<?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-8624611348363682476</id><updated>2011-08-02T03:56:03.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aliciawashere</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6988230937996062915</id><published>2009-08-10T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:17:10.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahgua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying out Wordpress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hereisalicia.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.hereisalicia.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 44th ($$) B'dae, S'pore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although the time spent with CG was short,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I reaaallly love you guys(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just want you guys to keep running for God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter how hard it gets,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know how hard it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6988230937996062915?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6988230937996062915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6988230937996062915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6988230937996062915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6988230937996062915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahgua.html' title='Ahgua'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7770269033836100373</id><published>2009-08-10T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:14:12.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SMALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I wanna vent but I can't cos you will just take one look at this and dismiss. What for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is God making this so hard for me. I try so hard but I never seem to pass my own expectations. I know He will not set things that I cannot overcome, so why is this path that I've taken so damn lonely. Where are you guys when I need you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pooey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7770269033836100373?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7770269033836100373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7770269033836100373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7770269033836100373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7770269033836100373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-small.html' title='SO SMALL'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7131839077356420470</id><published>2009-08-07T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T00:25:27.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be seeing you tomorrow, I know it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=u9-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="LOL" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/u9-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kettle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to tell someone or else its going to rip me apart. The reason I am so in love with life, is because I am so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;— pot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R,&lt;br /&gt;thinking about you can make me smile uncontrollably anytime and anywhere for hours on end.&lt;br /&gt;— K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boy,&lt;br /&gt;you are my new years resolution.&lt;br /&gt;— girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letterstocrushes.com/"&gt;http://letterstocrushes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO cute lah these letters. So if you have a crush you can drop by and read alllll the letters to their crushes which are very frank and sweet in a way. Too bad I don't have a crush, or I'll have spammed the website ; D Hee hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vanessa's surprise was fun. Although I was sick! HAHA! Didn't know right. Actually half the time I wanted to cough ; D Had a good time just hanging out with Nic and Siok and others! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy B'dae yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7131839077356420470?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7131839077356420470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7131839077356420470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7131839077356420470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7131839077356420470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-be-seeing-you-tomorrow-i-know-it.html' title='I&apos;ll be seeing you tomorrow, I know it.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8250395383441617213</id><published>2009-08-05T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:06:54.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMM. M&amp;ms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnmDqqcdGJI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jv1rJa4DJ4s/s1600-h/M%26M.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366465199960037522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnmDqqcdGJI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jv1rJa4DJ4s/s400/M%26M.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MM.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I ate too much, and I'm having bad sore throat and feeling achey all over. I feel like I'm going to be sick. In school today was like dying lah... Dozing off like mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I didn't have 2 tests tmr.. UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need 2 "D" and 2 "S" to get promoted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm studying like alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HOPE IT PAYS OFF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need chem tutor asap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;URGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aim: all "A"s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8250395383441617213?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8250395383441617213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8250395383441617213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8250395383441617213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8250395383441617213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmmm-m.html' title='MMMM. M&amp;ms.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnmDqqcdGJI/AAAAAAAAA3w/jv1rJa4DJ4s/s72-c/M%26M.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8911367663508567123</id><published>2009-08-04T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:26:54.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ellespainClaraAlonso2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="laugh" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/ellespainClaraAlonso2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Elle Spain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I blog X2 a day. OCD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Congrats to Bestie who had earned a "(insert colour)" Belt for TKD! (: You are awesome girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"None of these words have been rehearsed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think they can be reversed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aly&amp;amp;Aj - Careful with words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;: D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LALALA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sick, but a powerful yellow pill is making me very sleepy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nights guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8911367663508567123?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8911367663508567123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8911367663508567123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8911367663508567123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8911367663508567123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/whee.html' title='WHEE'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-9217768552708786616</id><published>2009-08-04T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:45:22.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHH I HATE BLOGGER. SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo tired man! I had like 3 lectures today! Lucky had M&amp;amp;Ms to keep me awake. Must be I never drink my coffee thats why can't keep awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very in love with detective shows like Boss and Mr Brain! Check it out too! HAHA! They all have cute (personality) characters so it's so funny just watching them! LOL. Plus the plots are good too, make me more intelligent yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You can cry, we won't look. " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAHHH! If you watch BOSS, episode 8 where konami says it to Yamamu is soooo cute lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-9217768552708786616?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9217768552708786616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=9217768552708786616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9217768552708786616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9217768552708786616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/electric-eyes.html' title='Electric eyes'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-9113765393790200763</id><published>2009-08-03T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:10:27.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SANDart</title><content type='html'>!) random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Drank two cups of ice coffee which kept me awake for school.&lt;br /&gt;2) Walking past MRT track and realised I'm scared of the MRT on the track sound. (makes sense?)&lt;br /&gt;3) Friend stole M&amp;Ms from my bag( which I was carrying ) when I was waving my moshimoshi around proclaiming its cleaniness.&lt;br /&gt;4) Missed St Nicks alot when the aunties who sold the cocoa tree chocolates and snacks today told us St nicks is the best.&lt;br /&gt;5) I might like twitter.&lt;br /&gt;6) Craves for alot of M&amp;Ms after seeing detective on tv eat cos might make me smarter!&lt;br /&gt;7) Going to sleep late again. My eyebags just got a shade darker.&lt;br /&gt;8) Gamer, UP, G.I.Joe : D and 200 Days of Summer!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;9) Running out of things to say! LOL&lt;br /&gt;10) You fill this one up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-9113765393790200763?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9113765393790200763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=9113765393790200763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9113765393790200763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9113765393790200763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/sandart.html' title='SANDart'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7702892441528487026</id><published>2009-08-03T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:36:15.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder what would happen if you just put your hand on my shoulder.</title><content type='html'>I'm officially quitting the BMW club. The bitch-moan-whine club in which Alicia has formed in her blog. &lt;br /&gt;LOL! I know I said some pretty emo stuff. I was ready to quit and throw in the towel. Then the next day, everything was fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By thinking alot, I pretty much put my values, beliefs and tastes on the loudspeaker. I know what I want. I'm clear about the direction I'm gonna walk in. Bad things will continue to happen but somehow I've grown stronger and a little more independant, and the future problems doesn't seem so big anymore(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayous everyone! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a gratitude list or something, realise you are far "richer" then you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7702892441528487026?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7702892441528487026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7702892441528487026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7702892441528487026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7702892441528487026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wonder-what-would-happen-if-you-just.html' title='I wonder what would happen if you just put your hand on my shoulder.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4824728185359664872</id><published>2009-08-02T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:57:23.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post dedicated to Moshi Moshi</title><content type='html'>LSJ -- ?trams says:&lt;br /&gt; hey&lt;br /&gt; u washed ur smelly doll?&lt;br /&gt;alicia says:&lt;br /&gt; OI!&lt;br /&gt; what smelly&lt;br /&gt; now very nice smell loh!&lt;br /&gt;LSJ -- ?trams says:&lt;br /&gt; u washed it?&lt;br /&gt;alicia says:&lt;br /&gt; yah!&lt;br /&gt;LSJ -- ?trams says:&lt;br /&gt; did the eye drop off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks LSJ. D :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very gentle person ok! I used a toothbrush and soap! I admit that I squeezed a little too hard but then I really love my Moshi Moshi ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4824728185359664872?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4824728185359664872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4824728185359664872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4824728185359664872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4824728185359664872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-dedicated-to-moshi-moshi.html' title='post dedicated to Moshi Moshi'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2621927099934353735</id><published>2009-08-02T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:15:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your smile dazzles me and makes me want to stare.</title><content type='html'>CG was so awesome awesome today.&lt;br /&gt;I could feel Chris growing immediately and I felt the presence of God fall upon him! Keep growing Chris(: We all love you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to play the tongkak game anymore. I am a 5+10+5+5=25th level pig! This game is already haunting me lah! NOOOO more tukituki, tongkaktongkak and umm ji ji!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 410 today, I was like the only person on the bus lah! I was scared the uncle will do something bad! D : If he does, I will kick him till he flies out of the window. (: &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to start on my stupid E.O.M! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE please pray for Dots who seem to have some unknown sickness that's making her faint alot. Pray that she recover quickly man! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel very relieved about that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s- NJC guy is kahliang! Hello!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2621927099934353735?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2621927099934353735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2621927099934353735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2621927099934353735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2621927099934353735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-smile-dazzles-me-and-makes-me-want.html' title='Your smile dazzles me and makes me want to stare.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5062166643611175305</id><published>2009-08-01T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:50:57.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NJC GUY`</title><content type='html'>A shout-out to the NJC Guy.&lt;br /&gt;Ernest, surrender his HP no, Email and home add(ok just kidding bout the add part)&lt;br /&gt;and urh, his name :# to alicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited to have fellow NJC-ian in HoGc!!!! I am so excited about it. &lt;br /&gt;My head is chanting " NEW GEN NEW GEN NEW GEN"&lt;br /&gt;Power of 2~ ~ ~ ~ We can do something in that school where the days are as grey as the walls aye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, friend, I told you about him, did you rmb you just dismissed me? Thinking back, it wasn't important to you at all hor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWS. EXCITED TO THE MAX(ttm). TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM TTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU AROUND NJC-GUY!&lt;br /&gt;You made my day!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5062166643611175305?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5062166643611175305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5062166643611175305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5062166643611175305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5062166643611175305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/njc-guy.html' title='NJC GUY`'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5550065402012372217</id><published>2009-08-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:35:31.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEE HOW.</title><content type='html'>Dont like the "see how" phrase. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate seaweed shaker fries! SO seaweed lah, plus my garlic chilli, it tasted abit weird. LOL. And gave me alot of gas. ; D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My to-do list got like 10plus things to do. I think I should get going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, I deleted you from hotmail. Didn't know loving and worrying for you could become so draining. Could you believe the relief I felt when I pressed the delete button! PHEWW man. I won't see your "eye" picture anymore and wonder why you wouldn't talk to me since I was online. I will need your add so I can send your stuff back. Deleting you from hotmail, (considering FB too) cannot compare to you deleting me from your very fufiling life without us. Yup, I just can't stand the fact that you said Bye and never looked back. And nope, I won't be the one running after you. (: And just in case, you would like to wish me Happy 1st anniversary or something, this coming 15th August would be my 1st year here at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have really thought about this seriously for very long, so this isn't some AA game or bitter cry from me. It's me being a wee bit happier with this off my chest. I know I deserve to be happy right! (: ( With or without you ) Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are sorting out. I don't have the strength for those who don't have the time for me. I'm not worth the time for a "hi" online.&lt;br /&gt;I think the last few posts were all this. Cutting myself free from such idiotic worries and insecurities. Yes, you can argueeeee all you like. I still love you though. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW, I see a mountain of papers beside, and I know I'm on the right track of studying. Because, a clean neat desk just means everything is collecting dust in the files. LOL. Through God, I can move mountains (of paper) , literally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so annoyingly happy that I've finally let you go. Although there are like seemingly infinite worries, I hope you will be honoured to know that you were a BIG one. : D And I've overcome it! Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sewing machine threatened by mom,&lt;br /&gt;alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5550065402012372217?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5550065402012372217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5550065402012372217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5550065402012372217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5550065402012372217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-how.html' title='SEE HOW.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8003664673797755008</id><published>2009-08-01T00:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:46:18.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason I never want to open up my heart to anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnMdUYvQf8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/1H6JlFeBxbA/s1600-h/jengotch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364663817203646402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnMdUYvQf8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/1H6JlFeBxbA/s400/jengotch3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want solitude this time.&lt;br /&gt;Bye to being a suffering matyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me,&lt;br /&gt;or against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way,&lt;br /&gt;I've put my needs on the backburner&lt;br /&gt;to be "understanding" for you.&lt;br /&gt;I try to understand why people can't be nice.&lt;br /&gt;I don't bother already.&lt;br /&gt;If you love me, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't love me, I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple question really.&lt;br /&gt;With or against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a shout-out to all you people.&lt;br /&gt;It's very tiring to be the happy one 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, it's taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One worry down.&lt;br /&gt;Email me. And let me move on.&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll take it I'm not worth the time then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8003664673797755008?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8003664673797755008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8003664673797755008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8003664673797755008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8003664673797755008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/08/reason-i-never-want-to-open-up-my-heart.html' title='The reason I never want to open up my heart to anyone'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnMdUYvQf8I/AAAAAAAAA3o/1H6JlFeBxbA/s72-c/jengotch3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2507101700320003455</id><published>2009-07-30T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:48:42.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At least try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know if you will see this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I just want to let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least try to keep up contact. Instead of disappearing out of my/our lives and pretending nothing ever happened. Or that we never existed at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You probably don't feel like doing so. Then again, that only signals to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this friendship we have wasn't as strong as I thought it to be then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's why I dislike technology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So near, yet so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2507101700320003455?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2507101700320003455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2507101700320003455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2507101700320003455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2507101700320003455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/at-least-try.html' title='At least try.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6348079033299942558</id><published>2009-07-30T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:19:58.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome, you make me feel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnBzVSxIxEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/cCDX5VrPWtY/s1600-h/HEIDI+MOUNT+AND+SASHA+PIVAROROVA+OUTSIDE+THE+CHANEL+HAUTE+COUTURE+SHOW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363913965850641474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnBzVSxIxEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/cCDX5VrPWtY/s400/HEIDI+MOUNT+AND+SASHA+PIVAROROVA+OUTSIDE+THE+CHANEL+HAUTE+COUTURE+SHOW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Jak&amp;amp;Jill)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hedi Mount and Sasha Pivarorova outside Chanel Huate Couture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like two but of one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shielding each other from photographers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;backing each other up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wary yet alert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's bestie and me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mending it piece by piece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bit by bit(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you monday aye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s FRAN ARE YOU DOING WELL? Do update me on msn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s ION IS SUPER NICE. Zara stuff super up-to-date and fully stocked. And there is my favourite $16.90 rack. ( I bought a green top) This season's Topshop is very very nice. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blazers of nude, pink, eclectic blue.&lt;/span&gt; Uncountable high-waisted skirts. Denim section. FAB heels. MY dream come true. Now I need the money dream part to come true too. And there's A BIG MUJI at B4! And fall/winter's UNIQLO season is very nice. And basement had nice JAP STREET FOOD! I like the B4-2nd storey. The other levels are the high-end part. (Which has body-guards roaming around and stuff I will need a lifetime to save up and buy (: ) I book char to roam ALL 8 LEVELS if you dare! : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE YA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6348079033299942558?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6348079033299942558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6348079033299942558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6348079033299942558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6348079033299942558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/awesome-you-make-me-feel.html' title='Awesome, you make me feel.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SnBzVSxIxEI/AAAAAAAAA3g/cCDX5VrPWtY/s72-c/HEIDI+MOUNT+AND+SASHA+PIVAROROVA+OUTSIDE+THE+CHANEL+HAUTE+COUTURE+SHOW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8328905494480155700</id><published>2009-07-28T21:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:02:53.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not by might.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Boxes.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="box" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/Boxes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The labels we give people, the boxes we put them in.&lt;br /&gt;They call it steorotyping.&lt;br /&gt;I call it hateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think like that too,&lt;br /&gt;until I realise I was also boxing up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are people you think of when you look at the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;Will you reach out to them even if they are unliked,&lt;br /&gt;and do not measure up to society's,&lt;br /&gt;and our standards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn to love unconditionally(:&lt;br /&gt;For love is the opposite of judgementalism, it inteferes with our views, attitudes and interactions. Love will be my foundation. Love is THE agenda. Then when we talk, we won't just be talking about THINGS we care about but PEOPLE we care about. And judgementalism will fade away, just like the woman at the well, the woman caught in adultery, and other stories of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me back, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8328905494480155700?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8328905494480155700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8328905494480155700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8328905494480155700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8328905494480155700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-by-might.html' title='Not by might.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3664201544291265745</id><published>2009-07-27T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:55:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it be..</title><content type='html'>KINDER JOY MAKES ME VERY HAPPY! Although the eating part is confusing, the surprise is always there. I love surprises(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit but I LOVE MATHS! I really like thinking and using my brain. Wonder how I can be doing fashion then.. Hmm.. Had my first maths tuition in months. SIOK! Where is my tuition! (: Haha, and I sat there listening and liking it. I'm SO rusty in all my concepts and stuff but I promise to brush up(: hee hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really having a hard time juggling studies, friends, church at this moment. But I will conquer! HAHA! I'm really missing my friends. I miss bestie(: Just teeny weeny scared that they will forget and pass me by and Deja-Vu again. Then again, I'm secure. If people don't bother about you, why should you hor! : D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOYJOY, MAKI SUHSHI, TUNA BREAD. Stuff I like to eat*hint*alot. HAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs brain,&lt;br /&gt;signing off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3664201544291265745?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3664201544291265745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3664201544291265745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3664201544291265745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3664201544291265745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/could-it-be.html' title='Could it be..'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-605864898608696867</id><published>2009-07-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:59:18.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black and red stripes.</title><content type='html'>Madly happy today.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you. Do you know that everytime you look at me, I'm trying to memorize your face and lock up whatever I can remember in my heart like a box of treasures. &lt;br /&gt;Precious only to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anointing was present. God's presence was there the moment the intro vid started. People were moved. A wave of mercy and grace. Innoncence. Love. Heart. Purity. Today was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not I who live but Christ who lives in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God so much so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank You for opening my ears once blind,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear You now. &lt;br /&gt;Let me remember whatever You spoke to me, &lt;br /&gt;so that I may rejoice when it comes to past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOGA is really good. It tones you and makes you become more flexible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT TO START DANCING(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-605864898608696867?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/605864898608696867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=605864898608696867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/605864898608696867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/605864898608696867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-and-red-stripes.html' title='Black and red stripes.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5674849978821096178</id><published>2009-07-26T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:25:37.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The point's been missed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You made me crumple into tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just when I thought I was strong enough to make the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought my resolve was there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead your words shatter it like glass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I never pressed the link "send".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our ties are broken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Connection forever lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bestie, I'll miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5674849978821096178?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5674849978821096178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5674849978821096178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5674849978821096178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5674849978821096178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/points-been-missed.html' title='The point&apos;s been missed.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3591393678338682547</id><published>2009-07-25T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:01:00.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in black will always be my love.</title><content type='html'>YESH! Blogger is partly back. The toolbar is not in place yet. Soon, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to join this dance class with dots(: It's gonna be awesome with her! Be fit and have fun at the same time. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today service was awesome. I need to stand. For something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shocked her into silence. That's what break-ups do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3591393678338682547?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3591393678338682547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3591393678338682547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3591393678338682547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3591393678338682547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/man-in-black-will-always-be-my-love.html' title='Man in black will always be my love.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1588129483810020226</id><published>2009-07-24T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:14:02.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Q-tips</title><content type='html'>Oh so sian, Blogger's so sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like changing to something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in a big mess, you should do something about it? That's the only advice I can give. Else, it will snowball and bury you alive. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to food-eating with Char and Dots hopefully? Hee hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1588129483810020226?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1588129483810020226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1588129483810020226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1588129483810020226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1588129483810020226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/pink-q-tips.html' title='Pink Q-tips'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6164303451870888030</id><published>2009-07-23T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:32:23.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Go your Own way. Like everythings fine.</title><content type='html'>Isn't is so annoying when people leave you OUT ON PURPOSE. Go on. Only when I asked did you tell me what you have been planning. Act like you are surprised. Hurt me by asking other people to plan it with you. Go on. Sometimes, I am not the insensitive one. You are. To think you are an adult somemore. Don't you know that one of your "responsibilities" is to inform ME? So I guess you "FORGOT" then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F it. Small people do small things like that. I won't be small by "Me and Who planning it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, I'm gonna leave too. So what if God is in the House but the people are the ones who let people like me slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6164303451870888030?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6164303451870888030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6164303451870888030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6164303451870888030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6164303451870888030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-go-your-own-way-like-everythings.html' title='Go Go your Own way. Like everythings fine.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-274326201551288529</id><published>2009-07-22T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:40:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapteh and five stones!</title><content type='html'>Hee hee, I still can't get blogger up and working. But doing my best to type! Its totally screwed up if you want to know(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Yesterday at Crescents, my PW Grp and I were totally rocking the seesaw like nobody's business. Plus, taking advantage of the tuckshop. Hello~ Where can you get a meal for $1.80(: Missed St Nicks the whole day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a vest cos my cous bought some uniqlo tees for me which I feel totally needs a vest to go with it. So shopping mode is on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, my team is at JustAcia eating icecream and I'm tidying up at home. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey fran, you settling down fine? : D Ahhh, pls come back in the hols and then we can hang out everyday without fear of the maths monster coming to chase us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month, will mark one year in HoGc. You won't be there to celebrate it with me. The next year and the next, and the next. Then again, when it's over, it's over. No point this being a one-sided affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so sad, I don't have anybody I can really pour out my feelings to. I don't wanna bother anyone of you man. You guys are leading fufiling lifes now, and I don't wanna be a damper(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I'm getting over it that you are living a life without me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomness is taking over me as I procrastinate on doing impt stuff. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Bestie, I miss you terribly. Then again, I've been going round missing everybody nowadays aye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT-PST LIA'S PREACHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-274326201551288529?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/274326201551288529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=274326201551288529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/274326201551288529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/274326201551288529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/chapteh-and-five-stones.html' title='Chapteh and five stones!'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3670034107120514607</id><published>2009-07-21T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:21:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerios</title><content type='html'>Blogger is right now screwed up on my screen. I don't know the format and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sista,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Sis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3670034107120514607?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3670034107120514607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3670034107120514607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3670034107120514607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3670034107120514607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/cheerios.html' title='Cheerios'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8143969762614261570</id><published>2009-07-19T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:09:47.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A deer caught in the flashlights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmM02X4OfjI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/obgxoZAOoew/s1600-h/laugh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360186090228448818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmM02X4OfjI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/obgxoZAOoew/s400/laugh.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...looks like me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I was very very blur. I think my brain was malfunctioning. I was super not aware of my surroundings, not sharp, not clear. In all, I was not myself today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like when I saw the book everlyn and my dear team made for me-- "IT" huh. Didn't realise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like when I was taking out Chris card when he was 1m away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like when I was so loud and insensitive to people's feelings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then, I started to go downhill. Some person's actions and the way she talked to me made me feel very sad and I regretted telling her some stuff in the past because her attitude, although she was older than me, was quite sad. But I forgive her lah. I have learnt not to be so nitpicky. So I wont be angry even if noone noticed I wasn't there when they celebrated Chris birthday. Hee hee. I don't grudge that easily ok Siok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to laugh happily. I just want to be simple. I don't care if people don't like me or think badly of me. I know I am happy the way I am but I know I will change for the better. Why isit so hard for people to look in the mirror and embrace themselves? It is your own self you really need to love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am glad I have ernest who was unexpectedly giving me advice today. Glad to have SiokMei influence me with her way of talking. Happy to joke with Pam. I appreciate my friends(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to pray, need to QT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S: Glad to see you happy with him. Its good to know that love does exist in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8143969762614261570?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8143969762614261570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8143969762614261570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8143969762614261570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8143969762614261570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/deer-caught-in-flashlights.html' title='A deer caught in the flashlights...'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmM02X4OfjI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/obgxoZAOoew/s72-c/laugh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1896992938237984270</id><published>2009-07-17T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:43:12.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO FORGIVE IS TO SET A PRISONER FREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND REALISE THAT THE PRISONER WAS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmCNrD40hmI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xzzmMe7WYUs/s1600-h/FORGIVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359439327488411234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmCNrD40hmI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xzzmMe7WYUs/s400/FORGIVE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (NYCgirl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"holding anger is a poison&lt;br /&gt;it eats you from inside,&lt;br /&gt;we think that by hating someone&lt;br /&gt;we hurt them...&lt;br /&gt;but hatred is a curved blade&lt;br /&gt;and the harm we do to others&lt;br /&gt;we also do to ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;-mitch alborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have we been hurt by someone before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone close? Someone you loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone whom you shared your real feelings to, and yet it seemed a few months later, you are a stranger to him, as to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell you what,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;close your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a deep breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And say: " I forgive you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feel better? Forgiveness is so hard to DO. It is easy to say I forgive you but the process of forgiving someone is hard. You still think of all the could have beens and what ifs and the things you've done together and wonder, was it worth it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You then think of the things they done to hurt you. Consciously. Where exactly did it hurt you in your heart? Your pride? Your time? Your trust and faith in that person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You say I forgive you and I will forget you. You will never be in my life again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So why is it that my heart still aches when I see you? Or I wonder what are you doing with that girl hanging on your arm. And those new bunch of friends. Do they know who you truely are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DONT erase that person from your life. Just dont INCLUDE that person in your life. Learn from the experience he gave you and learn to let go, learn to love even more, learn to be happy without that person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And one day, I believe you will look back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and just smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE MUCH, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1896992938237984270?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1896992938237984270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1896992938237984270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1896992938237984270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1896992938237984270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-forgive-is-to-set-prisoner-free.html' title='TO FORGIVE IS TO SET A PRISONER FREE'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SmCNrD40hmI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/xzzmMe7WYUs/s72-c/FORGIVE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8277670983724107090</id><published>2009-07-17T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:12:52.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;God is so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;I am blogging and not feeling guilty for the first time in months!&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging cos I have finished my HW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Although I still have E.O.M to do, but my maths is done, chem is TWO tutorials infront, econs HW is also done! GP also! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Although it was hard to keep my faith when I saw my results, little did I know God was looking after me. Slowly but surely, I caught up with my undone Hw! God is like my Father, looking after my studies too! What I felt was that He led me to organize my time properly (rmb my To-do lists? It helped alot!) and He appointed people who were hardworking beside me in school to influence me to study! God is so awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I have to focus on revising ALL the chapters one by one, getting to know it and practicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas told me to be radical for God and not extreme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can serve and still do well for studies.&lt;br /&gt;This is a season to excel in studies no matter what setback we face!&lt;br /&gt;JC students! JIAYOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally sleep at 12am and not 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8277670983724107090?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8277670983724107090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8277670983724107090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8277670983724107090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8277670983724107090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5995884939680751254</id><published>2009-07-15T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T23:31:07.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>U, U, U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my maths, bio and chem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a U, U, U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For a moment, I felt so freaking upset with myself and scared that I would not get promoted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I told myself to stop this mental crap and start doing some work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not going to blame God, it is me who caused this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s if anyone has good tuition do tell me? or else i'm gonna sink in this sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5995884939680751254?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5995884939680751254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5995884939680751254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5995884939680751254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5995884939680751254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/u-u-u.html' title='U, U, U'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4088023283139671159</id><published>2009-07-15T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:47:49.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We want the world to know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think you are important,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel important,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;act important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you will be important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No more feeling useless(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, sista and HIM have something going on &gt; : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ai mei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life in NJC is so boring as compared to Get's life in YJC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet I am so motivated to study hard and glorify God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to study because I want to be a person of substance and not just wing my way in society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't care if I'm not doing crazy stuff in school, or having as much fun as I did in St nicks, as long as I know that I am studying hard and not letting God down, as long as I have a simple heart of loving people who are unloved, loveless, I know that God will be pleased with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For things done for the Kingdom of God will always remain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel really happy today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, my goal of loving unconditionally was reconfirmed again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know I'm walking in the right direction this time(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God challenged me a while back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$1000 for building fund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've already started selling my things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I sow, I will reap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do this willingly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my God and my church!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love,alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4088023283139671159?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4088023283139671159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4088023283139671159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4088023283139671159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4088023283139671159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-want-world-to-know.html' title='We want the world to know.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6505057990763659286</id><published>2009-07-13T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:04:33.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SltZQCSVFNI/AAAAAAAAA3A/nIcimTh2Rso/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yoohoo! Today was fun! But I can't say just in case he reads my blog today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is gonna love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried doing a To-Do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It ended up being 3-page long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With 20 plus plus boxes to be ticked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And 10 other notes of "take note!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL. It doesn't help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheered up seeing Dots(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her family is really awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="my drawing" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/IMG_0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA! I think her arms, legs are weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to improve and build a great portfolio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praise God for helping me through those nights I felt like dying(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is so lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't He?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;alicia&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/8624611348363682476-6505057990763659286?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6505057990763659286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6505057990763659286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6505057990763659286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6505057990763659286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/sye.html' title='Sye!'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-835720869086815091</id><published>2009-07-12T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:35:08.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very freaking stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tons of relationship problems made up in my mind, by my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evaluation of Material,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;character issue problems,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chem tutorial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maths tutorial,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other tutorials,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a whiny girl to deal with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a emo guy to deal with,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting my BF( Best Friend) to come my church,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serious money issues ( I announce I am broke to the max.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying to live up to all the expectations my leaders have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my friends have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mother have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phew I feel good saying it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I may look like I have everything, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;studies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;church,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, who ever knew, that deep inside I'm not as whole as you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still apprehensive about having close friends, who know when they would change from loving friends to backstabbing, crazy friends overnight? Makes me sound faithless in my friends. But who would ever understand the pain I went through after "them"? It took alot to open up. I wasn't this "optimistic" before. So hello ernest, I do know how you are feeling and worst. If I ever do get crabby on you guys, there are no excuses, just scold me. Because, there is no reason to be mad at people who love you just because you don't feel good about yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may have OK studies but I'm not perfect. I hate it when people assume I JUST get good grades and assume I have no problems. So they don't take me seriously when I say I DO need help planning my time. Or that I AM stressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in church, I am genuinely happy. But those deep-rooted insecurities remain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to hide it by being funny and happy. But that would only get me so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to love people because I know they need the love that I never ever got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It takes alot to just go through everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys too, are trying your best(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will just make it through today first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8min to 12am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-835720869086815091?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/835720869086815091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=835720869086815091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/835720869086815091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/835720869086815091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-best-friend.html' title='My Best Friend'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6347547651504543359</id><published>2009-07-11T21:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:38:49.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=little_ampulla_by_LittleFlair.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="bubble" src="http://i936.photobucket.com/albums/ad203/maddsinn/little_ampulla_by_LittleFlair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw the sky was like pinky-red so I bet it's gonna RAIN tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I like it(: I like snuggling in my blankie and waking up cool and fresh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can sense the air cooling. Rain soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I thereby announce Dorothy as my spiritual daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yesterday, talking to her, made me realise she hungers for God on the inside genuinely! Awesomeness, I love this girl(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;She is really wanting to grow, and you know what? God is drawing closer to you this very minute! Don't give up no matter what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Pastor How is really the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;No limitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I dream that my fashion line will be globalized before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I dream that before I age to 21, I will lead a CG of 10 Brilliant people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I dream to serve God and be a pillar to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I dream to be an inspiration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I dream big, and God will multiply it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6347547651504543359?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6347547651504543359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6347547651504543359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6347547651504543359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6347547651504543359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-sundays.html' title='Rainy sundays.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3110478537691742632</id><published>2009-07-10T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:58:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prophesies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They can come to pass or they will never ever happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you are the deciding factor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prophesies are to guide you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you don't make the effort, no one can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-to the person who thinks this is meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356860360284148018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SldkHaYbkTI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZoRFRgEmqCg/s400/GIVENCHY+HAUTE+COUTURE+FALLWINTER+2009+jak+and+jill+2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;(jak &amp;amp; jill)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE FALL/WINTER 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's the best(: Check it out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.s Pastor A.R Bernard preached the best sermon I have heard! It's still sinking in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those who are coming this sunday, I'm so happy for you! You are in for a great sermon(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3110478537691742632?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3110478537691742632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3110478537691742632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3110478537691742632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3110478537691742632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/p.html' title='P'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SldkHaYbkTI/AAAAAAAAA2o/ZoRFRgEmqCg/s72-c/GIVENCHY+HAUTE+COUTURE+FALLWINTER+2009+jak+and+jill+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3843736926105348747</id><published>2009-07-09T18:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:15:22.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker Face you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356409758012989378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXKS6HM38I/AAAAAAAAA2A/TAitwnRYO-M/s400/leeselooks+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday is history; tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift! That’s why they call it the present.” - Kung Fu Panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's life for everyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reckon there's really nothing to tag about my posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have been sounding somber, like someone passed away. : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got my shoes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They fit perfectly!! Thank you Char!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was so HOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a one-hour lecture in a lecture theatre WITHOUT air-con.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so suffocating you could catch H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPysJbwTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QQvbX5aYFq8/s1600-h/24xoub8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415801578209586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPysJbwTI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QQvbX5aYFq8/s400/24xoub8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPyaTs37I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Z7qIwFVVWjo/s1600-h/2eob67s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415796789436338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPyaTs37I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Z7qIwFVVWjo/s400/2eob67s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPyA4EI2I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/GMs9dAf9Sb0/s1600-h/29z6f6o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415789962634082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPyA4EI2I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/GMs9dAf9Sb0/s400/29z6f6o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356415786808861442" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXPx1IJYwI/AAAAAAAAA2I/wQWL7pFITKY/s400/2e5skki.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(olsens anon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, they ain't that bad right(:&lt;br /&gt;They are imperfectly perfect. Really my inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Catch ya tmr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3843736926105348747?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3843736926105348747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3843736926105348747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3843736926105348747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3843736926105348747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/poker-face-you.html' title='Poker Face you'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlXKS6HM38I/AAAAAAAAA2A/TAitwnRYO-M/s72-c/leeselooks+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5680144294694872341</id><published>2009-07-08T19:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:06:38.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aint no love enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlSEKLiEBoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qQV8KNMQHDo/s1600-h/A+new+muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356051167279580802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlSEKLiEBoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qQV8KNMQHDo/s400/A+new+muse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(a new muse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got squashed and hit by bus doors again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was even WORSER than last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time the doors full body slam me ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stood there shouting " DONT CLOSE!" damn alot of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid bus uncle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all those NJC people who laughed at me!!!! : /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then not enough ah, later board bus almost fell down. D :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HMMPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna learn Jap, korean, french and german language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna learn ballet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna re-learn my piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And most importantly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I reaalllly want to learn how to PROPERLY sew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I aim to do that in 10yrs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, I will just study(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5680144294694872341?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5680144294694872341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5680144294694872341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5680144294694872341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5680144294694872341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/aint-no-love-enough.html' title='aint no love enough'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SlSEKLiEBoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/qQV8KNMQHDo/s72-c/A+new+muse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1066140369414355783</id><published>2009-07-07T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:28:47.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teezer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used Fran's coaster today!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But super scared I will break it cos I PAH my cup down one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in debt to myself, again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School is so boring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;endless, mindless studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boring routines, cycle of tests and failures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand, I still have that promise(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a season of loneliness. God is telling me to seek Him. Where is my determination??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1066140369414355783?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1066140369414355783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1066140369414355783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1066140369414355783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1066140369414355783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/teezer.html' title='Teezer'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-645960557862752634</id><published>2009-07-06T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:41:24.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're jumping as I walk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Ice Age 3 with Gets, YL, nic, prashan and ryan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HILARIOUS!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughed and laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wished I had watched it in 3D!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Movies I wanna watch : Up 3D! and Gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have given up uploading pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blogger's sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;welllll, school's starting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have $0.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hows that to start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;: D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love, alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-645960557862752634?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/645960557862752634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=645960557862752634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/645960557862752634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/645960557862752634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-jumping-as-i-walk.html' title='You&apos;re jumping as I walk.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-223724551686846490</id><published>2009-07-05T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:40:24.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleagh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blog is dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid circumstances ruin a wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apple came church today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a prettier Yingling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yingling is pretty too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I mention blog is dying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-223724551686846490?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/223724551686846490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=223724551686846490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/223724551686846490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/223724551686846490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleagh.html' title='bleagh'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7806414670024907619</id><published>2009-07-04T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:35:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo!</title><content type='html'>When I'm super free, I blog twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently, Times featured an article putting down Twitter (To my delight! MUAHAHA!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing ever EVER beats face-to-face conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was the basis of my argument for my GP essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Is communication technology making people worser communicators?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY would I want to know what you had for breakfast. tsktsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again, I'm contradicting myself by blogging. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like why would you want to know what is happening in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Blogger is a different type of Twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has no word limitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All differences end there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos, well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Because.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.s! Pst Kent Munsey was so awesome today!(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7806414670024907619?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7806414670024907619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7806414670024907619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7806414670024907619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7806414670024907619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/yo.html' title='Yo!'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2785059156014333437</id><published>2009-07-04T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:27:53.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sk69TTnoRRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Z6lNsginaIU/s1600-h/frou+frou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354425146371753234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sk69TTnoRRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Z6lNsginaIU/s400/frou+frou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Frou Frou)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YeS~ Blogger can upload le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up feeling even shittier than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;All sweaty and mangled.&lt;br /&gt;My family doesnt know I'm sick cos I still wanna go church one.&lt;br /&gt;My temp hit 40 at one point.&lt;br /&gt;You must be wondering WHY the freak am I online?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im listening to Hillsong! Praying I will get better for today's service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not the best person you would like to hang out with nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cheering up!&lt;br /&gt;Alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2785059156014333437?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2785059156014333437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2785059156014333437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2785059156014333437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2785059156014333437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/hs.html' title='HS'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sk69TTnoRRI/AAAAAAAAA04/Z6lNsginaIU/s72-c/frou+frou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1124337720472909566</id><published>2009-07-03T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:44:37.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How long more to memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a f sucky day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lit up by the presence of Vinson and Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't feel like facing you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos you will look at me with reproachful eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't feel like talking to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos our relationship is built not on painful experiences that bond us,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead, it is built on commands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ulterior motives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you have been my friend if no one told you to be mine? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I doubt so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because, if I was really your friend, something as basic as telling me you are quarantined you could have easily done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beginning to have the shadow of doubt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please don't expect me to bow down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be submissive,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you don't like it, fine, I will leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My bloody head hurts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to think that my CG would be dedicated enough to go to shuyu's house was wishful thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why the hell did I drag my tired self there just to realise slowly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was only the four of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You planned it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet you don't even give us the grace of appearing or telling me you are not even coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh lier lier pants on fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freak today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1124337720472909566?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1124337720472909566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1124337720472909566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1124337720472909566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1124337720472909566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-long-more-to-memories.html' title='How long more to memories'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2379858244751979944</id><published>2009-07-03T09:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:40:19.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not feeling very well today when I woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I took out the thermometer I've used since Pri sch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turned it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stuck it in my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It goes beep beep beep (for like 3min) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my mouth kinda wanted to screw up and shrivel and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus there was alot of saliva.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Temp: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37.78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I am sick. Am I??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Panadol here I come~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO, I do not have H1N1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* took it 3 times : 37.73, 37.97, 37.97!! : (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, Char says it is slight fever. (: Phew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2379858244751979944?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2379858244751979944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2379858244751979944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2379858244751979944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2379858244751979944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5797588493162763901</id><published>2009-07-02T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T23:50:59.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm, I am in the dump.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me be patient, let me be kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make me unselfish without bein' blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I may suffer, I'll envy it not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And endure what comes, 'cause he's all that I got and tell him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I feel like I can strangle my sista sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do love her,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is a fine line between NFs and your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who would you choose to save if We were drowning? Who would you think of first?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it has reached this point where I won't bother asking you already, cos I can predict what you will do and yet not do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like a petty thing to be angry for,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will still love you but I know this forever will be a mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides that, today I met up with Fran and she had this HUGE peice of news for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She MIGHT be coming back and hearing her P.O.V I reckon she will be coming back. HAHA!(: But I don't mind! Do know what it feels like to be homesick and left out. We ( I ) ate at pastamania then shopped. SAW sancia! Than did MANI&amp;amp;PEDI! Than watched transformers wit Nigel, Ernest, Gets and friends and FRAN! Spotted loopholes in the story plot. But good movie. (abit sick though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;OHHH, if you are bored already skip this part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANI and PEDI was so fun! I mean the person KNEW it was my first time like having a professional mani&amp;amp;pedi cos she said I had ALOT of dead skin. At one point she was like SANDPAPERING my sole of the feet! I felt so tickly I started laughing. BUT fran was like the OPP of me?? She was like so calm whereas I was like UH whats next and was all flustered and stuff. haha! It was fun!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this part is dedicated to the princessy Fran(: Who will intro-ed me to mani and pedi and all the shops that I shop at now. You rock, girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So see ya guys soon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5797588493162763901?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5797588493162763901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5797588493162763901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5797588493162763901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5797588493162763901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm-i-am-in-dump.html' title='Hmm, I am in the dump.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4736618148952545851</id><published>2009-07-01T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:29:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, Blogger is making me nuts. Lousy server :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally finished my exams! Am happy! Chem was even worser than Bio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did not help that LT2 was freezing my brains off, HOW do I think if I'm cold huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA! I guess that's an excuse only lah. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But glad it was over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank You God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now I should start thinking of a list of celebri-action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Hang out with Fran. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Cook for family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Manipedi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Can't believe Gets dunno which part of the body Mani is for and which part of the body Pedi is for. Just to clarify : Mani-Hands &amp;amp; Pedi-FEET. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) Study. *Cos I barely did for this CTs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really love opening letters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;recieved Char's one today! MINs after she said to check mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tingly anticipation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sweet feeling of letters (in this case cards),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reading them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knowing that these people took the time and effort to think and write,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and post it to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be surprised if I asked you for your Add(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s Listened to Crazier more than 10times, scary that I am NOT joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4736618148952545851?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4736618148952545851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4736618148952545851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4736618148952545851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4736618148952545851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/07/live.html' title='Live:'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2271118876774151266</id><published>2009-06-30T18:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:13:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you are warm, you are so gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are like the winter sun, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shine your rays down on me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet witholding your warmth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BIO was A KILLER. Found myself dozing off awake like Dots, finished the 3hr paper 45min early, stoned there while others were madly scribbling. I had already squeezed my crap juice to the max already loh. Was quite embarassed at my 6line answer for the 10m essay qns. Ok, for the 3 10m essay qns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maths was real ok, Mrs koh pickyness on neatness paid off! At least I won't get 2m deducted for bad presentation cos I BARELY wrote anything. Tsk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA! I just realised that I've been talking about school??! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OHH, dots! I finally figured out what's Crestar. Lets go TMR? My Chem paper is in the afternoon so I can make it like in the morning(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ciao'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s Going to sleep now! LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2271118876774151266?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2271118876774151266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2271118876774151266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2271118876774151266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2271118876774151266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-are-warm-you-are-so-gone.html' title='If you are warm, you are so gone.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5291929772272267071</id><published>2009-06-29T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:57:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His favourite colour is green.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be careful to not show my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For fear, you trample over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two exams today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;econs and GP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 Bloody Hours of Non-stop Writing stuff I DONT EVEN think is correct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Butt is sore from sitting so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going back to school is pretty amazing. I didn't forget my promise(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the down side, I have to wake at like 6am?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have to do HW. EWW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blogger is acting up lah!! I can't upload photos :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pray hard to sub-pass BIO and pass MATHS tmr!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE YA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope I am still standing then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5291929772272267071?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5291929772272267071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5291929772272267071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5291929772272267071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5291929772272267071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-favourite-colour-is-green.html' title='His favourite colour is green.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5706532140940610436</id><published>2009-06-28T23:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:05:14.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mush!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkeShqvU57I/AAAAAAAAAzo/_Y9pwduB58g/s1600-h/atsuii+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352407789259253682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkeShqvU57I/AAAAAAAAAzo/_Y9pwduB58g/s400/atsuii+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is innocence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isit that angel doe blue eyes seemingly looking at you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet you feel your heart is being peeked at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or isit pure, kind thoughts you think? Or pure evil thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It also could be actions from your heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe a simple smile would do to qualify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the Little Prince said to the Man: "Grownups never understand anything for themselves and it is tiresome for children to be always explaining things to them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it is, innocence can be maturity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pst Joakim service was one of the best ever. Yesterday I was doing QT, and the Holy Spirit said to me, "Follow me, follow my ways." I was like HUH? But I was willing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And today, Pst's sermon WAS TO ANSWER THE QNS of what it meant to follow God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO LIVE FOR OTHERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not be a self-centred, selfish christian,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but a christian who thinks of the unsaved constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" I will die better than you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5706532140940610436?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5706532140940610436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5706532140940610436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5706532140940610436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5706532140940610436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/mush.html' title='Mush!'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkeShqvU57I/AAAAAAAAAzo/_Y9pwduB58g/s72-c/atsuii+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-848969069100526020</id><published>2009-06-28T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:22:13.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open-ing-my-heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you find that you are in a cycle of high and lows, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stop it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been through it so many times that I've become sick of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of re-charging you, it drains you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little by little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do people leave the church without knowing its core values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can't part with money, I believe there is something wrong with your relationship with God. Is your money more important than God? Do you place more importance in your money than in God? You say that we are too young to give, and that our income is still not stable then how isit that a sec school student can give $50 for a single offering and we can't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that's why I save up so willingly to tithe every month, because this is the way God teaches us to put Him first in our life above all our needs and wants and desires. Because if we can't even do that, it means we prefer the material things of the world rather than the eternal gifts of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So why get angry when told to give? After all, we are building the House of God and not our own houses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Sorry if this is controversial, but I got so annoyed when someone scolded the church for saying that God gives more when a person gives more is fake. Then what do you say about the stories of blessings on people who sacrifice much to give? Wahlau, that person even complained we sing the same song too many times. I don't like him sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-848969069100526020?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/848969069100526020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=848969069100526020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/848969069100526020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/848969069100526020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/open-ing-my-heart.html' title='Open-ing-my-heart'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1561328451118638551</id><published>2009-06-26T23:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:29:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>touched to the max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know how sometimes, you feel so surprised you go into shock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was me when my team -- Siok, Gets, Dots, Ever, Chris, Ernest, Qilin collaborated to spring a surprise celebration on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh dots what "Meet friend" ah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super touched because I felt they really loved me since they bothered to even come down to bishan and blow balloons and plan all this! (Pls don't admit you were forced, don't spoil the magic(:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665380794547762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvTzsDvjI/AAAAAAAAAyA/h5ElwhEBDcA/s400/just+coming+in.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Shocked to the max. *was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665385037328194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvUDfnb0I/AAAAAAAAAyI/-ehNiYidnHU/s400/cute+gets!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really nice cake(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665386989518594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvUKxDfwI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/qnTzLcVuPw4/s400/climbing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OHH BALLOONS(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665391593298642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvUb6rmtI/AAAAAAAAAyY/pEQR8XBKsZQ/s400/so+romantic!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My favourite picture. Its eerie we almost seem in love. I mean I love dots. HAHA! I wish it was my husband!!(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665395836133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvUruQIfI/AAAAAAAAAyg/aImeH7u_-q4/s400/wahh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Muahaha I feel like on the top of the world! Literally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351666478556254898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTwTtK2ErI/AAAAAAAAAyo/4ZknUmBqwF4/s400/siok+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My beloved Number 2!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351666481669925362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTwT4xM6fI/AAAAAAAAAyw/2zr1Xs3R5Gk/s400/i+love+them.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Man, they really rock my world!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351666491477571170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTwUdThtmI/AAAAAAAAAy4/LLwbJGBU6z0/s400/love+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Muacks to all of ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351666490666397794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTwUaSIMGI/AAAAAAAAAzA/qJzAoudPpQ8/s400/chris!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And my two most beloved- Gets my sis/bro and Dots!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667680145683618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTxZpcFtKI/AAAAAAAAAzY/qIouY1obaQ0/s400/cake+burning.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Apparently, I am the first person who ever burnt down her own cake. Haiz, I thought the paper smoking only, didn't know that it was really burning? I am innocent! *edit* QILIN JUST TOLD ME MY CAKE WAS TIRAMISU. WASTED SIA. URGH&lt;/3&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667680320588210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTxZqFyibI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Siq-PCnFQnc/s400/burning!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The cake stole my limelight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667673791148034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTxZRxDMAI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/xMdcXjxFmnI/s400/forced.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHA! I am very extremely awesomely happy. On the MRT, people gave me dirty looks cos the balloons took up 2 persons space. I just thought they had no childhood. Tsk tsk. They are just jealous that I have balloons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351666494248298738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTwUnoHqPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/oRu3V8wKaY0/s400/wahh+why+point+em.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YES, this is the bunch of people I yearn to be close to, to know them deeper and be their friends that they can trust. All so adorable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Had an awesome birthday because of them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Felt awful full cos I had two buffets today! One with gets and dots at Sakae and another one with family at Holiday Inn. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel very blessed. Thank you God(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love, alicia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.s DOUBLENUMBER'S UP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.ps Qilin talked to me on msn today. He wished my happy b dae for the last few mins of the day. So awesome. I really love him despite his eccentric ways. Really treasured that short convo with him. Going to fast(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p.p.ps Thank you Siok Mei! She accidentally sent me sms that told the team to meet today at what time. LOL. But I blur until didnt suspect anything. Thank you for loving me the way you do(: I love ya too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1561328451118638551?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1561328451118638551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1561328451118638551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1561328451118638551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1561328451118638551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/touched-to-max.html' title='touched to the max'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkTvTzsDvjI/AAAAAAAAAyA/h5ElwhEBDcA/s72-c/just+coming+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2442258082771516905</id><published>2009-06-26T01:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:00:36.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimus Prime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is so HOT(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 17!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let us not give the years too much credit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for how far we have come,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for what we have become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To love the smell of rain, the cold rain on our faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the thunder and the sleep it cracks open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What we have now. And what will come after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Cyril Wong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt shitty today, cos I slept for 4 hours only. HOW am I going to wake up for exam at this rate! Oh dear. No wonder looking at clothes today just gave me a bigger headache. The stupid bumpy 855 bus didn't help but made me realise I do have butt bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it felt good to just hang out.(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I didn't buy a single thing from my wishlist. And I'm in debt to dots. hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This birthday is so unusual. I've stopped counting who wishes me well, what presents I get, no more thoughts of a wild frilly sweet 17th birthday bash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead, I treasure those whom I already I have. Trusting in God to guide me furthur down this road I've chosen. I'll bottle these memories, and release them when need be(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you guys! I really love every single one of you. Even Qilin(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s Horrifying on wed to meet phina, maths teacher and sewing teacher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2442258082771516905?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2442258082771516905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2442258082771516905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2442258082771516905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2442258082771516905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/optimus-prime.html' title='Optimus Prime'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8858244253024147729</id><published>2009-06-25T13:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:38:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You spin me around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, I don't know why I blog. It's like baring my soul to all you people there. It's scary because they know. Yet it's sad if they dont. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see, if you read my blog, I don't speak in riddles like some fellow bloggers. Then whats the point if I have to guess it? And then, after a while, I don't read that person's blog anymore cos I'm always left befuddled. : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm becoming SO cynical. Oh my gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like crapping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why did God tell Abraham to kill his son and stop him at the last minute? Why is God using us like pawns? I know it is to test our faith but why this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should be studying but I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I return to school, I will be facing people I don't really want to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love dots(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss QR. We both know we are in the wrong. So if you ever see this, sms me k.(: I promise i will reply this time. It's gonna be hard, I'm willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*something has gone SOK in my brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8858244253024147729?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8858244253024147729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8858244253024147729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8858244253024147729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8858244253024147729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-spin-me-around.html' title='You spin me around.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5354653322811782761</id><published>2009-06-25T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:28:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never what it seems, so don't forget to breathe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PHEWW, finally have my MIO back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually I was getting used to it, no spending of hours poring over fash blogs, and FB, "twitter" that sort of nonsense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350940917864798706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkJcag9vGfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/I7sbTaY4Ejw/s400/62309Nicole332Web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sartorialist)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anws, so I've been studying ALOT. But as you can see, I'm slacking right now. Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling pretty tired. But satisfied being me myself and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sound so narcassistic!! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These 3 days w/o internet made me return back to books books books and more books! I honestly love books. I remembered when I was in primary school, and I was quite alone, books were escapism from reality and entry into sanctuary. So books are like comfort "food" to me! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND TO THAT SOMEONE OUT THAT WHO THINKS IM EVIL:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to say this, or I feel unjustified. You say I'm evil, then what are you? Honestly, I DO NOT remember doing anything bad to you. All I did was sincerely try to be nice to you from the VERY MOMENT I KNEW YOU OK. If I did anything wrong, PLEASE tell me straight in my face and not be so RUDE to me. And I will definately apologize to you. But it is against me to FAKE that I don't mind what you are doing. You acting like you hate me so much is getting on my nerves, and please stop acting so childish and immature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I feel that such behaviour TOWARDS ANY PERSON is not acceptable and I seriously feel that you should tell him that and not let him do whatever he wants cos that only makes him feel he is in the right. Which obviously is not. And hello? I HAVE FEELINGS TOO? So please DO SOMETHING. Or I'm so gonna feel like strangling him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, that was alot. REALLY had to get it off my chest. Can you imagine this person, at any given chance, snorted at me, mocked me, even kicked me. (Thank God you said sorry) aiyohhh.. I'm not sure if this is the right way to say my feelings out, but I'm not that scared little alicia anymore. I can stand up for my own rights. And I will take up any responsibility too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s I still love him. Unconditionally. Not that I didn't in the first place. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God I don't feel like sleeping. Gonna study now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5354653322811782761?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5354653322811782761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5354653322811782761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5354653322811782761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5354653322811782761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-never-what-it-seems-so-dont-forget.html' title='It&apos;s never what it seems, so don&apos;t forget to breathe..'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SkJcag9vGfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/I7sbTaY4Ejw/s72-c/62309Nicole332Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8424690040912703979</id><published>2009-06-21T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:01:30.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I laugh, isit your joke, or isit me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sj3hTJhyNiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/5py4t785Vwo/s1600-h/emma+tempest+tig+fashion.bs.com+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349679651477403170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sj3hTJhyNiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/5py4t785Vwo/s400/emma+tempest+tig+fashion.bs.com+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Vain And Vapid)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY(: I am now typing my birthday wishlist on impromptu(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) A chain necklace very much like dorothy's!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Tee-shirts (graphic, tie-dye, BASIC ASYMMETRICAL TEE!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) polariod camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) ZARA stuffs(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Boyfriend Jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) A cross on a chain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) Do manicure - can you believe I've never ever done a manicure before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9) DN to be successful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10) Draw closer to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, I sound so materialistic lah!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But oh wells(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't really expect much for this birthday, seriously. I didn't remember my birthday until this week!! I guess that, I am learning that the world does not revolve around me. And I've been focusing on other stuff too! : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jay's leaving tmr! BBQ today. How fast time flies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8424690040912703979?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8424690040912703979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8424690040912703979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8424690040912703979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8424690040912703979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-laugh-isit-your-joke-or-isit-me.html' title='I laugh, isit your joke, or isit me?'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sj3hTJhyNiI/AAAAAAAAAxw/5py4t785Vwo/s72-c/emma+tempest+tig+fashion.bs.com+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4317249089598805345</id><published>2009-06-19T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:21:40.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A shaded veil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjuqVH4M4HI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIJEPNyQFVg/s1600-h/hanna+al+shemmeri+vanessa+jackamn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349056262301343858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjuqVH4M4HI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIJEPNyQFVg/s400/hanna+al+shemmeri+vanessa+jackamn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vanessa Jackman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till I see You face to face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grace and Faith will take me through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freak it, I hate it when people act close to people they barely know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also hate it when people don't believe in you that you can do it, and in the end, do it for you, without telling you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*chilllllllll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;: D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ok fine now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANWWS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry char! I was supposed to watch Hannah Montana with you but I late!! Haha, but it honestly was funny hearing you talk about you out-of-shape teeth, finding automatic erasers for lazy people, eating sinful food. I'm not sure whether I am cut out for business, however, I decided I will be the creative brain and you the business brain? Really excited for the blog. I've done some sketches already. Was thinking let's go take B&amp;amp;W photos! : D No need proffessional, just take ourself. HAHA! (: Really inspired today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DC was awesome today(: I really feel I must be faithful to the small things!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s food + fun + fashion + friends. FAB(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4317249089598805345?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4317249089598805345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4317249089598805345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4317249089598805345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4317249089598805345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/shaded-veil.html' title='A shaded veil.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjuqVH4M4HI/AAAAAAAAAxo/bIJEPNyQFVg/s72-c/hanna+al+shemmeri+vanessa+jackamn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5550503231584397890</id><published>2009-06-17T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:45:41.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck sia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sjj-BVxpHbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WYZ4QqGMzHA/s1600-h/sandra+freji+alice+in+wonderland+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348303856481148338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sjj-BVxpHbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WYZ4QqGMzHA/s400/sandra+freji+alice+in+wonderland+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy. Reallllly!(:&lt;br /&gt;I am affected by alot of small things, and then they snowball cos I don't say it out and just keep it in my heart. And then, I find myself in this cycle of ranting on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna stop now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, if I give, unconditionally, and even if NOONE sees it. God does. And I guess, although I crave that knowing by man, God's knowing will tide over it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy for everything I have right now,&lt;br /&gt;for the hurts - cos I know I am growing from it,&lt;br /&gt;for the love - although it's little,&lt;br /&gt;for the sad things, little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, for God(: Who found me and saved me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s FRANS COMING BACK IN 13 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks(:&lt;br /&gt;alicia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5550503231584397890?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5550503231584397890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5550503231584397890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5550503231584397890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5550503231584397890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-heck-sia.html' title='What the heck sia'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sjj-BVxpHbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/WYZ4QqGMzHA/s72-c/sandra+freji+alice+in+wonderland+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-9083658734324465735</id><published>2009-06-17T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:55:47.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been thinking all night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;that sucky week has crept into this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do people have no will to fight on for God and instead choose to doubt Him and church? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do people proclaim they love you, and yet show no actions of doing so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do I feel that I am already trying my best but the right people arent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so tired, and yeah the prophesy was great. Somehow, the obstacles just grew bigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;: (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not emo-ing! I just feel super unjustified. Bleaghhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wells, besides all that, charissa and me changed our blog to BLOGGER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;doublenumber.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; ok(: Watch out for it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-9083658734324465735?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9083658734324465735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=9083658734324465735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9083658734324465735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9083658734324465735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-thinking-all-night.html' title='I&apos;ve been thinking all night..'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4643345096355062923</id><published>2009-06-16T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T02:37:31.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Renewed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Refreshed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even Re-Faithed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm running after God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tmr's post is gonna be awesome(: MTV NIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s Proud of many many people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4643345096355062923?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4643345096355062923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4643345096355062923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4643345096355062923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4643345096355062923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-there.html' title='HI there'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7778993145461644163</id><published>2009-06-14T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:02:41.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheeshh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;" When it comes to Saturday and Sunday, your heart is always there"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Why you spend so much time there?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" You are still below 21 years, I still feed and give you money, so I control you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another few reasons to grow up quicker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watched Helthum (isit?) 123 with Gets today. It set me thinking unlike chick flicks! Like, seriously, what if you were a hostage and you were going to die like in an hour. But it was fun fun fun(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zone camps tmr worx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you reaady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think my mom's not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0 days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;end of the sucky week(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ok, my card just got confiscated. I am penniless. SHUCKSS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7778993145461644163?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7778993145461644163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7778993145461644163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7778993145461644163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7778993145461644163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sheeshh.html' title='sheeshh'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-885608033103363848</id><published>2009-06-13T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:41:18.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch my hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think David Archie lyrics is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I see the sparkle of a million flashlights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wonder wall of stars"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think a million flashlights DON'T SPARKLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEY HURT YOUR EYES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try again, Archie(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todays service was DEEP man, and truthfully, I can feel our relationship straining, that something is different. You can feel it too right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS CHAR lehh, like hanging out a few hours seriously is too little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1moreday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-885608033103363848?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/885608033103363848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=885608033103363848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/885608033103363848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/885608033103363848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/touch-my-hand.html' title='Touch my hand.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6054051265795275520</id><published>2009-06-12T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:14:10.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me where you've been hiding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjJtAxpVR_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/59nq2__BpvI/s1600-h/img_46511-520x346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346455567736326130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjJtAxpVR_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/59nq2__BpvI/s400/img_46511-520x346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Park&amp;amp;Cube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...tell me what I've been feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week sucks. And, it's not even over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week felt like a million lightbulbs going out at the same time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thousand thorns in my heart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hundreds of new wrinkles on my mother's face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and leaving me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gasping for air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DC really reinforced my whole conviction thing with Loving Unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shoutout to my close friends:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you for who you are deep inside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;insecure, sad, emo, changing, unsure,weird, outcast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you still(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanna be like pastors(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more days to the end of this sucky week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6054051265795275520?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6054051265795275520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6054051265795275520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6054051265795275520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6054051265795275520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/tell-me-where-youve-been-hiding.html' title='Tell me where you&apos;ve been hiding..'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjJtAxpVR_I/AAAAAAAAAxY/59nq2__BpvI/s72-c/img_46511-520x346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7864991747487574395</id><published>2009-06-12T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T00:32:46.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjEvs2w5zmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7RiWhpxYb4Q/s1600-h/kimnoordamaingot01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346106680326868578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjEvs2w5zmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7RiWhpxYb4Q/s400/kimnoordamaingot01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (glamourous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We walk by faith and not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what AM I doing moaning, and groaning about life.&lt;br /&gt;When JOB had everything taken from his life, he never scolded God nor resented God.&lt;br /&gt;So what AM I doing, feeling all low,&lt;br /&gt;when he's sick,&lt;br /&gt;when hw is behind,&lt;br /&gt;when things aren't going they way you wanted,&lt;br /&gt;and when you have to choose - between your family and Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO GROW IN FAITH.&lt;br /&gt;God's testing me alot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmph, alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s I can't believe I figured all this out in today's PM. IT ROCKS(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7864991747487574395?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7864991747487574395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7864991747487574395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7864991747487574395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7864991747487574395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SjEvs2w5zmI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/7RiWhpxYb4Q/s72-c/kimnoordamaingot01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2551935264216490084</id><published>2009-06-10T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:43:59.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twentysixtwenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si_USCLtLxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/oeM2JTnmg8Y/s1600-h/2zi31qv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345724689000771346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si_USCLtLxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/oeM2JTnmg8Y/s400/2zi31qv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;twentysixtwenty.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's crazy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when Char suggested it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now i think about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have come to a dead-end somewhat in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this, God has opened a new door for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How awesome(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not going to say 20.6.20 is going to be the best.. YET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, I do know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that good things will blossom out of it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stronger bond b/w us fashion loving friends, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and endless possibilities and opportunities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yup, a step of faith man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, TWENTYSIX(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s: am suffering from heatstroke cos I'm not allowed to on fan, cos I forgot to off it for the whole day I was out. WUNDERFUL , alicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2551935264216490084?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2551935264216490084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2551935264216490084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2551935264216490084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2551935264216490084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/twentysixtwenty.html' title='twentysixtwenty'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si_USCLtLxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/oeM2JTnmg8Y/s72-c/2zi31qv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8492550775226466408</id><published>2009-06-09T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:32:19.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the cry of my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God, I promise everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If my GF can live longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8492550775226466408?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8492550775226466408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8492550775226466408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8492550775226466408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8492550775226466408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazier.html' title='Crazier'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-447342884078697165</id><published>2009-06-09T20:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:59:40.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sh*t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si5cFyLjaEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/eAT7rSIiUa4/s1600-h/qf5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345311062174689346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si5cFyLjaEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/eAT7rSIiUa4/s400/qf5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (NAST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crap. I have to suffer crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wonder how you guys can read through my crap too. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went Prayer Meeting. Woke 5am, left house 6am, reached church 7am. Ended 8am. Ate till 9am. Slacked and sleeped till 11am. Went for interview till 1pm. Waited for Gets till 1.30pm. Met Gets 2pm. Ate KFC till 3pm. Study till 6pm. "Sian-ed" out till 7pm. Went home. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*If you read everything, you really rock. Pat yourself on your back cos you read all my crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I am beginning to have my own opinions on things, and I really don't mean to offend. But, I still am going to make a stand on stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to reach out to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;touch my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-447342884078697165?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/447342884078697165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=447342884078697165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/447342884078697165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/447342884078697165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/sht.html' title='Sh*t'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si5cFyLjaEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/eAT7rSIiUa4/s72-c/qf5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4740969338009559201</id><published>2009-06-08T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:17:24.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look over here, and find me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si0M2ipHkYI/AAAAAAAAAw4/zRlUFOLMgTA/s1600-h/chio+bu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344942463910384002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si0M2ipHkYI/AAAAAAAAAw4/zRlUFOLMgTA/s400/chio+bu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi Chio Bu. Why dont you paint yourself purple and be mine(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So gorgeousss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black and purple and blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like my heart is bruised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So let me see your smile, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to turn my heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all rainbow again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was soo cool(: I went to Children Little Museum after getting lost for like 1/2 hour. But it was so worth it! We girlfriends have to go there someday(: HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then went to meet Gets and Yiling, studied some at LJS and headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So nervous about being CEG admin. Dont know what I'm doing is right or wrong! MAN, it's like walking on marbles. I will jiayoussssss! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love, alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4740969338009559201?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4740969338009559201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4740969338009559201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4740969338009559201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4740969338009559201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/look-over-here-and-find-me.html' title='Look over here, and find me.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Si0M2ipHkYI/AAAAAAAAAw4/zRlUFOLMgTA/s72-c/chio+bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-393808364008208394</id><published>2009-06-07T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:51:47.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yappity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid things I do, is press the Send button on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check phone 5min later, and I see a prompt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" 3 Sms Pages. Send now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIANNESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dot's attended service today! I really hope God will touch her heart, and plant her in HoGc. Praying God will work miracles in her life! I love Dots man(: Another of my soul sista in church is awesome. Thank you God to the max!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-393808364008208394?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/393808364008208394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=393808364008208394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/393808364008208394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/393808364008208394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/yappity.html' title='yappity'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4971756963393819594</id><published>2009-06-07T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:10:51.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are my star.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is a braaaand new day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm starting afresh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"all i can do is be me, whoever that is."&lt;br /&gt;-bob dylan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to build bridges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4971756963393819594?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4971756963393819594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4971756963393819594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4971756963393819594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4971756963393819594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-are-my-star.html' title='You are my star.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5123951163358157609</id><published>2009-06-07T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:48:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: " I look like Gets ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B: " YEAH. But, you not as perky as her. And not as funny. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was taken aback since she looked serious when she said that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe this is why I like hanging out with non-christians better. The only reason being, they dont take advantage of the title "Christian".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through Primary and Secondary school, I've seen the backstabbing, I've been through almost every heartbreak. Cried hard from every broken friendship. And through this years of emotional ups and downs, layers and layers of coldness, defensiveness has built up around my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it shows. My actions shows it, my words speak it. There is a wall around my heart, things I wont breathe to a single soul. I won't open up anymore. Because there is this uncertainty that, even if you do tell someone, what is that someone going to react.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is what gossiping, backstabbing, fakeness, bitching, insecurities do to you. They harden you, make you a mechanical machine. Devoid of the ability to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is what I'm trying to do. To love. And not expect anything in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To not be upset if you are not the first person to be called when someone returns, to not be hurt if someone else is preferred. Banish my insecurities, and replace it with strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This shall be my conviction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was a bittersweet day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm burdened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5123951163358157609?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5123951163358157609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5123951163358157609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5123951163358157609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5123951163358157609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/erps.html' title='Erps.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1408274659577056563</id><published>2009-06-05T18:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:15:57.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beautiful thing on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sij5S24u_5I/AAAAAAAAAww/Ccce37Vexfs/s1600-h/3560551895_aa9fa2a27f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343795060241530770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sij5S24u_5I/AAAAAAAAAww/Ccce37Vexfs/s400/3560551895_aa9fa2a27f_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You may not know this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but every time you talk to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or even pass me by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart rate goes into overdrive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Naomi's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill, I'm not feeling like that now. But, truthfully, a few months ago I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so hyped up whenever I saw you. My breath would be shallower, my heart rate a little faster. I would suddenly be quiet, hoping you wouldn't notice that my hands, although clasped together, was trembling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, after praying, that although my heart says yes, God says no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I put a full stop to this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, reading naomi's blog just made me reminisce all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An end isn't always bad, it just means a new beginning.&lt;/div&gt;And, with my First Love in my life, I'm just as happy with or without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(credits:&lt;a href="http://www.taghrid.cc/"&gt;http://www.taghrid.cc/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1408274659577056563?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1408274659577056563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1408274659577056563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1408274659577056563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1408274659577056563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-thing-on-earth.html' title='The beautiful thing on earth'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sij5S24u_5I/AAAAAAAAAww/Ccce37Vexfs/s72-c/3560551895_aa9fa2a27f_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4388143043710854721</id><published>2009-06-05T11:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:42:40.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wash my Heart again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiiSUp48mAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4-hkL4d-u9g/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681841414838274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiiSUp48mAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4-hkL4d-u9g/s400/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was wondering how to wear high-waisted. You guys should do this! Just imagine what is nice, THEN TRY IT ON. That's what I did! LOL. This way you never go wrong. *I hope. **You can click to see bigger image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS PRAY FOR ME THAT MY TEACHER WILL CONFIRM APPROVE PW!! (Our group has done like 8 drafts????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DO2s896dP3I"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DO2s896dP3I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZIER(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never gone with the windJ&lt;br /&gt;ust let it flow&lt;br /&gt;let it take me where it wants to go&lt;br /&gt;till you open the door there's so much more&lt;br /&gt;i never seen it before&lt;br /&gt;i was tryin to fly&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt find wings&lt;br /&gt;but you came along and you changed everything&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground you spin me around&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;feels like im falling&lt;br /&gt;and i'm lost in your eyesyou make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched from a distance as you made life your own&lt;br /&gt;every sky was your own kind of blue&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to know how that would feel&lt;br /&gt;and you made it so real&lt;br /&gt;you showed me something that i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;you opened my eyes and you made me believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground you spin me around&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;feels like im falling&lt;br /&gt;and i'm lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you showed me what living is for&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hide anymore orrrreee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lift my feet off the ground you spin me around&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;feels like im fallingand i'm lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you make me crazier crazier crazier&lt;br /&gt;crazier craizer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4388143043710854721?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4388143043710854721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4388143043710854721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4388143043710854721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4388143043710854721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/wash-my-heart-again.html' title='Wash my Heart again.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiiSUp48mAI/AAAAAAAAAwo/4-hkL4d-u9g/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-8247420429132168598</id><published>2009-06-04T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:58:17.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not happening.</title><content type='html'>CRAZIER BY TAYLOR SWIFT IS LIKE SO AWESOME! She writes good lyrics(: &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;div&gt;I cannot believe Dots did not email me! Haha, it's ok. I AM SECURE(: I hope you're having fun still. EAT SHOP AND EAT MORE(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hate people who, when I ask them to do something with me, then they agree, and they dont do it or wait for you to make the first move. Seriously pisses my butt off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really sad that Christian Lacroix declared bankrupt. Just when he was beginning to convert some awesome couture to ready-to-wear.(Lucky he is covered from creditors!!)The last fashion house :' ( I'm so sad.. I know there is John Galliano, Maison Martin Margiela, but I really liked CL: (&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is dedicated to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484053814971026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sifeb5qbCpI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ym9k2PAU6JY/s400/christian+lacroix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484058652032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SifecLrqviI/AAAAAAAAAvw/BQOdyFHTXWo/s400/christian+lacroix+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484063293075170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sifecc-LbuI/AAAAAAAAAv4/DPGvfUg6zUI/s400/christian+lacroix+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484060114476834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SifecRIV3yI/AAAAAAAAAwA/ntFIlSbjss0/s400/christian+lacroix+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484064850432050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sifecixe0DI/AAAAAAAAAwI/PmUHq5JvGMs/s400/christian+lacroix+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484778553065490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiffGFhcwBI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/HT4csAxQ4Ws/s400/christian+lacroix+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484780272957346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiffGL7gN6I/AAAAAAAAAwY/l93suyK8xyU/s400/christian+lacroix+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343484781562750946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiffGQvA5-I/AAAAAAAAAwg/5ER49znsrGw/s400/christian+lacroix+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(style.com)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEE WHAT I MEAN&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Would gladly wear the shoes for prom or everyday! And would also like a ankle chain! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been window-shopping for four days and still counting.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I NEED TO STUDY! SOMEONE MOTIVATE ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sobs alicia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-8247420429132168598?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/8247420429132168598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=8247420429132168598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8247420429132168598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/8247420429132168598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-not-happening.html' title='This is not happening.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sifeb5qbCpI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ym9k2PAU6JY/s72-c/christian+lacroix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6123211679143730149</id><published>2009-06-03T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:29:36.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S</title><content type='html'>I just really like A Perfectly Good Heart by Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out(: Tell me whether you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhuEVa44CE4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhuEVa44CE4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the video. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6123211679143730149?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6123211679143730149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6123211679143730149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6123211679143730149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6123211679143730149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/ps.html' title='P.S'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6432305507002568703</id><published>2009-06-03T21:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:19:52.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you thinking of?</title><content type='html'>"Imperfection is beauty; madness is genius; and it is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."-Marilyn Monroe, if survived, would be 83(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343101074919124114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiaCHmGP7JI/AAAAAAAAAvg/smLcc2vlMxo/s400/2hx117k.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong, and you really do have worth."-Veronica Shoffstall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Right now, I'm wishing to just hang out with my girlfriends. To talk, to confide, to share, to braid your hair, to laugh with you : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;HAHA! Sometimes, I will start out writing something, and then it leads to something that makes me go :"HUH? How did I end up writing this?" I think this post is like that. Hmmm, today went bugis wit Ever and June and Siok(: I HAVE BEEN WINDOW SHOPPING FOR 3DAYS! THE AGONY OF NOT BUYING. OH! I did buy something! I bought a studded skirt. Shall wear it for MTV night. *winks at Char :D **Yes, I will wear FBTs underneath just like i did for Prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Somethings gone wrong with me and bestie, I havent been feeling the very best. Like, we shouldnt talk in riddles anymore and just grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6432305507002568703?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6432305507002568703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6432305507002568703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6432305507002568703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6432305507002568703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-are-you-thinking-of.html' title='What are you thinking of?'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiaCHmGP7JI/AAAAAAAAAvg/smLcc2vlMxo/s72-c/2hx117k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4913721503971803069</id><published>2009-06-03T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T02:24:48.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeak*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZONE CAMP(: I AM SO EXCITED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HO HO. Met Nic and Siok today and window shopped. Also talked about stuff! Oh! The agony of not being able to buy clothes I like. I seem to have no fate whatsoever with the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1)Vest that has nice cutting, fits me, and is affordable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2)Blazer " "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3)Nice flats that fulfils my requirements!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, it was fun to go to the high-end shops and ogle and google at the nice priced clothes! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walked super long to "Just Noodles" which turned out to be "Just Acia". CHEAT MY FEELING!!!! And, the root beer filled my tummy with so much gas and bubbles that I didn't finish my food! It was fun, as usual, after the long day I had doing PW since 8am in the morn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Nigel when he is gone, gonna miss Uncle Jay much when he is gone! Come back quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Dorothy, I miss Fran. Seems like there are many people I miss! I even miss Char!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE BRIGHT SIDE--- I SAT THE CIRCLE LINE TODAY TO MARYMOUNT! IT'S CLEAN, EMPTY AND THE END OF THE TRAIN HAS WINDOW! WOW(: But the busstop was like what, 1.2km away or something!! I walked so long then I reached I thought I was lost luh! But, the circle line is so cool(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4913721503971803069?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4913721503971803069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4913721503971803069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4913721503971803069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4913721503971803069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/squeak.html' title='Squeak*'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-9072176567437650654</id><published>2009-06-01T23:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:10:19.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot live like that, all paperwork, and paper smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342389798427922530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiP7N2r3kGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/L31wuQE0aZI/s400/nyc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA! Guess what happened today! When I was going down the bus, I pushed a guy's face cos my hand didnt grab the handle properly. I didn't realise until I realised what I was not holding the handle, but something oily and soft. I WAS SO PAISEI! My blur habit is kicking in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Terminator Salvation. Which was NICE(: Christian Bale is HOT(: And he really can act this type of man man, macho role. I liked the touching bits, when the half-human, half-robot guy said "Take mine, Kate". I teared like mad : ' )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342390447523800434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiP7zowYpXI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/AWh13BHiuDM/s400/c3LK9DFd8nkqgqclNGr9mi3co1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really awesome hanging out with my team and CG. I was actually very sad after school today because my teacher had scolded us really badly (PW) and especially me since I was the leader. I was so tired and felt deflated sia. However, Koon Yew cheered me up and slowly, I felt much happier(: And with my lovely number 2! haha. What really made my day was Nicholas calling me telling me that I was to go for discipleship classes. I though it was nothing at first but my sista was like "its for zai ppl" hahaha! LOVE HER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need to grow, take that next step so God can work in our lifes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How was your day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia(:&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-9072176567437650654?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9072176567437650654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=9072176567437650654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9072176567437650654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9072176567437650654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cannot-live-like-that-all-paperwork.html' title='I cannot live like that, all paperwork, and paper smiles.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiP7N2r3kGI/AAAAAAAAAvI/L31wuQE0aZI/s72-c/nyc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4307161785975192559</id><published>2009-05-31T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:10:46.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiKPvfWp56I/AAAAAAAAAvA/m20oGDuWFrs/s1600-h/copper-shoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341990154047973282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiKPvfWp56I/AAAAAAAAAvA/m20oGDuWFrs/s400/copper-shoes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"A few months ago I'd have patted myself on the back to write such words, but I couldn't have written them. I had to live them first, and now that I'm living them there's no need to write them." --Smoke Bellew by Jack London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So amazing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel stressed. In a good way. In project work, team work is as essential as breathing air. However, when one person decides to cut themselves some slack, things start going haywire. And me, the team leader, is expected to pick up the pieces. Someone in the chain is not pulling their weight and its been left to me, to pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think they will read this, my group members. But, I cant help but feel a little disappointed at them.. Welcome to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, Dot's flew for Taiwan today and I miss her already~ Take care(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S ZONE CAMP COMING UP!!! omgosh, really excited for that. Anyone interested just tag(: -Food Cross, MTV night etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY GUYS, WOULD YOU WANT TO COME IF MY MOM ALLOWED SLEEPOVER AT MY HOUSE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to get feedback on response so I can saiko my mother(:&lt;br /&gt;If you guys dont mind, both church friends and friends! haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4307161785975192559?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4307161785975192559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4307161785975192559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4307161785975192559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4307161785975192559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-now.html' title='Right now.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiKPvfWp56I/AAAAAAAAAvA/m20oGDuWFrs/s72-c/copper-shoes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4279862782004044232</id><published>2009-05-31T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:14:34.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReThink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiFnV-VbX9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OzvHI2Pd7Xg/s1600-h/P30-05-09_20.18%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341664260245905362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiFnV-VbX9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OzvHI2Pd7Xg/s400/P30-05-09_20.18%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My NUMBER ONE(: (cotton on body tee, $10) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This rat-race, this city, this competitive world. People are so addicted to getting stressed, they are hooked to the fact that they have a "purpose" in life, they NEED to be busy to fulfil their "purpose". They treat people like pawns to their ultimate goal. I stay away from such people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't want to have to think about being "cool" all the time, don't have to be wearing the most "in" thing, most importantly don't want to have to try to be "perfect" all the time. Cos in my world, there's only God and me. There's no nonsense about competition and being the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God really is my Father. I won't be discouraged by all situations, I will rise up. I will be full of energy to go about and do my Father's business. I am refreshed by God's word today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love God(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alicia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4279862782004044232?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4279862782004044232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4279862782004044232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4279862782004044232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4279862782004044232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/rethink.html' title='ReThink'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SiFnV-VbX9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/OzvHI2Pd7Xg/s72-c/P30-05-09_20.18%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7117978473015830127</id><published>2009-05-30T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:46:03.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EGO SHIT</title><content type='html'>Freak lah, talking to some people EXASPERATES THE HELL OUTTA ME. Tell them something, then they "ok", and then they do it again. Tell them to change, they expect the world to change. Try to help, feel damn PEK CHEK. Think your problems are the biggest in the world? Think again. THINK THAT LIFE IS SUCKY FOR THEM, WHOSE LIFE ISNT. I will still listen, but if you become self-defensive, then too bad, theres nothing I can do to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont believe God is that big, that God listens, WHY DISMISS HIM? Why blame Him when He doesnt "reply", and when He does, DISMISS HIM. WOW. They dont believe that God is almighty. SICK OF IT. They dont believe we can help. THEN WHY BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry if I'm being offensive here and this makes them feel defensive. BUT I'VE HAD ENOUGH and I know that I cant keep it in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7117978473015830127?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7117978473015830127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7117978473015830127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7117978473015830127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7117978473015830127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/ego-shit.html' title='EGO SHIT'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5028206793520756720</id><published>2009-05-29T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:40:59.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZARA-licious</title><content type='html'>man today was awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;8.30-Woke up, didnt feel like going interview since GPP got rejected and have to go back EVERY SINGLE day of the first week of june. I HATE ***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00+- Went online and chatted abit to char, went to nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00- Woke and went NP Lib to study ( read my book in the end.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.15- Char ponned class! haha(: Headed to buy laptop sleeve. Headed to JP for food. HUNGRYY PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.00- Decided to eat NYNY(: Where the fun starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268835807273954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__tPgoI-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/ztUw5rjZZlY/s400/P29-05-09_16.40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Char's GIANT meatball pasta(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__s-UYl0I/AAAAAAAAAug/7rDz3S4rA4U/s1600-h/P29-05-09_16.39%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268831192520514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__s-UYl0I/AAAAAAAAAug/7rDz3S4rA4U/s400/P29-05-09_16.39%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__stLVBEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WuRsUezLXgo/s1600-h/P29-05-09_16.39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268826591134786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__stLVBEI/AAAAAAAAAuY/WuRsUezLXgo/s400/P29-05-09_16.39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; : DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__sWklVXI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tqN3-5iJ2q0/s1600-h/P29-05-09_16.34%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268820523046258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__sWklVXI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tqN3-5iJ2q0/s400/P29-05-09_16.34%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hungry people are dangerous- meaning STAY AWAY. Or we'll eat you up! Muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__sWNd22I/AAAAAAAAAuI/4CtWC81CdVY/s1600-h/P29-05-09_16.33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341268820426087266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__sWNd22I/AAAAAAAAAuI/4CtWC81CdVY/s400/P29-05-09_16.33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awww(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we did what we were best at, SHOPPING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Marina Square and shopped at ZARA! Our long-distance travel was rewarded with a really nice top and new shoes for me to replace that holey cottonon shoes.  Then, on our way to Six, this reporter stopped us to ask us about our buys. And half the time we were like : " Yup, Zara top, Zara top, Zara shoes" 'Best buy?" "ZARA!", we practically screamed at her. HAHA! And they took a picture of us with Char's big RED bag and my ZARA bag(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome to shop with Char :D We definately need to meet again so I can pass you the Zara butterfly top and umm, SHOP(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5028206793520756720?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5028206793520756720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5028206793520756720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5028206793520756720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5028206793520756720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/zara-licious.html' title='ZARA-licious'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh__tPgoI-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/ztUw5rjZZlY/s72-c/P29-05-09_16.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-159483434567037261</id><published>2009-05-28T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:36:52.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the IMPOSSIBLE</title><content type='html'>I feel like we can do the impossible, I like it. Do the impossible : D Just keep saying that, and you kinda begin to feel you can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OHHH, char's like real busy now! JIAYOUS DARL! and DOTS that girl, bought underwear specially for her trip. Sorry gal ; D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*edited&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANWS, things on mah wishlist:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) GUESS!? YES! It's a polaroid camera! DOTS HAVE YOU ASKED YOUR FRIEND!!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340907126697414690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh62vAEm0CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/H1ihp2ciYIc/s400/polaroid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) A new cute water bottle to fit my miserably tiny crumpler. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) A camera like Vanessa's (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) Good Quality drumsticks. ( not the CHICKEN WINGS THE DRUM STICKS)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Update:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cotton On at Novena called me to take up a job for the GSS sales, the pay is good, the experience is good. BUT, I have PW(surveys, interviews) and church and HW. What do you guys think? A while back, my mom remarked, God aint going to pay for my expenses and I said, He will provide for me. Hmm.. Maybe? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As usual, I'm missing you guys.. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-159483434567037261?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/159483434567037261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=159483434567037261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/159483434567037261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/159483434567037261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-impossible.html' title='Do the IMPOSSIBLE'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh62vAEm0CI/AAAAAAAAAuA/H1ihp2ciYIc/s72-c/polaroid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3013082289988664210</id><published>2009-05-27T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:58:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some mere ramblings...</title><content type='html'>...you guys are very familar with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siok, do you remember you asked me whats the difference between a crush and being in love! I have the answer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams"Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340497468941432546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh1CJyAgduI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z4bHUiZ_IfQ/s400/cat_cake500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ta-da! Thats the answer(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; I love the cat in the hat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My PW teacher called me like at 10 and said I have to go to school to pass him research so he can approve, so I made my way there and then stoned there till 5.30 to meet with my grp members and then listened to him crap till 7. And I didnt eat anything since yesterday cos I am on hunger strike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait to grow up so I can finally work and fufil my dreams. I hate her too much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3013082289988664210?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3013082289988664210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3013082289988664210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3013082289988664210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3013082289988664210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-some-mere-ramblings.html' title='just some mere ramblings...'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sh1CJyAgduI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z4bHUiZ_IfQ/s72-c/cat_cake500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1640762446651331163</id><published>2009-05-26T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:11:16.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIT HAPPENS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShwGOHazVDI/AAAAAAAAAts/O1oztSSoAyM/s1600-h/3262508586_d31081a07c_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340150097733964850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShwGOHazVDI/AAAAAAAAAts/O1oztSSoAyM/s400/3262508586_d31081a07c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how ernest says "SHIT HAPPENS", shit happens. Was elated that I could meet up with charissa who treated me to green tea ice cream ^ ^ that I even skipped lessons, then one hurtful sms could bring my whole world down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the ability to make situations awkward! I dont mean to, but I can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some hurts go deep down, deep deep down, and noone will ever understand. I only pray God to heal it, and give me a strong heart to replace this weak one. Thank you for caring, but this is something I have to go through alone. It has become my conviction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1640762446651331163?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1640762446651331163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1640762446651331163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1640762446651331163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1640762446651331163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-happens.html' title='SHIT HAPPENS'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShwGOHazVDI/AAAAAAAAAts/O1oztSSoAyM/s72-c/3262508586_d31081a07c_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6183067771995100275</id><published>2009-05-25T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:45:39.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'I don't understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little, if only out of politeness.'-Coco Chanel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shpjb7-UasI/AAAAAAAAAtM/yXe1MS4KAvE/s1600-h/3553855951_5469912559_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339689639807838914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shpjb7-UasI/AAAAAAAAAtM/yXe1MS4KAvE/s400/3553855951_5469912559_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339689633029756738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShpjbiuTF0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/dXFUAiHhYXc/s400/3554662632_f8700a0c7d_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339689626403626850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShpjbKCgX2I/AAAAAAAAAs8/ymYqVXce7yc/s400/fashion-jewelry-0609-6-lg-marie+claire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(Source: Marie Claire &lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/fashion/trends/articles/costume-jewelry-diamonds-pearls"&gt;http://www.marieclaire.com/fashion/trends/articles/costume-jewelry-diamonds-pearls&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Models smiling, how nice(: Very rare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339688359459207682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShpiRaTaugI/AAAAAAAAAs0/lU5eOwpb18U/s400/AW-Springsummer08-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could this girl encompass everything I want? From the blazer, to the necklace, to the shorts and the tank! GSS~ here i come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure."&lt;br /&gt;-Henri Nouwen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all who are stressed out by school, similarly, without troubles and stress happiness is no longer precious. JIAYOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've been thinking of you, see the sun set with no sleep at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3alicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6183067771995100275?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6183067771995100275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6183067771995100275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6183067771995100275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6183067771995100275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/thinking.html' title='&apos;I don&apos;t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little, if only out of politeness.&apos;-Coco Chanel'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shpjb7-UasI/AAAAAAAAAtM/yXe1MS4KAvE/s72-c/3553855951_5469912559_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-2435768257321943202</id><published>2009-05-25T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:38:17.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in love with</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shl2w7P17eI/AAAAAAAAAss/tfPNlA1GlD8/s1600-h/n1641502795_62211_4114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339429416134372834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shl2w7P17eI/AAAAAAAAAss/tfPNlA1GlD8/s400/n1641502795_62211_4114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shl2dc7rf4I/AAAAAAAAAsk/wcZhD8lq614/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339429081579224962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shl2dc7rf4I/AAAAAAAAAsk/wcZhD8lq614/s400/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends who stuck with me thick and thin, through bad and worse. Lets just get married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we sound so emo on our blogs now? Why not look past our busy schedules and work something out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My attitude was terribly wrong in the first place, sorry :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you guys and like seasons, we will definately go through it together yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s I think we all look chio(: hahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-2435768257321943202?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/2435768257321943202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=2435768257321943202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2435768257321943202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/2435768257321943202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-in-love-with.html' title='I am in love with'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Shl2w7P17eI/AAAAAAAAAss/tfPNlA1GlD8/s72-c/n1641502795_62211_4114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7532257714589424426</id><published>2009-05-23T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:39:11.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShgYAVi4krI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TN9OzjVujik/s1600-h/2c_corriebond_113L1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339043752310248114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShgYAVi4krI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TN9OzjVujik/s400/2c_corriebond_113L1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can miles truly separate you from friends . . . if you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there? -richard bach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can be hurt, I can be disappointed but my love for you wont waver. I will not give up on you. So be sure that you can depend on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7532257714589424426?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7532257714589424426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7532257714589424426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7532257714589424426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7532257714589424426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/ends.html' title='ends'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShgYAVi4krI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TN9OzjVujik/s72-c/2c_corriebond_113L1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3404014432095640876</id><published>2009-05-20T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:18:36.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life hardly is the merry-go-round for me.</title><content type='html'>When troubles come, it comes in pairs, just like good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer feel like blogging because the main purpose of this blog was to keep in contact with you, however, I feel that it has worked otherwise, it has made us lazy, such that we cannot even send a simple sms to ask how each other are doing. There is no genuine feelings in realising I have problems then asking whether I am fine? Nor any in "next time".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone asks me if I'm fine, How are you today?, I miss you, I love you. All along it's been me. I'm sick of it. Yes, I'm selfish like that. It's my turn now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love technology but I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's it, I'm on blog hiatus, indefinately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3404014432095640876?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3404014432095640876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3404014432095640876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3404014432095640876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3404014432095640876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-hardly-is-merry-go-round-for-me.html' title='life hardly is the merry-go-round for me.'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-7609327064592348488</id><published>2009-05-19T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:33:04.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shuns it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Psychologists say that 85% of families are dysfunctional. Suddenly, you are not so unique afterall. The difference is WHAT are you going to do now? You can choose to keep focusing on that or focus on what you really want. When you focus on what you really want, what you don't want will disappear and what you want will expand..."- the secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from atika's blog(: And you have no ounce of idea how this is inspirin' me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HELLO "TWITTERS" OUT THERE, I think twitter is not my cup of tea and I know pastors are using it, but I really dont see the point of TWITTERING a.k.a telling everyone about every. single. moment of your life. goodness sake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DOTS! you have no idea how happy I am that you are coming my church. I am estatic and really cant wait to see you this sunday(: By the way, dont wear heels, cos we're gonna be jumping around! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;charissa! Dont forget &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDRAIN&lt;/span&gt; this sun!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;INSPI(: Please dont read on if you are not that type of person who is obsessed with fashion. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337520016190927762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKuLOKY85I/AAAAAAAAArs/l3gYULCOWXk/s400/87236966.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337524759742860770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKyfVRTTeI/AAAAAAAAAr8/qSk8bS3LxlY/s400/87230727.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE CHANEL'S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 2011&lt;/span&gt; RESORT COLLECTION! check out their swimming costumes! How funky isit! : D Coco Chanel was a lover of Venice, so Karl Lagerfield took inspiration from there and made sunglasses to replace "masks" of Venice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337522880361184210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKwx8Byu9I/AAAAAAAAAr0/3WaZD_jOKVY/s400/IMG00002+edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum handed me down this vintage oversize blazer! Yes it's me in the pic ; D Dont criticize me cos I'm wearing PE t-shirt inside! hahahahahahahaha rolling over in laughter! There are awful shoulder pads that i need to take out and put smaller ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337524765397191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKyfqVZisI/AAAAAAAAAsE/eu2wt3Wa2l8/s400/ElenaKalis5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Underwater pictures are so awfully beautiful(: (thisisglamourous)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337524767639895362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKyfysGfUI/AAAAAAAAAsM/T0nX6mB6QyA/s400/pradaplatforms1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;CHARLOTTE OLYMPIA PLATFORMS SPOTTED ON MODEL ENIKO MIHALIK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337524769973686098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKyf7YhT1I/AAAAAAAAAsU/sNywQNB7tak/s400/blackyellow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;PRADA HEELS (jak&amp;amp;jill) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love fashion! I cleared out my wadrobe today and realised I only have 3 skirts and only a few basics I wear. I NEED TO SHOP! Anyone game? ; D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-7609327064592348488?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/7609327064592348488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=7609327064592348488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7609327064592348488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/7609327064592348488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/shuns-it.html' title='shuns it'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKuLOKY85I/AAAAAAAAArs/l3gYULCOWXk/s72-c/87236966.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-9142238853605807630</id><published>2009-05-19T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:18:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cannot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKjGdlSroI/AAAAAAAAArc/nwnjmMekgw4/s1600-h/seeing+is+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337507839803043458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKjGdlSroI/AAAAAAAAArc/nwnjmMekgw4/s400/seeing+is+you.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot lose faith when others are gaining faith. Listening to any amount of christian songs aint going to help me gain it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that when we all have our own lifes, we drift away. It's so sad. Because my intuition is telling me that at the end of these two years, I will look back and realise, that the people walking down the aisle with me on Grad night are not the people I want. I will look back and realise, somewhere along the way, I have lost them to busy schedules, to other commitments. No other assurance can deny this reality. So I am mentally preparing myself to face that and not regret when the time comes. After all, my God is the one who has always been with me eversince, what does it matter when friends that I sworn that they will be my eternal friends disappear one by one. What does it matter anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-9142238853605807630?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/9142238853605807630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=9142238853605807630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9142238853605807630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/9142238853605807630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cannot.html' title='i cannot'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/ShKjGdlSroI/AAAAAAAAArc/nwnjmMekgw4/s72-c/seeing+is+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-3851659813421798576</id><published>2009-05-18T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:13:50.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams do come true</title><content type='html'>i would like to really H2H wit char(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a dream. You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my beloved friends to come to the same church as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now. all the other crap in this world cannot bother me. yes, not even me fallin down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lubb you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-3851659813421798576?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/3851659813421798576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=3851659813421798576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3851659813421798576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/3851659813421798576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='dreams do come true'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4497652059293096020</id><published>2009-05-16T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T22:22:45.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMAGINEFORRED&amp;today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahaha yesterday was so crazy. i was like this stressed out "KID" (since all others were older than me) commanding poor xiaotong and alicia around! if i pissed you off, im so sorry, cos i didnt mean it man! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336422483891033618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-bu7lhI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ozSPczN9OxE/s400/P14-05-09_21.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is the dress on a fake person, sadly i couldnt get a pic of the model with the dress on! : ( xiaotong can send me?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336422485687599666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-ibRAjI/AAAAAAAAAq0/2iu3kakqSKk/s400/P15-05-09_15.57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;XT and alicia camwhores alot(: an understatement&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336422488657783698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-tfaa5I/AAAAAAAAAq8/Y3S-EZrb9Ms/s400/P15-05-09_17.00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;how beautiful are her eyes, nose, lips.. AIYAH EVERYTHING! all thanks to beloved CHAR! i love her to bits man! it was quite chaotic and you should have been there to see everything! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336422488806556178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-uC4ghI/AAAAAAAAArE/qboVqq3HxOs/s400/P15-05-09_22.33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with siok after the show! funny night~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336422490206380658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-zQoInI/AAAAAAAAArM/1XbPD5WKtL0/s400/P16-05-09_20.50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;today! i was in school for college day and boarding school opening ceromony which i feel is a WASTE OF MY TIME. all i did for opening ceromony was stay in a stuffy "games" room and carry chairs. stupid ***. but we went waffletown and i got 7stamps!! yay! (: free food to redeem! muahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336426552610364514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7LrQ5NnGI/AAAAAAAAArU/y001NCgWS0I/s400/P16-05-09_20.56.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hee hee~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im gonna be much free next week and the next due to ISIC and ISSF! yay! so i can pop by char's school more and meet up more to catch up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4497652059293096020?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4497652059293096020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4497652059293096020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4497652059293096020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4497652059293096020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/imagineforred.html' title='IMAGINEFORRED&amp;today'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sg7H-bu7lhI/AAAAAAAAAqs/ozSPczN9OxE/s72-c/P14-05-09_21.08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5316584546808139936</id><published>2009-05-13T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:13:45.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate **********</title><content type='html'>i seriously was in a good mood today until i came home and suffered the wrath of my family.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel bad at all in not liking a person. you cant force me and say im not christianlike what nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I PASSED NAFA! i got a bronze! and did 19SITUPS! im gonna start training for next years' nafa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the competition is stressing me out and exposing the truth that i cannot sew for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate *******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i dont think anyone in this world would want to be in my position. ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5316584546808139936?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5316584546808139936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5316584546808139936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5316584546808139936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5316584546808139936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate.html' title='i hate **********'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5925841250210356775</id><published>2009-05-12T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:24:26.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my soulmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SghP8OV_3aI/AAAAAAAAAqk/fMOsyrfcmoM/s1600-h/u9-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334601654681460130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SghP8OV_3aI/AAAAAAAAAqk/fMOsyrfcmoM/s400/u9-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always dreamed of working with my friends. But somehow along the way, the dreams shatter and never come to pass. However, the creation of a project with two people, it’s a dream come true. All the joys, the break-downs, the hardships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few friends with whom I could go to the edge of the world. Who I could wake up in the middle of the night to console me, and with whom I could be cracking up laughing in even the darkest of moments, with whom I can have the most extravagant parties or we could just find ourselves simply talking. Those who piss me off but I love them all the same. Those who I piss off but who love me even so.&lt;br /&gt;It’s always just so good to see, a beautiful friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im glad I have You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5925841250210356775?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5925841250210356775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5925841250210356775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5925841250210356775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5925841250210356775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-soulmates.html' title='my soulmates'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SghP8OV_3aI/AAAAAAAAAqk/fMOsyrfcmoM/s72-c/u9-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-26234047314133643</id><published>2009-05-10T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T23:50:42.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skindeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sgb3ZEffIlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/9Yo1uiuTGv4/s1600-h/3147813458_c97d59e237_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334222818741527122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sgb3ZEffIlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/9Yo1uiuTGv4/s400/3147813458_c97d59e237_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont care how handsome or pretty you are, how many branded bags you have, how cool your hair is, but if you just have an attitude, or think im not worth your time, what makes you think you are worth mine, im not mixing around with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you had one ounce of self-esteem, of self-worth, of self-confidence, you would realize that as trite as it may sound, beauty is truly skin-deep." -Beautiful Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really dont care how you look, but if we click, i will like you and get to know you! though give me some time to remember your name. im so bad at names. i took months to remember charissa's name you know! i depended on another person to call her then i will remember on a daily basis. OK now i remember her name la k!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i fell down again, todays sermon really touched me, decor is so demanding and i missed gets today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND OMG REDRAIN IS COMING. I CAN BARELY CONTAIN MY EXCITEMENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23RD AND 24TH MAY--H0GC--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RSVP ME NOW(:&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/8624611348363682476-26234047314133643?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/26234047314133643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=26234047314133643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/26234047314133643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/26234047314133643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/skindeep.html' title='skindeep'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sgb3ZEffIlI/AAAAAAAAAqc/9Yo1uiuTGv4/s72-c/3147813458_c97d59e237_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-5811756095037254046</id><published>2009-05-09T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:53:31.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIYAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgTqkR9FXjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/KoSA5Z-EPWw/s1600-h/3389818604_a3828e6202_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333645767729307186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgTqkR9FXjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/KoSA5Z-EPWw/s400/3389818604_a3828e6202_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI THERE(: love hope faith! haha HoGc's motto!!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so this is how the dress is killing me. making a DRESS in 4hours is no easy feat. this is what you need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1)all sewing materials.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2)contacts lens not allowed cos staring at the itty bitty parts of the sewing machine will make you feel like digging out eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3)Macdonalds Delivery number.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4)Be prepared to try on the dress with pins and pins on it because the mannequin is fake and you are real.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5)Know that what you do eventually will never look the same as what you sketched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6)Draping rocks, cos thats what Project runway peeps did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7)CHEAT using sticky tapes that melt under the hot iron instead of tacking and hemming. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8)Someone to do CPR just in case you hyperventilate when you realise you did something wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9)Good pair of scissors designed specially to cut cloth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10)A good sense of smell so that you know when your fabric is burning under the rain. just like mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and what you get is a dress, ready for fitting!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333651445030735058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgTvuvjOTNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/okAtUk54wHo/s400/P09-05-09_10.46.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the mannequin is really short, in reality, its quite short. fitting is extremely bad on fake things. all in all, photos dont do a dress justice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anws love you guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-5811756095037254046?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/5811756095037254046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=5811756095037254046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5811756095037254046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/5811756095037254046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiyah.html' title='HIYAH'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgTqkR9FXjI/AAAAAAAAAqM/KoSA5Z-EPWw/s72-c/3389818604_a3828e6202_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-830059400736850632</id><published>2009-05-07T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:00:24.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arigato(:</title><content type='html'>thank you guys for the encouragement(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking with xiaotong today and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning&lt;/span&gt; im gonna be really blunt. we were saying how parents want the best for their children and in the process, ignore their child's needs, amibtions, happiness. maybe you would argue and say God wants us to respect them, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally, i feel that im super independant. if i want to do one thing, i will do it. and i dont care if my parents care. i actually feel irritated if people blame everything on their parents. like " ohh my father/mother say this say that so i cannot do this do that" i do agree that we have to listen to them, but not SUBMIT to them. unless you are forced like me. i think what happened after O's really spoiled the relationship between my mother and me. i always felt, up to now, she really ignored my wishes and went on with her decision of putting me in JC. CURRENTLY, im the one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suffering&lt;/span&gt;. and she conveniently says "2 more years only". i also have this gut feeling she's gonna go back on her promise she will put me in fashion school after JC and say "aiyah, in JC alr,just go UNI lah. see your cousin go this this UNI bla bla"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH, if you read that whole chunk, pat yourself on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update of school:&lt;br /&gt;tell me how to get rid of this girl who keeps sticking to me.&lt;br /&gt;started on the dress today. so tiring!&lt;br /&gt;i failed NAFA again, like anyone wants to help me with situps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-830059400736850632?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/830059400736850632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=830059400736850632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/830059400736850632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/830059400736850632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/arigato.html' title='arigato(:'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-4899122127944180332</id><published>2009-05-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:08:40.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rantion</title><content type='html'>today, i totally sucked. was so insecure. really really insecure. i should be secure but how to when people surrounding me are the same, insecure, bitchy, uncharacterless, fake, shallow, judgemental. worse, they are from SN. and theres this one girl whos making me feel replused just by seeing her and her stupid actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gross, i know i shouldnt be criticizing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just be secure after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-4899122127944180332?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/4899122127944180332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=4899122127944180332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4899122127944180332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/4899122127944180332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/rantion.html' title='rantion'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6350512137978311241</id><published>2009-05-05T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:13:44.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Friday(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326279494541794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6f9PAoeI/AAAAAAAAAp0/JsnW7egKNQg/s400/P01-05-09_19.40%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326279872075026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6f-pBVRI/AAAAAAAAAp8/5OorWB2N5E8/s400/P01-05-09_21.02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326281791271714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6gFyl8yI/AAAAAAAAAqE/112qpv_iTl8/s400/P01-05-09_21.32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;honestly, i was forced to take the last picture ok! im not so unglam one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday(: studying wit siok, qilin, ernest!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326274169240082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6fpZW-hI/AAAAAAAAAps/gj0yMMdZIrM/s400/P04-05-09_20.19%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332326272594974898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6fjiBmLI/AAAAAAAAApk/r5QqZLSMBoA/s400/P04-05-09_20.17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we ended up helping qilin do mother's day gift for qilin! he's gonna stick these postits around his room for his mom to read! so sweet right! what are you going to do(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love God's people. i love God more(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6350512137978311241?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6350512137978311241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6350512137978311241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6350512137978311241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6350512137978311241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SgA6f9PAoeI/AAAAAAAAAp0/JsnW7egKNQg/s72-c/P01-05-09_19.40%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-6958107295623856770</id><published>2009-05-05T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:03:50.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im thankful</title><content type='html'>im thankful for my friends who support me in whatever i try to do(: i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to upload the poster! but its ok, i sent you guys emails! i hope everyone of you can come(: cos its a beneficial event and a fashion show! how cool is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant find words to say how grateful i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna grow more in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-6958107295623856770?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/6958107295623856770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=6958107295623856770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6958107295623856770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/6958107295623856770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-thankful.html' title='im thankful'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-1646700177800727399</id><published>2009-05-03T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:49:13.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singly twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331608582967334530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sf2twhUxFoI/AAAAAAAAApc/TwivqPTf3f0/s400/sashavlada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sasha and vlada are bestfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bet they cant beat me and bestie. cos we've been through everything, although we were not there for each other at some point, deep down, we love each other(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, an outing of few words and little time makes me realise how much i miss bestie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for our next GIRLY outing: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sf2twhUxFoI/AAAAAAAAApc/TwivqPTf3f0/s1600-h/sashavlada.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-1646700177800727399?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/1646700177800727399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=1646700177800727399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1646700177800727399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/1646700177800727399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/singly-twins.html' title='singly twins'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/Sf2twhUxFoI/AAAAAAAAApc/TwivqPTf3f0/s72-c/sashavlada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8624611348363682476.post-259543023428762839</id><published>2009-05-02T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:31:39.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close to youuu~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SfsjqEO-oZI/AAAAAAAAApU/Ap4AEBZT6QE/s1600-h/0009266-R01-012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330893789521158546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SfsjqEO-oZI/AAAAAAAAApU/Ap4AEBZT6QE/s400/0009266-R01-012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good news flash: I GOT INTO THE AIDS AWARENESS COMPETITION(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so charissa, if you still want and is able to, would you like to be the makeup person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and GEK IS STILL DA MODEL(: thx dots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XIAOTONG AND ALICIA! lets work hard and earn that internship man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;am happy and sad at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s GET'S POST SUMS TODAYS EVENTS UP, SO CHECK IT OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and leaving you with this quote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"the world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places."&lt;br /&gt;-Ernest Hemingway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we have to be strong together cos we cant stand alone forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8624611348363682476-259543023428762839?l=hereisalicia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/feeds/259543023428762839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8624611348363682476&amp;postID=259543023428762839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/259543023428762839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8624611348363682476/posts/default/259543023428762839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereisalicia.blogspot.com/2009/05/close-to-youuu.html' title='close to youuu~'/><author><name>alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05261952264404198318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X4P1D1z1QsY/SfsjqEO-oZI/AAAAAAAAApU/Ap4AEBZT6QE/s72-c/0009266-R01-012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
