<?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-8538672765249239761</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:06:53.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my_invisible_love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-2048647600298537368</id><published>2007-09-29T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T11:32:21.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an enjoyable time in Europe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; back from Europe for 1 week. I missed the weather there in Europe. Was very cold there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I took about 1000+ photos and i also bought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; of gifts for my friends and family. I didn't spend much there at all. (My sis was happy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Let me tell you all something!!! When i touched down at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Changi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Airport and saw my mum, I cried. I cried not because i never see my mum for long but something unpleasant happened to me when i was there in Europe. And i am not going to elaborate here. I shall let the past be gone forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My mum saw me crying and felt sad for me. So she brought me to a cruise on Thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Woa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;!!!! So touched. The cruise was only for one night. It brought us to Indonesia. Cool!!! I saw the big ocean. So nice. The cruise was actually meant for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; who like to gamble but i dun mind. I played jackpot too. I lost 20 dollar. Heart broken. We ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; in the cruise. I was having fun playing with my mum's friend daughter, she is so cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Oh by the way, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; day after i touched down in Singapore which is a Tuesday, I went to meet my dear friend Diana for shopping at Orchard. I bought a lot of things like 2 pairs of earrings and sunglasses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then following day which is a Wednesday, i had to go back to school for a meeting for the upcoming adventure race with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;committee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; and Mr Wilfred. We also have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ATC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;. After ATC, Mr Wilfred wanted us to meet at Adventure park which he wanted to teach us something. After all the teaching and climbing, I went to eat dinner with Diana at Novena KFC. After eating, we went to meet Liyana to go home together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then on  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;, i met Diana to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TTSH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; to hand in forms and after that we went shopping at novena and i bought a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hand phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; pouch and a key chain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!!! I seriously bought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.  Diana said that i should find a boyfriend who can control my spending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;... After shopping, we went to school again for meeting for the race. This time, Mr Wilfred treated us to pizza because our meeting ended late and he didn't want to starve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; who are fasting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Woa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;... I missed Singapore pizza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Today which is a Saturday 29.9.07 (the day before my mum's birthday), I went to school to give back the school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;blazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. When i reached school, I went straight to Student Affair Office to give the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;blazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; but it was closed on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!!! Super angry. So since i have nothing to do again, I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ATC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; at sport hall. My cutest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; was there. She looked super tired. Poor thing!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Muz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; have tired herself while planning for the race. I discussed the part that i am in charge in the race with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Aikim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; my partner and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Liyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; of fun there. I was laughing like mad when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Elfy&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;demonstrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; the commercial that was on TV that showed a guy with big huge muscles showing off his "matching pipe". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Hahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.... After ATC, Aikim and I were leaving 1st so we went to give back the store room keys. I was delighted to see the Student Affair Office being lighted and that showed someone was in there. I quickly knocked on the door and i saw this Mr who was in charge to collect the school blazer. Thank god!!! I gave him my blazer and went to eat with Aikim at Novena Food Court. I also bought a lipstick. Hahaha... I bought something again. Lucky  my boyfriend not there. Hahaa... My godfather bought a birthday cake for my mum's birthday. Thank u. I was thinking of a way to surprise my mum with the cake. So i waited until 12am for my mum to come back from work and i lighted the candle and open the door for her and her 1st few words were "Why never keep clothes". Hai!! I so sad. But never mind, I enjoyed the cake very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I hope all of you also have fun like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;God bless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Fiona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-2048647600298537368?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2048647600298537368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=2048647600298537368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/2048647600298537368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/2048647600298537368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-have-enjoyable-time-in-europe.html' title='I have an enjoyable time in Europe!!!'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-8906302474332839703</id><published>2007-09-02T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T06:11:21.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 2.9.07</title><content type='html'>Hey all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So super long nv blog le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u what i have done recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been crying a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!! I have been crying a lot for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i see u, I will cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why but my tears will juz roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my tears can fill up 2 large bottles of coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are so bad, u make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i... i.... I still want to see u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I will look forward to see u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i stupid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun care what others will say about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to see u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love fiona...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-8906302474332839703?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/8906302474332839703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=8906302474332839703' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/8906302474332839703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/8906302474332839703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/09/fionas-love-on-2907.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 2.9.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-3820471716899333681</id><published>2007-08-14T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:44:38.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 14.8.07</title><content type='html'>I am super stress now. Studying for exam is so stress. What the hell. My friends all reading their second time but me only 1st time. Hai... Got to go and study. Wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-3820471716899333681?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/3820471716899333681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=3820471716899333681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/3820471716899333681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/3820471716899333681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/08/fionas-love-on-14807.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 14.8.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-7540402674638531625</id><published>2007-07-31T02:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T03:06:49.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 31.7.07</title><content type='html'>YO ppl!! Today is the last day of this month and also the last day for my friends presentation. (mine was yesterday) We decicided to eat at pizza hut for no absolute reason. Well is actually Liyana who suggested to eat there because today our class end at 2 and pizza hut student meal is still available. Well i shall tell what we eat today. I ate my small bbq chicken pizza with my favourite mango fizz, liyana ate spagette, diana ate pizza, shu ling ate ice-cream and lastly, kelly ate blueberry cheesecake. My god. We love to eat. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, kelly went to meet her mum at Amk, shu ling went home, diana went to bugis to meet her mum, me and liyana went back to school. Liyana is supposed to rock climb and i rotting. But we both end up rotting at Com lab. And we saw Aikim. SO long nv see each other liao. Heheheheheehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what!!! I ran in school in the morning alone. Wahahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-7540402674638531625?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7540402674638531625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=7540402674638531625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/7540402674638531625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/7540402674638531625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-31707.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 31.7.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-2274840268917585556</id><published>2007-07-31T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T02:45:11.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-2274840268917585556?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/2274840268917585556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=2274840268917585556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/2274840268917585556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/2274840268917585556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-7694346551077555468</id><published>2007-07-28T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:19:40.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 27.6.07</title><content type='html'>Today is my presentation of HS 3053. That is my Final Year Project. I thou everything would go smoothly but i am so damn wrong. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/dry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  I dun wish to elaborate more here as it will remind me of the bad things that i really wish to forget. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Sorry!!! We did the presentation without knowing what we are presenting. Strange rite. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Why  am i always the unlucky one? &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Ppl can do their work last minute and present a very good work. Why me? &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Angry with myself. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Hai this is my life. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/sad.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  I really felt so sorry to my group members. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Man. I really feel like crying. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 Fiona &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-7694346551077555468?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/7694346551077555468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=7694346551077555468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/7694346551077555468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/7694346551077555468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-27607.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 27.6.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-571248602380904122</id><published>2007-07-28T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:17:58.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 17.6.07</title><content type='html'>Today, I switched on my computer and went online to do some research. When the webpage came out, i saw a photo of two man which one look like father and the other look like son. I thou i saw them before somewhere. Then i remember going to my friend Kimberly church and attended a talk by this American man. He told us how became a chiristian and what god has done for him. During his talk, he talked about how he became bad and murdered someone and was jailed. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; I was so shocked at 1st but i realised that there are so much that i dun know. His story was so nice that i actually sat there and listen attentively. I was nv like that in other talks. In his talk, he showed us a video about a father who did his triathlon with his son who has cerebral palsy. I saw him doing all this for his beloved son. I was so touched. They are the one who i juz saw on the webpage. I read their story and was so touched by them that i cried. Oh by the way, when i watched their video i was crying also. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; I cried so much. But is worth to cry for them. I will always support them even though i am not rich.&lt;br /&gt;                                            Fiona &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-571248602380904122?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/571248602380904122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=571248602380904122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/571248602380904122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/571248602380904122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-17607.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 17.6.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-6397796782319438302</id><published>2007-07-28T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:11:27.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 14.6.07</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl!! I am currently having my two weeks breaks but i am still busy doing my projects. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  What a break! &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/tongue.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  So happy. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/smile.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Juz now, I was arranging my planner and i found out that my tour to Europe is getting nearer. YES!!! &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;   This is my 1st time gg oversea without my mum and i am gg to europe. Man!! &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Okies! I got to end here. I have to finish my project by today. SO see ya.&lt;br /&gt;                                            Fiona &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-6397796782319438302?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6397796782319438302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=6397796782319438302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/6397796782319438302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/6397796782319438302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-14607.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 14.6.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-6781693845990044796</id><published>2007-07-28T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T01:02:08.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 6.6.07</title><content type='html'>Today was my presentation for HS3034 Community health nursing. It went on smoothly and i am so glad to get an A for it. At first, we went to a room that do not have a projector. We are a bit upset as my friend Nazrul had told the lecturer that we need a room that have projector as our presentation need it. But the lecturer forgot about it. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/dry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; As i was saying about my project, my part has a lot to say but i saw my part too late and i couldn't think of what to say. But I am still happy with my presentation as i did better than last time. Haha. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/tongue.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; And the day juz went on till 3pm which i attended a talk by hospitals nurses about sponsorships. I was playing my handphone games during the singhealth talk. They are super boring. And i decided to leave at 4pm to swim. I left the talk and reached the pool and found out that there were so many ppl there. As for me, I am a shy gal who do not dare to swim in front of so many ppl. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/blushing.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; So i decided to go back to the talk and rot there. But when i reach there i found that my seat was taken and i had to sit next to a guy from TTSH. My god. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/blink.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Haha. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/biggrin.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; When i went back, the NHG was talking. Their presentation was so much better and enjoyable. Haha. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/tongue.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; After all talks were finished, i went to the club room with my friends Nazrul and Diana. Actually we were with Hidayah and Nouf but they went to buy banana balls to eat and they were meeting us at the back gate so that Nazrul can smoke. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; After putting our bags down, Nazrul and i went to the back gate with Vin. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; We played in the club room till everyone left except me, Vin and Nazrul. Nazrul was thinking whether to swim or go gym. That was my 1st time waiting for a guy that long. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; He took about 10 mins to choose what he wants and he chose swimming. ANd then he took another 5 mins to think of what to wear for swimming. A trunk or trunk with shorts? &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/dry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Finally, he chose his trunk that is short and he wanted to change in the club room. Me and Vin was sitting near the light switch but Vin is nearer. Nazrul decided to change behind the door that is next to the switch. He told me to move but i nv, cox i told him that i will shut my eyes tight. He changed and i heard him shout. I forgot what he shout but i know he is actually shouting to Vin to switch off the light. When he change finished, Vin said he saw everything of his. I started laughing out loud. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; My god. Then Vin ask me a qns in malay that i don't understand and he said "Nvm juz say 'want'(in malay)". I actually dun understand the meaning of what he wanted me to say but i said it. And Nazrul was saying that Vin asked me whether I want dick? And i said want. My god. I was tricked. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/ohmy.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Hahaha. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; Ok then we went swimming. Nazrul was super irritating as i told him to go down 1st so that i can take off my jacket. He was saying "no u go 1st, i shy". What the hell. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; He used me to block himself so that others won't see him in his trunk. When we have swam finished, he kept asking to go up 1st so that i can block him again. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; I was super angry. But nvm. The whole day went nice and sweet for me. I really enjoyed my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             FIona &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-6781693845990044796?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/6781693845990044796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=6781693845990044796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/6781693845990044796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/6781693845990044796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-6607.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 6.6.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8538672765249239761.post-4565299668010394540</id><published>2007-07-28T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:32:43.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiona's love on 5.6.07</title><content type='html'>Today, I was having my meeting during my break. We ate and talk.&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/w00t.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  We have to rush a bit due to our presentation is on 6.6.07 which is on tomoro. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/wacko.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  My god time is running short. Luckily, we only left a few things to touch up on. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cool.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  All thanks to Peck Lu's hard work. She did a lot. She is really my hardworking class leader. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/laugh.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  I even went swimming with my friends Denise and Kelly. Well, they went an hour before me and they get the tan that i want. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/sad.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  I was having my meeting thus i went an hour later and i only swan a while only.&lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/cry.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt; However the cutest thing is that kelly is not supposed to get any more darker as warned by her mum and she still get darker. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/ph34r.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  She is now super dark going to be like Liyana. Well for me, I will still be going to swim to get the tan i want. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/tongue.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Yeepee!!! Tomoro, I going swimming with my classmate Nazrul. Hope the sun dun sleep tomoro and the rain dun work so hard. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/tongue.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Hope my presentation will go smoothly tomoro. God pls bless our group. &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;  Man!! I better get back to my work cause i dun want to rush tomoro. See you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          Fiona &lt;img class="smiley" src="http://static.netlog.com/v1.40//s/i/smil/angel.gif" alt="Smiley" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8538672765249239761-4565299668010394540?l=myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/feeds/4565299668010394540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8538672765249239761&amp;postID=4565299668010394540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/4565299668010394540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8538672765249239761/posts/default/4565299668010394540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myinvisiblelove.blogspot.com/2007/07/fionas-love-on-5607.html' title='Fiona&apos;s love on 5.6.07'/><author><name>my_invisible_love</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00826017096810487951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
