted Intuition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFJ_rel.html"&gt;http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFJ_rel.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1506284735516014441?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1506284735516014441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1506284735516014441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/enfj-extroverted-intuitive-feeling.html' title='ENFJ - Extroverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging (Extroverted Feeling with Introverted Intuition)'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3073977770806361635</id><published>2008-03-10T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:47:33.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>http://web.tickle.com/tests/lovetype/authorize/register.jsp?url=%2Ftests%2Flovetype%2Findex.jsp&amp;stay</title><content type='html'>Tini, your love personality type is ENFJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3-5% of the U.S. population possesses the combination of traits that make up this personality type.Being an ENFJ means that when it's time for someone to take charge, you'll usually step up to the plate. Your type possesses a balance of sensitivity and command that can make you an inspiring leader. You aren't one who's easily ruffled. In fact, you can maintain much more grace and calm than most people when faced with a crisis. In all kinds of tough situations, people can typically count on you to keep the peace. In relationships, you're known for giving your all and for needing others to do the same. Your kind is usually good about being careful with other people's feelings, treating people with gentility and respect. On the whole, ENFJs like you can have an exceptional ability to be in tune with other people's emotions and needs.&lt;br /&gt;Given your test results, Tickle's personality experts have determined your four most compatible matches when connecting with others. One of those four compatible types is an ISFP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3073977770806361635?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3073977770806361635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3073977770806361635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/httpwebticklecomtestslovetypeauthorizer.html' title='http://web.tickle.com/tests/lovetype/authorize/register.jsp?url=%2Ftests%2Flovetype%2Findex.jsp&amp;stay'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1884825207145876742</id><published>2008-03-05T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:25:57.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Scars (Stronger for Life)' by Corrinne May</title><content type='html'>I just want to run&lt;br /&gt;Just want to hide away&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes to your gaze&lt;br /&gt;Just want to leave&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to hear them say"You're no good at this"&lt;br /&gt;When the world swirls with naysayers&lt;br /&gt;Broken wings and torn pages&lt;br /&gt;The road ahead&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in my tears&lt;br /&gt;Break me open&lt;br /&gt;Tear me down&lt;br /&gt;Into pieces&lt;br /&gt;Broken crumbs&lt;br /&gt;On the ground&lt;br /&gt;You can mould and shape me&lt;br /&gt;In your image&lt;br /&gt;Breathe your life&lt;br /&gt;You know I need it&lt;br /&gt;Scars make us stronger for life&lt;br /&gt;Losing myself&lt;br /&gt;Gaining it back again&lt;br /&gt;Forging strength from weakness&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I'm meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Melting in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Let the world swirl with naysayers&lt;br /&gt;Pickled hearts and sour faces&lt;br /&gt;What is real is what I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;Cut awayAll within me&lt;br /&gt;That won't bear fruit&lt;br /&gt;Cut awayAll within me&lt;br /&gt;Scars make us stronger for life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1884825207145876742?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1884825207145876742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1884825207145876742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/03/scars-stronger-for-life-by-corrinne-may.html' title='&apos;Scars (Stronger for 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/&gt;Touch&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;Service&lt;br /&gt;Praises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this day be joyful for all my frenz outta there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-5920166904453085953?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5920166904453085953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/5920166904453085953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-happy-happy.html' title='Happy Happy Happy'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8375674642049763166</id><published>2008-02-13T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:50:58.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 love languages Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp"&gt;http://www.greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profile Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Score&lt;br /&gt;Love Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  Words of Affirmation&lt;br /&gt;5  Quality Time&lt;br /&gt;7  Receiving of Gifts&lt;br /&gt;5  Acts of Service&lt;br /&gt;6  Physical Touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to interpret your Profile Score:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your highest score indicates your primary love language. Your second highest score indicates your secondary lovelanguage. If two scores are identical, you are bilingual (you have two primary love languages). If the scores of yourprimary and your secondary language are close (for example, 10 &amp;amp; 9 respectfully), it indicates both are important toyou. Whatever a significant other does to express love in either of these languages will get emotional points with you.The highest possible score for any language is 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a clear picture of your primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages will explain much of your past behavior Think backover the past and ask yourself "What have I most often requested from significant others?" Chances are your answerwill lie within the scope of your primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages. You have been requesting that which would meetyour deepest need for emotional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8375674642049763166?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8375674642049763166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8375674642049763166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/5-love-languages-quiz.html' title='5 love languages Quiz'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8204780828094039917</id><published>2008-02-13T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:43.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love puzzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R7O0fo8uopI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IV015wRKhnA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166671653185168018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R7O0fo8uopI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IV015wRKhnA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8204780828094039917?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8204780828094039917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8204780828094039917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-puzzle.html' title='Love puzzle'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R7O0fo8uopI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IV015wRKhnA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2617458174965314846</id><published>2008-01-09T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:43.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R4WO9CPGLrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-PHSeID2Ll0/s1600-h/Greater+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153682527818755762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R4WO9CPGLrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-PHSeID2Ll0/s320/Greater+Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2617458174965314846?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2617458174965314846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2617458174965314846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2008/01/sweet-love.html' title='sweet LOVE'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R4WO9CPGLrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/-PHSeID2Ll0/s72-c/Greater+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8880043600932757467</id><published>2007-12-27T23:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:31:18.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas isnt Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Till it happen in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside you&lt;br /&gt;Is where Christmas really starts&lt;br /&gt;So give your heart to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You'll discover when you do&lt;br /&gt;That's Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Really Christmas&lt;br /&gt;For you.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8880043600932757467?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8880043600932757467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8880043600932757467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-5790101479476935386</id><published>2007-12-06T16:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:43.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R1iRFJ1_LeI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UFRwVaNmSOA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141018492371152354" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R1iQT51_LdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KySiedFbxpU/s320/tiNi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-955440111313388160?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/955440111313388160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/955440111313388160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='-----'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/R1iQT51_LdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KySiedFbxpU/s72-c/tiNi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7494061245561035932</id><published>2007-11-30T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T16:49:51.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CookieS</title><content type='html'>You scored 33.3%&lt;br /&gt;Sugar Cookie&lt;br /&gt;If sugar cookies are your passion (the more butter, the better), you are a sensual and fun-loving person. You like to keep your options open and sometimes have trouble making up your mind. But once you make a decision, you stick with it: there's no dithering. You appreciate simple things but you insist on the highest quality always -- the best clothing, top quality sheets and towels, etc. You share your passion for good things with a small circle of close friends and, in fact, can be quite shy around new people. But those who spend the time to get to know you love what they discover -- a passionate, fun woman with a lot to offer. And don't forget to submit your cookie in the &lt;a href="http://home.ivillage.com/mrsfields/0,,bdpk163t,00.html"&gt;Mrs. Fields &amp;amp; iVillage Search for the 30th Anniversary Cookie Contest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored 33.3%&lt;br /&gt;Mint Cookie&lt;br /&gt;You are cool, sophisticated and full of energy. If you were a magazine, you'd be The New Yorker. Your closet is filled with chic clothes, you enjoy wine with meals, and you like to try interesting new cuisines, go to arty movies and spend time with friends talking about "important" things. You like your life to be exciting; you're anything but boring! Your sharp wit and joie de vivre are the things your friends and loved ones most admire about you.&lt;br /&gt;You scored 33.3%&lt;br /&gt;Ginger Cookie&lt;br /&gt;Ginger cookie lovers are risk takers. You have a keen sense of adventure, whether that manifests as shooting white-water rapids or simply taking a turn in the road to see where it leads. You are curious, intelligent, funny and young at heart. You tend to like being the center of attention, and enjoy being surrounded by an admiring and willing audience. Good thing, too, because your fans are likely to stay by your side for a long time to come! Despite your entourage, you remain very independent minded. You and only you are in charge of your life, and you love it that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7494061245561035932?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7494061245561035932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7494061245561035932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/cookies.html' title='CookieS'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8082268270456088119</id><published>2007-11-14T00:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:43.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entangled web</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/Rzqvd5rYv3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HBATjVz-uQQ/s1600-h/entangled+web-+tiNi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132607653575966578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/Rzqvd5rYv3I/AAAAAAAAAAU/HBATjVz-uQQ/s320/entangled+web-+tiNi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this one- i anyhow draw de.. hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-466878069227743072</id><published>2007-11-14T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:55:44.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i use "paint" to draw a white-lined red heart on black background..then cut and paste into like this--- &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/Rzquu5rYv2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TAQqARx-XQQ/s1600-h/shattered+heart-+tiNi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132606846122114914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/Rzquu5rYv2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/TAQqARx-XQQ/s320/shattered+heart-+tiNi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-466878069227743072?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1020743287865494985</id><published>2007-11-11T01:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:38:26.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what must we do to have JOY?!</title><content type='html'>JESUS&lt;br /&gt;Others&lt;br /&gt;Yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to put the Lord 1st in ur life..&lt;br /&gt;-to put others 2nd..&lt;br /&gt;-to put yourself last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe because selfishness is gone and hence more joyful?&lt;br /&gt;the wall of pride is broken down so can see more things outta there so more joyful?&lt;br /&gt;like a child putting His Father 1st and being taken cared of.. joyful.&lt;br /&gt;cos nothing much to worry abt le coz all things in control by His Hands.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1020743287865494985?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1020743287865494985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1020743287865494985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-must-wan-do-to-have-joy.html' title='what must we do to have JOY?!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3541012916044780476</id><published>2007-11-11T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:23:24.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE AS I LOVED..GIVE AS I GAVE</title><content type='html'>when the Lord was speaking to the crowd&lt;br /&gt;a beggar came,who fell down before Christ and called out His Name&lt;br /&gt;the disciples quickly came,and they turned the man away&lt;br /&gt;till they saw the Lord's compassion and they heard the Saviour say-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love as I loved Give as I gave&lt;br /&gt;These are the people that i came to save&lt;br /&gt;Love as I loved and I will shine through&lt;br /&gt;Let others see My Love in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,my time was filled with vain and empty things.&lt;br /&gt;and i was so busy with all that life brings&lt;br /&gt;ppl crowded in my way&lt;br /&gt;and i pushed them all away&lt;br /&gt;they were just a senseless bother till i heard the Saviour say-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love as I loved Give as I gave&lt;br /&gt;These are the people that i came to save&lt;br /&gt;Love as I loved and I will shine through&lt;br /&gt;Let others see My Love in you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3541012916044780476?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3541012916044780476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3541012916044780476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-as-i-lovedgive-as-i-gave.html' title='LOVE AS I LOVED..GIVE AS I GAVE'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3078918615515378426</id><published>2007-11-11T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T01:05:09.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tots and stuffz</title><content type='html'>kinda hard to breath nowadays...feeling like a child trying to wear adult's shoes and the shoes kept causing me to trip and fall...pain..the shoes just doesnt fit...been wondering when i'll grow up enough to fit the shoes...&lt;br /&gt;God never gives too much for us to bear...ya?&lt;br /&gt;how to be pure when i'm so sinful?&lt;br /&gt;how to be good when i'm so bad?&lt;br /&gt;how to be happy when i'm so miserable?&lt;br /&gt;how to be independent when i'm so weak?&lt;br /&gt;how to love and care when i kept banging into hard unmovable walls?&lt;br /&gt;how to be true when i feel so fake?&lt;br /&gt;why am i here in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;what should i do to make bad things go away?&lt;br /&gt;why cant the evil and mean things just end and God will make things peaceable and good and white-clean and true and pure and happy and lovely and.......&lt;br /&gt;why does the questions never end?&lt;br /&gt;why does the doubts never cease..&lt;br /&gt;Truly we all need God..pray tat he'll lead and guide...&lt;br /&gt;tink i need Him desperately...clinging to the hope that he's coming again and all will be well.&lt;br /&gt;May God's Will be done..&lt;br /&gt;hope there's not too much weeping and gnashing of teeths...&lt;br /&gt;hope there's not too much regrets....&lt;br /&gt;hope there's not too much hopelessness...&lt;br /&gt;hope there's not too much ppl going to hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... Help Lord for i think i break into pieces if you're not there..&lt;br /&gt;i have no one but You.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------@&gt;----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3078918615515378426?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3078918615515378426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3078918615515378426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/11/tots-and-stuffz.html' title='tots and stuffz'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7819392103822604779</id><published>2007-08-28T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T22:07:59.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting Trip photos taken by meijun :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jaynelock/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/jaynelock/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7819392103822604779?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7819392103822604779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7819392103822604779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/08/genting-trip-photos-taken-by-meijun-p.html' title='Genting Trip photos taken by meijun :p'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4446074749766169774</id><published>2007-06-07T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:18:16.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 songs</title><content type='html'>God will make a way where there seems to be no way&lt;br /&gt;He works in ways we cannot see. He will make a way for me.&lt;br /&gt;He will be my guide, Hold me closely to His side.&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Strength for each new day.&lt;br /&gt;HE  will make a Way (X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never moves without purpose or plan&lt;br /&gt;when trying His servants or moulding a man&lt;br /&gt;Give Thanks to the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though your testings seems long&lt;br /&gt;In darkness, He giveth a song-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  rejoice in the L.ord&lt;br /&gt;He makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;He knowth the end of each path that i take&lt;br /&gt;for when i am tried and purified&lt;br /&gt;I shall come forth as gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4446074749766169774?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4446074749766169774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4446074749766169774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-songs.html' title='2 songs'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-547165884569546424</id><published>2007-06-04T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:01:41.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taKe a momenT</title><content type='html'>ever look at the sky and wonder abt things unknown??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever tot abt how wonderfully and intricately you're made...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever feel like God's grace is too much for you to bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever feel so so tiny in this big big world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's there always for you and me!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-547165884569546424?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/547165884569546424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/547165884569546424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-moment.html' title='taKe a momenT'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2650653200762434310</id><published>2007-05-18T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T22:27:39.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>driverS- Pls drive carefully.</title><content type='html'>while i was on bus 161 today.. at around 8am... at sengkang there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was observing ppl as usual... then i saw this malay lady pushing a pram with a little boy in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lady was waiting on the curb at the traffic junction to cross the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was looking at the little boy in the pram...this gold-coloured car suddenly U-turned and went up the curb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave me a fright because i tot the car is going to hit the pram..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God the pram is not in the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car didnt reverse when it went up the curb... which i feel the driver should...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, pls drive carefully and take care of other's safety..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHB576A"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2650653200762434310?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2650653200762434310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2650653200762434310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/drivers-pls-drive-carefully.html' title='driverS- Pls drive carefully.'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7074757830636445562</id><published>2007-05-07T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:48:27.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sPiDerMan 3</title><content type='html'>went to catch the movie wif mj n "turtle" hahah...&lt;br /&gt;go watch.. go watch.. i'm not going to spill any beans here so go watch it yourself...&lt;br /&gt;basically, it made me laugh so hard and kept me spellbound.. :p&lt;br /&gt;also made me cry... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go experience the movie yourself bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greater Love has no man than a man willing to lay down His life for others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aLways make the right choices in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord Jesus Christ Loves all of you so very much!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cares for  all of us wor... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7074757830636445562?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7074757830636445562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7074757830636445562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='sPiDerMan 3'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3232434084037287454</id><published>2007-05-02T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T22:29:43.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2th may 2007</title><content type='html'>met up with jiawei &amp; esther for dinner at causeway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shared a mixture of food like egg pratas(nice!),pattaya rice with the satay chickens(drooling..? lolx),carrot cakes(ok loh..) and spicy seafood mee tat tastes like mee goreng.. sedap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...following tat is desserts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went Gelare for ice creams..., shared the waffle tower(j.w's),strawberry paradise(mine!) and nuts abt chocolates(esther's)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really went "nuts" abt the chocolate ice cream... hahah... it's like bitter-sweet pure chocs... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... at the rate i'm eating.. will be a fat little pig soon... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta exercise!! Zzz... (-_-!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3232434084037287454?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3232434084037287454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3232434084037287454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/2th-may-2007.html' title='2th may 2007'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4865054045748776784</id><published>2007-05-01T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:07:44.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3o aPriL - 1sT maY night-OutInG</title><content type='html'>persons involved: mj,lockli,gary and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop; Minds cafe - games!! wow... fun fun fun.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd stop; icekimo - ate brownie with maccha+red bean ice cream... delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;                                   had a slightly tough time finding the location though.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd stop; supposed to be geylang's dim sums+ other food stuffs but too many ppl ah...&lt;br /&gt;                                no place to park the car so become tampines?!&lt;br /&gt;                                hahah..not very sure abt the location...&lt;br /&gt;                                tot i'm at changi village when i got off the car... :D \ate chicken wings,carrot cakes and satays, gotta play the "zhong ji mi ma" to finish off the satays ah...&lt;br /&gt;so fun and bloated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th stop; ChanGi AirPort!! lolx... we reach there at around 3-plus am i tink... so fun... can explore around... saw alot of ppl sleeping all over the place... took my macdonald breakfast at the airport!! :D  well...went home and ZZZ  around 7am... it was raining so kinda become wet... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'S all for now... @--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4865054045748776784?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4865054045748776784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4865054045748776784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/05/3o-april-1st-may-night-outing.html' title='3o aPriL - 1sT maY night-OutInG'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-8535971806522961987</id><published>2007-04-23T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:42:37.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taxi-</title><content type='html'>its so obvious tat some taxi uncles try to make more money by going big rounds...they even refused to listen to me when i direct them the right way... makes me so mad coz i'm already in a rush tats why take cab then they make me even late by going merry-go-rounds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think some is really dont know the way bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this uncle that i ask him to turn out the expressway at ave 2 but he didnt listen and turned out at ave 3 coz thats the way he always go... still.. he should have listen coz he wasted my time when i'm already going to be late le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda feel really bad and ashamed tat i rant at the uncle but i was so frustrated then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word of advice to taxi uncles... " pls listen to your passengers and even if they're wrong, its up to them to decide where to go since they're paying for the fare."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-8535971806522961987?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8535971806522961987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/8535971806522961987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/taxi.html' title='taxi-'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-7342598957635969626</id><published>2007-04-16T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:03:13.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus 161</title><content type='html'>today tot i'll miss my bus cos i was at the overhead bridge when i look down and saw my bus leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, THANK GOD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus driver dunno why saw me on the overhead bridge and waited for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so touched.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence... i got on the bus and was even early a bit for work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly thank God for His blessings... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-7342598957635969626?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7342598957635969626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/7342598957635969626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/bus-161.html' title='Bus 161'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1453921509199394807</id><published>2007-04-16T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:01:08.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K Dinner</title><content type='html'>yest. nite went for singing and buffet with my colleagues... angie,lihong,kath,josie and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the k dinner buffet's so nice!! got sushi,beef steaks,cheese cakes,ice creams,satay,doryfish,raw salmon...wah..so much more.... eat until burst de.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;net price: about $27.50 ... quite ok if you eat alot... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tats all for now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1453921509199394807?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1453921509199394807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1453921509199394807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/k-dinner.html' title='K Dinner'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2953511605792570267</id><published>2007-04-15T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T17:13:51.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for God's appointed time</title><content type='html'>I must have faith to wait... trusting... believing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can hardly breathe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fidget... not myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it meant to be... or not..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont wan to envy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving it all in God's Hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Loves Us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2953511605792570267?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2953511605792570267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2953511605792570267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/waiting-for-gods-appointed-time.html' title='Waiting for God&apos;s appointed time'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6096040647655956914</id><published>2007-04-15T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T17:05:52.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J K pratas</title><content type='html'>Part two !!  hahah... went with mj to eat again... :)  ate the plain prata and the mushroom+cheese prata... delicious!! :p think i going to be fat like a pig soon... hahah... the beancurd at the selegie beancurd shop nearby is not bad too... Go try it bah... Food Fest! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6096040647655956914?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6096040647655956914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6096040647655956914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/j-k-pratas.html' title='J K pratas'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-2730169248810938877</id><published>2007-04-15T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T17:02:06.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EURO at sengkang</title><content type='html'>played TOPGUN with mj and then Bumper cars with mj and gary... fun fun fun.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad the fun fair ended on 15 april... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-2730169248810938877?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2730169248810938877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/2730169248810938877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/euro-at-sengkang.html' title='EURO at sengkang'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4184528090432001812</id><published>2007-04-13T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:45:40.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan Kayu</title><content type='html'>yest., cheryl took me to jalan kayu for roti pratas... i ate banana prata and the paper prata...so much..hahah... the banana prata is soO SWEET... the paper prata is crispy one de... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{to go there from woodlands..take bus 168 then alight at seletar camp there to change to bus 86 to go jalan kayu...}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. next time i go will wan to try the original coz i was told tat it taste better plain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today later.. meeting a few frenz to go tiong bahru makan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah... Good Food Siah... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4184528090432001812?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4184528090432001812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4184528090432001812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/jalan-kayu.html' title='Jalan Kayu'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-6689541102185407009</id><published>2007-04-13T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T02:24:57.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Baci" chocolates</title><content type='html'>Shared a box of chocs with my colleagues today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw got this slip of paper inside the choc's wrapping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it says.. - Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage. - Leo Tzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite meaningful wor.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-6689541102185407009?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6689541102185407009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/6689541102185407009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/baci-chocolates.html' title='&quot;Baci&quot; chocolates'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-1959423171684002724</id><published>2007-04-11T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T23:05:12.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Hurt~</title><content type='html'>Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your faceYou told me how proud you were, but I walked awayIf only I knew what I know todayOoh, oohI would hold you in my armsI would take the pain awayThank you for all you've doneForgive all your mistakesThere's nothing I wouldn't doTo hear your voice againSometimes I wanna call youBut I know you won't be thereOhh I'm sorry for blaming youFor everything I just couldn't doAnd I've hurt myself by hurting youSome days I feel broke inside but I won't admitSometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I missAnd it's so hard to say goodbyeWhen it comes to this, ooohWould you tell me I was wrong?Would you help me understand?Are you looking down upon me?Are you proud of who I am?There's nothing I wouldn't doTo have just one more chanceTo look into your eyesAnd see you looking backOhh I'm sorry for blaming youFor everything I just couldn't doAnd I've hurt myself, ohhIf I had just one more dayI would tell you how much that I've missed youSince you've been awayOoh, it's dangerousIt's so out of lineTo try and turn back timeI'm sorry for blaming youFor everything I just couldn't doAnd I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-1959423171684002724?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1959423171684002724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/1959423171684002724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/hurt.html' title='~Hurt~'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-3042538821139058741</id><published>2007-04-11T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:58:46.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>creative(ness),positive(ness) ?!</title><content type='html'>hello?! \&lt;br /&gt;recently was pointed out by someone tat "creativeness" dont exist as an english word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was telling him tat he has no "creativeness" abt some topic we were saying and then he said it should be creativity..not creativeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i insisted.. got such a word and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk until i nearly believed tat i was wrong ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but later checked out tat there is such a word and i didnt anyhow make it up.. (tini's lang?! haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all guys out there who didnt know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls check your dictionaries... (make sure it's not out-dated k, :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-3042538821139058741?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3042538821139058741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/3042538821139058741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/creativenesspositiveness.html' title='creative(ness),positive(ness) ?!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-4570671798230630824</id><published>2007-04-11T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T22:50:45.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still around..not dead yet.. lolx</title><content type='html'>truly busy with my work..robotic soon...haha..&lt;br /&gt;thank God tat i still have a few breathtaking moments to enjoy.. &lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;still have the feeling of praying tat i dont exist cos its kinda hard to face each day with a smile with things happening all around...&lt;br /&gt;But i believe He doeth all things for His purpose and It is Good.. So let His Will be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hating myself for some tots i haf.. haha..not going to share with you so lay off k.. :p\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen a movie called the number 23 ... feel sad for the poor guy acted by jim carey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things is not within our control so we just have to Let God control ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know wat my future has in store for me.. feel kinda scared and helpless and freaked out of my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT i know who holds tomorrow so i dont have to worry abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord be with all of us till He comes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O weary heart(s), Be strong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-4570671798230630824?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4570671798230630824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/4570671798230630824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-still-aroundnot-dead-yet-lolx.html' title='i&apos;m still around..not dead yet.. lolx'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-116021623294592835</id><published>2006-10-07T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T03:17:12.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to Ed :</title><content type='html'>hey...came across lijin's blog and she wrote....." Hmm.. i really do not know what to say.. speechless? worried? burden? Recently, i came across New Creation Church through one of my colleagues. Heard about this church from the mouths of brothers and sisters before. Know that the teaching of this church is incorrect. Indeed, it is incorrect! Beware!!!Though apparently &amp; outwardly may seem similar to other churches (e.g doctrine, statement of faith) but the actual sermon is actually incorrect. The words used by the pastor is not hornourable. At first, I find it hard to distinguish because at certain part what the pastor said is right, but most of the times are all wrong. The sad thing is there are many people who has been deceived by the teachings and believe in what he says!My head spins.. Indeed, in the end times all these false teachings and prophets will arise and is just the beginning. I realised that there are alot of things that we true Christians need to do. May the Holy Spirit speaks to each one of us and may The Lord gives us strength and wisdom to fight against the evil powers and set those who are in darkness from their chains. I know that in the end it is the Lord who works in the person's heart. Let's pray that may man not just come to the knowledge of salvation, but be able to stand firm in faith and have spirit of discernment between the true teachings and false teachings.Let's all put on The Armor of God and get ready for the battle..."Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints. " Ephesians 6:11-18 ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...u attending the same church?! pls be alert...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-116021623294592835?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/116021623294592835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/116021623294592835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-ed.html' title='to Ed :'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-115874713109928992</id><published>2006-09-20T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T03:12:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>updates ?!</title><content type='html'>oNe wOrd tO descriBe hoW i feeL.....WEARY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont understand why cant the world be a simpler place?? why so complicated?! why cant ppl live peaceably and so all the pain and frustrations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant understand and dont wanna know why ppl are so skeptical and selfish..&lt;br /&gt;i'm selfish too by human nature and i'm trying my best to put aside my selfishness to let God use me to bring glory to Him...yet it's so hard....so very hard... i wanna protect my self from all the hurt and everything hurled at me.....&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be hard as a rock...have a solid shell to crouch under.. to shield me from wat the world wants to throw at me....i wanna heck care everything and just be a peaceable me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i should act.... just want to leave everything to God to guide me coz i'm getting weary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*but it goes against the way i am..to put mu human nature down...and let God's spirit take control of all i do....And when those trials come...my human nature shouts the thing to do...And God's soft prompting can be easily ignored..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ashamed...but thank God that He will always be there for us...till eternity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-115874713109928992?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/115874713109928992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/115874713109928992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/updates.html' title='updates ?!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114861869040789503</id><published>2006-05-25T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:44:50.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-korean restaurant-</title><content type='html'>....been working part-time at ko ryo jeong located at tanjong pagar.. abt 2-3mths le.... learnt quite a bit of korean lang. so tat can use on korean customers... know a bit of japanese lang. from interest and past working experience so got use on some japanese customers tat came...&lt;br /&gt;a bit here... a bit there... haha...&lt;br /&gt;some customers commented- " u korean? japanese? oh....singaporean..." hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... working there has been truely fun... a lot of episodes with customers  tat made waitressing so much more interesting... ppl working wif me there are all so nice and easy-to-get along.... made me sad tat i gotta quit and start my full-time job as PT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things in this world wouldnt last forever... happy times will end... sad times will end...&lt;br /&gt;nothing on this world is forever ya?&lt;br /&gt;hmm... just treasure the moments as long as they will last and remember the memories after the moments fade away bah.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114861869040789503?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114861869040789503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114861869040789503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/korean-restaurant.html' title='-korean restaurant-'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114861723570503908</id><published>2006-05-25T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:20:35.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reply 2 sonikbyte's comment</title><content type='html'>yupz... basically handles drugs...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;gotta take care of the drug inventory...expiry dates to take note of...&lt;br /&gt;typing of patient's medications into some com system.. medical records loh...&lt;br /&gt;gotta pack drugs to dispense to patients...counsel patient on wat e drug is for and how to take it..&lt;br /&gt;(most difficult.. alot of drugs and illnesses!!)- gotta know abt drug interactions,allergies and etc...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...feel quite on the line cos a single mistake could probably cause someone's life...&lt;br /&gt;responsibility quite big... cant daydream at work... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update more stuff as i begin my work as PT... if arent too busy... hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; stay tuned... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114861723570503908?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114861723570503908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114861723570503908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/reply-2-sonikbytes-comment.html' title='Reply 2 sonikbyte&apos;s comment'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114792167347357751</id><published>2006-05-18T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:07:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pharmacy Technician</title><content type='html'>went for interview at Tan Tock Seng Hospital.....17 may'2006...2pm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a call....18 may'2006...10am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!! i'm a pharmacy technician starting from 29th may'2006.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: hey esther...thanks! sorie to flood ur phone... i was feeling really nervous abt the interview so... hee... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114792167347357751?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114792167347357751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114792167347357751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/pharmacy-technician_18.html' title='Pharmacy Technician'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114792127369029502</id><published>2006-05-17T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T20:01:13.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's plan for me...</title><content type='html'>after the "not successful" interview of teaching, i went for the interview tat's relevant to my course of study...(pharmacy technician).... maybe bcoz moe interview didnt pass...got really nervous and fret alot while planning to go for PT's interview....but i prayed...i prayed tat if this is wat im suppose to be doing then let it go well.... somehow..i;ve got a gut-feeling tat i'm not yet ready for teaching career and should use the knowledge i learnt from my course... but i was adamant to be pri sch teacher and so went head on to the interview...thinking i can do it on my own.. guess i've learnt a valuable lesson...i cant do things on my own...i have to rely on God as He has everything planned out for me...maybe a few years down the road, i may be a pri sch teacher...maybe not...i dunno but i thank God tat i dont have to worry abt it cos He will lead me on..... this tough and rocky journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who are struggling with all the tough stuffs tat life throws at you...&lt;br /&gt;Always remember God is there watching over you and He will bear your burdens....&lt;br /&gt;Trust and Obey....for there's no other way..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114792127369029502?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114792127369029502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114792127369029502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/gods-plan-for-me.html' title='God&apos;s plan for me...'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114755369512394149</id><published>2006-05-13T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:54:55.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>experienced pple</title><content type='html'>how experienced could one get?&lt;br /&gt;ppl pretending to be...&lt;br /&gt;giving out advices but having own difficulties yet acting like they dont haf...&lt;br /&gt;saying oh i understand but in fact is just a blank...&lt;br /&gt;forcing oneself to be a certain role and succeed in becoming tat....&lt;br /&gt;then start wondering where did the true self went...poof! ... disappeared... no longer there....&lt;br /&gt;did it ever exist in the 1st place...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts and actions ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me what its all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no... dont tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i wouldnt understand wat u all crap abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm crappy....wats up? dont wanna act...act...act....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet cant find.... cant find what i'm talking abt...venting...venting wat?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...save ur breath... i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just live your life... the right way... dont ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask Him above...&lt;br /&gt;May God be with Us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114755369512394149?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114755369512394149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114755369512394149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/experienced-pple_13.html' title='experienced pple'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114755292781981800</id><published>2006-05-13T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:42:07.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thots--being alone....lonely...are they the same?!</title><content type='html'>when we're 1st born...parents dont get to choose us and we dont get to choose them...God planned for all things to be the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to this world alone and will definitely leave it alone one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like being alone and i fear the dark and unknown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, when we all truly think abt it... no one doesnt feel alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz we're all basically unique beings made by God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can know how another person really think...each person is alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even understand why i think or do in certain manner... let alone abt others ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are ppl selfish?? bcoz we can only feel our own pain....understand stuff within our range??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when its all play, i can forget abt being by myself and worrying tat all others are just a dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i start pondering.... i get so lonely...even wif alot of ppl around me chatting and laughing....i still feel lonely....cant connect with them although my smile is plastered to my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can be talking yet feel like i didnt talk at all and doesnt exist really....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing lasts in this world but i cling on to the belief tat memories will last forever but why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i doing in this world?? for God's purpose... its too tough for me...i'm too weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i often think wouldnt it be better if i dont exist and then dont have to think and ask abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont have to agonized abt why this why that...dont have to fear abt lotsa stuff....dont have to feel compiled to do certain stuff...dont have to feel so lost.....dont have to feel at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet,.....God made me.....the way i am.....even if the whole world dont see my existence...He made me feel that i do exist....and i do have to make decisions that i feel so unable to make.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a puny gal in this world of dunno how many pple.....so many ppl that i dont know how to count....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl dying...ppl born....ppl tat didnt know why they are existing....ppl like me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i exist becoz God has made me to exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've............... got so many doubts and so many fears that threaten to make me feel its actually really better to not exist at all.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont even know why i'm feeling this way....so ..... unspeakable......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always tell myself that after death and see God then can ask Him but......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fear Him....i fear Him so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be able to love yet i feel myself unable to meet the expectations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking too much.... Life's mysteries... unfathomable.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's love.... unmeasureable.... Just wanna shut myself up now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinful pathetic me... just shut up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114755292781981800?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114755292781981800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114755292781981800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/thots-being-alonelonelyare-they-same.html' title='thots--being alone....lonely...are they the same?!'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114731434306755915</id><published>2006-05-10T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T19:25:43.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOE interview</title><content type='html'>So disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna b  eng pri sch teacher like since pri sch?!&lt;br /&gt;so applied...&lt;br /&gt;went for interview...&lt;br /&gt;they offered me&lt;br /&gt;General- eng,math,science,etc..&lt;br /&gt;P.E.-pHYsical education..&lt;br /&gt;then..tot my interview went fine..&lt;br /&gt;high hopes for the "letter"....&lt;br /&gt;waited more than 1 mth for the "result" letter...&lt;br /&gt;didnt arrive...&lt;br /&gt;worried...&lt;br /&gt;call at least abt 6 or more times to MOE ...&lt;br /&gt;then on 10may...got a call from the staff...&lt;br /&gt;said ""sorie...ur interview not successful...&lt;br /&gt;try again next year??.....""&lt;br /&gt;me?!&lt;br /&gt;i was like "too high expectations brings deeper disappointment"...&lt;br /&gt;hmm....maybe i'm not ready yet to teach the young children...&lt;br /&gt;try again when i'm more matured and can handle bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's in God's Hands....&lt;br /&gt;He planned all things for me so no worries..&lt;br /&gt;i do Believe God has His Will for me in Life so...&lt;br /&gt;wherever He Leads me....&lt;br /&gt;i'll go... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114731434306755915?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114731434306755915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114731434306755915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/moe-interview_10.html' title='MOE interview'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114543079555921186</id><published>2006-04-19T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:13:15.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictUres....:p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/1600/yida1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/320/yida1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/1600/jaychou.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/320/jaychou.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/1600/jj1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/320/jj1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/1600/devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/320/devil.jpg" width="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/1600/qiu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" height="328" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4610/572/320/qiu1.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114543079555921186?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114543079555921186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114543079555921186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/picturesp.html' title='pictUres....:p'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114542966551407388</id><published>2006-04-18T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:54:25.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>male singers wif songs which i like... :p</title><content type='html'>currently : ... lin junjie ... jay chou ... huang yida .... qiuze ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114542966551407388?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114542966551407388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114542966551407388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/male-singers-wif-songs-which-i-like-p.html' title='male singers wif songs which i like... :p'/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114542950956836838</id><published>2006-04-18T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:51:49.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>那女孩对我说&lt;br /&gt;心很空　天很大　云很重我很孤单　却赶不走捧着她的名字　她喜怒哀乐往前走　多久了&lt;br /&gt;一个人心中只有一个宝贝久了之后　她变成了眼泪泪一滴在左手　凝固成为寂寞往回看　有什么&lt;br /&gt;那女孩对我说　(说我)保护她的梦说这个世界　对她这样的不多她渐渐忘了我　但是她并不晓得遍体麟伤的我　一天也没再爱过那女孩对我说　说我是一个小偷偷她的回忆　塞进我的脑海中我不需要自由　只想背着她的梦一步步向前走　她给的永远　不重&lt;br /&gt;一个人心中只有一个宝贝久了之后　她变成了眼泪泪一滴在左手　凝固成为寂寞往回看　有什么&lt;br /&gt;那女孩对我说　(说我)保护她的梦说这个世界　对她这样的不多她渐渐忘了我　但是她并不晓得遍体麟伤的我　一天也没再爱过那女孩对我说　说我是一个小偷偷她的回忆　塞进我的脑海中我不需要自由　只想背着她的梦一步步向前走　她给的永远　不重&lt;br /&gt;那女孩对我说　(说我)保护她的梦说这个世界　对她这样的不多她渐渐忘了我　但是她并不晓得遍体麟伤的我　一天也没再爱过那女孩对我说　说我是一个小偷偷她的回忆　塞进我的脑海中我不需要自由　只想背着她的梦一步步向前走　她给的永远　不重&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114542950956836838?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114542950956836838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8439142/posts/default/114542950956836838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinigirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_114542950956836838.html' title=''/><author><name>xiaoting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18259806714948532643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JvexTdnmiy4/TUBZRDJ157I/AAAAAAAAAEw/fHpiqEX2k7I/s220/171220102191.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8439142.post-114542943082356312</id><published>2006-04-18T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:50:30.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>臭男人&lt;br /&gt;我就是你们女生最讨厌的那种人　专门欺骗女人感情的臭男人我就是那个家里有了一个还嫌不够　还在外头养了一个小女人&lt;br /&gt;喔　喔　喔　喔我就是你们所谓的不在乎天长地久　只在乎曾经拥有的臭男人我就是那个一三五会在家　二四六哪还用说　而星期天是平静的渡过&lt;br /&gt;奇怪的是这世界　男人不坏女人不爱耍帅要体贴又要关怀　这种男人已不存在&lt;br /&gt;我就是那个让你不明白　让你看不开让你好无奈对了就是那个臭男孩　让你叫天　天不理睬&lt;br /&gt;就是那个让你失去　让你心痛　让你泪流　让你一生好痛恨的臭男人我就是那个让你无法自拔　无法渴望　无法预料　一生痛恨的臭男人&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8439142-114542943082356312?l=tinigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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