<?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-5157845522965382839</id><updated>2011-07-31T08:57:15.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A last glance and everything ended</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-6138345374025172991</id><published>2009-11-26T02:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:18:42.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Http://kiasubie.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kiasubie.blogspot.com"&gt;New blog link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't change anymore ok, relink if you want. (Promise)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-6138345374025172991?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6138345374025172991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6138345374025172991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6138345374025172991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-one.html' title='Last one'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-3722273357929364900</id><published>2009-11-22T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:50:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Except for the quarrels in my family, I don't think I can think of other things to make me feel unhappy. Anyway, things are getting better now. Life seems so satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School holidays now, I didn't got myself a job though I'm not sure am I getting one soon. I got calls for job interviews but I rather stay at home and rot. Behaving like a pig, or rather queen at home, I'm getting fatter ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that I can't resist though I know it is going to make me look fat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FERRERO CHOCOLATES. &lt;/span&gt;Don't lie to me that you can resist it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this at my living room table and I snatched it immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing among my brother and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, this is his share. I know it seems pathetic. Hahaha, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-3722273357929364900?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3722273357929364900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/satisfying.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/3722273357929364900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/3722273357929364900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/satisfying.html' title='Satisfying'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-2139085903952126571</id><published>2009-11-15T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T02:37:44.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battling for sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've the urge to update even though my eyes are closing. Aiya, pictures are more than enough. It's already 2.34am and I need to wake up early later on. Last thing to add, Bbq-ing under the  rain is fun, you try before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye. I got to know when is the right timing to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC12021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-2139085903952126571?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/2139085903952126571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/battling-for-sleep.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/2139085903952126571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/2139085903952126571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/battling-for-sleep.html' title='Battling for sleep'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-6295162592551722804</id><published>2009-11-11T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:10:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubting my decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, no doubts that my camera flash is very very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Second day between you and me and I doubt things are working out perfectly. I'm gonna ignore everything and make the worse decision if things continue in such way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nap in the afternoon, as usual. And received a call from Jiesen and headed to Lot 1 to find him and the others. Since I arrived late, Mint went home already. Nothing much to do and we went to Kid room TV  to watch Power Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/DSC03550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup, this is Jiesen and I really don't know why he loves to open his mouth so big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think they're doing? I won't tolerate gays! HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11930.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoma, you really think you can take a picture of me? Even so, you're using my phone lor!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11928-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, I used my camera and capture you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-6295162592551722804?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6295162592551722804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/doubting-my-decision.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6295162592551722804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6295162592551722804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/doubting-my-decision.html' title='Doubting my decision'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-6978813492145312266</id><published>2009-11-08T01:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T02:09:21.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flash is too strong for the first picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way how it's suppose to be at the second picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11854.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taka, thanks for helping to fix and update my computers. Finally, I dont have to fight for the computer with my brother. Phew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is first time I ever seen my dearest Zolyn precious put on eyelinner for such long hours! Hahaha, I'm kinda surprise too when I knew she is actually interested in make-up now. Make-up is fun what, though it harms skin. But come on, when you scribble ang ku kueh on other people face (NOT YOUR OWN FACE), HAHAHAH, how fun can that be right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think this is the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/BadMakeUp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye, I'm sleepy but I'm in hyper active mood now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-6978813492145312266?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/6978813492145312266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/appreciations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6978813492145312266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/6978813492145312266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/appreciations.html' title='Appreciations'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-8915197462634208528</id><published>2009-11-03T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:02:23.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went to Orchad with Melissa, Mint and three guys. Went to Fareast and saw a shoe that really caught my attention. Though I hate to see my money being spend, I really cannot resist the shoe. So finally, I bought it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm thinking that if I had $80 above in my bank, I'll go shopping to find my dream clothes. My wardrobe looks ugly because it's fill with ugly and limited clothes! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, a mofo knocked me and I dropped my camera. After I retrieved my camera, the person is gone. THE EVER FIRST TIME I DROPPED MY CAMERA. Knnbcb to the person who knocked me _l_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11776.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11788.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11791.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-8915197462634208528?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/8915197462634208528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/temptation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/8915197462634208528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/8915197462634208528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/11/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-3612754882608286447</id><published>2009-10-31T22:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:16:40.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retributions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A funny retribution happened to Yuenshin and me today. Both of us were happily gossiping about one of our big-butt friend should reshape his butt and things like this. I was wearing the so called 'High heels' and I FELL DOWN WHEN WALKING THE STAIRS (not very serious though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my hand to minimise my butt pain and people infront me looked behind.  I quickly get myself to stand up and gave those 'NOTHING HAPPENED, STOP LOOKING' look. Hahaha! It was super funny. But Yuenshin told me those people at the escalator saw and they was secretly laughing. Argh, so embarrassing. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Vivo, I was laughing all the way about how I fall and those reactions I gave. It was just way too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we reached Vivo, Yuenshin and me walked around and took photos first. And when we wanted to go off, YUENSHIN FELL DOWN. Hahahah! See, another retribution for gossiping. She laughed so loud that almost everybody around her looked at her and there is even people going up to her and asking her is she fine. I was laughing all the way and making jokes about both of us falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI, Yuenshin fell on the grass, worse than mine. Hahaha! Ok la, actually it isn't anywhere better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Leiting and her friends after going to the toilet. After some time, we bid goodbye to Leiting and one of her friend, I can't see her other two friends so I went off. I know it's rude but sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Yuenshin and me went to fool around again then follow up by dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was super ridiculous. Lastly, Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I MISS MY MUM ): She's at Shanghai now, hope she is having fun. It feels so weird not to have her around to nag me. I want her back quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-3612754882608286447?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/3612754882608286447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/retributions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/3612754882608286447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/3612754882608286447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/retributions.html' title='Retributions'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-5526598164712004501</id><published>2009-10-28T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:29:17.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>I begin to panic when I knew that I was getting back my report slip, I was really afraid that I couldn't go up to Secondary 3. I mustered my courage and peek at my result slip. SURPRISINGLY, I WAS PROMOTED TO SECONDARY  though my overall results are lousy like Ris Low's English. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't even dare to dream big for my studies because I know my own limits for it. But, it doesn't means I won't dream big for other aspects. Since I decided what I want to achieve in the future, I wouldn't let anything affect me though I know I'll be separated into different class with some of my close friends as their results are superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone tells me I have to put my studies in the first place, damn it. New life in Secondary 3, shitya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-5526598164712004501?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/5526598164712004501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/choices.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/5526598164712004501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/5526598164712004501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157845522965382839.post-1431337778556537731</id><published>2009-10-26T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:37:58.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Into One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af245/debbiehateyou/SDC11547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to those people who've too the trouble to relink me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really tired today even though I take a nap up to 7pm after my school. My eyes are closing but I want to watch television. Tomorrow is hell day but there's no school, teachers will decided whether will we be promoting to Sec 3. Omg, good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5157845522965382839-1431337778556537731?l=onefinalglance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/feeds/1431337778556537731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-into-one.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/1431337778556537731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157845522965382839/posts/default/1431337778556537731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onefinalglance.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-into-one.html' title='Back Into One'/><author><name>Debbie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01593132891439369268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YBwgNKtZzPg/TaLhCVgoMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mLwxgXi1ccs/s220/190427_10150121078177829_590707828_6327231_6876517_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
