<?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-2752520917234767585</id><updated>2011-07-29T05:17:31.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MusicAngel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8659611792675974311</id><published>2010-10-19T12:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T12:48:47.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yooooooooo peopleeeeee :D hehe, im in the computer lab now! :D I GOT A LOLLIPOP! :D hehe. and its raining! lalalala~ I screwed my EOYs. I just know it. I can just kiss my double science goodbye! :( ohhhh, anyways. On brighter notes, ITS POST EXAM EXAM ACTIVITIES! :D hehe, im going now. BYEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8659611792675974311?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8659611792675974311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8659611792675974311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8659611792675974311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8659611792675974311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/10/yooooooooo-peopleeeeee-d-hehe-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8979372054015647270</id><published>2010-09-24T12:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:22:07.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Heyyy peopleeeee :D I'm in the school's library now. I just realised I can blog through muah phone! :D Awesome right? (: Hehe, so anyways. Sorry for not blogging for a longgggggg time (: Really busy now. I'll probably be able to update more often cause of my phone! :D so anyways, school's so stressful! :( I think I'm gonna dieeeeeee! I'm scared I won't be able to get in a double science class. :( Phew, so anyway. Had a science test yesterday and had a history test today. Confident that I'll be able to pass both. Hoping for an A for both tests :D omg, I LOVE CHEMISTRY! :D For once in my life, I can understand science so well! :D I'm so happaaaeeeeyyyyy! :D Hehe, soooooooooo. WHATS UP PEOPLE? :D Haha, i got nothing else to say.  (: so yeah (: OH YA. I wanna perform for lunchtime showcase. Like perform as a band. So far, I have a pianist. :l I need a drummer, guitarist and maybe a bass guitarist (: do you guys know anyone who can play these instruments really well? :D cause I need to hand in the form by next Friday. Hehe, ooo! Imma gonna go cause the bell's gonna ring! Ciao people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8979372054015647270?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8979372054015647270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8979372054015647270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8979372054015647270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8979372054015647270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/09/d_24.html' title=':D'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-259002667441425842</id><published>2010-09-24T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:10:38.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyy peoplee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-259002667441425842?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/259002667441425842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=259002667441425842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/259002667441425842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/259002667441425842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/09/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2954427526780143331</id><published>2010-07-12T20:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:44:44.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im happy because of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TDsRrr9uhMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B8vx72j1Xro/s1600/tumblr4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493003612742124738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TDsRrr9uhMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B8vx72j1Xro/s320/tumblr4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say this. You make me happy. Really :D I can count on you to brighten my day. So let me just say thank you. Though i didnt tell it to your face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So "&lt;em&gt;Bon Jorno&lt;/em&gt;" people :D That means hi or something in italian. I think. It should be. HAHA. so anyway. I managed to finish my dnt homework and hand it up on time. YAY! Im so awesome! (: So anyways, I managed to wake up to watch the FINALS of WORLD CUP. And surprisingly i wasnt grouchy or cranky in school. Am I awesome or what? LOL! Joking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I dont feel like going to school tomorrow. :( Tomorrow's like half HELL DAY. Its full of the hard and pressurizing subjects. -.- Lets see. There's freaking math and english in the morning. I hope Mr Kang's absent tomorrow. Muahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayys, I have a good feeling that I would get full marks for History Level Test. :DD It was kinda fun. Anyways, Im gonna go sleep now. CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Im still waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2954427526780143331?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2954427526780143331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2954427526780143331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2954427526780143331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2954427526780143331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-happy-because-of-you.html' title='Im happy because of you.'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TDsRrr9uhMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/B8vx72j1Xro/s72-c/tumblr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3632873208251622809</id><published>2010-07-11T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:51:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some Pixie Dust</title><content type='html'>Hey people :D Im doing muah dnt homework now. (: Lets see. Didnt get to update much this week cause of the Marleh Concert thingy. Seriously happy that its over. Had late practices for the concert. Lets see. And my shoulders were aching like shit after the concert cause we couldnt move alot during the concert cause the spotlight was on us and we had to sit still for around 2 hours? Stress much? Yeah. So i didnt have any time for homework and I have to rush my homework now. Brilliant aint it? :D So anyways, my frigging dress was too tight and i was damn uncomfortable. The bloody dress was the thing that kept me awake through the concert -.- So ciao people. I have to go and rush through my homework. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3632873208251622809?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3632873208251622809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3632873208251622809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3632873208251622809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3632873208251622809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-need-some-pixie-dust.html' title='I need some Pixie Dust'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5001057667902479697</id><published>2010-06-13T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:14:05.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Keep A Secret?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBTmeB3zXSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7yZEacL1shA/s1600/tumblr3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482260049989688610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBTmeB3zXSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7yZEacL1shA/s320/tumblr3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people :D Marin here. IM GOING SENTOSA TOMORROW! YAY! :D staying at this hotel (: MUAHAHA. Im gonna enjoy myself for 3? Or was it 4? Whatever. 3/4 DAYS. YIPEE! ;D Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5001057667902479697?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5001057667902479697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5001057667902479697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5001057667902479697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5001057667902479697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-you-keep-secret.html' title='Can You Keep A Secret?'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBTmeB3zXSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/7yZEacL1shA/s72-c/tumblr3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-9011536828517649221</id><published>2010-06-10T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T22:33:53.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBD3uPfdEqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xOfZVY4bQW4/s1600/tumblr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481153120314397346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBD3uPfdEqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xOfZVY4bQW4/s320/tumblr2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey :D Went out with ERNY today! (: Went to Bugis and we studied in Mos Burger. Actually we just did English homework. You know that crappy english comprehension. I hate compre. I suck at it. Anyways, went shopping after we finished. Bought something to wear for the concert on 19 June ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its such a distant memory. I used to get so excited by the thought of you. But now. I dont really care anymore. Occasionally, there would be butterflies in my stomach at the sight of you. But it's not like last time. And besides, Im doing you a favour right? I mean you must think im such a pain in the neck. I hate myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-9011536828517649221?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9011536828517649221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=9011536828517649221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9011536828517649221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9011536828517649221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/06/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TBD3uPfdEqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xOfZVY4bQW4/s72-c/tumblr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7837112722459613549</id><published>2010-06-09T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T20:48:33.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TA-M2tQTDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HBIgpeBgHz4/s1600/tumblr_l0ly5z2ikl1qzpe8uo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480754143021960498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TA-M2tQTDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HBIgpeBgHz4/s320/tumblr_l0ly5z2ikl1qzpe8uo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Always look at what you have left. Never look at what you have lost.”&lt;br /&gt;— Robert H. Schuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. You want me to see what i've left? Hmm. No hope. That's what I have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7837112722459613549?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7837112722459613549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7837112722459613549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7837112722459613549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7837112722459613549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-look-at-what-you-have-left.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/TA-M2tQTDTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HBIgpeBgHz4/s72-c/tumblr_l0ly5z2ikl1qzpe8uo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-516089535528772474</id><published>2010-05-24T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:24:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R-ainy Days</title><content type='html'>Hey :D Thought i should just update my blog cause its kinda dead. Anyways. MYE are O-V-E-R. And my results suck! (: I feel so stupid. Nevermind. Did the read pair share video today ;D My acting skills improved. Im so proud of myself. Usually i'll always mess up. But the number of times i messed up are lesser than the times i messed up for the science project thingy ;D HAHA. So anyways. Rainy days? :D Im looking forward to rainy days. Rain rain :D i love rain. (: Anyways. CIAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I guess I was wrong. Totally wrong on this. Its not me. There's nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-516089535528772474?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/516089535528772474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=516089535528772474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/516089535528772474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/516089535528772474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/05/r-ainy-days.html' title='R-ainy Days'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3845879136251662390</id><published>2010-04-13T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T20:11:42.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stronger than everrrrrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Written last week ( either on 8th or 9th of April) : I just realised that i really love you. For a while, I thought that this feeling for you was over. But i just realised it today how wonderful you are. I just realised today that im still in love with you. I've again started to daydream about impossible scenarios where you confess. I've missed the quickened heartbeats when i see you. And now i've got it back.Im experiencing it agian. I dont care if you're a "bad boy". I dont care if my friends call you "ugly" or whatever. I wont ever regret falling for you. Cause you're the one who reminded me how wonderful it is to feel in love. Cause you're the one whoreminded me how beautiful life is. Cause you're the one who made me feel like I've never felt before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written TODAY: the feeling's back. stronger than ever. i cant concentrate at all , in a good way. i think the reason why the feeling's back. stronger than ever is cause of what i've seen today. I was traumatized by the sight of it. Did she really talk to you? Did words just come out of her mouth? But you've never talked to her before! VICE VERSA TOO. so why suddenly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3845879136251662390?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3845879136251662390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3845879136251662390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3845879136251662390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3845879136251662390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/04/stronger-than-everrrrrrrr.html' title='Stronger than everrrrrrrr'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3799649696778866728</id><published>2010-03-20T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:53:54.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/S6S876yd3tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EyYFIlJ8kcA/s1600-h/iloveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450689186604375762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/S6S876yd3tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EyYFIlJ8kcA/s320/iloveyou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/S6S876yd3tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EyYFIlJ8kcA/s1600-h/iloveyou.jpg"&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I love you" The 3 hardest words to say. So why does it seem so easy to say when i think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look what i found out. MEANING OF WAFFLES' NAME ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAFFLES ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waffles is just pure amazing. You would have to be one of&lt;br /&gt;the luckiest females alive to be the one who gets to hold him. He is perfect in&lt;br /&gt;every way possible. He will make your day no matter what the problem may be. He&lt;br /&gt;will treat you so well even if you might be getting annoyed at him, which is&lt;br /&gt;very rare. Words can't describe the love between Waffles and (random name), it's&lt;br /&gt;just incredible. Waffles is funny, hot, nice, happy, wonderful, awesome,&lt;br /&gt;amazing, cute, fun, romantic, epic and every single other word to do with&lt;br /&gt;awesomeness. Everybody loves Waffles. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Emily - Omg i just met this really awesome guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random - Was&lt;br /&gt;it Waffles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily - yes 0.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3799649696778866728?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3799649696778866728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3799649696778866728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3799649696778866728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3799649696778866728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you-3-hardest-words-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/S6S876yd3tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EyYFIlJ8kcA/s72-c/iloveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4112171972351776829</id><published>2010-03-17T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:42:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's wrong with you? seriously? STOP FLIRTING with those thousand guys. No, wait. Im wrong. &lt;s&gt;Thousand.&lt;/s&gt; It's a million guys ;D Great job. You dont care what other girls would feel like right? Well let me tell you what I felt like ;D I felt like as if a knife was plunged into my heart. I couldnt breathe at all. It felt as if i was about to die. He's the only guy i care for. Like really care for. It's like the 1st time i feel like this and yet you flirt around not giving a damn. GOOD JOB MAN. ;D I APPLAUD YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Yo ;D what's up ;D i decided i wont give up ;D i wont give up. i wont give up even though there's an obstacle. that's why love's always challenging. i dont want to get hurt when i know or feel i have a chance with him. and i was just reminded again today how perfect he is. he's like heaven ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: ITALY . NEXT FRI ;D miracles can happen in the 2nd city of romance. AKA Venice ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4112171972351776829?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4112171972351776829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4112171972351776829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4112171972351776829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4112171972351776829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-you-seriously-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7606383709695062868</id><published>2010-03-08T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T19:03:34.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whats wrong with you? do you have to make my life miserable all the time? fuck you. im not a bloody child anymore. stop treating me like one. what the fuck is your damn problem? always comparing me with other people. pushing me so hard so that i can reach your expextations. im sick and tired of all this bloody crap. cant i make my own bloody decisions? cant i? you're always pushing almost all the stupid blame to me. and when i wanna explain, you say i talk back. cant you give me some time to bloody explain? you complain that you have to pay alot for kumon so i say let me quit then you give me some stupid lame ass excuse and when i talk back you hit me until there's no tomorrow. give me a break. i hate this life. i hate you. i hate my life. go away. i dont get anything. why is this all happening to me? i hate you. i hate you. stop being such a bitch, mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7606383709695062868?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7606383709695062868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7606383709695062868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7606383709695062868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7606383709695062868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-with-you-do-you-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4489352638379384120</id><published>2010-02-27T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:53:12.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gah i wanna die :( IM SO FREAKING TIRED&gt;.&lt; choir practice was so long today but quite interesting. fine not quite but REALLY INTERESTING. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk. not talking. talk. &lt;strong&gt;didnt talk&lt;/strong&gt; :( gah. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4489352638379384120?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4489352638379384120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4489352638379384120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4489352638379384120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4489352638379384120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/gah-i-wanna-die-im-so-freaking-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3893605243675371249</id><published>2010-02-14T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:37:15.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love him, i love him not, i love him, i love him not, i love him, i love him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's this feeling? there's millions of butterflies, not only in your stomach but from head to toe. you purposely walk slower than the rest to see his reactions. you pretend to look somewhere else when you and him look at each other. you slap yourself for not holding the gaze. whats this called?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3893605243675371249?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3893605243675371249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3893605243675371249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3893605243675371249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3893605243675371249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-him-i-love-him-not-i-love-him-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5653064752225961169</id><published>2010-02-14T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:50:43.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo people ;D im like seriously bored at home. there's nothing to do. :O this is like my 5th time using the computer today -.- GAH! i dont want to waste time eating cookies cause i would be like scolding myself for all the calories gained :\ i already ate like 100g of famous amos cookies and i feel fatter -.- ;O NO! I DONT WANT TO BECOME FAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anyways. :D hi. LOL. 1st day of chinese new year and my hongbaos total up to $700 :D im so lucky. muahahaha. sorry. im a bit random now. cause im SO FREAKING BORED &gt;.&lt; GAH! im so bored. i feel like smsing someone. :D GAH! hmph. i freaking miss you :O come back to singapore FASTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5653064752225961169?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5653064752225961169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5653064752225961169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5653064752225961169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5653064752225961169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/yo-people-d-im-like-seriously-bored-at.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7288562867476326895</id><published>2010-02-13T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T19:07:40.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! im in love with this song " TODAY WAS A FAIRYTALE!!" idk why, but the line "today was a fairytale i wore a dress. you wore a dark grey t shirt" keeps on ringing in my head. anyways, im learning it on the guitar now. its quite simple ;D harder than jump then fall but yea. its quite simple. and taylor swift loves the G chord ;D she keeps on using it in her songs ;D which is ok, yea, cause i like the G chord too ;D yay. i'll be going for this chinese new year dinner thingy ;D yay! can stay up late. and i just realised that i forgot my spectacles in school. under my table. Shit. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7288562867476326895?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7288562867476326895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7288562867476326895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7288562867476326895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7288562867476326895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/omg-im-in-love-with-this-song-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8991500729321664818</id><published>2010-02-09T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:53:33.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I GOT INTO&lt;br /&gt;CONFIRMED ITALY COMPETITION GROUP!! IM SO BLOODY HAPPY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8991500729321664818?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8991500729321664818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8991500729321664818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8991500729321664818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8991500729321664818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-into-confirmed-italy-competition.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3961236047590879290</id><published>2010-02-08T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:13:25.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UH!! I HATE MY SISTER! SHE'S THIS F*CKING B*TCH! cant she tell im like damn pissed and stressed with all the chairman thingy, homework, and annoying teachers?! then she go show attitude problem to me just because she dont understand my explanation of plants -.- ugh. she go roll on the floor and cry just because of that. it pisses me off. who does she think she is? a princess? effing no. go and study your own you spoiled brat. how many damn tuitions do you bloody have? and you still dont know anything yet? what a lousy stupid piece of shit you are. gosh. i'll take my damn revenge on you in the near future! you better watch out. stupid spoiled brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D hi ;D i spilled ice cold water on my sister's bed plus pillow. i hid her DS ;D i threw all her clothes on the damn floor ;D i hid her school bag.  i told you i would take revenge. she deserves it. i havent done anything like this in a long time ;D psh. that idiot. if she does that another time i swear im running away from my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;she's such a stupid bitch. who she think she is? im so pissed off man. i just threw my chopsticks on the table. pushed the table and the food almost fell onto the ground. i screamed at her and slammed the door. she's trying to fight back right? im not gonna let her win. i'll win this, i dont want to lose to this person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3961236047590879290?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3961236047590879290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3961236047590879290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3961236047590879290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3961236047590879290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/uh-i-hate-my-sister-shes-this-fcking.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6888855721100348348</id><published>2010-02-07T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:29:15.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people ;D funny and happy points from last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;my baby cousin vomit on my sister ;D haha. epic man, i tell you. bad thing is she threw the shirt with the vomit to me cause i was rolling on the floor , laughing like some maniac ;D not my fault, was so FUNNY!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kenny making me laugh in cny practice ;D he was doing the egyptian thingy and he give me that face. LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kenny and erny fighting over chocolates ;D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;yay! tristan's my partner again ;D laughing like siao in coe room for cny practice ;D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6888855721100348348?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6888855721100348348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6888855721100348348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6888855721100348348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6888855721100348348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-people-d-funny-and-happy-points.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5946768254088218056</id><published>2010-02-05T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:15:06.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im terribly confused.</title><content type='html'>hey people ;D Marin here. choir rocks ;D sec 1s had their first practice today ;D they're all so cute (: hehe. was really tired from choir practice. aiyo. i have to find new cny partner. i felt so weird in sectionals. like seriously seriously weird. and confused. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont like this weird feeling that fills me from head to toe. the butterflies in my stomach can hardly stop. im serious. im seriously serious. i have never been so serious in my life before. ok fine. maybe thats an exaggeration. but still IM SERIOUS! i couldnt look at you. im sorry. after what happened. it was to much of a shock. and all the pretend smiles and laughing took up too much energy. im sorry. i know you wont even be reading this cause you dont even know my blog url. well you dont even know i have a blog so yea whatever. but im really confused. sorry. i'll ask you tomorrow whats the reason. i feel better when i typed all of that down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5946768254088218056?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5946768254088218056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5946768254088218056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5946768254088218056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5946768254088218056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-terribly-confused.html' title='im terribly confused.'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6394779792894360870</id><published>2010-02-03T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:02:05.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>facebook doesnt seems to be working -.- haiyas. DO I REALLY LOOK WEIRD IN CONTACTS???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6394779792894360870?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6394779792894360870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6394779792894360870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6394779792894360870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6394779792894360870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/facebook-doesnt-seems-to-be-working.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2280905264573375667</id><published>2010-02-01T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:16:32.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>愛することって何？</title><content type='html'>i dont like getting my hopes up, cause if it turns out to be not true, the taste of meaningless hope &amp;amp; reality is left bitter in my mouth. but for once, this one time, i want to get led on by what all my friends say. all the things cant leave my mind once their in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he pays more attention to me than i think. is that true? i dont fucking know. my heart's aching to know him more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2280905264573375667?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2280905264573375667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2280905264573375667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2280905264573375667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2280905264573375667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='愛することって何？'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8387231816032611500</id><published>2010-01-30T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:48:06.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you made my day by just giving me that smile ;D</title><content type='html'>hey people ;D Marin here . today was damn tiring. had choir today from 8 then i had tuition -.- anyways, i wish i would get to know if the pending is confirmed or not, cause im getting all tensed up. after choir went magic wok. saw tristan and sae han there. was eating together. ;D got lots of kind of funny things that happened there. then they all "abandon" me for bus 31 -.- so mean! joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8387231816032611500?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8387231816032611500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8387231816032611500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8387231816032611500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8387231816032611500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-made-my-day-by-just-giving-me-that.html' title='you made my day by just giving me that smile ;D'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6600157826946441420</id><published>2010-01-29T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:37:41.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picked you out in a crowd of a thousand faces</title><content type='html'>hey people ;D back at home ;D tired like hell (: cause of road run today. I GOT 20!!! i'm so happy ;D last year never get any number. -.- anyway, at the last curve there right, before the ending, got this sec 1 girl behind me. i think she was trying to overtake me but i didnt want that to happen so i sprinted then she also sprint. then i increased my speed. then she was like "i cannot do this. i cannot do this". its damn funny ;D died after i finished. my face was the colour of a TOMATO! yay. NOT. went to find sarah and aurelia with victoria and sze min. we went to 2 wrong condos! -.- DAMN EMBARRASSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! bused to bedok interchange with sarah, victoria and sze min. wanted to eat macs with them but sze min and victoria go back first. -.- so me and sarah eat at macs alone.　chatting about lots of stuff. anyway, i was like being all hyper in macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6600157826946441420?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6600157826946441420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6600157826946441420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6600157826946441420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6600157826946441420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/picked-you-out-in-crowd-of-thousand.html' title='picked you out in a crowd of a thousand faces'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5052317152808607854</id><published>2010-01-26T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:31:35.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people ;D im OBSESSED. WITH WAFFLES!! ;D he's so darn cute. omg. i dont get why victoria and sze min say that he's not -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;YOU'RE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5052317152808607854?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5052317152808607854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5052317152808607854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5052317152808607854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5052317152808607854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-people-d-im-obsessed.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4523661682622697033</id><published>2010-01-24T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T16:48:58.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just started a blogshop ;D choir on saturday (: was damn tense man. firstly got 3rd audition then after the audition had to go for vocal lessons then had to practice. i couldnt concentrate at all -.- cause i was so nervous to get the results. so after like 1 hour of practice (more like waiting for me ) wei ying and siu yen came back with the results. guess what? im number 1 on pending list for sops. pending means like waiting. i was so sure i could get in cause i had given my best. seriously. i improved from the 2nd audition. i didnt look at the score, i smiled, i looked at mr kwei for the whole audition, and i supported -.- nvm. anyways, after practce had cny practice. tristan's damn funny man. for one song, the girls sing one verse then the boys sing one verse then so on and so forth. but he thought that girls sing one line then the boys sing one line then so on and so forth. so he highlighted each alternative lines with yellow and the rest with orange. then when he found one that he got it wrong he go and curly bracket the verses. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4523661682622697033?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4523661682622697033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4523661682622697033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4523661682622697033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4523661682622697033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-started-blogshop-d-choir-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5526766817254275202</id><published>2010-01-19T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:03:16.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daydreaming isnt helping</title><content type='html'>hey people ;D Marin here. first things first. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JANNELLE! you're 14, girl!! omg -.- i just turned 13 and you're already 14? LOL. anyways, had a very fun day today. blablabla. have to rush this post. i've got to finish homework by 9.30pm. so tight schedule. LOL. ;D anyways. Erny, i know you must be shocked at what i said to you in burger king&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: sarah, im not hungry -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5526766817254275202?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5526766817254275202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5526766817254275202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5526766817254275202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5526766817254275202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-people-d-marin-here.html' title='daydreaming isnt helping'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7885562436725753276</id><published>2010-01-18T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:00:36.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. the pics i take are so omfg ugly. thanks to that cleaner la. stupid man. i cant take nice shots anymore. fishball chicken nuggets nasi lemak mcdonalds curry chicken. ah pui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7885562436725753276?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7885562436725753276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7885562436725753276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7885562436725753276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7885562436725753276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7522221755316669239</id><published>2010-01-11T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:00:40.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised what a failure i am. what the heck is wrong with me? i've never had that feeling. never that strong feeling of love. its weird when wherever you look, there's couples. even among my friends. i hate this stupid old little crush im having in me. when i know that he would never ever like me. and no, im not talking about a certain someone from my class. im completely over him. he's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7522221755316669239?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7522221755316669239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7522221755316669239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7522221755316669239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7522221755316669239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-realised-what-failure-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5461410018268831843</id><published>2010-01-05T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:59:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the other girls, well they're beautiful. but would they write a song for you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey people! ;D Marin here. i love all my teachers except *AHEM* *AHEM* ;D the english teacher ROCKS ;D ms diana's our science teacher! YAY (: anyways, ;D second round for italy trip's on friday ;( im hoping and praying i can pass ;D it'll be a dream come true if i do pass. anyways, saw lots of sec 1s. some are , you know , really nerdy and goofy while the rest are either on the other extreme side or in the middle =.=" then got this girl go flirt here flirt there flirt flirt everywhere. LOL. somemore flirt with *AHEM* , felt like puking man. if she wanna flirt, she should go for the good looking ones not the *AHEM* LOL. sarah jane would totally agree with me. you know. she flirt with *AHEM*. *cough*V.P's son*cough* it's idiotic of her i tell you. anyways, tomorrow got PE!! yay!! double period! haha! i love it ;D there's no homework right? heck care. nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Marin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5461410018268831843?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5461410018268831843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5461410018268831843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5461410018268831843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5461410018268831843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-other-girls-well-theyre-beautiful.html' title='all the other girls, well they&apos;re beautiful. but would they write a song for you?'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8491296752896512837</id><published>2010-01-01T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:36:34.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this aint a fairytale</title><content type='html'>HEY PEOPLE! HAPPY NEW YEAR, I HOPE WE ALL DONT DIE IN 2012. LOL. those who went for the class party would understand, i think. anyways, slept at 3am yesterday. guess why? im not telling you. nenenipupu. ;D anyways, school in like 3 days. YAYYYYY!!!! i miss school ;D holidays are just so megaaaa boring. there's nothing to do. freak it. and i have no money. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30th december:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the chorale elite concert so met up with victoria, crystal, keith and lescee at bugis. we were like following victoria cause she wanted to buy a present for sombody. anyway, this somebody *ahem* sent lescee a message which pissed all of us. seriously, if she says that fact again, i swear i would punch her in her face. though that's violent, but still. urgh. if 6O'08 knows about this, i bet they wont even give it a second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8491296752896512837?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8491296752896512837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8491296752896512837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8491296752896512837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8491296752896512837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-aint-fairytale.html' title='this aint a fairytale'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6946657312932717510</id><published>2009-12-29T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T21:12:02.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people! Marin here ;D well i didnt pass at the first round but im going to work hard. im not going to lose my concentration until im back from italy. im never ever going to have "no" as an answer for italy. im going to work hard. i dont care if i dont eat. from now, im going to have the words "italy", "concentration" and "singing" in my mind. you watch me. im going to prove to you that im better than you. dont you dare give me that look, ok? you arse. i wont care if you come crying over to me when you fail the 3rd round again after the same thing happened for the 1st and 2nd round. Watch me. i dont want to lose to like a person like you. that's never going to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6946657312932717510?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6946657312932717510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6946657312932717510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6946657312932717510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6946657312932717510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-people-marin-here-d-well-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-922084384876658676</id><published>2009-12-28T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:28:59.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. AH!!!! fearless platinum album and kiss and tell album!!! ;D hong sheng, you rock! ;D haha. thanks sarah for the cute cute cute CUTE rilakuma or something like that ( idk how to spell ;D) (: so anyways, hi ;D the amazong race was funny ;D right sarah? at me and sarah's station which is at bugis, the task was to either let one of the guys in the group wear a dress or to either shout infront of the crowd "Hey everybody listen! HAPPY NEW YEAR AND I HOPE WE ALL DONT DIE IN 2012!" haha. nicholas shouted at the water thingy near the christmas tree and i can hear from macdonalds man. LOL. oh and i found out that i beat all the guys in the basketball shooting thing in timexone ;D i got 200++. muahahaha. lol. so anyways, imso damn freaking nervous and excited for tomorrow's italy auditions. i hope i get chosen. omg, ITALY&gt;.&lt; it's italy!!!! AH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-922084384876658676?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/922084384876658676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=922084384876658676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/922084384876658676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/922084384876658676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg_28.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6844125902713743818</id><published>2009-12-25T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:34:46.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im wishing for something to happen. something really unbelievable</title><content type='html'>hey people. printing out the clues and stuff for the amazing race now. apparently i lost the paper with all the planning so i have to redo all the planning. what a clutz i am. ;D oh my gosh. i cant think ofanything. damn it. im so stupid. where the heck did i misplace the damn piece of info paper. grr. nvm. i'll just think of something stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6844125902713743818?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6844125902713743818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6844125902713743818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6844125902713743818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6844125902713743818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-wishing-for-something-to-happen.html' title='im wishing for something to happen. something really unbelievable'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1908945837872424657</id><published>2009-12-24T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:48:37.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think my prince charming's in jupiter</title><content type='html'>ooo. YAY! my dad's back ;D i missed him so so so so (x100000) much (: so anyways. i need school. I DAMN NEED SCHOOL. anyways, im waiting for a movie to load on my computer. so meanwhile, i'll just talk about some stupid random stuff. hmm, lets see. i like strawberries ;D but i like presents more (: especially when it's surprise presents. i wish to be a movie star ;D and a singer ;DD but i dont think i'll ever become one of those in this lifetime since im such a failure (: i love school but that doesnt mean im good at studies. i suck at studies. harsh but true. the truth hurts. face reality people. i seriously have no idea why im rattling on and on about random facts. i dont like living among lies. cause it just means i have to depend on them later on. i really love being trusted. and i dont think i can live without trust. it hurts knowing that nobody trusts you. i've been in that situation before and i dont ever want to be in one ever again. i am seriously being a dum-head and loser for talking about all this. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1908945837872424657?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1908945837872424657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1908945837872424657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1908945837872424657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1908945837872424657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-my-prince-charmings-in-jupiter.html' title='i think my prince charming&apos;s in jupiter'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7422166686677348869</id><published>2009-12-19T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:37:12.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want my own love story</title><content type='html'>seriously, this holiday is getting to me! ugh. all i ever do is rot at home and read books plus surf the net. damn it. and the choir auditions isnt helping. damn it damn it damn it damn it. i so badly wanna go italy. if i get chosen to go, i wish something happens there ;D (in my dreams, damn it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7422166686677348869?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7422166686677348869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7422166686677348869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7422166686677348869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7422166686677348869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-my-own-love-story.html' title='i want my own love story'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8900786820142810777</id><published>2009-12-13T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:41:09.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. LOL. hey people. look what i found when i googled dictionary. anyway, skip some parts. so, i checked what some people's name meant. bold-ed definition is the definition that i think is the most truthful ;D i left out all the hurtful definitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICTORIA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Ireland, this is a name givin to someone that makes you laugh alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was laughing all day because of a&lt;br /&gt;Victoria i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian name meaning "Victorious" or "Victory" given to a girl that embodies the highest level of beauty. The best Victoria's are found in Franklin Square, LI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I was on the LIRR, and suddenly I saw a girl and I knew her name must be Victoria because she was soooo hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really nice, makes you laugh, beautiful, has a lot of passion, great&lt;br /&gt;friend to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Guy1: Did you see Victoria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy2: Yeah I wish she wasn't&lt;br /&gt;taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Girl1: She's not&lt;br /&gt;that great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Guy1: Shut up Girl1 you're just&lt;br /&gt;jealous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful, hot, loves to party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Boringgirl: Hey you wanna stay in and starve and look like a skeleton?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coolperson: Uh.... no I'm going out tonight with Victoria and you're not invited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend, or a BFFL. A victoria is a sexy b*tch. Sometimes is a mexican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victoria is my best friend, and you should be jealous.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SARAH:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name "Sarah" is translated from the Hebrew language. It means "Princess"...and rightly so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The correct spelling of the name sara. (&lt;-- this is funny ;D) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Person 1:What is your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Person 2:Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Person 1:Me too! But how do you spell it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Person 2:The correct way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sexy little creauture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Person 1:that sarah is a babee!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hero, a friend, a sexy peice of a*s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Person 1:whose that girl over their with that toad in her hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Person 2:oh thats my friend sarah, isn't she a sexy peice of a*s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Person 1:Yeah; what a hero.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiet, sensitive girl. Loves animals and loves to be with people. Not selfish and thinks of others constintly. doesnt always revolve her life around guys, and thinks education is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man, i wish i was a sarah like you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hottest and cutest girl in school shes just so awesome and has the&lt;br /&gt;best personality, shes realy shy at times but everyone loves her and whoever&lt;br /&gt;doesnt love her is just a jealous lozer:) and if ur a guy then u should&lt;br /&gt;definitely go out with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Person&lt;br /&gt;1:omg did u see that sarah girl over there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Person 2:yea isnt she the coolest? ya, dont forget the&lt;br /&gt;nicest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;NADIA:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;noun; meaning beautiful and stunning. Very sweet and caring girl. Often&lt;br /&gt;popular and has a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person 1:WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Person 2:Nadia is soooo&lt;br /&gt;hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman that has a beautiful/sophisticated presense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sze Min:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sze min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; isn't defined yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marin:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful girl alive. The girl I'm in love with, and always will be. Marin is amazing and completely and utterly gorgeous. Guaranteed to take your breath away. I love Marin, she is my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I saw Marin, the breath was knocked out of me.&lt;/em&gt; (i feel so honoured)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronounced&lt;br /&gt;Mah-rin (&lt;--LOL) 1. A random city in northern california 2. Hottest girl ever &lt;em&gt;i drove past marin and it says MARIN in big letters on the wall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Marin is a Japanese Girl (SO COINCIDENTAL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"She's Japanese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then she's a Marin!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8900786820142810777?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8900786820142810777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8900786820142810777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8900786820142810777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8900786820142810777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3286998361438533743</id><published>2009-12-12T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T21:09:46.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here ;D i feel SO BORED at home =.=" i wanna watch new moon but it seems that almost everybody i know already watched it. damn it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VICTORIA!!!! DID YOU WATCH IT YET???? IF NO, LETS GO WATCH ;D PRETTY PLEASE?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol.   &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so anyways, to those who are going to the class party, pass around&lt;br /&gt;the message that since we're not having dinner at the multi functional hall for&lt;br /&gt;dinner and we're having dinner at like somewhere in&lt;/span&gt; parkway, you people&lt;br /&gt;dont have to bring the formal clothes. you people can just remain in your casual&lt;br /&gt;clothes ;DD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3286998361438533743?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3286998361438533743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3286998361438533743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3286998361438533743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3286998361438533743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6191285426808197062</id><published>2009-12-05T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:38:48.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people ;D finally found a computer that has access to internet ;D YAY!! (: im like typing in english now and people passing by are like looking at me =.=" so damn annoying. and uh. my replacement phone cant be used in japan so to those who messaged me, sorry for not replying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6191285426808197062?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6191285426808197062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6191285426808197062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6191285426808197062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6191285426808197062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-people-d-finally-found-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-887390527054980852</id><published>2009-11-23T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:23:10.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. just dropped by to say BYES&gt;.&lt; im going to japan! ;D and i'll be back on the 10th of december ;D dont miss me too much. LOL. im already missing you people (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i wont be able to blog unless i find a computer with access to internet&lt;br /&gt;double PS: dont worry, erny. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-887390527054980852?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/887390527054980852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=887390527054980852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/887390527054980852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/887390527054980852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-people_23.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5403106771770443817</id><published>2009-11-22T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:40:32.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to JOJO: so if i didnt have a bad week, you wouldnt feel guilty? is that what you mean?</title><content type='html'>Hey people. Marin here. was too exhausted to blog about what khalisah told me in facebook. but i was seriousy damn shocked. i mean, jojo? are you seriously the one who wrote all the hurtful things in the class blog's cbox? cause this info cant really settle in my mind. i seriously thought khalisah was joking. i mean jojo wasnt someone whom i suspected cause after objections spammed the blog, he argued with the spammers. i mean i was really damn exhuasted so i wasnt really thinking well. but thinking about it now. it's all damn confusing and unbelievable (or however you spell that word) . i mean the post about him being disappointed with the class? isnt that indirectly a post which directed the suspicion away from him or something like that? and that post, no offence, when i read it, it felt like i was kinda being really blamed or made into a person who people would talk bad about. "without proper questioning... "? jojo, did you even do that? and that post kinda saved jojo's own back. i dont know how to explain but maybe you would sense it when you read the post. and its kinda ironic when jojo's one of the spammers. seriously. but if jojo really means it, i guess i would forgive him. but i seriously dont know why he started spamming the cbox. i seriously dont know why. im confused. someone help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5403106771770443817?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5403106771770443817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5403106771770443817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5403106771770443817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5403106771770443817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-jojo-so-if-i-didnt-have-bad-week-you.html' title='to JOJO: so if i didnt have a bad week, you wouldnt feel guilty? is that what you mean?'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-363918895044597395</id><published>2009-11-21T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:25:49.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people! Marin here!! IM BACK FROM GENTING ;DDD Genting trip rocked except for the part about my handphone. they cant find my handphone ): darn it. my memory card lost ): damn. all the pics gone. i only used it for a few weeks after it went through repairs ): anyways, the seniors are so nice ;DD ok that was random but i seriously got to know more seniors through the Genting Trip ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.30am to shower. felt so sleepy cause i reached home at 6 something the day before from the student council camp. then somemore i had to rush to parkway parade to buy the things i needed for Genting trip. haiyas. didnt see alot of people whom i knew when i reached school. only saw cheryl. anyways, sat with victoria. LOL. the bus ride to Genting was damn funny, thanks to her. was like gossiping all the way ;D so fun (: LOL. then in the middle of the bus ride she got seriously weird. i took out a packet of mini OREO and you know what she said? wont say it here. but for those who know, i bet you guys will be laughing like shit. she was like repeating that phrase for like 10mins. =.=" LOL. anyways, there was like free time then we (crystal,victoria,chae yun, cheryl, erny and me) promised to meet to go shopping. then me and erny were late for a very VALID REASON. but then when we went to the meet-up place, couldnt find them =.=" so me and erny were roaming around the shopping centre looking for them. alamak. so we wasted like 2.5hours looking for the rest. haiyas. then we found them when free time was going to be over. tsktsk. LOL. anyways, crystal, victoria and chae yun came to me and erny's room to "PARTY". lol. cause our room was seriously much more bigger. idk why. our room was seriously big compared to other rooms. so we were like laughing alot and taking pics. had so much fun ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously forgotten what happened on that day. i think it was full of practices and master classes. was pissed at someone on that day. only told victoria and crystal about it and they agreed. but then found out the main reason why. so it was ok. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 3:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full of practices and master classes. but it was kinda fun, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 4:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;woke up late (by 10mins) and had to shower faster. damn it. i rushed to victoria's room to blow dry my hair and rushed back to my room. rushed down for breakfast, forgot to take my damn phone. rushed up room to take choir file. forgot to take phone again. had free time after practice and went to the shopping centre with crystal, victoria and erny. went up to room with erny. the hotel room was cleaned. my phone was gone. me and erny were like searching everywhere but had to stop the search cause had to rush down for practice. i even asked the cleaner and he denied taking my phone. was damn sad. rushed down for sectionals. didnt really felt like singing but still sang. my head was full of thoughts and i wasnt really concentrating in sectionals. told victoria and crystal about it and they offered to help search my room. so we went up to my room to search my room.after searching, my room looked like it was ransacked. brilliant results? no. still couldnt find my damn phone. tried calling my phone and someone dejected the call. victoria and erny tried for like another 10 times but the same thing happened. that was when we realised that someone really stole my phone, no doubt. cause if it was really lost, it would go to voicemail. but it didnt. so we decided to tell one of the teachers but we didnt know the teachers' room numbers so we went to tell wei ying. so we waited until dinner to report the matter to the teachers but we couldnt find any of the teachers. so we waited until the performance time. saw ms lui and told her. i was called up to my room and was damn scary in there. wont elaborate. when i came back to the concert hall, found out that i missed our performance. i didnt know why i started cryin. all the tears i bottled up from sectionals just came flowing out of my eyes. i dont know why i cried, i seriously dont know why. i was scared, no doubt. and people were looking at me, i was so embarrassed but i couldnt control the ears. i wasnt crying cause i lost my phone. maybe some part of the reason why i cried was because i missed my own performance. idk. i seriously dont know. and then victoria started to comfort me cause i was crying. more people started to look at mme. and think they were talking about me. i dont know. but after the whole thing ended had to go to the police station. was damn scary. wont elaborate here too. i think thats all, i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 5:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip back to singapore was damn funny since me and victoria at near the seniors. the seniors were like asking victoria about her boyfriends and she was like trying to lie ;D haha. it was damn funny and then she started to poke me cause she needed my help. LOL. anyways, just to round it up, it was just seriously damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's all. im damn sleepy. nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im damn shocked. after the incident about my phone, now this? this is seriously one bad week. i cant believe it actually got worse. thanks alot people for shaming me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-363918895044597395?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/363918895044597395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=363918895044597395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/363918895044597395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/363918895044597395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-people-marin-here-im-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2375766842026370900</id><published>2009-11-11T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:08:07.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;OMG!!!! I GOT MY PHONE BACK!!!! IM SO HAPPY!! ITS ALL FIXED!!! YIPEE!!! *JUMPS WITH JOY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2375766842026370900?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2375766842026370900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2375766842026370900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2375766842026370900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2375766842026370900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-i-got-my-phone-back-im-so-happy-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5204972355603171448</id><published>2009-11-11T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:39:40.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people ;D marin here. seriously, persuading people to come to the class party is one piece of hell-ish shit business. ;D omg. that sounded totally cool. whatever. anyways, im stressed out persuading people to come ;D wish me luck , people ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5204972355603171448?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5204972355603171448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5204972355603171448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5204972355603171448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5204972355603171448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-people-d-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-311813314419608336</id><published>2009-11-06T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:04:06.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo people ;D Marin here  (: i seriously have nothing to say but just dropped in to say hi. so HI!!! *waves frantically* LOL. anyways, got choir later ;DD lucky i smsed erny to find out how she was going to siglap south cc. if i didnt then i would be so dead cause venue of practice changed ;DD ty erny (: nothing else to say. so BYES. imofftofacebook;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-311813314419608336?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/311813314419608336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=311813314419608336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/311813314419608336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/311813314419608336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-people-d-marin-here-i-seriously-have.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3562525905409321049</id><published>2009-11-05T12:09:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:32:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here ;DD holidays are boring =.=" !!.!! there's nothing to do at home ): so thus, there's nothing to talk/blog about either. and its damn frustrating to just stay locked up in my own house just because of the stupid weather. stupid rain :\ and the only few things i can do at home are.. 1) tutor my sister for 3 hours each day cause of her exams. (im so happy that today's the last day of her exam ;DD dont have to tutor her anymore. and its damn frustrating to tutor her cause she doesnt listen in science lesson and doesnt know the basics. she keeps forgetting that light can be reflected =.=" and she thinks that light can pass through opaque stuff. and the funny thing is, she things that mineral water is opaque. HAHA!!! ;DDD ) 2) i have time to plan the class party thingy ;DDDDDDD . 3) sit still and stare at the ceiling. i was just looking through my pics and since i have nothing else to say, let the pictures do the talking ;DD (&lt;-- omg. that sounds so cool ;D) LOL &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuUwMrrtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mHLZgtYOvAM/s1600-h/UNGLAM"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400500205985181394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuUwMrrtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mHLZgtYOvAM/s320/UNGLAM" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. this pics's hilarious. keith was singing "Zhu Li Guan" and he swinging his book thingy. and he was like "EH!!!" when he saw me taking the pic ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuVut1-RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y7-WLBWpuKI/s1600-h/KFC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400500222767266066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuVut1-RI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y7-WLBWpuKI/s320/KFC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. i like the words at the botttom (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuVDtRbWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Kedy0IwwUtg/s1600-h/Shop+Till+WE+Drop+%3BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400500211222146402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuVDtRbWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Kedy0IwwUtg/s320/Shop+Till+WE+Drop+%3BD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo's cute ;DD those people who never saw sarah in a dress can see her in one here!! she damn pretty right ;DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there's nothing to talk about. so BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;P.S: no copying of photos ;D xie xie ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3562525905409321049?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3562525905409321049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3562525905409321049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3562525905409321049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3562525905409321049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/SvJuUwMrrtI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mHLZgtYOvAM/s72-c/UNGLAM' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8517052057001681054</id><published>2009-11-04T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:50:30.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo people! Marin here ;DD anyways, to those 1D people who are reading this post, finish reading this post and IMMEDIATELY go to 1D's class blog! very important info there. not really that important but got few important infos. anyways, there's gonna be choir later ;D sectionals ;DDD but there's this stupid rain ): alamak. anyway, have to go now. i need to find my darn umbrella ;DD BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8517052057001681054?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8517052057001681054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8517052057001681054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8517052057001681054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8517052057001681054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/11/yo-people-marin-here-dd-anyways-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5155703894065908834</id><published>2009-10-30T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:41:08.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people ;D Marin here ;DDD im in the computer lab now!! again =.=" had class cleaning today and so yea, can tell we had to clean the class right?? so anyways, took like .. 1 whole freaking hour to clean the classroom. somemore, i had to clear out the trash with sunita and khalisah. while the others stayed in class. sorting out the trash was fun cause khalisah kept on sayung funny stuff ;DDD LOL. got choir after schooln ;D hope it isnt long. and Mr Kwei's coming! hope he lets us off early ;DDD im off to FACEBOOK! byes ;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S; Sze Min rocks!! ;D she told me to type that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5155703894065908834?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5155703894065908834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5155703894065908834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5155703894065908834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5155703894065908834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people-d-marin-here-ddd-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-9097752250027340071</id><published>2009-10-29T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:06:50.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO PEOPLE!!! 100th POST, YO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lol. anyways, hi! Marin here ;DD today had lunchtime showcase;D it totally rocked man. except for the singing parts. the dancing was just like so super mega cool man.! can you imagine haffidz they all dancing in the lunchtime showcase in 2 years?? LOL!!! it would be so cool to see them dancing! anyways, after luchtime showcase , had a LATE recess. after that, went to computer lab 4. stupid computers =.=" all so slow and some of them spoil already =.=" anyways, cam-whored with victoria in the computer lab cause got nothing else to do ;DD took some really cool and weird pics !! ;DD &lt;em&gt;victoria upload them on facebook, k? ;DDD &lt;/em&gt;anyways, before the lunchtime showcase, it was really boring. there were these presentations on dont know what thing. and had choir after school! sectionals ): for 4hours!! at least sec 1s managed to sing all the songs nicely. not really nicely but still acceptable. my legs were damn pain after thatand stomach was also growling. went to have dinner at eatzculture ;DDD laughed and talked about weird stuff with lescee and victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-9097752250027340071?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9097752250027340071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=9097752250027340071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9097752250027340071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9097752250027340071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/yo-people-100th-post-yo-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7380835267886560517</id><published>2009-10-28T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:27:10.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello ;DD Marin here. Currently in the computer lab (: Ms Heng booked the computer lab for us . YAY!! lol. its quite noisy here. got three people behind me playing pinball with full volume. =.=" YAY ms heng! she asked them to off the volume ;DD anyways, got seriously nothing to blog about =.=" wait first, let me think of what to blog about. Sze Min suggested that I blog about her (: LOL. alamak. Sze Min's waiting for me to type about her. ok, wait ah. Sze Min is a very impatient girl (; LOL. joking la. anyways, she's a very mother-ly kind of person ;DDD that describes her !!! ALOT!!! hahaa..  and she's very funny in a different way. *laughs* she is also very weird :DDD she asked me to say that. anyways, IM OFF TO FACEBOOK ;DDD byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7380835267886560517?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7380835267886560517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7380835267886560517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7380835267886560517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7380835267886560517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-dd-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4785606442726570381</id><published>2009-10-27T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:08:10.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no comment ;D</title><content type='html'>hey people ;DD Marin here (: omg, im so bored. anyways, yesterday had games carnival. I forced farah to join netball with me ;DDD im so mean ): but FARAH PLAYED SO WELLLL ;D we played until our face damn and "drenched" in sweat. then came back home and fell asleep ;DDD i was so damn freaking tired that i skipped dinner =.=" alamak. anyways, my whole body was aching like shit when i woke up this morning ): my left shoulder was hurting so much!! then wayne go and press on that aching part. !!!! *angry* he thought i was joking when i told him about my left shoulder =.=" anyways, had to participate in the group discussion thingy. missed the NE show thingy which i heard was boring. so PHEW ;DDD lucky i missed it. with a VALID REASON. Ha! ;D auditorium was freaking cold. regretted not bringing my jacket =.=" IM GONNA BRING JACKET TOMORROW!!! IF I dont then im going to slap myself. (: have to go now. im damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sarah dont be sad ;DD cheer up (: he's not worth it if he dumped such an amazing person like you ;DDD he's gonna regret it one day. someday, somewhere, sometime. ;DDDD MY last sentence sounds so cool!!! ;DDDD *jumps around**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4785606442726570381?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4785606442726570381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4785606442726570381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4785606442726570381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4785606442726570381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hey-people-dd-marin-here-omg-im-so.html' title='no comment ;D'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-912623300228665253</id><published>2009-10-25T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:49:57.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed. flunked. whatever</title><content type='html'>yo people. Marin here ;D wanted to blog yesterday but couldnt. anyways, yeah. about EOYs. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;screwed. flunked. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; everything get like around 60 =.=" even though i studied. FIRST TIME IN SEC 1 THAT I BOTHERED TO STUDY FOR EVERY SUBJECT. well this just sucks man. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: check out my pics in facebook ;D the edited ones ;D it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double P.S: KEITH!!!! go and look at the pics. theres one really GLAM pic of you ;D haha. YAY!! revenge people! LOL. joking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-912623300228665253?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/912623300228665253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=912623300228665253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/912623300228665253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/912623300228665253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/screwed-flunked-whatever.html' title='screwed. flunked. whatever'/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6673287137868580330</id><published>2009-10-18T19:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:26:26.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hiiiii people (: EOYs are over yeah. actually it ended LONG AGO . was just too tired to update (: and then there's this LONGGGGGGG weekend for us, yeah? isnt it cool !!!?? not. cause its B-O-R-I-N-G!so anyways,,,, uh.. HI! lol. so yeah. on friday, went too orchard to SHOP with angelica,aurelia,faradina,keith,nadia,sarah and sze min! bought LOTS of things. well, not exactly many but in my opinion quite a lot ;D helped SARAH to choose this really nice dress. ;D it was so sarah-ish. plus i helped VICTORIA choose this silver-greyish nail polish. and tried to paint her nails. but was an epic failure cause i couldnt finish painting her nails after finishing her pinky because of some security guard who told us we couldnt sit on the florr =.=" its so stupid. THERES SO LITTLE CHAIRS IN FAR EAST PLAZA. we sit on the stairs also cannot =.=" got another security guard come after like 1 min past. i swear i think there are TONS of security guards!! they SWARM the place. but we dont see them ;D cause they're all catching people who's sitting down. anyways, far east plaza is HUGE! we only finished like 3 floors after like what 4 hours of shopping?? almost everyone was trying on dresses. well not everyone but still, there were alot of shops filled with dresses. ;D farah looked so CCOOOLL in the dress she bought. and nadia is SO SKINNY! ! we went to this shop and sarah forced her to try 2 dresses. she tried them and she said that the belt or something like that wasnt even stretching when it was called a stretch belt or something. correct me if im wrong please ;D nadia was determined to see me in a dress. victoria too right?? well, they got their wish =.=" sarah forced me to try a dress. aurelia picked one for me. she knew i didnt like those strapless , girly, feminine, dresses, so she picked one "T-shirty dress". **quoted from aurelia** and i looked like minnie mouse. =.=" it wasnt pink or red or anything like that. if it was pink, i would have run away. it was white and silverish. and it was so SHORT! they all say i look cute. MY FOOT LA. AH PUI&gt;.&lt;&gt; PUI PUI PUI!!! anyways, VICTORIA IS GOING TO BUY A DRESS!!! aftre shopping, we went back to the MRT station and on the escalatora, she was like " i want to buy a dress with my mum" . I WAS SHOCKED!! i greabbed her shoulders and started acting like a mad woman. well, not really like a mad woman but still.. anyways, went to watch "imagine that" wih erny today at cineleisure. the movie was hilarious but the plot was ok. at least it wasnt out of point. before watching the movie, we took neoprints. i looked ugly in most of the pictures but erny looked so PRETTY!! anyways, got to go. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Marin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6673287137868580330?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6673287137868580330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6673287137868580330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6673287137868580330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6673287137868580330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hiiiii-people-eoys-are-over-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2338513433144204683</id><published>2009-10-07T10:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:48:06.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo people (: Marin here. so anyways, just wanted to say that i HATE YESTERDAY. cause it was a rainy day ;D wanna know why?? *silence* dot dot.. i'll just take that as a yes, yeah? ;D so anyways. was walking to school. then take the bridge . the bridge near the side gate. saw ALOT of people behind me (cause a bus just arrived/) then then then.. was walking down the stairs then.. I FELL. to be more specific i slide down a few steps. cause of the stupid slippery, wet steps. stupid rain. oh ya, history was an epic failure ;D and today got mother tongue paper!! YAYY for me ! ;D can stay at home. so anyways, BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2338513433144204683?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2338513433144204683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2338513433144204683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2338513433144204683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2338513433144204683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/halo-people-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8068766316363164334</id><published>2009-10-05T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:32:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Eugene (: eugene's damn blur! he got his birthday mixed up .. HAHAHAA!!! he thought it was on the 2nd of october =.=" LOSER!!! lol. anyways, i think my brain's gonna burst with all these history info stuffed into my head. seriously, my head's hurting! and i worked out an equation that would explain why my head feels like this. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BRAIN = doesnt allow history info to enter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;easily&lt;/span&gt;. my brain also has "deja vu". its seeing the future ;D coolio right?? . so i made the conclusion that .. HISTORY NOTES ARE EVILLL ;D they're planning to take over my brain !! :0 LOL. im so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8068766316363164334?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8068766316363164334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8068766316363164334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8068766316363164334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8068766316363164334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-eugene-eugenes-damn-blur.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7250774904249433811</id><published>2009-10-04T16:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:15:35.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so freaking angry with my freaking sister. i wish she wasnt my sister. can i delete the blood relation/connection between us? i feel like throwing her down. i feel like pushing her into the middle of a crowded road and watch her get hit by a bloody car. damn her. what's her damn freaking problem? immature idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7250774904249433811?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7250774904249433811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7250774904249433811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7250774904249433811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7250774904249433811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-freaking-angry-with-my-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2672684929144444250</id><published>2009-10-03T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:53:57.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halo (: Marin here (: i dont care if exams are near. (uh, maybe not )  freak exams. my mum doesnt even know im using the computer ;D she thinks im studying and after she asked me why i was reading a book instead of studying she believed me when i told her i had a book review to complete (: im awesome. NOT. lol. anyways, i think i should start studying or else i'll screw my exams (as usual ) (:  Byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2672684929144444250?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2672684929144444250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2672684929144444250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2672684929144444250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2672684929144444250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/10/halo-marin-here-i-dont-care-if-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1739652380440057187</id><published>2009-09-30T07:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T08:04:29.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALOOOOO :) Marin here :) Currently using computer now during CE :) eh, im no bad ok?! Ms Erma allowed. So those who thought i was secretly using the computer. IN YOUR FACE (: Ms Erma rocks (: anyways, many people in class are doing.. facebook =.=" and uh.. looking at other's blogs (: and uh.. doing other random stuff. (: alamak. dont know what to write . wait. i'll go and ask SZE MIN what to write. *asking* Sze min doesnt know what i should write. WAIT! let me ask VICTORIA! *asking* she wants me to write how much i love her. LOL. anyways, VICTORIA, YOU ROCK TO THE MAX!! though you're sometimes REALLY WEIRD &gt;.&lt; LOL! :D haha. Sze min's next to me playing dont know what facebook game. But i think she wants to play Farmville. ;D and no, i dont know how to play (: ALAMAK. shes so desperate to play that game that she asked JEN YANG. HAHHA!!! sze min so funny. LOLs. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*nadia is so random . she was saying ANEO-HASAE-YO ( which is korean for HELLO. and i have seriously no idea how to spell it. so whatever ). I TOLD Y OU SHE'S RANDOM! she was like "i love you marin" lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1739652380440057187?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1739652380440057187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1739652380440057187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1739652380440057187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1739652380440057187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/halooooo-marin-here-currently-using.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5130663096091581229</id><published>2009-09-29T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:49:04.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo people (: Marin here. (: so anyways.. HA!! VICTORIA I AM UPDATING ! :D lol. i just finished my Japanese test. 2 hours man. Freaking long. I thought my brain was gonna burst. :D gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5130663096091581229?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5130663096091581229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5130663096091581229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5130663096091581229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5130663096091581229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/halo-people-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2747843713402691928</id><published>2009-09-09T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:41:47.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halo people (: sorry for the really long absence (: so yea, gonna update now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.. i cut my hair ): i looked like a freaking guy. =.=" but i shifted some of my fringe so it looks ok. then after that rushed all the way to somerset to meet AURELIAAA (: we went to cineleisure to watch G-FORCE! the movie's like MEGA CUTE (: sarah couldnt come though ): after the movie , we went to take neoprints !! the neoprint machine is like so COOLIO! ok so anywways, after that just walked around . aurelia wanted to buy a wallet/pencil case/bag so we went all the way to far east plaza. and she bought a really cool wallet at 77th Street. i swear it looks so COOL! anyways, had to rush home (: my sister got a shock when she saw my hair. HAHAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY (: (: &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG!!!! YESTERDAY WAS DA BOMB! it seriously rocked man! so uh.. first met up with jannelle then saw TING FANG at the bus stop !! OMG!!! so coincidental or however you spell that word (: anyway, we all waited for bus 31 then PEGGY board the bus. WOOHOO!!! lol.. then when we reach vivo and going to go up the escalotor, we saw .. SARAH.S AND LIZ!!! omg. saw so many ppl sia. (: i was so surprised =.= both liz and sarah go and pierce their ear like siao. i mean only 2 piercings on each ear right?? anyway, saw john and malcolm waiting for us. they were playing their PSP =.=" somemore they go bring their s-board. LOL. so me, peggy and jannelle went to burger king cause we hungry (: anyway, SKIP! all the way,. lets see. OH YA! it was so FUUUNNNN!!!! we were like playing in the water. then dont know what we throw sand at each other. After that, we were like swimming to the other SMALL "island" . the sand over there was DAMN SOFT!!! . ok.. LETS SKIP AGAIN. so anyway, blablabla.. went back to vivo then ate dinner there. after that, we played . went home (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2747843713402691928?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2747843713402691928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2747843713402691928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2747843713402691928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2747843713402691928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/09/halo-people-sorry-for-really-long.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4520915142683544733</id><published>2009-08-27T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:22:47.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halo people (: Marin here. sorry for the really long absence. (: anyways, we got back our COMMON TEST PAPERS (except for science) and my results sucked (as usual). i dont get it. im not improving or deproving :/ ok, so anyway, science confirm fail one. because of ***AAHHEEMM*** you people get it right? (: yea, so whatever. (: LOLS. today was damn slack cause today consist of 2 free math periods, 1 CE period, 2 Drama infusion periods, Recess and 2 literature periods. that's all right? so it's like, the only time we study is in the literature periods (: anyways, nothing really funny happened. except for like what aurelia did to victoria and faradina. she gave both of them an "energizing" hug. It's really funny (: but it didnt work on victoria ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*THIS IS DEDICATED TO .. VICTORIA!!!* (the sentences below (: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up , Victoria! dont be so depressed, k? its not that bad.. i had to clean the whole house, do all the chores and tutor my sister for 1 week when i failed 2 subjects (: after that my hands were all yucky..  =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4520915142683544733?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4520915142683544733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4520915142683544733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4520915142683544733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4520915142683544733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/halo-people-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1460348914276932461</id><published>2009-08-12T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:19:44.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. HEY PEOPLE!! today was like so.. tiring. (: 1st thing, got CE then we had to do like kampong games. (: i liked the marble games (; LOLS. anyways, after that got PE. =.=".. I WANNA PLAY GAMES. NOT HAVE NAPHA. its like wth. and anyways, shit man. im gonna get a bloody bronze cause of my standing broadjump. .. Mr see toh go and take my lower score. NOT FAIR MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1460348914276932461?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1460348914276932461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1460348914276932461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1460348914276932461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1460348914276932461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4700274216512333514</id><published>2009-08-10T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:11:50.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY PEOPLE!! (: Marin here (: i think this post's gonna be quite LONG . cause you know, i'll be updating stuff from friday. But whatever, let me just update (: LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=FRIDAY=~&lt;br /&gt;1st thing i see when i enter the class was that ALOT of people were wearing red. LOLS. Had National Day celebration. Pretty much boring. PLus it was DAMN FREAKING HOT . =.=" but .. the performance by band and tk dance were nice.  sarah danced so nice ! LOLS. did you know that SOME people behind me got so excited ?? ( im referring to guys. DUH. ) i wonder what that means. NOT. after the national day celebration, i had to bloody take the science test cause i was absent =.=" AFTER the science test, went Parkway with Erny, Jannelle, Priscilla and Claudia. Went to eat at Banquet.( Saw Dayanara, Debby and Tiffany.) Priscilla, Erny and Jannelle all eat the same thing but then jannelle got no chilli in her food. Priscilla got SOME chilli in her food and Erny got ALOT of chilli in her food. the normal colour of the food was i think yellow or brown but erny's food colour was RED. like seriously RED. After eating, we went to the TOP FLOOR and .. and.. and .. read the magazine erny brought =.=" Jannelle wanted to cam-whore. the rest didnt reply.. =.=" anyway, after that we went BORDERS(: hehe.. Erny and i rushed to the music section after checking the magazines and erny went mental (: she was re-arranging the JoBros CDs. oh ya, she was also re-arranging Demi Lovato's and Jordin Sparks' CDs. while erny was re-arranging and i was doing practically nothing and saying "what is wrong with you, woman?" to erny( many, many times ) , jannelle appeared. Then, Jannelle and i ran away from erny . we were trying to play hide and seek (: its real fun, you should try it one day. but erny didnt bother chasing us. she was just staring at us =.=" and then she went to Claudia and Priscilla. they were in the gift shop. so jannelle and i went there. we spent ALOT of time there. Erny was pestering Priscilla cause erny didnt know what present she gonna give to Priscilla. at the same time, Jannelle and i were looking at the notebooks. plus going around the shop. ( i found out that the shop sells alot of lip balm =.=") anyways, jannelle had to rush to bugis after that cause she had tuition. ** after idk how many mins** erny was still searching for a present while Priscilla wanted to buy a card. in the end, erny stopped searching cause Priscilla was already at the counter buying the card. after that, we went to mini toons and FINALLY erny found a present for Priscilla (: OH YA. we saw ah ber. =.=" she was walking towards us when we were outside mini toons. LOLS!!  so after that, we went to BERRYLITE, but we didnt buy anything. Priscilla was trying to figure out what to write in the card. **after an hour or so** we left BERRYLITE. Priscilla and Claudia went different way from me and erny. so we went to jollibean and erny bought a drink cause she was thirsty and we saw HAFIDZ AND FIRDAUSI!! (not the 1D Haffidz, the 6O Hafidz) then we walk to the bus stop and before boarding the bus, I saw PEARLYN AND KAI LIN! omg, see so many people that day. but OMG! when i enter the bus, i found out that i had no money left in my EZ-link and i had no money in my wallet. not even 5 cent=.=" so i begged the bus driver to let me through (: and he did (: haha.. nothing much happened after that. so i wont bother talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=SATURDAY=~&lt;br /&gt;didnt go for choir .. but i got excuse from doctor.(: nothing much that day. i had to rush for kumon (BLEH!) and i was the last person to leave (excluding the teachers ) =.=" . nothing else for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~=YESTERDAY=~&lt;br /&gt;woke up late . felt like shit. and what did i do? (wait, let me try and remember..) right, i was surfing the internet cause got like practically nothing to do in my house. my sister was pestering me to go to facebook. luckily she went to her friend's house for a sleepover cause i could've strangled her. she's so irritating. anyways, ** skip all the way to watching NDP performance. ** i thought the NDP celebration was gonna suck but it was relatively kin ok. quite creative actually. anyways, after that got SINGAPORE IDOL. YAY!! lols. even though it was only about the auditions , it was quite entertaining. (: you know, seeing the diff between the weird people singing and the not-weird people singing (: (: LOLS. but then right, after like 30 mins, my mum came into the room and wanted to watch a korean drama she had on DVD. thus, i couldnt watch finish singapore idol =.=" so mean . my mother could've watched any other time. the korean drama was on DVD for crying out loud !!&gt;.&lt; nvm. anyways, i have to go now.  BYES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4700274216512333514?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4700274216512333514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4700274216512333514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4700274216512333514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4700274216512333514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people-marin-here-i-think-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7743706175069885494</id><published>2009-08-06T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:23:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY PEOPLE! yea, im BACK!! from the stupid high fever, sore throat and cough. well., i still have the bloody cough. Damn it. anyways, i had seriously nothing to do while i was "locked up" in my room. seriously nothing to do. i couldnt go out of my bloody room!!! that means no computer , no TV and precisely nothing to do with the rest of the house. i only could read in bed and sleep and oh ya. eat. stupid man. but then .. here's the good news! MY MOTHER BOUGHT ME A PORTABLE TV!!! YIPEE&gt;.&lt; so i wouldnt feel bored. i mean you wouldnt feel bored when watching movies, yea? so i watched.. harry potter and the order of the phoenix and BOSS!! BOSS is so COOL!!! its a seriiously damn cool japanese drama series. though it gets kinda gross with all the murders and all the blood. but it's relatively so .. so.. NICE! anyways, Im gonna do the quiz now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by: Sarah&lt;br /&gt;HAIR...you have/use a:&lt;br /&gt;[x] straightener&lt;br /&gt;[x] curling iron&lt;br /&gt;[ ]mousse&lt;br /&gt;[x] hairspray&lt;br /&gt;[ ] gel&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other sprays&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bobbypins&lt;br /&gt;[x] round barrel brush&lt;br /&gt;[x] blow dryer&lt;br /&gt;[x] mirror&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have or had dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you have or had highlights&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you need to check your hair at least once every hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] you hate it when ppl touch your hair&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;EYES...you have or use or do:&lt;br /&gt;[x] black eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] other color eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;[x] eye shadow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mascara&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fake eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eyelash curler&lt;br /&gt;[ ] eye shimmer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] colored contacts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] stunner shades&lt;br /&gt;[x] eye makeup remover&lt;br /&gt;[x] you refrain from touching your eyes because of your make up&lt;br /&gt;[x] you try to avoid from getting your makeup smudged&lt;br /&gt;Total: 12&lt;br /&gt;LIPS/TEETH...you have or use or do:&lt;br /&gt;[x] clear lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;[x] red or pink lip gloss&lt;br /&gt;[x] lip stick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chap stick&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lip plumper&lt;br /&gt;[ ] electric toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] teeth whitener&lt;br /&gt;[ ] lip liner&lt;br /&gt;[ ] more than 15 lipglosses&lt;br /&gt;[x] toothpaste&lt;br /&gt;[x] mouthwash&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you reapply your lipgloss/lipstick frequently&lt;br /&gt;[ ] it takes you at least 5-10 mins to get your lip gloss perfect&lt;br /&gt;Total: 17&lt;br /&gt;COMPLEXION/OVER-ALL FACE...you have or use:&lt;br /&gt;[x] blush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] moisturizer&lt;br /&gt;[x] face wash&lt;br /&gt;[ ] bronzer&lt;br /&gt;[x] makeup remover&lt;br /&gt;[ ] face wipes&lt;br /&gt;[x] powder&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cover up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tweezers&lt;br /&gt;Total: 21&lt;br /&gt;NAILS...you have/use/do&lt;br /&gt;[x] nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail file&lt;br /&gt;[x] nail clipper&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail buffer&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cuticle remover&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail hardener&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail brush&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have/had Fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] nail scissors&lt;br /&gt;[x] you hate it when your nail polish chips&lt;br /&gt;Total: 24&lt;br /&gt;CLOTHES...you have or use or do:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] takes you 30 minutes or more to pick out an outfit&lt;br /&gt;[ ] almost never like your outfit&lt;br /&gt;[x] hate it when you spill something on your shirt&lt;br /&gt;[x] obsessed with what people think&lt;br /&gt;[x] you hate it when you can't find shoes to match&lt;br /&gt;Total:27&lt;br /&gt;Over-all Total: 27&lt;br /&gt;Now, take your score and multiply it by 2.&lt;br /&gt;I am 54% obsessed with my looks!&lt;br /&gt;tag 8 friends to do the same...&lt;br /&gt;Anyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg. BYES people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7743706175069885494?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7743706175069885494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7743706175069885494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7743706175069885494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7743706175069885494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-people-yea-im-back-from-stupid-high.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2719565929159713754</id><published>2009-07-28T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:28:15.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEY PEOPLE!! OMG!!! YES!! i can finally upload the pics into computer (: FINALLY . MUAHAHAHA. lols =.=" &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYWLEnJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/G83wOd9reVM/s1600-h/DSC01630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490706327641234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYWLEnJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/G83wOd9reVM/s320/DSC01630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have no idea who took this (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYoefYVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cbM3khRfLVc/s1600-h/DSC01628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490711240925522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYoefYVI/AAAAAAAAAC8/cbM3khRfLVc/s320/DSC01628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DITTO. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypqiVDQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QBZXMt8Dsug/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491003851672834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypqiVDQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QBZXMt8Dsug/s320/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZDGVh1I/AAAAAAAAADM/KO5J4GP14QE/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;AWESOME right.&lt;?? this is outside the 2nd hotel we stayed in (japan) DAMN COOL. I climbed on the rocks. not the rocks in the pic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yp8c09tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/As6VP6xcwpc/s1600-h/DSC01010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491008660436690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yp8c09tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/As6VP6xcwpc/s320/DSC01010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypftQ-OI/AAAAAAAAADs/2qhUIEnnBWU/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yp8c09tI/AAAAAAAAAD8/As6VP6xcwpc/s1600-h/DSC01010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypftQ-OI/AAAAAAAAADs/2qhUIEnnBWU/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHA!! you cant see my face. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZDGVh1I/AAAAAAAAADM/KO5J4GP14QE/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490718387373906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZDGVh1I/AAAAAAAAADM/KO5J4GP14QE/s320/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i look WEIRD (: =.=" this was taken in disney resort hotel shop. you know where they sell all the disneyland stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypftQ-OI/AAAAAAAAADs/2qhUIEnnBWU/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363491000944752866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypftQ-OI/AAAAAAAAADs/2qhUIEnnBWU/s320/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MUAH SISTER!! haha.. she didnt know i took this photo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s1600-h/DSC01050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490995161357922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7ypKKZXmI/AAAAAAAAADk/SQGp6rNbsBg/s320/DSC01050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The TV damn big (: i mean.. you know its big for a hotel TV&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490722640586130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yZS8YZZI/AAAAAAAAADU/b7a0TbZGLYA/s320/DSC01053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SCENARY from the balcony!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s1600-h/DSC01052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490991001458002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yo6qmVVI/AAAAAAAAADc/qY0mDdplRSk/s320/DSC01052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bathroom damn big also. this's just half of the whale bathroom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363490713626617698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s320/DSC01092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYxXSJ2I/AAAAAAAAADE/O1MgF2AfOMY/s1600-h/DSC01092.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's ME! with half of my sister's face (: we were in the disney resort hotel shop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ANyways. you know my sister's complaining cause i never put her pics on my blog (: haha. i have to go now. BYES.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2719565929159713754?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2719565929159713754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2719565929159713754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2719565929159713754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2719565929159713754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people-omg-yes-i-can-finally-upload.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sm7yYWLEnJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/G83wOd9reVM/s72-c/DSC01630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5006610804619282680</id><published>2009-07-21T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:41:48.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halo (: haha.. Marin here (: (: anyways, i think im gonna die.. i think the school's trying to kill us with &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; tests(: i mean, HISTORY TEST on the same day as MATH TEST !!! &lt;s&gt;go and die la.&lt;/s&gt; but seriously .. MATH WITH HISTORY????? this is crap. dont you agree =.="?? &lt;s&gt;stupid tests. stupid school. stupid activities.&lt;/s&gt; nvm.. at least tomorrow can leave school at 1 cause tomorrow racial harmony day! HA! YAY! lucky me(; i dont have to pass up the manga homework. (i have no idea where i put my manga stuff and i didnt finish.) pathetic right? but .. OMG!! TOMORROW'S THE &lt;s&gt;BLOODY&lt;/s&gt; AMAZING RACE. crap. im gonna die. shi quan and naunidh's in my group=.=" tell me how to survive when these 2 run damn fast.. and somemore got alot of stamina. stupid stupid stupid. i seriously have nothing else to say so .. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5006610804619282680?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5006610804619282680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5006610804619282680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5006610804619282680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5006610804619282680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/halo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2013789679833192992</id><published>2009-07-15T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:51:45.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~=this was what i wrote on the 15th=~&lt;br /&gt;hey people. Marin here. it was a really weird day for me today. not during school hours but after school hours. school was normal. (i guess (:) and we practiced for sit ups and standing broadjump in P.E. I sucked in sit ups.. damn it. but i got 160 for standing broadjump!!!! (squeals with delight) haha. seriously, i was damn happy when i got 160cm. (: i always nearly failed standing broadjump in primary school.. haha. anyways, other than that, nothing really interesting. maybe except for the fact that i had to rush in history to complate my Manga Art homework(: and also the fact that the Manga Atrt lesson gave me this HUGE headache. what's worse? we had to do this math worksheet in assembly programme. stupid man. and the relieve teacher was damn skinny. seriously damn skinny. okk, so lets move on to the weird part. should i say it? yea, i should. . . . . .&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;s&gt;i felt like dying at that point of time. i had seriously no idea. i was having my piano lesson then suddenly my sister was like saying seriously mean stuff , asking me why i was alive and not dead. + all the stuff that happened this afternoon, i started tearing up. but of course i never cry la. i would never cry infront of my sister.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=~TODAY(16th)~=&lt;br /&gt;hey people. Marin here (: what i thought on the 15th was really immature. yea, i know. im a fool for thinking about death right? but whatever. i guess i was really under alot of stress and i kind of .. you know.. wait , what's the word? i forgot(: but i think you guys should know right? oh right. cracked. wait, is it the correct word? whatever(: anyways, skipping all this stuff. school was .. school (: stupid standing broadjump. (: stupid p.e. (: i guess i have no idea what to say (: so byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2013789679833192992?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2013789679833192992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2013789679833192992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2013789679833192992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2013789679833192992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-was-what-i-wrote-on-15th-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6819600844151201480</id><published>2009-07-14T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:07:04.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. [] Forgot to put the lid on the blender, turned it on, and had everything fly out&lt;br /&gt;2. [] Gotten your head stuck between the stair rails&lt;br /&gt;3. [X] fell out of a chair by leaning back in it&lt;br /&gt;4. [X] Had gum fall out of your mouth while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;5. [] Choked on your own spit while you were talking&lt;br /&gt;6. [] Had people tell you that you are blonde&lt;br /&gt;7. [X] Been caught staring at your crush by your crush him/herself&lt;br /&gt;8. [X] Have looked for something for at least 10 min then realized it was in your hand&lt;br /&gt;9. [X] Tried to push open a door that said pull&lt;br /&gt;10.[] Tried to pull open a door that said pushtotal&lt;br /&gt;so far:5&lt;br /&gt;11. [] Have actually believed someone when they said that they knew how to make a love potion 12. [] Have hit yourself in the process of trying to hit something else&lt;br /&gt;13. [] Have tripped and fallen UP the stairs&lt;br /&gt;14. [] Have actually exploded marshmallows in the microwave&lt;br /&gt;15. [] Have gotten gum stuck in your hair&lt;br /&gt;16. [] Had gum fall out of your mouth while trying to blow a bubble&lt;br /&gt;17. [] Have had the juice from a mini tomato squirt out and hit somebody else when you bit into it&lt;br /&gt;18. [X] Have had your drink come out your nose because you were laughing so hard&lt;br /&gt;19. [] Have called one of your good friends by the wrong name&lt;br /&gt;20. [] have skinned your toe because you were playing soccer or kickball with thongs on or you were barefoottotal&lt;br /&gt;so far:6&lt;br /&gt;21. [] Have put a sticker on your forehead, forgot it was there, and went out in public with it on&lt;br /&gt;22. [] Have fallen out of a moving vehicle&lt;br /&gt;23. [] Have run into a closed door&lt;br /&gt;24. [] Have almost shot someone with a real gun while trying to shoot something else&lt;br /&gt;25. []Searched for your cell phone while you were talking on it&lt;br /&gt;26. [] it has taken you longer than 5 min to get a joke&lt;br /&gt;27. [] Have gotten your hair stuck in a blow dryer even only a bit&lt;br /&gt;28. [] Have gotten your hair stuck in a fan&lt;br /&gt;29. [X] Tripped on a crack in the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;30. [] Said o'clock after saying how many min after the hour, example: 5:30 o'clock, or 6:15 o'clock total&lt;br /&gt;so far: 7&lt;br /&gt;31. [] After someone told you that there was gum on the ground, you stepped in it&lt;br /&gt;32. [] Put on a white shirt even though you already knew it was raining outside&lt;br /&gt;33. [X] Have ever walked up to a stranger because you thought they were someone else&lt;br /&gt;34. [] Ever been kicked out of a grocery store/off their property&lt;br /&gt;35. [X] Touched the stove, the curling iron, a hot pan, etc on purpose even though you knew it was hot&lt;br /&gt; 36. [] Picked out your change of clothes, took off the ones you had on and then accidentally put the old clothes back on&lt;br /&gt;37. [X] Wondered why something wasn't working then realized it wasn't turned on&lt;br /&gt;38. [] Put the cereal in the fridge, or put the milk in the cupboard&lt;br /&gt;39. [] Walked into a pole&lt;br /&gt;40. [] Wore two different earrings or shoes at the same timetotal&lt;br /&gt;so far: 10&lt;br /&gt;41. [X] Put your shirt on backwards/inside-out without realizing it then left your house&lt;br /&gt;42. [X] Tried to take a picture of your/someone's eye with the flash on&lt;br /&gt;43. [] Gotten a ring stuck on your finger because you put it on even though you knew it was too small&lt;br /&gt;44. [] Walked out of the bathroom with toilet paper stuck to your shoe without realizing it&lt;br /&gt;45. [X] Went to go do something/go get something, then when you got there forgot what is was that you were going to do&lt;br /&gt;46. [] Picked up someone else's drink and drank out of it on accident when your drink was right next to it&lt;br /&gt;47. [X] Fallen out of your chair while trying to pick something up&lt;br /&gt;48. [] Have poked yourself in the eye&lt;br /&gt;49. [] Have gotten in the shower with your underware or socks still on..&lt;br /&gt;50. [] Melted your hairbrush while blow drying your hairtotal&lt;br /&gt;so far: 14&lt;br /&gt;51. [] Have done enough stupid things to make a test&lt;br /&gt;52. [] Have accidentally stabbed yourself with a pencil&lt;br /&gt;53. [X] Have sung the wrong verse to a song without realizing it&lt;br /&gt;54. [X] Have given an odd answer to a question because you didn't hear the question in the first place and didn't feel like asking what it was&lt;br /&gt;55. [] Told someone you were the wrong age because you seriously forgot how old you were&lt;br /&gt;56. [] Looked into an overhead purposefully while it was on&lt;br /&gt;57. [] Got up early and got ready for school/work, then realized that you didn't have school/work that day&lt;br /&gt;58. [X] Have tripped on a cord&lt;br /&gt;60. [X] Have ever laughed at a joke that no one else thought was funnytotal&lt;br /&gt;so far:18&lt;br /&gt;61. [] Done the Macarena to the electric slide or vice versa&lt;br /&gt;62. [] Said funner then had someone make fun of you for it&lt;br /&gt;63. [] Have repeated yourself at least twice in the same sentence&lt;br /&gt;64. [X] Brought up an inside joke with the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;65. [X] Didn't do the backside of an assignment because you thought that there wasn't one because you had already looked and forgot that there was another side&lt;br /&gt;66. [X]Did more work than you had to on an assignment because you didn't read the directions&lt;br /&gt;67. [] Corrected someone's grammar/pronunciation then figured out that you were the one that was wrong&lt;br /&gt;68. [X] Put something in a special place so that you would remember where it was, then forgot where you put it&lt;br /&gt;69. [X] Put ice in your drink after the glass was full of liquid and had it splash out-&lt;br /&gt;70. [X] Told a lie then forgot what it was that you had said and got caught&lt;br /&gt;total so far:24&lt;br /&gt;71. [X] When wearing goggles, you pulled them away from your face and let go so that they would come back and snap you in the face&lt;br /&gt;72. [X] Forgot to make sure that the lamp was off before you replaced the light bulb&lt;br /&gt;73. [] Have sat on a bench with wet paint on it.&lt;br /&gt;74. [] Told someone that you hardly ever do stupid things, then immediately did/said something stupid&lt;br /&gt;75. [X] Told someone to watch out for something, then you were the one that ran into it&lt;br /&gt;76. [] Have purposely licked playground sand&lt;br /&gt;77. [] Have purposely flicked yourself with a rubber band&lt;br /&gt;78. [] Gotten so hyper that someone actually thought you were high when you weren't&lt;br /&gt;79. [] Have been so hyper you actually scared people&lt;br /&gt;80. [] Put duct tape on your body then pulled it off to see if it would pull your hairs out&lt;br /&gt;total so far:27&lt;br /&gt;81. [] Put duct tape on your hair/someone else's hair then pulled it off&lt;br /&gt;82. [] Put a clothes pin/hair clip on your lip just to see if it hurts&lt;br /&gt;83. [] Sat and wondered why men dress shirts have a loop on the back&lt;br /&gt;84. [X]Made up a code name for someone so that you could talk about them to someone else and no one else would know who you were talking about&lt;br /&gt;85. [] Have gotten a hairbrush stuck in your hair&lt;br /&gt;86. [X] Used the straw to blow the straw wrapper at someone&lt;br /&gt;87. [] Shaved your tongue because you thought your taste buds looked weird&lt;br /&gt;88. [] When at a restaurant/cafeteria, you used your spoon to fling stuff at people&lt;br /&gt;89. [] Have flung forks at people in a restaurant/cafeteria&lt;br /&gt;90. [X] Sucked on a cup and got a hick-up from it&lt;br /&gt;total so far:30&lt;br /&gt;91. [X] As you were writing, you moved your head back and forth with your pen/pencil&lt;br /&gt;92. [] Have drawn finger puppets on your fingers then named them&lt;br /&gt;93. [X] Have wrapped someone in a roll of toilet paper&lt;br /&gt;94. [] Have used somebody else's toothbrush without even realizing it wasn't yoURS&lt;br /&gt;95. [X] started telling a story and forget what you were talking about or what happened in the story&lt;br /&gt;96. [] when you saw a beware of dog sign, you told the owners to beware of the dogs not realizing they owned the dogs&lt;br /&gt;97. [] You have spelled your own name wrong before&lt;br /&gt;98.  [X] When lying in bed you look for pictures in the texture of the ceiling99.  []Have used your calculator as a form of communication in class&lt;br /&gt;100.[] Have popped a balloon in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SCORE:34%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. well. seriously have to gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6819600844151201480?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6819600844151201480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6819600844151201480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6819600844151201480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6819600844151201480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3693971482131712454</id><published>2009-07-14T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:25:17.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here (: damn it. there's NAPHA test tomorrow right???!!! shit man. i suck at standing broadjump.. i always get damn bloody low.. like aroung 155cm. which is damn suckish, and my stamina DROPPED hell lot!! which is so totally not good! MAMMA MIA,. what the heck am i gonna do ?????  and my inclined pull-ups? dont even ask. i could barely do 3 on the pull up thingy at the basketball court. which sucks major time. and what about the 2.4km??? I PRACTICALLY DIED IN THE PRACTICE!! right, sarah? (: damn it man. can you tell me how to survive this bloody NAPHA. and btw, are we tested on sit ups?? please say no(: hahas.. anyways, changed my blogskin cause it was like too plain? is this one better? i think it is (: idk why. AND YAY! im growing!! isnt that amazing (:!! (&lt;--wtf. (:) . . . WHAT? sorry for my madness but you cant frigging blame me .. CAUSE I GREW!!! AND I REACHED 155CM!! =D AH!!! lols. . oh ya, remember english period today? then Jen Yang had to read out loud right? he read like he was british. LIKE SERIOUSLY BRITISH. which was like way more different than his usual voice.. RIGHT? (: lols. and let me see, what else happened today? hmm.. oh right. science remedial.. =.=" miss lee became my science remedial teacher, AH! i want my last term science remedial teacher back. the pros of having miss lee as science remedial teacher ? let us off early. like around 3.30pm around there. then she go waste time scolding people which is like mostly half of the whole remedial lesson, but i dont really mind. (: i seriously dont know why im in science remedial. I GOT A BLOODY B3!!! so did the rest of remedial students in 1D.the rest of the science remedial people either failed or just passed. so what am i doing in remedial?? idk. lols. gtg now. BYES PEOPLE!! hope i dont die in NAPHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3693971482131712454?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3693971482131712454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3693971482131712454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3693971482131712454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3693971482131712454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people_14.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5384341457283801773</id><published>2009-07-12T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:49:11.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here . (: i dont really know why im posting this (: i dont really have anything much to say .. except that i suck, i suck and did i mention i suck again. anyways. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5384341457283801773?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5384341457283801773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5384341457283801773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5384341457283801773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5384341457283801773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-712211555987730161</id><published>2009-07-02T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:03:12.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really pathetic!! PATHETIC,im telling you!!! MAMMA MIA. i cant do anything =.=" its so shitty. it really is. its worser than reading history notes over and over again! gosh. this thing's driving me nuts! i wanna pull my hair out! yea, it makes me go that crazy!! I MISS YOU GUYS SO BLOODY FREAKING MUCH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-712211555987730161?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/712211555987730161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=712211555987730161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/712211555987730161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/712211555987730161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-is-really-pathetic-patheticim.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-6026412334712294323</id><published>2009-07-01T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:47:23.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks big time. thebloody leave of absence is driving me crazy!! i cant go to school, i cant go out of my house and worst of all i cant see my friends. which sucks more. =.=" gosh. but at least i could finish my holiday homework (: hehe.. im not quite finished with it you know. and btw, cant post the pics cause somethings wrong with my mum's computer.. gtg. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-6026412334712294323?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/6026412334712294323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=6026412334712294323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6026412334712294323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/6026412334712294323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-sucks-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4664695033824393322</id><published>2009-06-26T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:49:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMJ!!! HI PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IM BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehe.. OMJ!!! I MISS YOU PEOPLE SO SO SO MUCH!!!! AH!!! ... (:?? missed me? lols.. anyways, what can i say? uh.. MY TRIP WAS AWESOME!!! but bad news. i have to be bloody quarantined (&lt;-- i think. idk, i still havent got the call from ms heng or the letter . but its 99% i guess. my sister already got the letter from her teacher) or however you spell it =.=" DAMN IT! i cant go to school for a week. A WEEK. mamma mia. im missing 2 periods of PE!! pe!! GET IT??its PE!!! i think im gonna faint. joking joking. oh btw, i still havent started on my holiday homework.. =.=" only finished reading charlotte's web cause i was bored.. i seriously have alot of stuff to say about my trip but i dont know what to say which is just .. so.. nvm. let me just update (: k? &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day (15th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to say here. i reached my grandparents house at around 6++pm. was damn tired (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd day (16th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-ORING. it was plain stupid at the morning. my mum hit me alot of times until i was beaten to the ground and till i felt this really weird pressure on my head.. then she brought me and my sis to this nearby playground and lectured us for like around 20 mins straight. damn it. then after that we went to this REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY BEAUTIFUL AND AWESOME PLACE!! its by the river and its HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd day (17th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!! hehe.. =.=" nvm about that. that's just randomness. so, me, my sis, my mum and my grandparents went to "hot spring bath"! we stayed in this really nice hotel. (: (gosh . im so bad at explaining) but our hotel room smelled like cigarettes. damnnit. lets just skip the boring part.. anyway, i had this really really weird dream on that night. not creepy kind.. but.. uh.. i think you guys wont understand me so save the crap, yeah? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th day ( 18th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to another hot spring bath hotel and it was kind of more traditional. seriously. and the hotel is by this river!! its connected to lots and lots of waterfalls . hehe. and btw, theres lots of rocks by the river right? those huge ones. i climbed onto those and jumped onto different rocks. i almost slipped one time into the river =.=" but i didnt(; then there were like 3 old people looking at me. which was creepy. is there a law that forbides a secondary school girl from climbing onto rocks? damn. hehe. =.=" then that night i had the weirdest dream. not the weirdest but weird. and absolutely not believable. its really weird. but this guy ( i wont name him ) was sitting with this indian girl in a bus. then all of a sudden, i poured McFlurry Ice Cream all over him. gosh. i forgot what happened after that. i think he tried to punch me but i kicked him first.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5th day (19th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to my grandparent's house. after that went to eat monjya (&lt;-- or however you spell it) but it was AWESOME! seriously. my uncle's the best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th day (20th June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ario . its a BIG shopping department mall and it has everything. literally everything. and my mother wouldnt allow me to buy this awesome pair of jeans in Uniqlo. which was just practically murder!! its just fabulous. damn nice i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7th day (21st June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! haha.. well, me, my sis and my mum went to DisneyLand resort. im telling you, its damn tiring. we have to change trains dont know how many freaking times. and we reached the hotel at around 6/7pm ++ damn it. then checked in and rested . im telling you this, that the WHOLE HOTEL ROOM WAS PINK. my sister was damn happy, not surprisingly. but i was like, "ugh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th day (22nd June)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT TO DISNEYSEA&gt;.&lt; since we were staying in one of the official Disney hotels. we got the early entry ticket. we got to enter disneysea at 9am even though its supposed to be opened at 10am. oh and btw, i walked around disneysea for .. 10 hours. my damn feet were hurting like shit. oh and btw, those who ever goes to disneysea. remember to ride the RAGING SPIRITS. its this roller coaster that does a 360 degree loop in the ride. damn awesome i tell you. and also go to the TOWER OF TERROR. it was ok i guess. its something like the roller coaster but its the lift style. you're in this "lift" with around 20 other people. and you drop from a height of 40 metres. (: awesome i tell you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, this is tiring. i wont talk about the other days cause its boring . will upload the pics tomorrow (: byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4664695033824393322?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4664695033824393322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4664695033824393322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4664695033824393322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4664695033824393322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/omj-hi-people-im-back-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1281096709410558525</id><published>2009-06-14T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:19:14.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! Marin here .. just gonna do a quiz!! and btw!! im gonna go JAPAN tomorrow. cant wait!! i better not get H1N1 (:&lt;br /&gt;1. ERNY&lt;br /&gt;2.JANNELLE&lt;br /&gt;3.KEITH&lt;br /&gt;4.YI YING&lt;br /&gt;5.DONG YOON&lt;br /&gt;6.SHIQUAN&lt;br /&gt;7.SZE MIN&lt;br /&gt;8.SARAH&lt;br /&gt;9.VICTORIA&lt;br /&gt;10.WEI CHIEH&lt;br /&gt;11.RAPHAEL&lt;br /&gt;12.VIKKI&lt;br /&gt;13.JOHNATHON&lt;br /&gt;14.OLIVIA&lt;br /&gt;15. TING FANG&lt;br /&gt;16.AURELIA&lt;br /&gt;17.ANGELICA&lt;br /&gt;18.SHU EN&lt;br /&gt;19. SHAWN&lt;br /&gt;20. PEARLYN&lt;br /&gt;21. MELISSA&lt;br /&gt;1.How did you meet 7? ( Sze Min) 1ST day of orientation (: haha..&lt;br /&gt;2.What would you do if you and 15 never met? (Ting Fang) i could have never talked with anyone (other that vikki) about HARRY POTTER (: haha..&lt;br /&gt;3.What you do if 20 and 1 dated? (Pearlyn and Erny) uh.. they're no les k..&lt;br /&gt;4.Have you seen 17 cried ? (Angelica) Never&lt;br /&gt;5.Would 4 and 16 make a good couple ? (Yi ying and Aurelia) aiyoyo.. they're not lesbians!!&lt;br /&gt;6.Do you think 11 is attractive ? (Raphael) uh.. attractive?? isnt that a word mostly used for girls?? haha..&lt;br /&gt; 7.What is 2's favourite colour? (Jannelle)Red.&lt;br /&gt;8.When was the last time you talked to 9 ? (Victoria) Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;9.What language does 8 speak ? (Sarah)English and chinese. (:&lt;br /&gt;10.Who is 13 going out with? (Johnathon) No one.&lt;br /&gt;11.Would you ever date 16 ? (Aurelia )wth. im not a les!!&lt;br /&gt;12.What is the best thing about 4 ? (Yi ying) she listens to people well. and she gives good response (: haha.&lt;br /&gt;13.What would you like to tell 10 right now ? (Wei Chieh) idk..&lt;br /&gt;14.What's the relationship between you and 20? (Pearlyn) She's my ex-class mate&lt;br /&gt;15.Have you ever kissed 2 ? (Jannelle) =.=" no.. and btw, why are you asking so many questions about girls going out together ??!! are you les??&lt;br /&gt;16.What's the best memory you have of 5 ? (Dong Yoon) there's a lot of funny memories (:&lt;br /&gt;17.When's the next time you're gonna see 12 ? (Vikki) idk (: but i hope soon (:&lt;br /&gt;18.How is 7 different from 6 ? (Sze Min and Shi Quan)Sze Min's a girl and Shi quan's a boyy??19.Is 2 pretty? ( Jannelle) she very chio la. (:&lt;br /&gt;20.Whats your impression of 21? (Melissa) idk (:&lt;br /&gt;21.How did you meet 3? (Keith) Orientation ?? lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1281096709410558525?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1281096709410558525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1281096709410558525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1281096709410558525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1281096709410558525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-people-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7725337159715749277</id><published>2009-06-10T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:43:39.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im officially bored =.=" damn it. there's like nothing to do in my house (: so i decided to do a quiz, yea?? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed ?: uh.. ??&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel when you woke up this morning ?: Sleepy?&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you took a photo with ?: Sarah.J and Victoria&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider yourself to be spoilt ?: uh.. a bit? ok fine, maybe a lot. IDK!!&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever donate blood ?: maybe in the future&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?: yes, i had. when i was in kindergarden =.=" what? you cant blame me.. he was damn hyper&lt;br /&gt;Do you want someone dead ?: No, why would i ?&lt;br /&gt;What does your last text message say ?: i wont say cause its a bit personal. and i dont think the person would like me to say (:&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of right now ?: WHY'S NOBODY REPLYING BACK ABOUT THE CLASS PARTY!!! (x1000)&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish someone was with you right now ?: yea. but its just a wish..&lt;br /&gt;What time did you go to sleep last night ?: 12.30am&lt;br /&gt;Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now ?: think it was at Parkway&lt;br /&gt;Is someone on your mind right now? : if i said no, would you believe me??&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to text you?: Erny :D&lt;br /&gt;10 people tagged to do this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;1: ERNY&lt;br /&gt;2: KEITH&lt;br /&gt;3: SARAH.J&lt;br /&gt;4: DONG YOON&lt;br /&gt;5: MELISSA&lt;br /&gt;6: VICTORIA&lt;br /&gt;7: RAPHAEL&lt;br /&gt;8: JANNELLE&lt;br /&gt;9: SHI QUAN&lt;br /&gt;10:JOHNATHON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 2 having a relationship with ?: No one&lt;br /&gt;Is 3 a male or a female ?: female&lt;br /&gt;If 7 and 10 get together will that be a good thing ? : they arent gays.&lt;br /&gt;What is Number 1 studying about ?: i dont get this question..&lt;br /&gt;Is Number 4 single?: i think so.&lt;br /&gt;Say something about Number 2 ?: He makes me laugh like hell.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about 3 and 6 being together?: they're not lesbians ok?&lt;br /&gt;Describe Number 9 : Very hyper . also makes me laugh like shit. A good friend of mine (:&lt;br /&gt;What'll you do if 6 &amp;amp; 7 fight ?: I'll sit back and watch. its bound to be about something random (:&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Number 8 ?: im no les, k. but as a very good friend, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Pick 8 random friends you feel comfortable around(including yourself for Number 4):&lt;br /&gt;1. ERNY&lt;br /&gt;2. JANNELLE&lt;br /&gt;3. KEITH&lt;br /&gt;4. ME (:&lt;br /&gt;5. NADIA&lt;br /&gt;6. SHI QUAN&lt;br /&gt;7. WAYNE&lt;br /&gt;8.SZE MIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 8 people you just picked are stuck in a house with you for a whole year.There is no leaving the house at all until the year is completely up.&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 rooms, who would be in each room?:  Room 1: Erny, Jannelle, me. Room 2: Keith, Shi quan, Wayne. Room 3: NAdia, Sze min. Room 4: ~=Empty=~&lt;br /&gt;If there was someone singing in the morning who would it most likely be: KEITH! haha..&lt;br /&gt;If someone was considered the dad and the mum of the house, who would it be: Keith and NADIA!! omg! haha..&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted candy really badly and all 7 in the house had some, who would you take it from?: Wayne (:&lt;br /&gt;If two ppl were caught making out in a closet, who would it be?: uh.. gross?&lt;br /&gt;If someone had to watch you brush your teeth (every) morning, who would it be? : Erny? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Two bags of chips werebought at the store, but 20 mins later, they are gone. Who ate it? : positivele wayne and shi quan (:&lt;br /&gt;Who would hate being in the house the most? : idk.&lt;br /&gt;Someone took (brand spanking new) pair of socks that were never worn, who is the thief? : NADIA!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;If there were arguments in the house, who would be the ones arguing? : Me and Wayne. most probably because he wanted to take my food (: haha!!&lt;br /&gt;Who would be the one missing their bf/gf that wasn't in the house?: i dont think there's anyone att&lt;br /&gt;You walk down the stairs in the middle of the night for a glass of water, someone is dancing on the table in their Leopard Thongs, who is the crazy one? : a retarded guy who busted into the house&lt;br /&gt;A pillow fight broke through, who started it?: Shi quan and nadia!!&lt;br /&gt;There's a marathon of your favourite TV show. What is it?: uh.. can it be american / singapore idol (:&lt;br /&gt;Who would be watching it with you? : keith, erny, jannelle and wayne&lt;br /&gt;Someone made a fort in the laundry room, who were the kids? : wayne&lt;br /&gt;There are pranksters in the house who put plastic on the 2 toilets in the house, who are they?: Shi Quan and me!!&lt;br /&gt;The music's too loud, who turned it up? erny and me!!&lt;br /&gt;There's a mouse crawling on the floor all over the house,&lt;br /&gt;(a) Who's the first one to scream? me&lt;br /&gt;(b) Who's the first one to jump in someone's arms? : me&lt;br /&gt;(c) Who would be the first one to kill it?: somone else&lt;br /&gt;Someone's crying, who is it?: uh.. jannelle?&lt;br /&gt;And what happened?: idk..&lt;br /&gt;Who made pancakes in the morning and almost caught the house on fire?: wayne!!&lt;br /&gt;Who gets sick of each other the fastest in the house?: idk&lt;br /&gt;Someone's tanning on the roof, who is it?: someone??&lt;br /&gt;Who is the tallest in the house?: keith&lt;br /&gt;Who's the shortest in the house?: shi quan&lt;br /&gt;Who is the loudest?: uh.. keith!!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the clown?: Shi Quan!!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the most respectful?: =.="&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one you go talk to most?: erny&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one who always comes up with stupid ideas?: nadia?? haha&lt;br /&gt;Who's in bed first?: uh..idk&lt;br /&gt;If someone woke everyone up with pots and pans, who would it be?: mmmeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;Who is always dancing? : either erny or me??&lt;br /&gt;Someone has the same sweater as you, so you get mad at them, who is it?: wth&lt;br /&gt;You spilt ice all over the kitchen floor, who would be the one who slipped on it first?: wayne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg. byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7725337159715749277?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7725337159715749277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7725337159715749277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7725337159715749277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7725337159715749277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-officially-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3919540602653064172</id><published>2009-06-10T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:19:13.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people. Marin here. i seriously have no idea why im blogging (: im just bored. this holiday is absolutely , positively, horrideously damn BORING. and worst of all? the bloody damn heat! i have no idea how other people can survive this shitty weather. GOSH&gt;.&lt; . . . and what's even worse?! ook, fine. its not worser than the weather. but still. MAJORITY OF THE CLASS STILL HASNT REPLIED ME BACK ABOUT  THE CLASS PARTY!! only a few has. gosh! i wonder why im having this class party. maybe i should cancel it. i mean, why bother when the majority of the class is not co-operating with me ??!! do i even have to go to the extreme, (  fine, not that extreme. ) to call everyone and ask them whether they're coming or not!!?? seriously.. *inhaling, exhaling, inhaling, exhaling* .     .     .     oh, whatever. im not going to cancel it. the class party might lift up my mood (: yeah? guess, i have nothing more to say (: byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3919540602653064172?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3919540602653064172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3919540602653064172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3919540602653064172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3919540602653064172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-people_10.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5154443159171815950</id><published>2009-06-08T13:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:16:16.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey people! marin here (: just wanted to wish Olivia , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;A HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; (: haha, lols (: ok, anyways. to 1D pupils who are reading this post, GO AND CHECK YOUR EMAIL ACCOUNT!! what are you doing, still staring at this post??? GO and check. NOW!!!!! lols. i have sent an email to all 1D pupils (those with email accounts) with the details of the term 2 class party (: i dont care if you already got the sms. im just afraid that SOME PEOPLE never get and will complain to me like some mad woman and scold me and ask why they never get, and i would have to explain to them and waste my free sms-es. (: GTG. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: i cant wait for the class party!!! and keith, remember "let's do it together"? haha, lols. you better not disturb me in the class party saying that. or else i might just laugh like shit. and i wont be able to concentrate (: haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5154443159171815950?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5154443159171815950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5154443159171815950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5154443159171815950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5154443159171815950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-hey-hey-people-marin-here-just.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2765069008678919715</id><published>2009-06-05T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:58:09.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here!! firstly just wanted to wish DONG YOON, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; (: cant wait for you to come to singapore(: haha. anyways. lets go back to what happened today. so my ignite project group and i (which means me, sarah, sze min, nadia and victoria) went to Geylang East Library. we tried researching about it but it didnt work (: cause like there was an internet connection problem. so my mum's lab-top couldnt work. so we went to McDonalds . cause got internet over there. So finally after like 15-30 mins of adjusting my computer. I could go onto the Internet(: but at that time left like 70% battery.which is just pathetic. so we couldnt really do research cause like not much info. so i give up . (: haha.. anyways. lets skip this part. we went to victoria's house and played at the playground. so fun (:. anyways. gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2765069008678919715?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2765069008678919715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2765069008678919715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2765069008678919715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2765069008678919715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-9064289662673110532</id><published>2009-06-02T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:15:34.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people (: marin here (: haha. just came back from swimming. ok fine, not JUST. but umm.. approximately 2 hours ago (: SWIMMING WAS GREAT! well the swimming part with my sister . but there was this girl. she was like talking bad about me and my sister with her mother. she was like talking in chinese so she must have thought that we wouldnt understand. but i did ): that &lt;s&gt;bloody&lt;/s&gt; oopsie. i mean.. uh.. not nice girl (: ugh!! i think she was talking bad about us because we were like laughing when she passed us. BUT WE WERE NOT LAUGHING AT HER!!! gosh.. then all the while we were there that girl kept on looking at us. gosh. that .. that .. GAH!! nvm.. anywayss. ERNY! idk how to write about that person.. its like so hard. i would most probably spill it so ill just write umm.. something about her?? ok fine. *inhaling. exhaling* i hate how that person go on and on with his/her nonsense. i guess that's good enough (: byes for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-9064289662673110532?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/9064289662673110532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=9064289662673110532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9064289662673110532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/9064289662673110532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-people-marin-here-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7490795124076192450</id><published>2009-06-01T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:55:51.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi people. Marin here . well , what can i say?? one thing. HOLIDAYS ARE BORING(: done (: haha. listening to ABOUT YOU NOW. by miranda cosgrove. the song rocks!! (: anyways. you know the movie "Wild Child"? the one emma roberts was in?? well, the soundtrack is nice.. i guess (: lols. ok, so im recommending some songs (: so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LIST(:&lt;br /&gt;-chasing pavements: adele&lt;br /&gt;-if this is love : the saturdays&lt;br /&gt;-tambourine (this is awesome !!) : eve&lt;br /&gt;-say it right : nelly furtado&lt;br /&gt;-let me think about it : ida corr vs fedde le grand&lt;br /&gt;-heaven is a place on earth : belinda carlisle&lt;br /&gt;-about you now : sugarbabe / miranda cosgrove&lt;br /&gt;-come around : timbaland feat M.I.A or was it the other way round??&lt;br /&gt;-black gloves : goose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've got to go now (: my mum's like shouting at me (: byes ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S: oh come on.. TELL ME IF I SHOULD CHANGE MY BLOGSKIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7490795124076192450?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7490795124076192450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7490795124076192450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7490795124076192450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7490795124076192450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-3877014657240178806</id><published>2009-05-26T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:51:33.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. hi people. (: Marin here (: i dont really even know why im blogging, just bored i guess. hehe...well, first of all, today had beach cleaning . which was .. uh .. not okay. ok fine, maybe it was okay. ah! idk, ok? lols. so.. umm.. well, the walk to east coast park was normal.. ooo(: i saw Mr Zack(: haha. ok, so.. blablabla.. (: &lt;--what?? (: ok so. everything went smoothly. i guess. but quan jun put dog shit into his group's trash bag =.=" isnt that bio-degradable?? lols!! then Zubair found a decomposed /rotten fish . haha. he was like going "eee... eee..." haha!!! lols. put in the end , he never put inside his group's trash bag cause the seniors told him to leave it. haha. Ok?? why am i saying haha like .. every few sentences (:?? lols. so, my team (Sze Min, Keith, Nicholas and me) collected a lot of trash , oK!!! we so good , right? nah, im joking(: lols. so after our beach cleaning, i challenged melissa to STRESS. and i won! WOOHOO!!! lols. but melissa is pro ok? she beat dont know how many people (: then we went back to school, had recess , then Mr Vincent Tan ( i spelled his name correctly right) go and scold Shawn for playing cards (stress) haha. but then he also scold aurelia (and angelica??) for using their phones. its like wth, its RECESS for god's sake! but nvm. so , in math period, i challenged WEI CHIEH, KEITH, SZE MIN and SUNITA for stress. i tell you KEITH is like damn fast. he pro man. wei chieh also. (: and WEI CHIEH IM NOT PATHETIC OK!! lols. (: oh, i have to go. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-3877014657240178806?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/3877014657240178806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=3877014657240178806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3877014657240178806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/3877014657240178806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooo_26.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2910484752866690966</id><published>2009-05-25T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:24:23.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe. Hi again (: marin here, again (: im seriously bored so blog, yea? im gonna do a quiz ! woah never do for so long (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?: uh. today (:&lt;br /&gt;2. What did you dream last night?: i dreamt about SOMETHING. but i forgot (: brilliant, right?&lt;br /&gt;3. Does your phone ring in the middle of the night often?: no. but it vibrates. cause i always put to silent mode at night.&lt;br /&gt;4. Give a little whistle. uh...? excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you doing tomorrow?: go to school. have &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; beach cleaning (:&lt;br /&gt;6. What is something you've learned about yourself recently? i .. uh.. wait, i've learnt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like anyone? : whatdya think?&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you know anyone who is married? : MrGhazi. (: haha. what? his name just appeared in my mind (:&lt;br /&gt;9. What's your favourite number? :5&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person to make you cry : must i tell?&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you outgoing? idk.&lt;br /&gt;12. When was the last time you cried? : hehe. uh.. yesterday (:&lt;br /&gt;13. What is one thing you miss about your past? : the times spent with 6.Olympism. i miss you, guys.&lt;br /&gt;14. What is one thing you've learned about life? : we just have to accept a certain fact and move on, though its gonna be painful, this is what makes life interesting and unfair. but some people just dont care and persevere on (:&lt;br /&gt;15. Are you jealous of anyone? : nobody actually.&lt;br /&gt;16. Is anyone jealous of you? : how am i supposed to freaking know? im no mind-reader,k?&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever used a friend? : ohmygosh! how could you even ask that? hurt me so much . sobx. LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think anyone likes you? : of course not.&lt;br /&gt;19. Who was the last person you drove with? : my father ? he sent me to Tk for choir(:&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you looking forward to? : school tomorrow , so i can see my friends.love you all. (:&lt;br /&gt;21. How are you today? : very annoyed with the stupid weather. (: is that good enough?&lt;br /&gt;22. What's your worst experience? : uh. oh right, falling on some wooden plank in p1 which resulted in me getting stitches on my forehead&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you currently single? : duh, of course. if im not attached , then what am i supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;24. How many things in your past do you regret? : alot of things. things that cant be changed&lt;br /&gt;25.Do you have a best friend? :isnt this a stupid question? its ERNY!! ok? erny samsir kartolo. (:&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever kissed two people in one day? : OI! i never even kiss anyone, you ass.&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever been in the emergency room? : no.&lt;br /&gt;28. What was the last movie you watched? : angels and demons.&lt;br /&gt;29. If you could change anything about your past. what would you change? : fighting with erny over stupid situations. but it brought us closer, didnt it?&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you ever felt like killing somebody? : not really.&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like your life? : its ok so far but it could be improved alot if something happened.&lt;br /&gt;32. When was the last time you were extremely disappointed? : somewhere in P6&lt;br /&gt;33. What kind of music do you like? : nowadays its Taylor Swift's kind of music.&lt;br /&gt;34. Ever have an encounter with the police? : yea. they drove past me.&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you have more friends that are girls or guys? : i dont really count=.=" should I?&lt;br /&gt;36. How long have you had myspace? : dont even have myspace&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever fallen asleep with the opposite sex? : no.&lt;br /&gt;38. What's one thing you wish you could be better about? : something about me.&lt;br /&gt;39. Have you ever had feelings for someone who lived in another state? : no&lt;br /&gt;40. What are some of your biggest fears of your life? : that i'll turn into a complete bitch&lt;br /&gt;41. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? : yeahh&lt;br /&gt;42. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? : yearh&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you play any instruments? : piano and the guitar, though im not very good at both&lt;br /&gt;44. Have you kissed any one on your top list? :no&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you like to sing? yea&lt;br /&gt;46. What is the one thing you hope to accomplish in your life? : idk, be happy?&lt;br /&gt;47. Are looks important? : depends.&lt;br /&gt;48. What are you listening to? Should've said no by taylor swift&lt;br /&gt;49. What does the 8th text you sent on your mobile say? : "hall thing was stupid larh but tomo should be ok"&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you believe in love? yea&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people to do the quiz : anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG. BYES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2910484752866690966?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2910484752866690966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2910484752866690966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2910484752866690966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2910484752866690966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5197193337704524601</id><published>2009-05-25T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:38:41.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHI people! marin here (: anyways, one thing i wanna say. damn this stupid humid and hot weather. i was like perspiring in the hall like shit . the malay thingy in the music room was ok. i guess.. with the air con (: haha. it was real fun with the others. we laughed alot (: and , oh right! i got a sweet from Han Jie without doing anything (: you know at the motivational and praise part? after he said the " you look pretty today" part and gave me the sweet, me and sze min were laughing like shit and i had to hide my face cause my classmates were like looking . anyways. I AM NOT PRETTY OK??!! should have given the sweet to Sarah. J!. anyways, gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5197193337704524601?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5197193337704524601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5197193337704524601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5197193337704524601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5197193337704524601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihihi-people-marin-here-anyways-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-526480828154749110</id><published>2009-05-24T20:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:49:00.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHI people!!! Marin here !! (: ok, so , you guys might be wondering why im so hyper right? (i shouldnt be hyper cause i have a pathetic headache) but anyways. yesterday, i had choir and ... i think the band were occupying the Music Room until 10 so meanwhile some of the choir members went to the COE ROOM. then when we were able to go into the music room, me and erny saw MR ASHIQ!!! and guess what?? we found out that mr ashiq might teach TK!!! me and erny were like screaming! wait, were we? no, but practically screaming. we were like so darn happy (: ok, to my beloved classmates who doesnt know who mr ashiq is, all i can say is he's a FABULOUS TEACHER. wait, no. he's an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ULTRA MAJOR FABULOUS TEACHER&lt;/span&gt;. though when he scolds he's quite fierce.WOOHOO!&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P.S. Should i change my blogskin???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-526480828154749110?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/526480828154749110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=526480828154749110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/526480828154749110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/526480828154749110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihihi-people-marin-here-ok-so-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5252796632960434695</id><published>2009-05-21T20:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T20:28:53.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. hihihi. Marin here (: ooo. I forgot to wish sarah happy birthday on my blog. though i said to her in person (: Anyways. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SARAH AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO SZE MIN AND HAFFIDZ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh right, i got back my results. Sucks damn bad.&lt;br /&gt;English--&gt; NO! DAMN IT&gt;.&lt;&gt; I'm quite confused for this subject. either i got 68 or a 62.5.. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;History--&gt; Haiyas. im getting bored of getting b's. Another B. 60):&lt;br /&gt;Geography--&gt;=.="61&lt;br /&gt;Art--&gt;63=.="&lt;br /&gt;Science--&gt; 62 AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Literature--&gt; YAY. FINALLY AN A... !! haha. 70. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i got... 6 B's and 1 A. Cant wait to get back music (: gtg. BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5252796632960434695?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5252796632960434695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5252796632960434695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5252796632960434695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5252796632960434695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooo_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8522433952039630928</id><published>2009-05-17T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T13:30:14.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. hihhihi!! marin here. I'm just going to post the remaining pictures from the "BFF day out" lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foKkHAmI/AAAAAAAAACU/DcsNG0WVsRY/s1600-h/DSC00761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336659595836719714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foKkHAmI/AAAAAAAAACU/DcsNG0WVsRY/s320/DSC00761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foUnnLKI/AAAAAAAAACk/gVD9eITIdzk/s1600-h/DSC00768.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ooo. i suck at taking pics . its damn blur...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fny8Dl_I/AAAAAAAAACM/UTiwj3UXWno/s1600-h/DSC00760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336659589494708210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fny8Dl_I/AAAAAAAAACM/UTiwj3UXWno/s320/DSC00760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foMipA5I/AAAAAAAAACc/foMlajHLkrw/s1600-h/DSC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fny8Dl_I/AAAAAAAAACM/UTiwj3UXWno/s1600-h/DSC00760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fny8Dl_I/AAAAAAAAACM/UTiwj3UXWno/s1600-h/DSC00760.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at least this pic not as blur as the 1st one (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foMipA5I/AAAAAAAAACc/foMlajHLkrw/s1600-h/DSC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336659596367430546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foMipA5I/AAAAAAAAACc/foMlajHLkrw/s320/DSC00766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foUnnLKI/AAAAAAAAACk/gVD9eITIdzk/s1600-h/DSC00768.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foMipA5I/AAAAAAAAACc/foMlajHLkrw/s1600-h/DSC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foMipA5I/AAAAAAAAACc/foMlajHLkrw/s1600-h/DSC00766.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAT'S ME! lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336659600496483010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s320/DSC00769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-fob7FWsI/AAAAAAAAACs/y6bIuPd84SM/s1600-h/DSC00769.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and thats me again! but the blurred version =.=" im like getting retarded. lols. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foUnnLKI/AAAAAAAAACk/gVD9eITIdzk/s1600-h/DSC00768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336659598535765154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foUnnLKI/AAAAAAAAACk/gVD9eITIdzk/s320/DSC00768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isnt this pic like...  uh. nice? see see see!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got nothing more to post about except to say that my parents are in Japan,i have their whole room to myself and that i watched a movie until 12.30am (: I AM SO GONNA WATCH ANOTHER MOVIE TONIGHT! gtg, bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8522433952039630928?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8522433952039630928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8522433952039630928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8522433952039630928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8522433952039630928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooo_17.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg-foKkHAmI/AAAAAAAAACU/DcsNG0WVsRY/s72-c/DSC00761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8666847154753869265</id><published>2009-05-15T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T12:04:07.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo. HIHIHI!!! woohoo! Exams are officially finally and + whatever words that flow with this sentence OVER! Woohoo! =.=" lols. as you can see, im quite hyper today i dont know why though. i should be like so tired out. WHY? OOO, ME AND ERNY HAD A BFF DAY OUT TODAY AT PARKWAY FROM LIKE 12.45PM TO 5PM. but i stayed longer, until like 6pm. =D ooo, my feet were like killing me!! im serious! Erny and i went to like so many shops . ok, maybe not so many but enough to almost kill our feet. =D ooo, and after like an hour++ , i bought a purple-lish (&lt;-- lols) grey cardigan, and 2 shirts. (1 is black while the other is like grey but somehow not grey?) OOO. those 3 things costed me like $35 which is like relatively CHEAP. =D ooo=D then after the shopping part, we went up the lift to the 5th floor. then it was like this room filled with black and silver tiles and a few mirrors for me and erny to cam-whore. =D erny had to put an act on "talking" on the phone with her mum and she had to say , "Hello? Oh ok. You want us to wait on the 5th floor for you? ok. ok. byes". haha. but then after like 1hour++ of taking pictures, a security guard saw us sitting on the floor and tell us cannot sit on the floor and then he tell us that we have to go away. then we go away while i laughed. hahaha. then after that we go borders i think then bought magazines to read at berrylite. After that we went to .. uh. i forget the name of the shop. But its the accesorise shop near the lens man. =D lols. so im like gonna upload the photos that me and erny took. =D &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLLfplOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cJFMiDz3vlo/s1600-h/Photo0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336248980033082594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLLfplOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cJFMiDz3vlo/s320/Photo0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo=D (erny's on the left and i'm on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBrthlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YWYPeKKe3CA/s1600-h/Photo0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336248977399318098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBrthlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YWYPeKKe3CA/s320/Photo0546.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBrthlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YWYPeKKe3CA/s1600-h/Photo0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBKKCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7K1SkG-Xamk/s1600-h/Photo0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right? nah, im joking . (i'm on the left and erny's on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qK15MW8I/AAAAAAAAABc/6GVwz5Y1sbo/s1600-h/Photo0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qK15MW8I/AAAAAAAAABc/6GVwz5Y1sbo/s1600-h/Photo0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336248974234639298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qK15MW8I/AAAAAAAAABc/6GVwz5Y1sbo/s320/Photo0533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBrthlI/AAAAAAAAABs/YWYPeKKe3CA/s1600-h/Photo0546.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qK15MW8I/AAAAAAAAABc/6GVwz5Y1sbo/s1600-h/Photo0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qK15MW8I/AAAAAAAAABc/6GVwz5Y1sbo/s1600-h/Photo0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh... nice right? lols (same again. i'm on the left and erny's on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBKKCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7K1SkG-Xamk/s1600-h/Photo0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336248977258580514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBKKCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7K1SkG-Xamk/s320/Photo0553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBKKCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7K1SkG-Xamk/s1600-h/Photo0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLBKKCiI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7K1SkG-Xamk/s1600-h/Photo0553.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like so.. idk? but nice right? (erny's on the left and i'm on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336248980912934178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s320/Photo0537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLOxbDSI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7TJ2MvSjLo/s1600-h/Photo0537.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo. i think this is the best pic. it looks like me and erny are leaning against a line. (erny's on the left and i'm on the right) gtg. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qZ6uMWWI/AAAAAAAAACE/Y7V2oR7zk2M/s1600-h/DSC00179.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8666847154753869265?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8666847154753869265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8666847154753869265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8666847154753869265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8666847154753869265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Xr0Aug-Uyk/Sg4qLLfplOI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cJFMiDz3vlo/s72-c/Photo0551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2652027504687190429</id><published>2009-05-14T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:16:46.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooo! HIHI!! Marin hereee!!! YIPEE!! STUPID MID YEARS EXAM ARE OVERRR! (well, for me=D) For the rest of my friends in TK, GOOD LUCK for Mother Tongue=D lols... I was just surfing on YouTube and i saw 2 ridiculous people thinking that they can sing better than my junior (TKP pupils should know Zora right? lols) and seriously those 2 people .. not to be rude or anything but they sucked. im damn serious. haha. Anyways, the mid year exams were quite... ok? Some were quite easy=D Let's review. haha. lols, . . .what?? There's nothing else to blog about right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English--&gt; was ok.&lt;br /&gt;History--&gt; was easy though i couldnt remember the last question's answer to the culture part.&lt;br /&gt;Science--&gt; JDI! science was the hardest. ok fine, i didnt study. i totally flunked the last few questions about the villi thingy... AH! damn it, what if i fail?&lt;br /&gt;Math--&gt; it was quite ok, a bit easy. I'm confident i'll pass. YAY! lols&lt;br /&gt;Literature--&gt; ooo. the unseen poetry was quite straight forward and i could answer relatively well for the hairy ball with an attitude section but i didnt read the what christmas meant to him nots so ... i think i didnt do well for that part&lt;br /&gt;Geography--&gt; ooo! it was quite ok but i think i'll get a C or a B. if im lucky, an A. woohoo. you know the section about all the continent, ocean and the country questions? I loved that section. luckily, i could remember everything for that section =D and i guess thats all for the review for mid years.&lt;br /&gt;After exam when i went bubble tea with my friends, i went to 7-11 and met sarah, victoria and sze min. OO. they were in front of donut empire. Then they ask me go and ask the uncle what time the shop open =.=" lols. after that we went in 7-11. then when we were going to pay the money, idk what happened but sarah and the cashier kept on calling each other "uncle" and "aunty". something like "thank you , uncle" then the reply was " thank you, aunty". LOLS! sarah and i were laughing like crazy. well not crazy but almost crazy. ooo, what else? OH YA! I'M so looking forward to tomorrow! going shopping with erny!! YIPEE! i so have to buy alot of things. haha. lols. and what else should i blog about. o right. i think something's wrong with me. Like seriously wrong. no, IM SERIOUS! There's always butterflies in my stomach. No not real butterflies. and my heart feels like its going to fly away at any moment and worst of all my legs are all jelly-ish. lols. im serious. OMJ! What is wrong with me?? haiyas. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg, bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2652027504687190429?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2652027504687190429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2652027504687190429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2652027504687190429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2652027504687190429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/ooo-hihi-marin-hereee-yipee-stupid-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5417190870846059914</id><published>2009-05-06T21:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:09:24.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Marin here. Sorry for not posting for like a ... a week? my parents like grounded me so that's why couldnt use the computer, lols=.=" I'll just update about what happened. Well first things first. My group's ce presentation SUCKED . Cherin did ALMOST everything and never tell us what's the content, then she never come=.=" AH. i didnt know what to do so i just.. talk. duh, what you think? Then ART! YAY! I &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;finished those 2 darn leaves&lt;/span&gt; just in time! The 1st one looked like ... well shit=D. the 2nd one? it was quite okay but im very sure i'l fail my first leaf. DAMN SURE&gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I FREAKING CUT MY HAIR AND IT LOOKS DAMN HORRIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i want my old hair back... =( i look like some freaking auntie. =( god. ah. well at least tomorrow i dont have to go to school cause i dont have mother tongue=) yay. gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5417190870846059914?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5417190870846059914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5417190870846059914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5417190870846059914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5417190870846059914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1223731403577387861</id><published>2009-04-29T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:29:03.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Marin here=.=" ah. no mood to blog for the past few days but there's 1 song that cant leave my mind=.=" Ooo! I'm obsessed with "Fall for you" !! omj. Idk why though=.=" lols. Anyway, YAY! I PASSED MY FREAKING SCIENCE LEVEL TEST! but i pity the person who got f9... Wonder who it is though, but idk... lols. Anyway, had the ce project presentation today for a few groups and OMJ my group is gonna be the first group to go tomorrow!!! &lt;s&gt;shit&lt;/s&gt;. Anyway... OH SHIT!! DAMN IT! ART TEST TOMORROW! SHIT. I NEVER FINISH MY FIRST DAMN LEAF=.=" ihateart. anyways. gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1223731403577387861?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1223731403577387861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1223731403577387861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1223731403577387861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1223731403577387861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-people_29.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8932064558007327366</id><published>2009-04-25T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:40:45.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>INTRO;&lt;br /&gt;Real name : Marin Takikawa&lt;br /&gt;Male or female : Female&lt;br /&gt;Primary School : TANJONG KATONG PRIMARY SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;Secondary School : TANJONG KATONG SECONDARY SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;JC/Poly : idk&lt;br /&gt;Hair color : Black.&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short : Short&lt;br /&gt;Loud or Quiet : Loud at times, quiet at times&lt;br /&gt;Phone or Camera : Obviously phone&lt;br /&gt;Health freak : No&lt;br /&gt;Drink or Smoke? : None&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush on someone? : like DUH&lt;br /&gt;Piercings : No thanks&lt;br /&gt;Tattoos : Byebye&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair : Medium=D&lt;br /&gt;Shorts or skirts : shorts. Skirts are so ew.&lt;br /&gt;Boy or girl : Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥HAVE YOU EVER;&lt;br /&gt;Been in an airplane : YEah&lt;br /&gt;Been in a relationship : ... yea&lt;br /&gt;Been in a car accident : no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a fist fight : no&lt;br /&gt;First piercing : I dont have&lt;br /&gt;First best friend : ERNY&lt;br /&gt;First award : Netball.&lt;br /&gt;First crush : Someone&lt;br /&gt;First kiss : Still havent&lt;br /&gt;First vacation : Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to : Sister&lt;br /&gt;Last person you Msg : Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;Last person(s) you watched a movie with : uh. ERNY and her cousin&lt;br /&gt;Last food you ate : japanese food&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched : JONAS BROTHERS 3D EXPERIENCE&lt;br /&gt;Last song you listened to : uh. Love Story&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you bought : uh. Oh right. A clip. Had to buy, got attire check.&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged : =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES;&lt;br /&gt;Food : idk&lt;br /&gt;Drinks : SLURPEE&lt;br /&gt;Clothing : Jeans with a shirt&lt;br /&gt;Books : Blood ties&lt;br /&gt;Songs : IDK. Everytime change&lt;br /&gt;Flower : Rose=D&lt;br /&gt;Colors : BLUE&lt;br /&gt;Movies : idk&lt;br /&gt;Phrase : OH MY JONAS/ Oh my god&lt;br /&gt;Subjects :&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;[x] Celebrated Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[x] Had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went over the minutes on your cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Someone questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;[x] Came out of the closet&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;[x] Done something you've regretted&lt;br /&gt;[x]Broke a promise&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hid a secret&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pretended to be happy&lt;br /&gt;[x] Met someone who changed your life&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pretended to be sick&lt;br /&gt;[x] Left the country&lt;br /&gt;[x] Tried something you normally wouldn't try and liked it&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cried over the silliest thing&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went to the beach with your best friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stay single the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY;&lt;br /&gt;Eating : ...&lt;br /&gt;Drinking : ...&lt;br /&gt;Listening : Crush&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tomorrow : IDk&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for : him&lt;br /&gt;Wearing : FBTs with a shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE;&lt;br /&gt;Want kids : idk&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : that's for me to decide in the future&lt;br /&gt;Careers in mind : idk actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER;&lt;br /&gt;Lips or eyes : eyes&lt;br /&gt;Shorter or taller : Taller&lt;br /&gt;Romantic or spontaneous : idk&lt;br /&gt;Nice stomach or nice arms : Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive or loud : OR&lt;br /&gt;Hook up or relationship: . . .&lt;br /&gt;Troublemaker or hesitant: Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER;&lt;br /&gt;Lost glasses/contacts : no&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from Home : YES&lt;br /&gt;Hold a gun/knife for self defense : no&lt;br /&gt;Killed somebody : no&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart : i guess&lt;br /&gt;Been arrested : no&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died : YEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN;&lt;br /&gt;Yourself : sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Miracles: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight : yea&lt;br /&gt;Heaven : no&lt;br /&gt;Santa Claus : no&lt;br /&gt;Sex on the first date : no&lt;br /&gt;Kiss on the first date : maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY;&lt;br /&gt;Is there one person you want to be with right now : yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in God : idk&lt;br /&gt;Trouble-maker or hesitant : hesitant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8932064558007327366?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8932064558007327366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8932064558007327366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8932064558007327366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8932064558007327366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/intro-real-name-marin-takikawa-male-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-7117411259562679553</id><published>2009-04-23T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:42:07.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Marin here. =D Today had science level test and art exam. I tell you first, I'm so gonna fail ART and actually science was quite easy=.=" IDK WHY though. I suck at science=D Anyway, after science level test, went to Bubbletea shop with mei ying and jannelle. Met alot of people. ... alot of things happen in bubble tea shop and in the bus. but dont want to talk about it. Went back home, (no surprise) nobody at home=.=" lalalala lalalala ELMO'S WORLD &lt;-- lol=D anyway. At around an hour ago... Me and ronald sms-ing. I wanted to trick him saying i like him cause he tricked me last time. So i trick him la. THEN HE BELIEVE SIA!!!! OMJ! haha.lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-7117411259562679553?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/7117411259562679553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=7117411259562679553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7117411259562679553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/7117411259562679553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-people_23.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-8726726038272412935</id><published>2009-04-22T22:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:46:58.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people!!! Marin here!!! YAY!! FREAKING INTERNET CONNECTION IS WORKING AGAIN!!! haha. omj. YAY! =.=" lols. . . . YAY! oh right. Have to wish &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIKKI&lt;/span&gt; a very&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anyways, (clears throat) let me see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Friday~&lt;br /&gt;HAD SPORTS DAY. but it was damn lame sia. =.=" i just sat and pestered ronald until he had to give me this lame excuse to get away from me=D he said dont know what. Want to go and do pull-ups. Oh right. Before i started chatting with him. i had to send him over 30 sms-es just to convince him to come up and chat with me=.=" waste my 30++ sms-es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Monday~&lt;br /&gt;yay, got home econs. =D unfortunately, i poured the damn tomato paste+ water onto the floor. So... ya la. Tomato paste was on my skirt. Then had to clear up the mess. BUT STILL GOT BONUS MARK!! WHIPEE!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;uh. umm. what happened? idk =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~TODAY!~&lt;br /&gt;uh. idk, nothing unusual happened i guess. Except for the fact that I arm-wrestled Ronald on my left hand and I BEAT HIM! but then he beat me on 2nd try=.=" goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to do a quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: What's the colour of your shirt today ? Green&lt;br /&gt;2: Are you wearing any contacts lenses recently ? No. But going to get on FRIDAY=D&lt;br /&gt;3: Do you know of anyone who likes you right now ? idk&lt;br /&gt;4: Do you love the person who last gave you a message ? As a friend , yes&lt;br /&gt;5: Is anyone in your family pregnant ? No&lt;br /&gt;6: At what age do you want to get married ? idk. thats in the future. let me deal with the present&lt;br /&gt;7: Are you listening to any songs ? like DUH. ~Fearless~&lt;br /&gt;8: What will you be sleeping with ?Huh?&lt;br /&gt;9: What's the colours of your room ? White&lt;br /&gt;10: Who have you featured in your friendster ? I forgot. Never log into friendster for SO LONG&lt;br /&gt;11: Have your featured friends gone to your house before ? no&lt;br /&gt;12: Have you bathed ? =.=" I just did&lt;br /&gt;13: Would you ever tell a person you love the person ? YES! MY DADDY!! =D&lt;br /&gt;14: What's your plan for your next birthday ? idk. just hang out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;15: Who's birthday was just over ? uh. let me see. SHI QUAN=D (PIKACHU=D)&lt;br /&gt;16: When's your birthday ? december&lt;br /&gt;17: Are you wearing any nail polishes now ? No&lt;br /&gt;18 : Who's at home ? My father, my mother and my sister&lt;br /&gt;19: Ever had sex on the first date ? =.=" Hello?I'm freakingly only 12&lt;br /&gt;20: What's on the table nearest to you ? My science notes&lt;br /&gt;21: Who are you looking at ? the computer&lt;br /&gt;22: Do you sleep with your bears ? no&lt;br /&gt;23: Still keep your barbie dolls ? no. i dont know where it go to=D&lt;br /&gt;24: Do you have any ex-boyfriend ? UH...&lt;br /&gt;25: Do you like anyone now ? I guess.&lt;br /&gt;26: What bottom are you wearing now ? FBTs?&lt;br /&gt;27: Who is the one closest to you ? You mean closest as in nearest to me or most trusted? Of its nearest then its my ... sis. IF its most trusted its ERNY&lt;br /&gt;28: What time do you sleep everyday ? around 10-11pm?&lt;br /&gt;29:What is your CCA ? CHOIR (all the way)&lt;br /&gt;30: What do you do if you are in bad mood ?Moodswings ? Uh. I dont show that im angry. But if im really angry. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;31: Do you have any friendster or MSN ? Yes. Both&lt;br /&gt;32: What school are you from ?TKSS .&lt;br /&gt;33What is your class in school ?1D♥&lt;br /&gt;34: Do you have any class T-shirt ? No.&lt;br /&gt;35: Do you like your class ? Love it.&lt;br /&gt;36: Who is your form teacher ? Ms Heng&lt;br /&gt;37: Do you like shopping with your friends ? Do i go shopping with my friends?&lt;br /&gt;38: Do you like schooling ? A bit.&lt;br /&gt;39: Do you want to transfer school ? No&lt;br /&gt;40: How many ex-boyfriends do you have ? ...&lt;br /&gt;41: Who do you like right now ? Lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;42: If you like that person , would you tell him/her you love her ? Lalalala lalalala ELMO'S WORLD! =D&lt;br /&gt;43: Besides your lips , where is your favourite spot to get kissed ? UH, the cheek?&lt;br /&gt;44: How do you feel when you woke up this morning ? Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;45: Who was the last person you took a picture with ? Lydia&lt;br /&gt;46: Would you consider to be spoilt ? idk&lt;br /&gt;47: Would you ever donate blood ? i guess&lt;br /&gt;48: Do you have a good friend in the opposite sex ? DUH&lt;br /&gt;49: Do you want somebody dead ? No&lt;br /&gt;50: What does your last text message says ? "Hey guysremember to bring your pe tomorrow (:"&lt;br /&gt;51: What are you thinking of right now ? Nothing&lt;br /&gt;52: Did you wish someone was with you right now ? Now? Idk&lt;br /&gt;53: When did you go to sleep last night ? 11pm&lt;br /&gt;54: Where did you bought your T-shirt you are wearing right now ? I didnt buy it. Its my p5 camp t shirt&lt;br /&gt;55: Is someone in your mind right now ? Yea&lt;br /&gt;56: Who was the last person who texted you ? SZE MIN =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg. Have to study for science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-8726726038272412935?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/8726726038272412935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=8726726038272412935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8726726038272412935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/8726726038272412935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-people-marin-here-yay-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-5948562233147174412</id><published>2009-04-15T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:21:48.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Marin here. something to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~RED ALERT~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;quan jun said sorry!! omj. i was like... shocked. he said im sorry for hurting you!!AH!! yay, no more frenemies=D YAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do see something i changed in my 3rd post. the one about someone spilling my secret. Anyway, today was IFD? I was like wth. Tkss celebrate IFD like this?? i was shocked. like its only one performance and 1 powerpoint presentation. Anyway. doing a quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUIZ: Taken from Crystal's blog!&lt;br /&gt;Your name? :Marin&lt;br /&gt;Your Age? :12.&lt;br /&gt;Attached/Single? : SINGLE, and im loving it.&lt;br /&gt;Five of your closest friends? : ERNY! JANNELLE! SZE MIN! MEI YING! VIKKI!&lt;br /&gt;Your 2 favourite colours? Blue=D and umm. green?&lt;br /&gt;Storybook/Comic?: Storybook&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush? You think i dont have=.="?&lt;br /&gt;Has an unknown person asked you for your number before? : You think?&lt;br /&gt;If yes, did you give your number to the person who asked? : huh?&lt;br /&gt;Name 2 girls: uh. erny and jannelle?&lt;br /&gt;Name 2 guy friends that you are close to : uh. john? umm. dy/dylan?&lt;br /&gt;Do you play online games?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Do you play Maple Story? :wth&lt;br /&gt;Do you play Audition? :yea&lt;br /&gt;Favourite numbers? 5 all the way&lt;br /&gt;Favourite alphabets: UH, my initial?&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather go out with your stead or your friends? duh, friends&lt;br /&gt;Do you trust your stead?: IM SINGLE&lt;br /&gt;Money or friends? FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;Stead or friends? FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;Anime or drama? DRAMA&lt;br /&gt;Best girl-friend? ERNY!&lt;br /&gt;Best guy friend?uh...  IDK! either john/dylan or dy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!! haha... yays. gtg. (HOPE I DONT FAIL HISTORY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-5948562233147174412?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/5948562233147174412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=5948562233147174412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5948562233147174412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/5948562233147174412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-people_15.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-1209480057132212883</id><published>2009-04-13T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:46:28.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey people. Marin here. As you can see i am BORED!!! YAY! lols. im going physco. =D (is that the correct spelling?) OMJ. School today was boring. Well for me. Even Home Econs cause i got insufficient amount of sleep. I only slept from 12am to 1am=D then from 1am to 6am do nothing just stare into space. Wait. I did do something. WRITE SOMGS!! =D I'm mad about writing songs=D so far wrote 4 songs in Term 2. So that means 4 songs in 4 weeks? SWEET=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~slight highlight of the day!~==&gt; i broke my specs!! OMJ! I was freaking out at school... lols. but then i just put &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;SUPER HOT&lt;/span&gt; water on the loose part then become steady so i just fix la. Put its still weird to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MAIN&lt;/span&gt; highlight of the day~&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just found out something =( something &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; very surprising=( Someone said this. Well something like this. Not exact words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan Jun: I feel pissed off just by looking at Marin's face. She act cute.&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF when I found out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F.Y.I. I AM NOT ACTING CUTE!! IF YOU CALL ME ACT CUTE JUST BECAUSE I NEVER WEAR MY SPECS!"! YOU ARE BLOODY MAD. MY SPECS BROKE OK? GOT PROBLEM WITH THAT IS IT? SAY I ACT CUTE CAUSE I NEVER WEAR MY SPECS SINCE MY SPECS BROKE IS ACTING CUTE IS IT? YOU GO MPH LA. GET THE INFO RIGHT BEFORE YOU SAY SOMETHING OK? YOU GO DIE LA. TALK BEHIND MY BACK EVERYTIME RIGHT? I GO TALK BACK ABOUT IN YOUR FACE LA. STUPID. YOU WANNA HAVE A DEBATE OVER WHAT IS ACTING CUTE? I WOULD BE BLOODY HAPPY TO SORT IT OUT! IF DEBATE NOT ENOUGH WANT A PROPER FIGHT? god. he act so ok infront of me then talk behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, sarah. I am breathing in and out=D*breathing in and out in process* but isnt it so UNREASONABLE?? jdi. god. that guy over-sensitive la. talk behind my back just because i never wear my specs. ... =.=" isnt it so stupid. AH! nvm. i dont wanna waste my energy on this matter. =D waste of my time. Wait. i just DID waste my time. God . Im stupid. Seriously, I HAVE to control my anger. i'll try, but if its anything unreasonable. you can bet you'll see me blow up in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. right. I have to write more songs=D controls my anger. HEY! i found my anger controlment. ihavetogo. seeyoualltomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;justturnaroundandfaceme,please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-1209480057132212883?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/1209480057132212883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=1209480057132212883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1209480057132212883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/1209480057132212883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-people_13.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-4791366843286471466</id><published>2009-04-12T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:01:53.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people. Marin here. AH!! (frustrated kind of ah, =D) Goodness gracious. AH!!! why does this always happen??? (not really all the time. but still) AHHH!! WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP ON BLOODY SPREADING RUMOURS ABOUT ME??? GOD, MUST PEOPLE KNOW WHO I BLOODY LIKE??? GOD. 1 THING I WANNA BLOODY SAY TO someone IS WHAT IS YOUR BLOODY PROBLEM. YOU NOT HAPPY IS IT? GO AND SPREAD TO EVERYONE SOME FALSE INFO...&lt;br /&gt;why the hell is this always happening...? you guys not satisfied with your own stuff is it? want to be busybody and know everything is it? and make life difficult for that person is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill marin. JDI. maybe i need anger management classes=D yea. i think that would be good. God. if i see that bloody person's face. I'm so gonna scream and give him a piece of my mind. oh and dont worry if u think you're the one. that person who i'm cursing is a guy and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; chinese. i repeat&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINESE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-4791366843286471466?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/4791366843286471466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=4791366843286471466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4791366843286471466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/4791366843286471466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-people_12.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2552487041804677438</id><published>2009-04-11T17:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:45:06.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHI!!! Marin here. As you can tell from the opening, i am HYPER&gt;.&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SHI QUAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sorry that i didnt say earlier=D and sorry i had to leave early... OMJ!!! I freaked out sia when we watched "knowing". I kept on shaking shi quan's arm=.=" sorry. But seriously the car crash was scary=D And surprisingly i didnt get nightmares about the whisper people. =D &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;an achievement... =)&lt;/span&gt; BUT SERIOUSLY . Those whisper people scared the &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; out of me=D and they also looked like wax figures. Oh right. Need to buy shi quan a brthday gift. Dont know what to buy=D hmm... uh. Oh bother. =D I'll think of something=) Enough of that. Now I'm going to talk about the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;/span&gt;OMJ!! IT WAS THE BEST MOVIE I HAD EVER SEEN!!!! OMJ!!!! THE 3 OF US (me, erny and erny's cousin) WERE LIKE THE ONLY PEOPLE SCREAMING. what the hell is wrong with the other people in the cinema=.="?? OMJ!!! AH!!! IT WAS SO DAMN COOL SIA!!! but i was late by ... 20/30 mins? =O sorry about that. BUT I ARRIVED JUST IN TIME TO SEE NICK PLAYING ON THE DRUM!!!! AH!!! lols. I need some air=D Gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2552487041804677438?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2552487041804677438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2552487041804677438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2552487041804677438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2552487041804677438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihihi-marin-here.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-2886904271052621167</id><published>2009-04-08T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T18:46:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi people. Marin here. Oh ya to DY. If you're reading this. I've got something to ask you=D. WHAT'S THE CONFIDENTIAL THINGY U WERE TALKING ABOUT?? YOU DONT HAVE TO SAY IT OUT IN THE CBOX. JUST EMAIL ME=D Can? can? =DDD sorry. =DDD anyway. &lt;s&gt;MAJOR&lt;/s&gt; something happened today. I was in bus 40 today going back home when i received a sms that SCARED THE &lt;s&gt;SHIT&lt;/s&gt; out of me. Seriously. Now i know someone i cant trust. Never am i gonna confide in you. NEVER. And i bloody hell mean NEVER. NEVER EVER IN MY LIFE. You told somebody else my BIGGEST DAMN SECRET. How could I have ever trusted you?? Why are my secrets always exposed??? I tell this person the next day, the whole class bloody knows. JDM it. Must the whole class boys need to know my every damn bloody secret. It's always==&gt; Who you like? who you like? who you like? I promise i wont tell. But in the end tell. what the heck. gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-2886904271052621167?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/2886904271052621167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=2886904271052621167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2886904271052621167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/2886904271052621167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752520917234767585.post-751483610725863657</id><published>2009-04-07T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:57:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiya people. =D Marin here=DD I &lt;s&gt;unofficially&lt;/s&gt; oops. sorry. i meant. OFFICIALLY. and i mean it . experienced the most boring day I have ever encountered in TK!!!!! seriously, MT was okay.. Public Speaking was ... 1 word. quite disgusting. oops. that7s 2 words=DD Maths was per normal. As boring as the subject Math can be... Music was ok. At least better than Math. English was UBER BORING!! Science was just ... science? lols. SURPRISINGLY!! I'm beggining to like Science. Seriously. Mrs Ang keeps me awake in Science, while Mrs Guna doesnt. I actually feel asleep once in Science=D wow, im so naughty. =D &lt;s&gt;NOT???&lt;/s&gt; =) After school I had the dreaded MATH LEVEL TEST! i found it easy but i made alot of mistakes.=D I forgot cannot put + and - signs in the final answer for the factorisation=.=" i was screaming like shit when i found that out =D God, i think i got sore-throat. =D AFTER MATH TEST WENT BUBBLE TEA!! YES! AT LEAST GOT SOMETHING NOT BORING=D Oh right. That reminds me. Was i really being emo today at school? I dont think so, though. Few of my friends kept asking me why you so emo today? But i was like so damn freaking TIRED and I was thinking about ... something. Ok,ok fine. I admit i was a BIT emotional. BUT JUST A BIT!!! ah. ah. ah? lols. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;Marin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752520917234767585-751483610725863657?l=feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/feeds/751483610725863657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752520917234767585&amp;postID=751483610725863657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/751483610725863657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752520917234767585/posts/default/751483610725863657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feelthatheartbeat.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiya-people.html' title=''/><author><name>ilovehim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
