<?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-6572404699700107359</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:50:40.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-8936155010909642685</id><published>2009-01-15T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T05:26:30.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我知道。。。我知道。。。</title><content type='html'>我知道我2009年我不写但是我说我有时候会写的。我也爱上了用华文写吗。好玩吗。你有用吗？情你们不要送我连串电邮！！！很烦你知不知道！！！谢谢。。。你们也看到我换了我的部落各。很好看吧！谢谢。那，我要去睡觉了，晚安！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-8936155010909642685?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/8936155010909642685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=8936155010909642685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/8936155010909642685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/8936155010909642685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_14.html' title='我知道。。。我知道。。。'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-5292311654763130078</id><published>2009-01-13T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:02:52.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>华文的故事！</title><content type='html'>我2009年是不会写部落各（是这样写吗？）不管了啦。我可能有时候会写。但会很少。那你就不会知道我生活中好玩的东西。哈哈哈哈哈！！！我也没有理由为什么要告诉你，哎呀！不管了拉！你也可能要问我我为什么用华文写？应为好玩嘛！我用华文你不会读那就快去学华文吧！因为我可能会用华文更多来写我的部落各（到底是不是这样写呢？不管了啦！就这样写了。）但用华文好好玩啊！你也应该用。连是用一次，我也不管。反正有用就可以了拉！！！还应该写什么嘛。。。不知道。。。好吧！就说再见吧！再见了！晚安！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3151505038402474451</id><published>2008-12-28T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T05:24:09.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:KRISTEN ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WON'T BE POSTING FOR 2009!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3151505038402474451?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3792333365282357620</id><published>2008-12-16T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:53:47.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WON'T BE POSTING TILL CHRISTMAS EVE!!! TOO BAD U R MISSING OUT ON ALL THE FUN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3792333365282357620?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3792333365282357620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=3792333365282357620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3792333365282357620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3792333365282357620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/announcement.html' title='Announcement!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1949341083906380448</id><published>2008-12-04T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T05:04:39.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'party'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Hi everyone. Yesterday i was tooooo tired to post so i m posting today. Yesterday was really fun. Yesterday, me, Kat, Cleo, Eliz Lam, Eliz Cheng and Faith (Eliz Lam church fren). Had a 'party' So first Kat, Eliz Cheng and Cleo arrived first, followed by Eliz Lam and Faith. Then we got ready and went to the gym to work-out and play ping pong. While we were playing the ping pong, we called it the Olympics. Cleo: Singapore, Me: Bangladash, Kat: Japan/Phillipines, Eliz Cheng: Referee, Eliz Lam: *forgot*, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Faith: *forgot*. U see!? It was really fun. I played mostly with Cleo. It was a real competition. Then we got all sweaty n jumped into the pool. I'll also introduce u to two siblings tat i totally dunno. I'll tell u y i introduce u to them later. So then cos Eliz Lam n Faith had to leave early, we got up, so did the siblings... So we jus went down to the public toilet where we put all our stuff in the sauna. so we bathed and bathed. The water was really cold. &lt;strong&gt;Brrrrrrr.&lt;/strong&gt; Then we changed and went up for lunch. We had fried rice n honey roasted chicken wing. Really yummy!!! :D Then we sent Eliz and Faith off. We couldn't do any excercise so Cleo and Kat did each others autograph book, me n Eliz Cheng played clubpenguin. We did the missions. Eliz was really fast in solving the missions. Then we went down to play ping pong and work-out again. It was a total dejavu (is tat how u spell it???) So we jus went swimming. The those 2 siblings came bak n kept starring at us. But thy were starring at Kat n Cleo. So after a long time Cleo went to ask the boy y he kept starring. He says is his sis ask him do. His sis lesbian. Haha. But Cleo n Kat didn't go n ask the sis. So we went up cos Kat n Cleo had to go. So we went up to shower but cos i showered slower, i didn't get to send Kat n her sis off. But they left their towel. And Cleo left soon after but left her autograph bk. So they will come n get it. Ok. Buh-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;P.S. Tmr i will be posting today's things then i will stop posting till next mon before i get bak to posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1949341083906380448?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1949341083906380448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1949341083906380448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1949341083906380448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1949341083906380448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-everyone.html' title='The &apos;party&apos;.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1383011286003730318</id><published>2008-12-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:02:28.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shortie postie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Today nothing much really happened so will be a short post. I think ~ Basically all that happened was that i woke up, saw Edna in the room with the aircon on. &lt;strong&gt;Soooooooo &lt;/strong&gt;like her. Then i ate breakfast n da di da di la, on n on. Because i woke up at 11am (heehee) it soon came to 5pm, time for piano. Then while i was having lesson, mummy came home. So my mum made me go pack all my p3 n p4 books up to the loft n move all the p5 n p6 books in. It took me to bout 9:30pm then i went to watch little nonya n forensic heroes n posting. So i shall say buh-bye now. Buh-bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1383011286003730318?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1383011286003730318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1383011286003730318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1383011286003730318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1383011286003730318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/shortie-postie.html' title='Shortie postie.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-20175569802016110</id><published>2008-11-30T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T07:04:00.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover 'is' OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Rachael jus went bak. Today in the morning i was having tution while Rachael was sleeping. But cos my sister kept on goin up, she woke Rachael up. So Rachae n my sis went down to the gym while i was having tuition. Then we got ready to go for my Tennis but we went to eat lunch at a restaurant called 'Hanabi'. Their Salmon and roe on rice was &lt;strong&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/strong&gt;!!! I ate it for lunch and &lt;strong&gt;YUM! YUM! YUM!&lt;/strong&gt; I couldn't stop eating n kept wanting for more but no choice, hav to go for my tennis lesson. Then it started raining, so we where at the shade playing&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tennis. It was ~ ok i guess. But rachael was really bored, i could tell cos she was sitting at the side rotting away. But then is stopped raining so we went out to the court to play. So while the coach was drying the courts, we played at another court. Rachael was still really bored. Then the courts were dried n so we started 'class'. It was not really class cos all we did was play, one court was the doubles court n the other was the 'drilling' court. I was at the 'drilling' court cos the doubles court was full. Rachael joined in but could not hit a &lt;strong&gt;single&lt;/strong&gt; ball.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;When we got home i packed my loft then went swimmin. We swam until 8+ then went up to shower n eat dinner. Then i went down to play table tennis n run the threadmail with Rachael. Then went bak up to plat clubpenguin n Rachael's mum came. The day will now end with a great &lt;strong&gt;big &lt;/strong&gt;snore. zzzZZZzzzZZZ. Buh-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-20175569802016110?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/20175569802016110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=20175569802016110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/20175569802016110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/20175569802016110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/rachael-jus-went-bak.html' title='Sleepover &apos;is&apos; OVER'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-5913791665703495076</id><published>2008-11-29T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:01:07.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A GREAT SLEEPOVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Today my fren is at my house sleeping over. Her name is &lt;strong&gt;Rachel.&lt;/strong&gt; At first she called to say tat she couldn't come. But when i got to crestar (won't tell u for wat. But some of my fren's noe) Her mum changed her mind n allwoed her to go. Also, i was telling u tat my sis went to her fren's house rite? Ya, instead of 3 boys, it became 5 boys.&lt;strong&gt; SHE WAS THE ONLY GIRL!!!&lt;/strong&gt; She stayed there from 5pm to 10pm. They ate pizza n one of the parents said she was very &lt;u&gt;dainty&lt;/u&gt; cos she used a &lt;u&gt;fork n spoon&lt;/u&gt;. Ya. Buts that's beside the &lt;strong&gt;point.&lt;/strong&gt; Now i m wishing tat Rachel can stay&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt; more nite so we can go christmas shopping toghether. &lt;strong&gt;JUS ONE MORE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Is tat &lt;strong&gt;toooooooo&lt;/strong&gt; much to ask for!? Ok, me gonna sleep now. Buh-bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;P.S. Rachel would like to type somethin: I am very happy that she had invited me to her house to stay as i had never had a sleep over before in my life. I hope that i can stay at her house forever and ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-5913791665703495076?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5913791665703495076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=5913791665703495076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5913791665703495076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5913791665703495076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-sleepover.html' title='A GREAT SLEEPOVER!!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-4670167166421737609</id><published>2008-11-28T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T07:12:54.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edna's graduation party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Hey everyone, wassup!? So, basically today was my sis's graduation party. It was suppose to be from 6-9. But we left at 4 and arrived at my sis's sch, Creative O', at 4:30. So i helped with the balloon sculpting. &lt;strong&gt;MY FIRST TIME BALLOON SCULPTING.&lt;/strong&gt; The first time my dog looked like a giraffe, so i jus said it was a giraffe. Then i made some more that looked like a dog. But they were either long neck or long tail. But i finally made 1 that looked really cute, a white one. Then i moved on to flowers. One that i created myself. Then i made a hat and a sword different then the others. I mean looks better kind of different not uglier kind. U get it? Nvm. Then the party started. All the kids rolled in, i mean came in really fast, nt really &lt;strong&gt;rolled&lt;/strong&gt; in. Then we did all sorta thing but won't say them out in details cos i m to lazy n my mum is rushing me to end the post. There's something i really wan to tell u but jus can't get myself to. I might write in my tagboard tmr. So if u wanna find out jus go to my tagboard tmr at bout...10? But i will tell u tis, tmr my sis gonna go to her fren house, but there is only 1 prob... all the people that r goin r boys, the host too!!! But she doesn't mind. Will tell u more bout it tmr when she tells me. If she doesn't tell me, then too bad. Ok. Good nite. Buh-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-4670167166421737609?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4670167166421737609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=4670167166421737609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4670167166421737609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4670167166421737609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/ednas-graduation-party.html' title='Edna&apos;s graduation party.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-6145993853849404541</id><published>2008-11-27T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:42:49.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another short post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Hi everyone!!! Today is... Thursday rite? Ok. So wat happen today u may ask. Well... nothing much so today gonna be a short post. A really short one... So wat happened was tat my sis woke up late n knew she wouldn't be able to go to school on time so she &lt;strong&gt;SKIPPED&lt;/strong&gt; school. I was like. &lt;strong&gt;HUH!?&lt;/strong&gt; Like tat also can. Wake up late can miss sch. &lt;strong&gt;LOL!&lt;/strong&gt; Not fair rite!? &lt;u&gt;I wake up late, go sch late, get scolding&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;u&gt;She wake up late, go sch late, get to miss sch&lt;/u&gt;. But tmr she will. I noe cos it is very obvious. She miss sch for this reason, th next day for sure will go wan. Unless is sick then next day might not need to go to sch. Believe me. I noe. Ok, buh-bye, i gonna go watch TV now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-6145993853849404541?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6145993853849404541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=6145993853849404541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6145993853849404541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6145993853849404541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-short-post.html' title='Another short post.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-2006016763049532212</id><published>2008-11-26T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T07:05:00.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soooooooo&lt;/strong&gt; disappointed again. &lt;u&gt;Disappointment&lt;/u&gt; day after day. U noe the party i was tellin u bout yesterday? Ya, in the end Julia couldn't make it so Cleo didn't come. So i spent the &lt;strong&gt;WHOLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt; day &lt;strong&gt;READING BOOKS. Soooooooo&lt;/strong&gt; boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt; Then i jus on my comp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt; n started watching shows on youtube. Oh ya! If anyone of u noe a site where i can listen to music free (not download, jus listen), pls write in my taggie, k? Jus know i went to see my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;cute cute cute cute cute cute baby cousin. I noe u guys noe bout him n how he is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/strong&gt; cute!!! :D Ok, he is the cutest, smallest, reddest little thing. Believe me!!! No offence everyone. I gonna go either watch TV or sleep now. Buh-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-2006016763049532212?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2006016763049532212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=2006016763049532212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/2006016763049532212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/2006016763049532212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/soooooooo-disappointed-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1889599767756557468</id><published>2008-11-25T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T06:47:38.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISSED!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;I m so pissed!!! Even though i jus saw my really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute cute baby cousin. He is &lt;strong&gt;soooooo &lt;/strong&gt;small. And cute. He's face is as small as my hand, actually my hand is bigger then his cute, small, little, little face. He is really red though. I said i wanted to carry him but couldn't cos we had to go home. And that leads me to my next point: y i m so &lt;strong&gt;PISSED!!! &lt;/strong&gt;U noe the show "little nonya"? It jus started today, 9pm. As i was saying, I wanted to watch the starting of the show cos it is the most important part. But mummy won't let me she jus kept rushing us to go home then watch. I said jus starting only, a while won't do any harm rite? But she won't listen end up we both very &lt;strong&gt;piss. &lt;/strong&gt;But don't care la. Over liao. I gonna go now. Also, tmr Kat say she cannot come cos she fell sick. &lt;strong&gt;Sooooo&lt;/strong&gt; sad. So in the end Cleo didn't want to come. But she say if Julia can come then can lor. So i think can lor. My best fren Andrea is bak from her trip to malaysia. I goin to her house on Dec 5 cos we 'miss each other' no bad meanings i mean not lovers kinda miss jus miss fren cos so lonely. Get it? Nvm, i shouldn't even bother to explain. Buh-bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;P.S. My new baby cousin is called: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Chinese: &lt;u&gt;Tan Qi Xun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;English: &lt;u&gt;Shawn Tan&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;Really really really cute baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;. But i gotta say, all babies in the world are ever so cute (or at least 3/4 of the babies in the world. No offence anyone...) But my baby cousin is the cutest. Believe me. No &lt;strong&gt;offence&lt;/strong&gt; to any one, k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;I will explain the details bout the 'party' tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1889599767756557468?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1889599767756557468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1889599767756557468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1889599767756557468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1889599767756557468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/pissed.html' title='PISSED!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-5369345373310546108</id><published>2008-11-24T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T06:55:24.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new laptop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sooooo happy!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I got my new laptop today!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I am currently using my new laptop to post. I luv the keyboard though i m still getting use to it. Cleo said she also bought a Vaio CS laptop. Obviously, she bought a pink wan. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;Thank U mummy!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thank U daddy!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Thx for buying me the laptop!!! &lt;strong&gt;Sooooo&lt;/strong&gt; happy I am!!! Woo Hoo!!! So happy!!! :D:D:D:D:D Haha. Today my da jiu ma went into the hospital to give birth at bout... 9pm. The baby will be coming at 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:kristen itc;"&gt;pm. So fast cos she doin ceasiaren (i think tat is how u say it n spell it). Dunno. And won't until maybe... nvr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Cos i dont plan on givin birth. :D My mum will be so disappointed. Well, she still has Edna. Anyway Edna says she is goin to give birth to lotsa babies jus like a pig she is. Haha. &lt;strong&gt;Eeeek!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I still can't believe i got a laptop. I m so immature n lame rite? I noe. Don't need to tell me. Haha. Ok byebye. I gonna go explore my new laptop. Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-5369345373310546108?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5369345373310546108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=5369345373310546108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5369345373310546108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5369345373310546108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-new-laptop.html' title='My new laptop.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-7627009158041973777</id><published>2008-11-23T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T08:07:05.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A loooong post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen itc;"&gt;As i was saying yesterday, today's post will be long so it won't be too decorative. Not like u would care... So, this morning i went swimming after such a long time. Because of the exams that is. Then i got up, bathed then went for my tennis lesson, when we arrived there was not a soul in sight, we thought there was no lesson cos according to the clock on the car n our watches, it was already 2 pm. So we jus waited aroun to make sure. After a few minutes, more n more people came and eventually lesson started. I guess our clocks were fast. So until 4 pm, lesson ended n my parents weren't here. I had to borrow my fren's hp cos i forgot to bring mine. My parents told me they were at Thomson Plaza n will be arrving in 10 mins. But in the end, they took 30 mins to arrive! But at least they came... Then we went to West Mall to borrow bks from the library. After that we went to IMM to get my laptop. I was getting a &lt;u&gt;White vaio CS laptop.&lt;/u&gt; We gt it but cos they had to do a back up thingy i can only get it tmr nite. Soooo sad . Aiya, who ask us go there so slow. Then tmr my da jiu ma goin to give birth to her son. So we goin to visit her n see the new born baby. Mus be&lt;strong&gt; realllly&lt;/strong&gt; cute! Cant wait for tmr nite cos i gonna get my laptop n see my new born baby cousin. But tmr morning will be &lt;strong&gt;reallly&lt;/strong&gt; boring. I jus sent off my father to the ariport. He won't be coming bak till mid of Dec. Will miss him &lt;strong&gt;sooooo &lt;/strong&gt;much. Byebye Daddy, see u next month!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen itc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-7627009158041973777?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7627009158041973777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=7627009158041973777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/7627009158041973777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/7627009158041973777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/loooong-post.html' title='A loooong post...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-2313499523385610039</id><published>2008-11-22T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:25:50.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edna's graduation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today is my sis's graduation. Her's was the opening act. She did wushu. Very well done Edna! It was held at NYGH. I forgot wat happened after that so this post will be really short. Hee...hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;:D But believe me, tmr's post will be really long... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Gosh! my post is really very short!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-2313499523385610039?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/2313499523385610039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=2313499523385610039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/2313499523385610039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/2313499523385610039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/ednas-graduation.html' title='Edna&apos;s graduation.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3566588671293505287</id><published>2008-11-21T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T05:02:33.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today nothing to write cos really boring. Basically, holidays r suppose to be fun n peoples post should get really long. But not for me, my posts gets more n more boring during the holiday cos i get very sian... -.-" Well tmr might be better cos it is Sat n my Sats r always very packed. Also, my sister's graduation is tmr, she will be graduating from K2 to P1. My father is also coming back from China tmr. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY.&lt;/strong&gt; But he will be goin bak to China on Sunday... -.-" &lt;strong&gt;Happy Boring Holiday everyone!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3566588671293505287?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3566588671293505287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=3566588671293505287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3566588671293505287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3566588671293505287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/boring-holidays.html' title='Boring holidays...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1182234975523336054</id><published>2008-11-20T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T06:25:22.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today i helped my mum make a album. Or maybe 2. It was a photo album of our Taipei holiday. We had so many pics i had to make 2 albums. I made it using a program provided by a shop called 'fotoshop'. U hav to make and organise and decorate the album. Then u save it to ur thumb drive, then bring the thumb drive to the shop and they will carry on from there. Basically it is quite easy for us but i dunno bout the shopkeeper. But they don't only make albums, they can also make ur pics into jigsaw puzzles, calanders and many more. I think some of u guys should hav heard of it before. Very clever the way they do it. Maybe some of u should try it out. When i grow up, if the shop is still there, i will make 2 calanders, 1 doggy one and 1 kitty one. I will also make 2 jigsaw puzzles. Of course u noe wat i will make. 1 doggy one, and i kitty one. Haha. Well, i gotta get goin no, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1182234975523336054?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1182234975523336054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1182234975523336054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1182234975523336054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1182234975523336054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-helped-my-mum-make-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-7079804054326929289</id><published>2008-11-19T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:13:00.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhia Ying's house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Cleona&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Katherine&lt;/u&gt; went to &lt;u&gt;Zhia Ying's house.&lt;/u&gt; Cleo came to fetch me after fetching katherine at about 12 noon or so. &lt;u&gt;Zhia Ying's younger sis,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Zhia Wen&lt;/u&gt;, looks like Zhia Ying a lot. So, we wanted to go play Ping Pong but the guy in-charge of the keys was out for lunch so we went up to eat lunch. After eating lunch, we played wii. Mario Karts. I won every match against Zhia Ying, Zhia Wen and Cleo. Kat was busy with her blog cos cleo helped her fix it. &lt;strong&gt;Cleo fixed it in a flash.&lt;/strong&gt; After awhile, Zhia Ying's maid told us the guy was here n we went down to get the key. But instead of playing &lt;u&gt;Ping Pong&lt;/u&gt; we ended up playing &lt;u&gt;Billard.&lt;/u&gt; Then after much consideration, Cleo, Kat n Zhia Wen decided to go swimming in the&lt;strong&gt; ever so dirty water&lt;/strong&gt;. The water ws misty in colour, there was a &lt;strong&gt;BEE&lt;/strong&gt; in the water and lots of other &lt;u&gt;insects&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;feathers&lt;/u&gt; n &lt;u&gt;leaves&lt;/u&gt; in the water. But they still went. When they went to get change, they took down my clothes as well. They ask me to swim. I said no, but after much begging. I decided to. But soon after, rain started to &lt;strong&gt;pour down in buckets.&lt;/strong&gt; I guess u can say the rain saved me. So we went on to play Billard. When Cleo saw the rain got smaller, she and Zhia Wen went to swim again. But&lt;strong&gt; thunder stroke&lt;/strong&gt; n they ran bak to the billard rm. Then after that, we went bak to Zhia Ying's house, and me Kat n Cleo showered together. Zhia Ying kept on asking us to go out. She is naggier then all the grannies in the world. &lt;u&gt;She can win the most naggiest person contest out of a million contestants if there was one.&lt;/u&gt; Maybe i will create one when i grow up. As i was saying, we bathed so long cos we r scared the dirty water in the pool might give us rashes. After that, we went down for maggie noodles n dessert &lt;strong&gt;(longans with sweet potatoes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;n pearls. Yummy :P ).&lt;/strong&gt; Then we finally went down for some Ping Pong. We set up the Ping Pong table n the Ping Pong net. We played a game of 'winners in, losers out'. &lt;strong&gt;I won the first few matches then everyone got better n everything became hard.&lt;/strong&gt; After awhile, Kat, Zhia Wen and Zhia Ying lost intrest n played their DS. So me n Cleo played 'a friendly match' n we played till Zhia Wen joined in. Then Cleo's dad called n we got ready to go. On the car we were planning that Cleo n Kat will come to my house then we will go play Ping Pong, The Gym and Swimming. Will tell u the details on the day itself. I guess i will stop writing noe cos u guys mus be getting tired of my story. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-7079804054326929289?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/7079804054326929289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=7079804054326929289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/7079804054326929289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/7079804054326929289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/zhia-yings-house.html' title='Zhia Ying&apos;s house.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-4795491706518757192</id><published>2008-11-17T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T06:44:54.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another private...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Hi!!! &lt;strong&gt;Got another private blog.&lt;/strong&gt; So bored so make lor. I will not be inviting anyone to my other private blog. So jus ask me to invite u ti tis one. And u hav heared this before but i will say it again. Pls give me ur blogger account email and ur name through my taggie. Thx. Won't tell u anything bout that blog. Go find out urself. Yup. Pretty much like that. &lt;strong&gt;OMG.&lt;/strong&gt; My days r getting &lt;strong&gt;more n more boring everyday&lt;/strong&gt;. U can see by how &lt;strong&gt;my posts r getting shorter n shorter.&lt;/strong&gt; Noooo!!! Nvm. I guess i am a &lt;strong&gt;borin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;little girl.&lt;/strong&gt; A girl that has a &lt;strong&gt;really borin life. &lt;/strong&gt;As i was saying my posts r getting shorter n shorter i shall end my post now. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-4795491706518757192?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4795491706518757192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=4795491706518757192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4795491706518757192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4795491706518757192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-private.html' title='Another private...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-466644196294702985</id><published>2008-11-16T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:48:05.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SOOOO TIRED!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Thx to my tennis coach. Won't tell u wat happened cos &lt;strong&gt;tooo tired! &lt;/strong&gt;Nothing much to say so gonna give u a song sung py Zhou Hua Jian. Wonder if any of u hav heared it? I sung it for my K2 graduation. So i like it alot. To hear the song properly, pls tune up ur volume. Thx! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Presenting *drum rolls* &lt;strong&gt;PENG YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqKpBFC7wk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yqKpBFC7wk8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys like it! And remember, &lt;strong&gt;TUNE UP UR VOLUME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-466644196294702985?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/466644196294702985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=466644196294702985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/466644196294702985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/466644196294702985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired.html' title='Tired!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-5160012785818703934</id><published>2008-11-15T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:01:37.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARGH!!! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Today during the performance, the &lt;strong&gt;stupid&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mic &lt;/strong&gt;dropped through my pants and was hanging down there, i couldn't perform properly. I wanted to do it great, i was so full of confidence but thx to the &lt;strong&gt;stupid stupid stupid mic&lt;/strong&gt;, i couldn't perform properly T.T &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID STUPID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MIC. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;soooooo angry.&lt;/b&gt; I wish time could go back in time so i could do it all over again. &lt;strong&gt;ARGH!!! STUPID MIC!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Well, everyone said i did ok. &lt;strong&gt;Ya right! &lt;/strong&gt;Nvm, at least it's over. But there is videos and everyone will see it!!! But at the end, i got a candy bouquet. Then i also found a replacement ear piece for my mp3. But my mp3 is the oldest design in the world. Any older and it would be the radio. Also, we watched a preview of &lt;strong&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Chihuahua&lt;/strong&gt; which would be in cinemas on 20th Nov but we watched it on 15th Nov. One of the main Chihuahua, chloe, lives a better life than me n my mum. Haha. U should really go n watch it. K? Gd. This morning was my sister's orientation, won't go into details cos there r none. But, there r more of my sis's text books then my own text books. Ok, enough chit-chat gonna sleep now. Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-5160012785818703934?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5160012785818703934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=5160012785818703934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5160012785818703934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5160012785818703934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/nooooo.html' title='Nooooo!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-5630820005932617173</id><published>2008-11-14T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:13:02.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madagascar 2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE TO MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I jus watched &lt;u&gt;Madagascar 2&lt;/u&gt; at Lido. We went to &lt;u&gt;Lido 1.&lt;/u&gt; It was so big, it has a 'personal' toilet. It was &lt;strong&gt;6 times bigger then Lido 7&lt;/strong&gt; which i went to with Kat n Cheryl to watch HSM 3. As i was saying earlier, i watched Madagascar 2 with my &lt;u&gt;FAMILY.&lt;/u&gt; My favourite was the phrases:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alex the Lion:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I LIKE TO MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gloria the Hippo:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;HE LIKES TO MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marty the Zebra:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SHE LIKES TO MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Melman the Giraffe:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;WE LIKE TO!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Everyone (including weirdo squirrels) :&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MOVE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I love that part! It is jus great. So far, their journey goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;(SHIP)                                                    (PLANE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York -&gt; Madagascar, San Diego -&gt; Africa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;When they were arriving, one of the penguin, Skipper, the leader, announced:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I've got &lt;strong&gt;good news&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;bad news.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Good news is:&lt;/u&gt; We're landing immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Passengers':&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;YAY!!! WOO HOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bad news is:&lt;/u&gt; We're &lt;strong&gt;crash landing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;'Passengers:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Then at this time, the drink man came, or rather, the drink penguin came n gave Alex n Marty thier drinks. Then &lt;u&gt;Melman shouted:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE U GLORIA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; U noe how Gloria reacted??? She jus &lt;u&gt;snored away in dreamland.&lt;/u&gt; Haha!!! I loved the show. And there were other extras like &lt;strong&gt;MOTO MOTO&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; MARTY's 400 over twins&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;old nanny&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;big group of new yorkers&lt;/strong&gt;, and some other animals. Oh ya! &lt;strong&gt;King&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Julian,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Morris,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mart&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;4 clappy penguins&lt;/strong&gt; with some fu&lt;strong&gt;nny monkeys&lt;/strong&gt; were there too. Yup, a whole &lt;strong&gt;big group of crazy monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;. Won't tell u too much or it won't be fun when u watch the show. &lt;u&gt;And remember to watch it or u will &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt; it!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-5630820005932617173?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/5630820005932617173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=5630820005932617173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5630820005932617173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/5630820005932617173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/madagascar-2.html' title='Madagascar 2!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-580963082543130823</id><published>2008-11-13T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T06:13:42.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Private...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Hi! I wrote hi cos i got no heading... I got 2 blogs now. But the other one is private. If u wan me to invite u, pls put ur email in my taggie n i will think bout it. Thx much! Basically, i am not evil so i will give u a rough idea of me other blog. It is a blog all bout me n me being a cancerian (if that is how u say it). So the blogskin is a cancer blogskin. In case u guys dunno, &lt;u&gt;The Cancer is a horoscope, the sign of a Crab.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Crab crab crab.&lt;/strong&gt; There is an explanation box at the top right corner so go check it out. And to all cancerians (if that is how u say it) out there: &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cancers ROXS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; There will be a few months of post that writes a story bout the cancer n her frens (Cinderella, Mrs Blue, Rat, Hamster and Mrs Water). Lame rite? &lt;strong&gt;I DON"T CARE.&lt;/strong&gt; Wat matters is i like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Ok. Enough. Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-580963082543130823?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/580963082543130823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=580963082543130823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/580963082543130823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/580963082543130823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/private.html' title='Private...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-6643196357745583122</id><published>2008-11-12T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:02:58.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cancerians rox!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I am a &lt;strong&gt;cancerian&lt;/strong&gt; (i think u say it that way). And i am &lt;strong&gt;proud&lt;/strong&gt; of it. Well, as i was saying yesterday, todays' rehersal will be more &lt;strong&gt;tiring&lt;/strong&gt; n i am rite. I already told u the reason yesterday anyway. Then today &lt;strong&gt;Serene &lt;/strong&gt;n &lt;strong&gt;Kai Ting&lt;/strong&gt; ask me y i left sch early n i have to explain to them &lt;strong&gt;twice&lt;/strong&gt;. So &lt;strong&gt;troublesome&lt;/strong&gt;. No choice la. This kind of stuff for sure will happen wan la. Ok, i wan go watch my 10 p.m. show on channel U. It is a kind of d&lt;strong&gt;etective&lt;/strong&gt; show, u nvr watch is ur own lost. &lt;strong&gt;:P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-6643196357745583122?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6643196357745583122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=6643196357745583122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6643196357745583122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6643196357745583122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/cancerians-rox.html' title='Cancerians rox!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3028730210693656850</id><published>2008-11-11T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T05:55:48.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehersals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;So tired but tmr will be more &lt;u&gt;tiring.&lt;/u&gt; Cos i got rehersal for my stage act in front of 600 PEOPLE!!! Nothing to it. No big deal. &lt;strong&gt;YA RIGHT!!! I AM SO &lt;u&gt;NERVOUS!!!&lt;/u&gt; -.-"&lt;/strong&gt; But no choice. Oh well... Jus gotta build up self-confidence... Haha! Well, as i was saying, today wasn't really tiring cos my group (star 1) and the other group (star 2) weren't the main characters of the day. The main characters were groups star 3 n star 4. My group, star 3 and star 4 were suppose to perform the different versions of 'gui tu sai pao' Will tell u more when the day comes. and in the morning is also my sister's orientation (is that how u spell it?) for P1 next year. I almost didn't want to hand in the form to the general office. I am so &lt;strong&gt;EVIL&lt;/strong&gt;,rite? &lt;strong&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FUAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BUAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *cough*cough* *cough*cough* Ok... if this goes on, i'm gonna get a really &lt;strong&gt;sore throat. &lt;/strong&gt;Ok then. Byebye, gotta get ready for tmr rehersal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;P.S. Listen to this: An apple a day makes the doctor jobless someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Doctor: T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I also found out i am very emotional... ... -.-" And that my posts r getting longer n longer. I guess i am very kiasu... ...-.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3028730210693656850?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3028730210693656850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=3028730210693656850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3028730210693656850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3028730210693656850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/rehersals.html' title='Rehersals...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1192971885236289188</id><published>2008-11-09T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:52:18.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The FISH SPA n the CRAZY MAN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today i really got my legs cleaned. I went to a shop in Marina Square. It was called &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kenko.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; The greatest place to be when trying to relax. They did massage n had fish spa etc. I tried the fish spa n it was &lt;strong&gt;heavenly!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I did the 15mins one, should had done the 30mins one. *sigh* As i was saying, the little fishies had a nickname called: &lt;u&gt;doctor fish.&lt;/u&gt; They would bite on ur dead skin on ur legs. I attracted lots so that means my legs r really dirty. Ewww. That were three types of fishies. &lt;u&gt;Small black ones&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Big black ones&lt;/u&gt; n &lt;u&gt;Medium silver ones.&lt;/u&gt; Only tried the small and big black ones didn't get to try the silver ones. Oh well... So, when the fish 'bite' u, it was really really &lt;b&gt;ticklish.&lt;/b&gt; Me n my sis kept laughing. &lt;u&gt;Alot of people were looking at us&lt;/u&gt; cos the 'fish tank' was at the display window. &lt;b&gt;So embarresed&lt;/b&gt; cos my legs look really dirty to everyone. Really gotta go again. Then me n my sis went to a 'magic show'. My sis got a palm tree baloon cos she screamed the loudest. Then the guy went&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; INTO a BIG WHITE BALLOON!!! WENT INTO THE BALLOON!!! WENT IN!!! AS IN WENT INSIDE THE BALLOON. INSIDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;OMG!!! He could have suffocated and died but he didn't. My mum says that he was teaching the kids wrong things. lol. Then got sleepy n came home. *yawns* Gonna sleep now...byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1192971885236289188?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1192971885236289188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1192971885236289188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1192971885236289188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1192971885236289188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/fish-spa.html' title='The FISH SPA n the CRAZY MAN...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1406904776395885090</id><published>2008-11-08T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:27:47.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The QQ shop.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today, I went to a QQ shop at takashimaya. The things there came from Japan. The things were really really really cute. &lt;strong&gt;SO CUUUUTE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Bought some of them for my frens for christmas present. Couldn't resist... Daddy n Mommy watched &lt;u&gt;Quantom of Solace.&lt;/u&gt; Got home n m really tired. Gonna sleep. byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1406904776395885090?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1406904776395885090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1406904776395885090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1406904776395885090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1406904776395885090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/qq-shop.html' title='The QQ shop.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-202346257062861481</id><published>2008-11-07T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T08:13:58.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie marathon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today was a &lt;u&gt;perfect movie marathon&lt;/u&gt; for me. First, in sch we watched &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; movies. Thxs to my form teacher. After sch, i watched &lt;b&gt;HSM 3&lt;/b&gt; with Kat n Cheryl. We went to Lido n into &lt;strong&gt;Lido 7&lt;/strong&gt;. In the night i went to watch &lt;b&gt;Sing to the Dawn&lt;/b&gt; with my family at Marina Square. My father &lt;u&gt;fell asleep&lt;/u&gt; in the cinema at the &lt;u&gt;most interesting&lt;/u&gt; part of the movie. lol. Got really sleep due to the movie marathon. *yawns*. Gonna sleep now, byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Before i got home, i went to a place called 'lao ba sha' for supper. I was &lt;strong&gt;forced&lt;/strong&gt; to go. But it was really a rare sight. There, the tables, chairs n stalls were on the road where cars go vroom vroom. &lt;strong&gt;ON THE ROAD!!!&lt;/strong&gt; But of course, they closed the road. But in the morning it is actually a road where cars go vroom vroom on. Got home really late and the next morning had to wake up really early u noe!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-202346257062861481?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/202346257062861481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=202346257062861481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/202346257062861481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/202346257062861481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-marathon.html' title='Movie marathon!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1421851815551252942</id><published>2008-11-06T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T04:31:05.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inter class games.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Today was the inter class games day. We &lt;u&gt;played soccer n floor ball.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;Unluckily&lt;/b&gt;, my team got chose to play &lt;u&gt;soccer&lt;/u&gt;. There were only &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; girls in my team (inclusive of me). But the girls hardly did anything. But our class still won. Haha. In the end, the score was announced this way. (I think so cos i can't really remember.)&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: 5A got... 0...+3...+0...+0...so thier total score is... 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;again&gt;Teacher: 5B got...3...+6...+0...+6...so thier total score is... 15!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;n&gt;Teacher: 5A got...6...+6...+3... ... ...+ wat!?&lt;br /&gt;5C: 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;5B n some 5A boys: 0!!!&lt;br /&gt;After a while of heated screaming...&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;5B: Noooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;5C: YAY!!! YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it went pretty much like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Guess we only lost by 3 points so we're far better then 5A. So sad for them... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1421851815551252942?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1421851815551252942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1421851815551252942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1421851815551252942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1421851815551252942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/inter-class-games.html' title='Inter class games.'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-4228762378726346386</id><published>2008-11-05T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T03:57:48.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edna's birthday party!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;As i was saying yesterday, it is my sis B'day. We went to Hort Park to celebrate. I won't go into details as it might take me 4eva n i wan to sleep. After the party, my father, mother, sister n me went to IKEA to look aroun n i ate my favourite &lt;u&gt;Swedish meat balls covered in cheese sauce n cranberry sauce with potatoes.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;YUMYUM!!!&lt;/b&gt; I still wan to eat but to full.*burp* Haha. My mum ate her fravourite &lt;u&gt;fried chicken wing n drumlets&lt;/u&gt;, my daddy eat some funny thingy n my sister ate pasta. Then we went home n was really sleepy though it was only 8+p.m. Wierd rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Don't care anyway cos now i wan to sleep. *yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-4228762378726346386?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/4228762378726346386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=4228762378726346386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4228762378726346386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/4228762378726346386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/ednas-birthday-party.html' title='Edna&apos;s birthday party!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-1038556533733262884</id><published>2008-11-04T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:56:34.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got my maths results...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Hi! I m bak. Today i got back my &lt;u&gt;MATHS RESULTS.&lt;/u&gt; Guess what, &lt;u&gt;i &lt;b&gt;failed...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; How saaad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUS KIDDIN!!!&lt;/b&gt; In fact, i did quite gd. i got 80+. Not bad for me but highest in class is 97. It might take me at LEAST a million years to get there. It is &lt;u&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/u&gt; far away. But at least i get my laptop. I think... lol, i am so easily pleased. &lt;b&gt;I AM CRAZY SO DON'T MIND ME!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Haha. Tmr is my sis B'day. She will finally be turning 6. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EDNA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Two days after her B'day, I will be goin out to watch movies with my 2 frens Cheryl n Katherine. We will be watching &lt;u&gt;HSM 3&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;(i noe it is lame but i don't care.)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;p.s. I will tell u guys more bout my sis B'day on th day itself n let me tell u this: &lt;b&gt;she is very very irritating!!!&lt;/b&gt; Gtg wrap &lt;u&gt;homebaked&lt;/u&gt; cookies into the late night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-1038556533733262884?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/1038556533733262884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=1038556533733262884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1038556533733262884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/1038556533733262884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-my-maths-results.html' title='Got my maths results...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-834294935300316866</id><published>2008-11-04T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:10:24.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be back for official posts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I will be back for my official posts. But jus wanted to post a song sung by Gary Cao called ai ai. Hope u like it cos i love it. I LOVE it so much i can sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZM82IEvUPKQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZM82IEvUPKQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;I will be bak for official post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-834294935300316866?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/834294935300316866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=834294935300316866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/834294935300316866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/834294935300316866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-be-back-for-official-posts.html' title='Will be back for official posts...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3416787250271468851</id><published>2008-11-03T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:09:36.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to work harder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Hi! I got a song sung by Angela. I like her songs, do u? It comes with subtitles n 'flashbacks' of the &lt;u&gt;gong zhu xiao mei&lt;/u&gt; show. Hope u like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-soXyncgido&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-soXyncgido&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Then today our teacher nvr return us our maths papers. &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUST WAIT TILL TMR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; *sigh* He even say i might &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;... So saaad... No choice, my maths is jus soooo &lt;b&gt;HORRIBLE.&lt;/b&gt; Gotta work harder next year. &lt;b&gt;A LOT HARDER!!!&lt;/b&gt; Ok, wish u all &lt;u&gt;gd luck&lt;/u&gt; for &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PSLE&lt;/b&gt; or any other rubbish.&lt;/u&gt; Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3416787250271468851?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3416787250271468851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=3416787250271468851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3416787250271468851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3416787250271468851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-i-got-song-sung-by-angela.html' title='Got to work harder...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-3064399335881979028</id><published>2008-11-02T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:05:34.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like cockroaches!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cockraches&lt;/strong&gt; are soooo hateful. I jus got &lt;u&gt;chase&lt;/u&gt; by one. Sooo &lt;u&gt;scary&lt;/u&gt;!!! *sigh* Finally, my dad caught it. Then my sister suffered from temporary shock and couldn't say anything, jus wrapped up in the thick thick blanket. Then my father n mother said that &lt;u&gt;thier&lt;/u&gt; mother were great at catching &lt;b&gt;hateful&lt;/b&gt; cockroaches. Yucky. My mum also added that when her parents were not home, (especially her &lt;b&gt;mom&lt;/b&gt;) She n her younger twin brothers would stand on the table and SCREAM!!! But the cockroach can FLY so when they got the chance, they ran over to thier neighbour's house till her parents came back. She also said the cockroach fly until very loud like &lt;b&gt;ZZZZZZ&lt;/b&gt;... Then I ask my father if her mom not home what did they do. The conversation went like that:&lt;br /&gt;Me: What happens when nai nai not home?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: We chase the cockroach away till nai nai comes home.&lt;br /&gt;Me: U &lt;b&gt;chase the cockroach&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;get chase by cockroach&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Actually we get chase by cockroach...&lt;br /&gt;lol. I think we getting back maths exam result tmr. So nervous yet can't wait. &lt;u&gt;I want it to appear in front of me tmr.&lt;/u&gt; I don't want to wait anymore. Chinese and Maths must appear in front of me &lt;b&gt;TMR!!!&lt;/b&gt; I want to get good grades for the &lt;b&gt;MATHS&lt;/b&gt;. As in &lt;b&gt;78&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;and above&lt;/u&gt;. But it seems almost &lt;u&gt;impossible...&lt;/u&gt; Preferably &lt;b&gt;80&lt;/b&gt;. That would be nice... Then i think i can get a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAPTOP&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-3064399335881979028?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/3064399335881979028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=3064399335881979028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3064399335881979028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/3064399335881979028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-like-cockroaches.html' title='I don&apos;t like cockroaches!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-31020485222234420</id><published>2008-10-31T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:05:48.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helped my friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! HOPE U HAVE THE SCARE OF YOUR LIFE TODAY.&lt;/b&gt; I just helped my best friend with her blog. My computer is soooo &lt;b&gt;LAGGY&lt;/b&gt;!!! Take so long to load &lt;u&gt;one thing&lt;/u&gt;!!! Gosh! *sigh* End up so late then can post. *sigh* Today i went to Katherine's house and we sort of had a after exam party. &lt;strong&gt;Fun&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; and more &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Then elizabeth got nosebleed attack &lt;u&gt;4 times&lt;/u&gt;. I keep cursing her, say she got &lt;u&gt;nose cancer&lt;/u&gt;.lol! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Gonna sleep now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;P.S. Still gotta help friend with something...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-31020485222234420?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/31020485222234420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=31020485222234420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/31020485222234420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/31020485222234420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/helped-my-friend.html' title='Helped my friend...'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-154000458586876796</id><published>2008-10-30T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:42:50.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relink pls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;This my new blog! Pls relink. Url: &lt;u&gt;thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! Exams are finally over!!! I mean &lt;u&gt;OVER&lt;/u&gt;. I CAN'T BELIVE IT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;IT IS FINALLY OVER!!!I am so &lt;b&gt;HAPPY&lt;/b&gt;!!! &lt;s&gt;Cannot&lt;/s&gt;/Can &lt;u&gt;relax!!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;Byebye, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;gonna sleep *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Kristen ITC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-154000458586876796?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/154000458586876796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=154000458586876796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/154000458586876796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/154000458586876796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/relink-pls.html' title='Relink pls!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6572404699700107359.post-6824849715041710362</id><published>2008-10-25T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T03:54:29.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey spammers!!!</title><content type='html'>Spam all u want. I don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6572404699700107359-6824849715041710362?l=thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/feeds/6824849715041710362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6572404699700107359&amp;postID=6824849715041710362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6824849715041710362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6572404699700107359/posts/default/6824849715041710362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegirlthatwasloved.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-spammers.html' title='Hey spammers!!!'/><author><name>Happy Girl Dana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258875102040559708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lUGU3MQ7CGU/SXb250cGBzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6z2VjFIQjYg/S220/14603bb5bcccde.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
