<?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-8896854471613417</id><updated>2011-12-01T04:20:44.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my safe haven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-237072921942115344</id><published>2011-12-01T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T04:20:44.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGIC CUPCAKES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-NOGOnGKAo/Ttdw04eLRfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cqHWAB_a2x0/s1600/142336560_1ca87ae910_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-NOGOnGKAo/Ttdw04eLRfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cqHWAB_a2x0/s400/142336560_1ca87ae910_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681133508765631986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!! It's been exactly 8 months since I've blogged but I have exciting new people. I was going throu&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gh a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bit of depression yesterday due to a bad things occurring one after another but I'm alright now. Well I've decided to make my baking passion come true. I will be opening an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ONLINE BAKERY&lt;/span&gt; soon and here's a sneak peak at what it's gonna like like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's not like any bakery where you choose your cupcakes or cakes and the cream and decorations are picked for you. Over here at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magic Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..you create your own magical cupcake from the cupcake to the frosting to the toppings to the size!!! Isn't that simply magical!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sneak preview of the menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step 1) Choose a cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;Lemon&lt;br /&gt;Red Velvet&lt;br /&gt;Apple&lt;br /&gt;*Gingerbread&lt;br /&gt;*Oreo&lt;br /&gt;*Chocolate eggnog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step 2) Choose your frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buttercream (Vanilla, Chocolate, *Peppermint, *Vanilla rum)&lt;br /&gt;Cream Cheese (Vanilla, Chocolate, *Orange, Lemon, Strawberry)&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Ganache ( Dark, White, *Peppermint)&lt;br /&gt;*Cookies &amp;amp; Cream Frosting&lt;br /&gt;*Bailey's Frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Step 3) List the number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;* Flavours marked with * are Deluxe items while those unmarked are Classic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Classic = $3&lt;br /&gt;1 Classic 1 Deluxe = $3.50&lt;br /&gt;2 Deluxe = $4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to cupcakes I will be selling Banana Butterscotch muffins, Chocolate Lavender tart, Key Lime Pie and Lemon Meringue Pie.&lt;br /&gt;The prices are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4" = $8&lt;br /&gt;8" = $14&lt;br /&gt;10" = $18&lt;br /&gt;12" = $20&lt;br /&gt;14" = $24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPCOMING WEBSITE:  www.magicupcakes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-237072921942115344?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/237072921942115344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=237072921942115344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/237072921942115344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/237072921942115344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2011/12/magic-cupcakes.html' title='MAGIC CUPCAKES'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-NOGOnGKAo/Ttdw04eLRfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/cqHWAB_a2x0/s72-c/142336560_1ca87ae910_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6700551343233189298</id><published>2011-03-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T05:40:13.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with all my heart and soul..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOu_5VEqriM/TYs7pZZPbQI/AAAAAAAAAko/C5IU19ynr0A/s1600/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOu_5VEqriM/TYs7pZZPbQI/AAAAAAAAAko/C5IU19ynr0A/s400/rose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587625345060662530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Words, Two Hearts, One Kiss&lt;br /&gt;by Billy Gilman Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a straight A student who knows so much&lt;br /&gt;You don't know nothin' bout love&lt;br /&gt;Well you and me make history&lt;br /&gt;There's no two hearts like us&lt;br /&gt;Well go on, pretend, you can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;Well if there's any doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me spell it out for you honey&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to miss&lt;br /&gt;The perfect combination of&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts, one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts, one kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;A heartbeats right on time&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you're holding back&lt;br /&gt;But you're the first in line&lt;br /&gt;We better catch this train waiting on the tracks&lt;br /&gt;Cause it might not come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me spell it out for you honey&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to miss&lt;br /&gt;The perfect combination of&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts, one kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words, that's it, I love you&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts that beat as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me spell it out for you honey&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to miss&lt;br /&gt;The perfect combination of&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts, one kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect combination of&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three words, two hearts, one kiss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6700551343233189298?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6700551343233189298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6700551343233189298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6700551343233189298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6700551343233189298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2011/03/with-all-my-heart-and-soul_24.html' title='with all my heart and soul..'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOu_5VEqriM/TYs7pZZPbQI/AAAAAAAAAko/C5IU19ynr0A/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1114029031147119361</id><published>2011-03-24T05:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T05:35:26.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with all my heart and soul</title><content type='html'>Back to my social life..im really looking forward to the end of school in about 6 weeks. WHen the hols come, I have lotsa projects awaiting me and I absolutely can't wait. I will also be going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Tioman&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;5D4N&lt;/span&gt; with my family in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;. In &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;, it will be &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 weeks&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colorado, USA&lt;/span&gt; with my sch peeps for studay trip. Since the lovely&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jaz, Suz and Deb&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; will be in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boston&lt;/span&gt; for summer intensive programme. I will join them after for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Party in the USA&lt;/span&gt;..never thought miley cyrus would come in handy..haha!! Anyway I'm so so so looking forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1114029031147119361?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1114029031147119361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1114029031147119361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1114029031147119361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1114029031147119361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2011/03/with-all-my-heart-and-soul.html' title='with all my heart and soul'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3448705776876503986</id><published>2011-01-22T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T17:46:40.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TTq6m1yqCvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wkogsWK1EcE/s1600/picture%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TTq6m1yqCvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wkogsWK1EcE/s400/picture%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564965466007014130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;WOW!!! I've been gone for 2 months and so so so much has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Firstly, school has begun and I guess it's going alright..i only have 2 practical classes and the rest are theory based so I'm piled with loads of assignments which I actually enjoy because researching more about dance is really interesting as supposed to just physically doing it. I also get to take more cross electives which are absoultey fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Secondly, my family from perth came down to singapore for the holidays which was awesome because I spent loads of time with them. I treasured every single moment. Seeing them reminded me of how much fun we used to have when we were kids. They are all young and don't remember much but I do, being the oldest. It's sad that my cousins don't even remember me taking care of them, feeing them, playing with them and so much more. Anywhooos on the bright side, we got a chance to hang out and just talk about regular teenage stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh gosh! I can't believe i'll be turning 21 this year. I still feel 18!!! I kinda wanna hold a party for my 21st birthday but I have no idea what to do. Gotta start planning soon i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Thirdly, AFT has definitely brought laughter to my life. All the parties, jokes, hard work has been nothing but honest fun. Peter Pan: Revamped is just 2 months away and I can't wait cos we have been working on it for SO LONG!!! In addition to that, some of us will be performing in Chapters of Love which is a Valentine's Day drama for the Children's Cancer Foundation. I love the script and my role. All this will end in March but I know that there are more adventures to come. Simply love you all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Till next time, adios amigoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TTq6xaOxchI/AAAAAAAAAkc/PgbxDgvnwww/s1600/picture%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TTq6xaOxchI/AAAAAAAAAkc/PgbxDgvnwww/s400/picture%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564965647587308050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3448705776876503986?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3448705776876503986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3448705776876503986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3448705776876503986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3448705776876503986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2011/01/2-months-hiatus.html' title='2 months hiatus'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TTq6m1yqCvI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wkogsWK1EcE/s72-c/picture%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3867096333279717132</id><published>2010-11-22T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T17:30:05.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HP7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TOpoLf5umFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dWbtum62WXU/s1600/hp7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TOpoLf5umFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dWbtum62WXU/s400/hp7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542356838184294482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome because my mom, bro and i didn't have work so mom decided that all of us should go to town as a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, we took a cab to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plaza Singapura&lt;/span&gt; and immediately went to the 7th floor aka Golden Village. We bought our tickets to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in digital which means better sound and visual quality. I was rather surprised as the tickets were the same price as the normal screening. In addition, we only purchased the tickets 3 hours before the movie, in town and yet we had seats 2nd row from the back!!! Whoohoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;delicious laksa and chilli crab toast from Toast Box for lunch&lt;/span&gt;. Tim had 2 bowls!! Then we decided to step into &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daiso&lt;/span&gt; for 5mins and I found myself a skii hat. YAY!! Mommy bought 180 Christmas presents for her music students and tons of red rugs enough to last a life time for the kitchen!! Next, we headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;John Little&lt;/span&gt; to buy "essential stuff" such as stocking up makeup and other facial products. HAHAHA!!! Tim was not anywhere near us but outside waiting for us girls..naturally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoos we were tired and had about half an hour to kill so we decided to have tea at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;High Society Cafe&lt;/span&gt;. We ordered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;iced lemon tea, marble cheese cake and a bowl of hearty curry pumpkin soup&lt;/span&gt;. It was nice to have tea in the middle of the shopping centre with the sunlight beating down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, we headed for the movie which was awesome!! For those of you who have not caught the movie, you simply have to..it has taken this family novel/movie to a whole new level. I was gripping my chair the whole time because of the level of suspense, action, laughter and tears. I can't wait to watch part 2 and find out the result of the battle because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;neither can live while the other survives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3867096333279717132?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3867096333279717132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3867096333279717132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3867096333279717132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3867096333279717132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/11/hp7.html' title='HP7'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TOpoLf5umFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/dWbtum62WXU/s72-c/hp7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2481768765487432286</id><published>2010-11-11T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:39:25.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoiRkFxwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lWxB8cRvBOo/s1600/sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;since pictures speak louder than words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;in no particular order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoiRkFxwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lWxB8cRvBOo/s1600/sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoiRkFxwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lWxB8cRvBOo/s400/sentosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486948542662402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoeN9QBNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VeSbJotav9I/s1600/surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoeN9QBNI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VeSbJotav9I/s400/surprise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486878854972626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoTRZaXEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/9cIuVYDySaw/s1600/marche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoTRZaXEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/9cIuVYDySaw/s400/marche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486690799836226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoP4BJaJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/msDlbWRZjNY/s1600/legend%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bguardians.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoP4BJaJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/msDlbWRZjNY/s400/legend%2Bof%2Bthe%2Bguardians.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486632447568018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoM_hG6yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KGDoA8xifj8/s1600/paranormal%2Bactivity%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoM_hG6yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/KGDoA8xifj8/s400/paranormal%2Bactivity%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486582921063202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoEH7dnqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PtpKEmf4zlI/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoEH7dnqI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PtpKEmf4zlI/s400/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486430560263842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoBLpZHDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aAxNHwsySy4/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoBLpZHDI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/aAxNHwsySy4/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486380018605106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyn-L9z6nI/AAAAAAAAAjI/NcgngW65Wj4/s1600/clerk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyn-L9z6nI/AAAAAAAAAjI/NcgngW65Wj4/s400/clerk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486328564640370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyn5ec-OCI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DNaFPJJMpkc/s1600/bread%2Band%2Bbutter%2Bpudding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyn5ec-OCI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DNaFPJJMpkc/s400/bread%2Band%2Bbutter%2Bpudding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486247627831330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2481768765487432286?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2481768765487432286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2481768765487432286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2481768765487432286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2481768765487432286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/11/since-pictures-speak-louder-than-words.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TNyoiRkFxwI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lWxB8cRvBOo/s72-c/sentosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7113702065502777678</id><published>2010-09-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T20:25:28.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TKFf_MyER7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Bvf-5NfsaSo/s1600/3178757768_893d5ab08e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TKFf_MyER7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Bvf-5NfsaSo/s400/3178757768_893d5ab08e_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521800157500557234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up on last monday thinking it would be a regular day. went to chong pang to do some errands and grab some lunch..then headed to northpoint to buy my grandma's birthday gift aka korean show. I'm glad she really appreciates the gift. I'm also gonna begin driving soon and hopefully with my part-time job I can save up for so many things that I have planned for. I shan't say them here as some of them are private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, dancing for YOG wasn't so bad after all, there was a point in time that I really wanted to pull out because I felt it was useless and organisation was really really bad but it all paid off. I received complimentary tickes to Universal Studios and a $10 food voucher. 100 tickets were issued to 70 of us so I got a chance to take more than 1 hence I took 3 for mommy timothy and myself :D I've been to Resorts World before and it looks completely amazing because it feels like you're in Gold Coast or something when in actual fact you're just in an island off sunny Singapore. Well &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Universal Studios&lt;/span&gt; was completely stunning. It was fillled with exhilirating rides, good food and most of all amazing structures. It was indeed an awesome trip that I will never ever forget. Mummy Roller Coasters for the win :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; frisbee&lt;/span&gt; twice with AFT..thought I would totally suck but I guess I didn't do that badly. At least I caught the frisbee a couple of times and ran like crazy. I'm glad there's running involved cos at least my stamina will increase..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight Loss here I come :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7113702065502777678?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7113702065502777678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7113702065502777678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7113702065502777678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7113702065502777678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/09/woke-up-on-last-monday-thinking-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TKFf_MyER7I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Bvf-5NfsaSo/s72-c/3178757768_893d5ab08e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7293771534833861926</id><published>2010-09-06T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:19:17.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell for saras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4XVv5J8I/AAAAAAAAAio/Vw7_WcHvuP4/s1600/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4XVv5J8I/AAAAAAAAAio/Vw7_WcHvuP4/s400/daisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513804923667032002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I can't believe it's here already. 8th september seemed so far away..although i don't know you well i will miss seeing you around, talking to you about what's new be it movies, fashion, food but most of all your company especially in a big group. well i guess it's 1 girl down..like we don't have enough girls already -.-....all the more reason to recruit more girls. oh wells. i hope your first year at college goes well, don't think toooo much bout the future, just concentrate on your foundation girl. can't wait for you to come back next year or sooner..gotta update me bout life in London. wheeee!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL THE BEST SARAS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7293771534833861926?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7293771534833861926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7293771534833861926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7293771534833861926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7293771534833861926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/09/farewell-for-saras.html' title='farewell for saras'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4XVv5J8I/AAAAAAAAAio/Vw7_WcHvuP4/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7083239110379856296</id><published>2010-09-04T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:19:48.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you too chubby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4enj47kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lczNByTWO88/s1600/swan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4enj47kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lczNByTWO88/s400/swan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513805048707608130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/michelle/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/michelle/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found myself&lt;br /&gt;I found someone&lt;br /&gt;Like no one else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found my heart&lt;br /&gt;I found it struck&lt;br /&gt;By Cupid's dart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found pure bliss&lt;br /&gt;I found heaven&lt;br /&gt;Deep in your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found my soul&lt;br /&gt;I found your love&lt;br /&gt;That made me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I found out what&lt;br /&gt;Love really means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I found you&lt;br /&gt;I found a lot&lt;br /&gt;I found true love&lt;br /&gt;With the name 'Pork Chops'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7083239110379856296?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7083239110379856296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7083239110379856296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7083239110379856296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7083239110379856296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you-too-chubby.html' title='i love you too chubby!!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TIT4enj47kI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lczNByTWO88/s72-c/swan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6146603059297771116</id><published>2010-08-22T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:57:38.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>open mic night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/THDW9ct2U0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IM7V7Ou6Rfk/s1600/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/THDW9ct2U0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IM7V7Ou6Rfk/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508138695442977602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! Biggest thanks to Roch for helping me with my new blog skin. I simply love Love LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open Mic Night &lt;/span&gt;was awesome yesterday. There was a range of performances from fun to heartfelt to entertaining and genres from pop to rnb to rock. What a talented bunch of friends I have. Kudos to Sameer and Henry as well for an awesome job at emcee-ing. Well I really needed yesterday as it has been rough for me the past few days. Thanks for cheering me up in your own different ways guys :) I can't wait for later as the gang and I will be heading down to Mediacorp for the live recording of OMG aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Moment of Glory&lt;/span&gt;. Well well i don't really feel like typing much now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6146603059297771116?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6146603059297771116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6146603059297771116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6146603059297771116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6146603059297771116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/08/open-mic-night.html' title='open mic night'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/THDW9ct2U0I/AAAAAAAAAiA/IM7V7Ou6Rfk/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-420800255192852547</id><published>2010-08-15T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:31:03.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE YOU :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TGe12bLU3KI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1beQl-eC6Fc/s1600/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TGe12bLU3KI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1beQl-eC6Fc/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505569016096545954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;much much has happened in 3 weeks. good bad happy and sad. im glad things turned out well and will continue that way :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I can't wait for rehearsals this sat..it's been awhile since I've been there and full out too.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Open Mic night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is gonna be interesting too..absolutely can't wait for everyone to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then adios amigoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-420800255192852547?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/420800255192852547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=420800255192852547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/420800255192852547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/420800255192852547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-this-picture-d.html' title='I LOVE YOU :)'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TGe12bLU3KI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1beQl-eC6Fc/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3442589412299558362</id><published>2010-08-05T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T19:10:18.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFtu4mqVflI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MdjqL4StL-A/s1600/3757523793_f5f50825f1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFtu4mqVflI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MdjqL4StL-A/s400/3757523793_f5f50825f1_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502113288493039186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To add to my misery of chronic pain and what not, a series of unfortunate events occurred to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Firstly, I had major high fever which knocked me out for 12 hours..12 HOURS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Secondly, as most of you should know by now..I won a pair of tickets to  and a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SingFest (3rd Aug)meet &amp;amp; greet session with Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt;. It was the most awesome thing ever because the line up for that day was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Katy Perry, Tokio Hotel, Wonder Girls, Orianthi and the Like&lt;/span&gt;. However however however I didn't receive the news in time..I was some 24hours late due to a series of unfortunate events. Well to begin with, I never thought I would win it because the dateline for the competition was 27th July 23:59 whereas I registered for the competition on 28th July around 2pm. Under the term &amp;amp; conditions, it said that any late entries will not be entertained. When I was registering for the competition and filling up contact details, I was asked to choose to meet the artist of my choice...after much dilemma I chose the one and only KATY PERRY!!! Once again, under the t&amp;amp;c, it said that if the artist of my choice is not available, they would have a substitute. Hence when I won both tix and katy perry, I was stunned beyond words and literally rooted to my spot. AXN emailed my winnings last friday at 4pm but I didn't read my email on friday as I was at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yog rehearsal &lt;/span&gt;the whole day. Saturday was spent at Peter Pan rehearsals followed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Alicia and Brendan's 20th bbq&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday was spent with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Saras and Colin&lt;/span&gt; at the CC having dance practice. My whole weekend was completely burned. So anyway I received 5 missed calls from an unknown number on Monday..if it were a spam or survey nobody would call back 5 times in a day. Hence I thought it was a really important person and I tried calling back but to no avail as the line was always busy or I got cut off or worse..put on hold and never being entertained for a long period of time. RAHS! I was supposed to return to them by 2pm to give them details of my guest and they were to give me details on the concert. Oh wells, I only read the mail on Wednesday morning so yeah..cried like a baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;On a brighter note, the dance performance on sunday is drawing near and I'm really excited as I think we have come a long way..long long way to go to perfection but we are doing well. we just really really need to practice practice practice :D Accompanied &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Prabs and Colin &lt;/span&gt;for their interviews yesterday and while waiting, I found a skirt which I really loved and it so so so suited the theme of our dance item. I was so psyched I just had to get it..I can imagine the whole ensemble of my costume, can't wait for the rest of the team to see it :) Well I bet all of us would look great together as well..the guys are gonna look goofy and the girls cutesy but who cares we all look good. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I can't wait for dance :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3442589412299558362?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3442589412299558362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3442589412299558362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3442589412299558362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3442589412299558362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/08/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFtu4mqVflI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MdjqL4StL-A/s72-c/3757523793_f5f50825f1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-728498616717920413</id><published>2010-08-01T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:10:07.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>surreal night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFY2OwcKK5I/AAAAAAAAAhA/tWLDfTcINOQ/s1600/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFY2OwcKK5I/AAAAAAAAAhA/tWLDfTcINOQ/s400/sunflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500643622028716946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;For the past few months, I have been feeling major chest pains whenever I wake up..it is impossible for me to stretch because the center of my chest just hurts so bad. I thought it was a muscle pull but it's the bone that hurts..I went to the doctor and the first time, the doctor said she didn't know what was wrong with me. She said it's nothing serious and I should just take painkillers. Of course! I wasn't going to accept that, I'm not gonna take medication to cure my pain temporarily. I want to cure the problem! Hence I visited another doctor and he told me that my chest tissue and cartilage and something were all inflammed..there's some medical term for it but I can't remember what it's called. To my greatest surprise, the doctor gave me the same medication as the previous doctor. I didn't even know how to react man..like how can he have figured what was wrong with me and give me the same damn medication. ARGH!!! Total waste of my money..well at least I know what's wrong with me I guess. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I was completely relieved and happy that YOG rehearsal was cancelled. All of us have been rehearsing and heading down to the floating platform every other weekday and weekend and we're all exhausted. I have also been missing a lot of Peter Pan rehearsals because of YOG rehearsals hence I headed down to the CC..I met jaz and we did some catching up. Rehearsals ended early so we just hng around loner..I was so hungry already so I bought ananas for lunch..awesome yummy food :D :D The boys went over to Saras's place to hang out while Naathan, Saras, James, Henry, Kanitha and myself went home as so i thought. Everybody went to Aston's for lunch while Kanitha and I went back..met Prabs and went back to Sembawang shopping centre for awhile and then went back to yishun. Gosh! I remember taking the 980bus 3 times in that 1 hour. Anyway..they went to game while I went back to rest for awhile before meeting jaz for Brendan's bbq. Around 7.30, I met kc and jaz at yishun mrt and we drove down to sembawang for the bbg. The fire took a damn long time to start thanks to the wonderful charcoal but all in all it was a great night spent. We had loads of food  such as fried rice, sausages, crab sticks, otah, sambal stingway, chicken wings, chips, marshmallows and last of all the drinks :) I was completely stuffed by the end of the night I swear. The best part of it all wasn't the food but the company..it was a mini IJ reunion as Ali invited some of her friends too..we were exchanging loads of stories when we were in IJ and the life after IJ and just so much more..it was so damn entertaining and fun. Thanks for that wonderful night girls :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yesterday was a mentally exhausting day cos Saras, Colin and I met up at the CC for dance practice. Naathan and Prabs tagged along as they were bored at home and love us so much they just had to see our lovely faces. Anyway dance practice was good cos we came up with costume ideas, how to start and end the dance and we have an element of surprise in the dance :) we also came up with new choreography and formations..only 10 more eights to go and we are done....then it's polish Polish POLISH!!! We have exactly 6 days to go so it's really stressful and scary but I'm sure we'll be able to pull it off. GO TEAM!! Oh crap..we still haven't figured out our team name yet..ahhhh!!! ideas anybody?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was never the way I planned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not my intention&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I got so brave, drink in hand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my discretion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm used to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna try u on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious for you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught my attention&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a girl and I liked it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of her cherry chapstick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a girl just to try it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope my boyfriend don't mind it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so wrong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It felt so right&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean I'm in love tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I kissed a girl and I liked it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I liked it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-728498616717920413?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/728498616717920413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=728498616717920413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/728498616717920413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/728498616717920413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/08/surreal-night.html' title='surreal night'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TFY2OwcKK5I/AAAAAAAAAhA/tWLDfTcINOQ/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6453488158243021474</id><published>2010-07-27T06:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:52:33.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>travel mania in Singapore</title><content type='html'>I was so excited to go for ballet class but lo and behold traffic had to await me. The bus journey from Dhoby Ghaut station to Bukit Timah shopping centre usually takes about 45mins but today it took 2 HOURS!!! Just the bus journey alone took that long, if I include walking and waiting time, that would have amounted to 2 and a half hours. AHHHH!!!! I have never taken so long to travel around Singapore all my life. This was simply ridiculous. I left school at 5.15pm and reached bukit timah shopping centre at 7.45pm so I couldn't go for class cos by the time I changed, tied my hair and entered the studio, I would only be left with 15mins of class!!! No dance teacher would ever let a student in after 5 mins what more an hour. Sighs..anywhoos I still had to stay in the 171 which would take me back to Yishun. I can't believe this means it would have taken me 3 and a half hours instead of an hour to go from Dhoby Ghaut to Yishun. To add to all the drama, my phone died on me so I had no way of contacting the dance station, mommy, prabs, jaz or mel!!!! I felt so naked but thankfully I had my laptop with me and I decided to start blogging. I was browsing through old photos and videos and I found a poem which a friend wrote to me a long time ago and this is how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;There is a girl whose name is nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;The sight of her makes me warm like a freshly baked swiss roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;She dances like a princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;which sometimes makes other girls depress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;She always has this smile that makes her look like miss smiley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;that makes her lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I think i'm a complete fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;because i look like one of those poor dogs that always drool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;She makes u go ooh la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;but hey i'm just a fella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and it is normal for me to go bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;She lively and bright like a sun flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and makes all your darkness run for cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;If there were a way i would make her mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;For God had a reason for her to be born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so that i will get to know a beautiful person before i was gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And i thank the Lord all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;without knowing her i would have lost my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmmmms. That definitely brought a smile to my face. Well thanks for that my dearest friend and i hope you've found your bright shining star :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh! It's 9.30pm now and I'm finally home, in the comfort of my own bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6453488158243021474?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6453488158243021474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6453488158243021474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6453488158243021474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6453488158243021474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/travel-mania-in-singapore.html' title='travel mania in Singapore'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3946218644949879842</id><published>2010-07-25T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:28:17.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>Gee whizz! Much has happened since I last blogged. Firstly, school has begun and it was a lot tougher than I expected it to be. My body was aching extremely especially my legs. Sleep was also another issue..oh wait..rewind..16th July at 6pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed over to my dearest &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mel&lt;/span&gt;'s house to get ready for  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Serena's mafia  21st birthday &lt;/span&gt;bash. Mel and I were super girly getting our outfits put together, make up done right and hair brushed to perfection. Mel looked smashing in her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;black cosette, high slit skirt, boots, gloves and to top it all off..a whip!! &lt;/span&gt;yes people you read me right.. a whip! Well it's mel and knowing her, she treats costume parties very seriously HAHA. Anyway we met&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; jaz &lt;/span&gt;at amk and cabbed down to Serena's chalet. Food was great, booze was awesome but the company was the best. Loads of hilarious nonsense happened but basically we all went back the next morning some at 7 and the rest at 10 plus. hurhurs! I headed home, washed up and headed back out to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;marina bay floating platform for YOG rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; from 1pm to 9pm which was darn tiring but good. I was so exhausted that instead of having lunch and dinner, I took that time to sleep hahaha. Well I met new friends and one I would never forget is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; who stands in front of me..she also shares lots of friends in common with me and we also share a lot of common traits :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;18th July (Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With only a few hours of sleep and a heavy head, I headed to the CC by 10am for dance practice which turned out to be only &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saras&lt;/span&gt; and myself. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colin &lt;/span&gt;did the most unthinkable thing which shocked me nvm it's over. Anywhooos Saras and I managed to choreograph 2 out of 4 mins of the dance. kudos girl!! :D we left at 2pm and had lunch at the kopitiam at sun plaza with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yoga and Naathan&lt;/span&gt;. Chicken rice for the win! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Prabs and Mohnish&lt;/span&gt; joined us soon after at NUS to build sets for Peter Pan musical. It was hard hard hard work but fun indeed. After a long night, Mohnish, Prabs and myself headed home while the rest went to dhoby ghaut to game. hard core baby hard core!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of school was rough for me as I was aching a lot...not only did i have to get back the routine of dancing a minimum of 3 hours a day but I was taking extra dance classes outside school. In addition, I was lacking proper sleep and I'm the kinda girl that needs her 8 hours if not I won't be able to function. Nonetheless, I feel and felt good bout school but it was just overwhelming that's all. I miss dance and I will and always love it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of dance,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; AFT &lt;/span&gt;will be having 2 upcoming dance performances. Saras said that soundwave needs a break as there have been too many performances and people are getting exhausted or parents aren't too happy bout it. Anyway I'm happy as I finally get to perform with them and we're doing a hip hop dance item. We seperately found music which we thought would be nice and coincidentally Saras, Yoga and myself picked the SAME SONG!! hahahahahaha. Dance practice with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Saras, Colin, Kanitha and KC &lt;/span&gt;have been awesome so far and I look forward to more practices with them. We can do it my fellow manequins :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;24th July (Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early on a Saturday morning but instead of going to the CC for Peter Pan rehearsals, I headed to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;marina bay floating platform for YOG rehearsals&lt;/span&gt;. Rehearsal was tiring and almost all of us were sunburnt thanks to the scorching sun. I met new friends such as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fim, Brian, Freddie, Sabrina, Janice, Jordan and Anas &lt;/span&gt;who was part of AFT. It's nice meeting people who are also dancers as we share the same passion and there's simply too much to be shared. Anas was entertaining me about how much he misses AFT and Cinderella hahahahaha...got to know stuff I never knew. LOL! Anywhoos, after rehearsal I headed back to Yishun for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Naathan's bbq&lt;/span&gt;. Once again, I met new friends but didn't really spend much time with them. I guess more can be read on Naathan's blog hurhurs. We left at 7am the next morning and went to the coffeeshop for breakfast. The ultimate discovery of the day for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Prabs, Mohnish, Yoga and Ravin. PAPER PRATA!!&lt;/span&gt; Went home, had my shower and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slept for about 2 hours then met my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dad and bro at  vivo city for lunch at marche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it was his birthday. I miss daddy to a certain extent..life is different without him but definitely not bad...just different. I love and miss you daddy *hugs* Lunch was awesome as we stuffed our faces with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;potatoes, chicken wings, sausages, rosti with salmon, rack of lamb, beer, lemon lime&amp;amp; bitters, strawberry lemonade, crepes with fruits and walnut maple ice cream and strawberry triffle. &lt;/span&gt;Oh my word! we were extremely stuffed man..soon after I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jazreel &lt;/span&gt;for a very brief period to visit her as she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;shaved her head for the children's cancer foundation&lt;/span&gt;. She looked real good and I think she looks better without hair than with hair :D Dad, Tim and I then headed to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;helix bridge and marina bay sands &lt;/span&gt;to walk around and explore the place. It was hot hot hot but fun. I felt that there were too many boutiques and no restaurants at all..well maybe it's because it's still under construction. There were simply just too many high end shops and the cheapest boutique was Charles &amp;amp; Keith!! Sheesh Lewis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26th July (Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eurasian Association&lt;/span&gt; for dance practice with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lanette &lt;/span&gt;as we will be doing a short segment on the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skinny Chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Kim will be filming the last episode of the Skinny Chef on wednesday. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Prabs&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me for rehearsal..Lanette entertained us about stuff we shouldn't have known but it was nice to know. HAHAHAHA!!! Anyway we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Cineleisure &lt;/span&gt;for lunch/dinner then caught &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;the Crazies&lt;/span&gt;. I swear such movies should only be watched at home because the story line was stupid -.- the show was basically just violent for the sake of being violent and even so it wasn't as bad as other horror films that I've seen. Nonetheless, Prabs and I had heart attacks whilst watching the movie and I was grabbing onto her hand for dear life..hurhurs!! After the movie, we sat at&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; scape&lt;/span&gt; and shared stories which was nice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel that in every friendship, the day or moment both parties are ready to open up and share intimate details of their lives, it's the most beautiful thing and lovely thing of a friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;eu te amo prubby chabs :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;oh! this is what Lanette was talking about..enjoy..heh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7V9-y0QWSGY&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3946218644949879842?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3946218644949879842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3946218644949879842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3946218644949879842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3946218644949879842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2053887677972293364</id><published>2010-07-08T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:43:45.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a long time gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TDZ-x5FLi6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/dICWZoud1UQ/s1600/2671696672_1a668126c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TDZ-x5FLi6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/dICWZoud1UQ/s400/2671696672_1a668126c0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491716191226137506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been slightly over a month since i last updated my blog and certain people are bugging me to update and threatening to remove me from bookmarks so yeah here goes my life story.... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well simply too much has happened over the past one month but basically it has been good. It's bitter sweet that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; is starting already cos I know the pressure's definitely on but at the same time I miss my classmates, juniors and most of all seniors!!! Well it's gonna be my time to graduate..yes graduate..I can't believe time's flying so fast. Anyway as I was saying..I can't wait to see the new freshies as well..Will they be better than me? Just as good? Worse? Only God knows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;On the bright side, holidays have been awesome!! Spending time with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; AFT&lt;/span&gt; has really been the ultimate social activity this hols :D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; suppers with the gang to movies and late night chats with prabs to talking nonsense with naathan to talking dance with colin to hail the almighty gandalf to meeting new and old members of AFT&lt;/span&gt;. I won't go into detail of out several outings as it would be crazy long but I'm truly thankful for everyone of you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;awwwwww *sobs sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I haven't gone for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; friday night sessions&lt;/span&gt; in church for the longest time ever. The longest thus far was when i was away in australia for a few months but even then I had reason to not be in church. I don't know..it's just been awkward, weird and most of all sad whenever I go down and see them all enjoy themselves and wonder why me Lord why me?! Well everything has its reasons and for mine I guess if such a thing didn't happen, I wouldn't have known my dearest AFT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*ponders and recalls all retarded random ridiculous moments*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh! I will be performing at the opening ceremony for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOG&lt;/span&gt; and for you people out there who still have no clue what they mean...shame on you..go find out yourself :P Anyway rehearsals have been crazy not in terms of timing but it terms of the speed the rehearsal was conducted. I mean we learnt a 10min dance in 3 hours..3 HOURS!!! who does that man?!?! Anywhoooos I love rehearsals, love the O school instructors and most of all the enthusiasm of the dancers :D OH OH!! and of course the music we're dancing to :) I simply can't wait for the next 4 weeks as we will be having rehearsals at the marina bay floating platform so we get to see the various performances, performers and floats from ALL OVER THE WORLD!!! exciting much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well hope this update has been satisfying for the people who have been bugging me *ahem ahem* till next time&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ter um grande dia pela frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2053887677972293364?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2053887677972293364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2053887677972293364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2053887677972293364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2053887677972293364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-long-time-gone.html' title='it&apos;s been a long time gone..'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/TDZ-x5FLi6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/dICWZoud1UQ/s72-c/2671696672_1a668126c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7239437923933567764</id><published>2010-05-16T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T22:22:58.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AFT!!! YEAH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S_DQ6NfweoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NcTVFYTlpx8/s1600/3970279665_28e2702272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S_DQ6NfweoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NcTVFYTlpx8/s400/3970279665_28e2702272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472103245729004162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saras: AFT!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone: YEAH...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I listened to the whole of  saturday just to get everyone's attention. Well my weekend was really tiring but awesome i must say. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Peter pan rehearsals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;started at 10 but instead of doing acting followed by choreo there was a switch in the line up hence we put on our dancing shoes first. "&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;ercalifragilisticexpialidocious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;um  diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;um  diddle diddle diddle um diddle ay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" Well i'm sure you know what we danced to..yes..we were practicing how to articulate our facial expressions. The whole experience was really fun and i know everybody enjoyed it especially the musicians. SISTER GANG!! :D After that we had lunch break which was super retarded. I shall not mention much here as I have a reputation to maintain yes? haha. Soon after we broke up to our groups to do our acting scenes then presented it to the entire group to receive comments. I absolutely loved the red indian scene..it was so so so cute and funny. Then rehearsals were over but the fun had only just begun. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Mus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and I were really hungry so I had my 2nd lunch while he had his 1st..hurhurs!! Don't underestimate me people..so anyway we headed over to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;coffee bean &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and chillaxing with him was nice. After our hearty meal it was back to jelutung to hang out and boy did people go crazy. I was just lying on the stage enjoying my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;knee and hand massage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the lovely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;prabs &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hahaha while some ppl were attempting crazy stunts and K pop dance moves. The only normal thing going around was mus and prabs singing which was really good :) Left at 5.30 to meet the rest at sembawang and yishun mrt to head to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;occ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shine awards rehearsal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was the unofficial photographer and videographer..I should get paid in the future yo. Anyway the songs shine and rehab were great choices. Shine was just inspirational and touching while rehab was upbeat and entertaining. During the 3 hours that we were there much happened but to save people's reputation including my own I shall not mention much here. All I can say is that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naathan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s "secret" has been revealed :D Cleared out at 10pm and headed what we thought was home. Most of the guys, prabs and myself headed to the park at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yishun central&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to chill. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Colin prabs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I were "star gazing" while lying on the ropes at the playground. It just made me all the more sleepy for some strange reason. At around midnight, we all headed our separate ways and I crashed immediately when my head met with the pillow. hurhurhurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday sunday sunday. Woke up from slumber at 8 to go for 10.15 mass with my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..the 2 of us were simply yawning throughout the entire mass. I don't know what he was up to but I definitely had reason to be exhausted. After mass, we met &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mummy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 1pm at &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jurong Point&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for lunch at the scrumptious &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New York, New York&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We ordered &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 bowls of cream or mushroom soup, 2 plates of Chicken Mushroom with Mozarella cheese steak, a salmon sandwich aka tortia, a basket of breaded mushrooms and 2 summer cuddle slushies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The spread was just mouth watering and the service crew were really friendly too. I don't know how the crew in Glee can afford to waste hundreds or cups throwing their slushies at each other..slushies are just the most awesome thing ever. It's not equivalent to our big gulp at 7 Eleven ya know..Tim didn't complete his steak but I did so...with my belly stickin out and belt loosened 2 inches we window shopped around Jurong Point. Headed home by 5 and as usual I was facebooking the night away..all I can conclude is AFT is mad mad crazy on facebook. Ever since I added them on facebook, I can easily have 70 plus notifications in a day or 2. HONESTLY!!! Well it's all good though cos their comments bring laughter to my life and they care a lot for each other (: Guess what! One would think that New York, New York is good enough but lo and behold...we had dinner. yes folks..dinner!! It was off to the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;coffeeshop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 9pm for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;zhi cha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as it was the only stall available on a sunday night. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Rice, vegetable soup, sambal spinach, yam basket and claypot chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was what greeted us that very evening. Once again, it was a hearty meal but I didn't eat much..my tummy just couldn't contain it all. Headed home and facebooked again as I was just too hyper which is ironic as I should be tired..I guess I was just too tired that you get high..does it make sense?!?! So anyway prabs gave me 2 missed calls to entertain me..called her back and woke her up so we started chatting for 3 hours and the nonsense gradually increased as the lameness increased as the exhaustion increased. At the end of the conversation, I gathered that prabs is really whiney when she's cranky and sounds like a little girl. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;She calls me porky which is short for pork chops as she says i eat way to much and i'm fat -.- SO..I called her blub blub which is short for blubber. HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well well. Monday is here and last night's conversation is still a blur to me as I woke up with a headache. HAHA! kidding prabs. I can't wait for 4.30pm...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SURVIVOR FINALE!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I want nobody to win cos all my favourites are outta the game. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Colby Donaldson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;was a huge disappointment in this season. What happened to the all-star from the Outback?!?! I guess we'll find out during the reunion show when &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeff Probst&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; probes for the truth..AHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7239437923933567764?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7239437923933567764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7239437923933567764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7239437923933567764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7239437923933567764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/aft-yeah.html' title='AFT!!! YEAH...'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S_DQ6NfweoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/NcTVFYTlpx8/s72-c/3970279665_28e2702272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2079614682505931765</id><published>2010-05-13T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T03:37:25.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post 111</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-vUc2OBDSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kfxRAOtVIJw/s1600/The-Last-Song-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-vUc2OBDSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kfxRAOtVIJw/s400/The-Last-Song-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470699764427328802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's my 111th post and it's also such a lovely day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and the boil in my eye has disappeared..phew! Then i played the piano for 2 hours..my fingers were initially weak but it felt stronger after that and now i'm typing faster than ever..HAHAHA!! Well decided to rest for awhile so i played tai ti with a few friends online and only won 1 game cos the speed they play at is mega mega fast!! At around 2, I left the house to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/span&gt; with Prabs. I didn't have any expectations of the movie but cried several times during the movie. It related so so so closely to my personal life it felt as if it was playing my life story especially Miley Cyrus. For all those who haven't caught the movie yet..you so should..and bring tissue too! haha. Going for Ascension Day mass later but before I leave I wanna leave a couple of videos for you guys to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zBxpcdfTZ3M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lmb-xX-Gr5A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lI9X89flglA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vG9xa8W3VpQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qb1wlfDh34I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2079614682505931765?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2079614682505931765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2079614682505931765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2079614682505931765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2079614682505931765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/post-111.html' title='post 111'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-vUc2OBDSI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kfxRAOtVIJw/s72-c/The-Last-Song-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1104307437876496364</id><published>2010-05-08T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T19:56:19.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>movie mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-YkOG3lrwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vyqupRV4ar4/s1600/roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 70px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-YkOG3lrwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vyqupRV4ar4/s400/roses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469098622268583682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been going well accept for the fact that I was down with the cough, flu and fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught 3 movies..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kick Ass, Bounty Hunter&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Backup Plan&lt;/span&gt;. I thought Kick Ass was the best and Bounty Hunter was the worst not that it wasn't good I mean I love Gerard Butler and Jennifer Aniston but the storyline was average and the movie was not worth watching in the cinema. Kick Ass rated 5 stars for me because of the effects, acting and humour. Though there were gory scenes, humour was still inserted and I definitely enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Peter Pan rehearsal &lt;/span&gt;yesterday and was surprise to see Jazreel. It has been an uber long time since the 3 of us attended rehearsals TOGETHER!!! Well we received the final cut for the script and I simply love it. It flows so much better and each character was edited to suit our personal characters which we can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, wishing all mums a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1104307437876496364?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1104307437876496364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1104307437876496364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1104307437876496364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1104307437876496364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/movie-mania.html' title='movie mania'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S-YkOG3lrwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/vyqupRV4ar4/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-383686535922395123</id><published>2010-05-02T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:08:18.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean &amp; Clear</title><content type='html'>I know if said this a million times but it's really important to Jazreel and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;Hey Family and Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Jazreel and I will be  participating in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clean &amp;amp; Clear Best friends Top Model  Competition&lt;/span&gt;. Clean &amp;amp; Clear is looking for new faces to be their  ambassadors for 1 year and this means a lot to the both of us as we are  strong advocates of Clean &amp;amp; Clear. Please vote for us fervently  as....we started the competition &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE MONTH LATE AND ONLY HAVE A MONTH  LEFT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Dateline is on 31st May 2010&lt;/span&gt;. You are entitled to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 VOTE PER DAY&lt;/span&gt;.  Do vote at least once out of the five times you visit your facebook  everyday haha. Please spread the word around to family and friends.  Thanks for the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cleanclearsingapore/profile/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://apps.facebook.com/cleanclearsingapore/profile/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With  love,&lt;br /&gt;Nicole &amp;amp; Jazreel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-383686535922395123?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/383686535922395123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=383686535922395123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/383686535922395123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/383686535922395123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/clean-clear.html' title='Clean &amp; Clear'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8479861699221551609</id><published>2010-05-02T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T18:05:11.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S94hPQF21BI/AAAAAAAAAf4/iWpAm_4RczU/s1600/beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S94hPQF21BI/AAAAAAAAAf4/iWpAm_4RczU/s400/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466843543575647250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmini Cricket! It's been ages and I'm back! well well updates on my life..i've applied for a million jobs and nobody has gotten back to me. I can only depend and pray for the last job I applied for. It's my favourite of them all and hopefully I'll get it. Maybe it's meant to be that I didn't get the rest of the jobs so that I would be able to get this one..but let's not get our hopes up to high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt; rehearsals have been awesome. I've learnt much about my role and new friendships were made. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Naathan, Saras, Prabha, Serena, Thana, Yoga, Sameer, Kanitha, Kanages, Henry, Cheryl, Sha, Mus, Shawn, "Bob Azli", Prateepan, Sathim&lt;/span&gt;. You guys are simply crazy and fun to hang out with on and off set. Oh! Jaz Mel and myself are no longer just mermaids. Due to the lack of cast, we have to double role as pirates too since they do not have a clashing role. well it all started when half of us came for rehearsal that day so I was assisting mus and sha while they were reading their lines. I was their pirates and saras felt i did a good job. whoohooo 3 cheers for nikki (: but i must say if she thought i was good, wait till jaz and mel come..they can play mean character a thousand million percent better than i do especially mel. oh my oh my..!!! Enough of that, i wouldn't wanna ruin any surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazreel, Melissa&lt;/span&gt; and myself will be heading to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phuket &lt;/span&gt;from the 29th of May till 3rd June for a chillax and girls week out. the 2 of them need it more than I do..jaz before uni commences and after her job which is hell...mel as school has been stressful as always. I can't wait for Phuket though..it will bring back memories of the past for me. I went there in dec 2008 with my family and we literally had the time of our lives. Because we were in huge groups, we jet-skied everyday for an extremely reasonable price. Snorkeled everyday to different islands as well! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty..my bro needs the com so gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios my Amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8479861699221551609?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8479861699221551609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8479861699221551609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8479861699221551609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8479861699221551609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/05/shes-back.html' title='she&apos;s back'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S94hPQF21BI/AAAAAAAAAf4/iWpAm_4RczU/s72-c/beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1346789711950855655</id><published>2010-02-07T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T01:45:30.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mermaids of never never land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S26LKeOeREI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hS9pH10lKeU/s1600-h/3687218757_cae732d18d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S26LKeOeREI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hS9pH10lKeU/s400/3687218757_cae732d18d_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435434812311487554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;This is for my lovely mermaids of the ocean of Never Neverland..we shall kill wendy kill wendy and drown her and drown her (opera style)...hahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just came back from mass and debrief for the cast and crew of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Peter Pan: Revamped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. The production is gonna be really exciting and I can't wait for rehearsals to commence. Oh gosh but girls..if you look at the mermaids costumes..it's just sea shells for the top so i guess mus was right  jaz..we have to use double-sided tape!! hahahaha. Furthermore darling Andrea here told the costume designer "we are fine with anything..we are very open people" *ahem ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Chingay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; rehearsals for the past few months have been awesome as well..I can't believe it's just 2 weeks away..I'm so excited to perform with the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Eurasian Association, CHIJ St Teresa's Convent and SJI International&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Everyone has simply been great and fun to work with. I also recently found out that 4 of my schoolmates are involved in the parade as well. It's gonna be a really great experience for all of us especially since we're in the dance/performing arts industry. Well I'm gonna head back to my assignments.. adios amigas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1346789711950855655?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1346789711950855655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1346789711950855655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1346789711950855655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1346789711950855655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/mermaids-of-never-never-land.html' title='mermaids of never never land'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/S26LKeOeREI/AAAAAAAAAfw/hS9pH10lKeU/s72-c/3687218757_cae732d18d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-370695145891891449</id><published>2010-02-01T18:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:25:54.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YO!!! THIS IS FOR YOU JASMINE NEUBRONNER!!! HAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I haven't been blogging cos of simply many reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) nothing interesting going on in my life&lt;br /&gt;2) too tired to blog&lt;br /&gt;3) too much things to do that blogging is last on my list of things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been 4 weeks of school and this semester didn't start out right cos of personal problems hence causing me to fall sick but today is gonna be the last. I'm just gonna give him time to heal and I hope he comes back. I know what I did was terrible and it was the worst thing I could ever do but I really hope he comes back cos I've never loved anyone so much before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;BTW Jas, I'm not referring to your cousin, either one, so don't get ideas..hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-370695145891891449?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/370695145891891449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=370695145891891449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/370695145891891449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/370695145891891449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2010/02/yo-this-is-for-you-jasmine-neubronner.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4326869161859488798</id><published>2009-12-08T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:42:33.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday treats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sx4fqK982hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/NJN2tNS9Cdw/s1600-h/4016495172_d4dc4f265b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sx4fqK982hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/NJN2tNS9Cdw/s400/4016495172_d4dc4f265b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412798611505076754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;PGP&lt;/span&gt; was awesome!!! PGP= Prince George's Park Residence at NUS. It was eat sleep drink talk glee repeat. Although it was only 2 days and 1 night I really did enjoy myself with them. On Sunday evening, I went for dinner at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seoul Garden&lt;/span&gt; with my family. The food was amazing and I was stuffed to the brim. My cousin Bryan and I were sharing past experiences of steamboat buffet and it was hilarious. My brother Tim and Bryan always target the meat and seafood especially the meat. ZOMG! BOYS! HAHAHA!!! Supposed to meet &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt; for a drinking session at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flaming Mangoes &lt;/span&gt;but he couldn't make it so we decided to catch a movie the next day. We watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Couples Retreat&lt;/span&gt; which was hilarious. I simply loved the movie especially the retreat concept and the venue of the place. I suppose it's somewhere in the Carribean or Maldives or Hawaiian island. It was simply breath-taking and stunning. If such a retreat exists in a place like this, I would go there with my future husband (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thanks to Mommy Timothy Kong Kong PoPo Aunty Estelle Bryan Uncle Anthony Uncle Eric and Aunty Pearlie for going to Seoul Garden (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Thanks to everyone who wished me via facebook and sms as well (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4326869161859488798?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4326869161859488798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4326869161859488798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4326869161859488798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4326869161859488798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/birthday-treats.html' title='birthday treats'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sx4fqK982hI/AAAAAAAAAfY/NJN2tNS9Cdw/s72-c/4016495172_d4dc4f265b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6836658088486000663</id><published>2009-12-03T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T04:40:58.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November to December</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It's been a week and much has certainly happened. I simply love birthdays and how coincidental is it that my 2 best friends' birthdays and mine all fall within the same month..well almost they are both november babies and I'm a december baby but we were all born in the same hospital and same year! Well coming back to birthdays, I've never planned a surprise birthday and I was about to pull it off on Jazreel Wong. The Queen of surprises. Did I succeed?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning feeling absolutely great. I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Aunty Irene&lt;/span&gt;'s place for&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt; vocals&lt;/span&gt; and today's session was more of a morale session..she was encouraging me to be more expressive and emote more song more. She also related it to dance like how movements tell a story but at the same time facial expression plays a part. After vocals, I took the train from toa payoh to boon lay (jurong point) which was a "good" 1 hour 15 mins! Headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;icing room&lt;/span&gt; to buy and design Jazreel's cake. I left jurong point at 11.50am and decided to take a direct bus to Ngee Ann Poly instead of train followed by bus. Unknowingly that was the better option. Reached&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; Ngee Ann Poly&lt;/span&gt; at about 12.45pm and met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Shan Yao, Deborah and Suzanne&lt;/span&gt; at the atrium. Apparently Debs followed my loud voice..ha ha ha -.- Anyway we walked over to the convention centre, lit the candles. I walked over to the benches where she was and covered her eyes from the back. Meanwhile Suz and Debs were walking over with the cake..funniest thing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Jaz &lt;/span&gt;was screaming "WTF! DEBORAH TAH!" Everyone was chuckling under their breath. Lo and behold, I let go of Jaz eyes and we all sang Happy Birthday and when Jaz saw me, she screamed  which is so unlike the tom-boy I know..hahaha. After cutting the cake and chit chatting, Jaz Debs Suz Shan and myself drove to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;modesto's at Elizabeth Hotel&lt;/span&gt;. Jaz, Shan and myself shared 3 pizzas ( mushroom, salmon and meat) Suz had lasagne and Debs had this pasta thing which I can't remember but it was so awesome. We were all stuffed after that but it was around 4 plus so Debs and Shan went off while Jaz Suz and I walked around &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;paragon and ion orchard&lt;/span&gt;. Crazy girls were urgent for the toilet but insisted on climbing all the way up for the nice toilets..I was practically bursting in my shorts but I guessed it paid off as the toilet was truly charming (: After much window shopping, Jaz left to novena to meet her family for dinner so Suz and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Taka's Orange Julius&lt;/span&gt; for coke float and browsing at the grocery shop. The wine selection was divine..yum yum yum! We decided to leave as I met my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom and brother &lt;/span&gt;for dinner to celebrate my birthday in advance and my brother's farewell to Sabah for Outward Bound Camp. Dinner was at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Estons&lt;/span&gt; and food was good  especially the wagyu..AMAZING!!! Went shopping and we bought lotsa movies as they were having a clearance sale. I bought &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Up 2, Make it Happen, John Tucker must die, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, The fast and the Furious Tokyo Drift, The Hottie and the Nottie&lt;/span&gt;. After a long and wonderful day, home sweet home it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home today and watched all the movies..yes ALL!! They were all good..no particular favourites nor rating in any order HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued watching some of the movies today like Harry Potter and Step Up. Around 3.30pm, I got ready for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Ballet &lt;/span&gt;Class at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Palais dance studio&lt;/span&gt;. Ballet was fun but it just proved I have much to catch up on in terms of technique and placement. After class, I met &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle Luke&lt;/span&gt; at the void deck and had a good chat. Went home for dinner and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Singapore Idol&lt;/span&gt;. I hope that Singapore would vote Tabitha and Sylvia to the finals as I think they are both truly deserving. In terms of winning the Singapore Idol title, I have seriously no clue who's gonna win as I think they are both amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Vocal class&lt;/span&gt; was different today as I sang into the michrophone. It's so different and weird to hear my own voice but I'm sure I'll get used to it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Aunty Irene&lt;/span&gt; also gave me a gift for my birthday and that was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;minus 1 track of "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;. The lyrics are meaningful and i feel the song has a great tune to it too. Once again, I relaxed at home and watched tv the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover till sunday at Mel's hostel to celebrate all 3 of our birthdays. I can't wait as I know it'll be crazy Crazy CRAZY!!! Mommy is simply amazing..she gave me a pair of flower earrings, a top, bucks for my sleepover with the girls, dinner at Seoul Garden, Lunch at Manhanttan Fish Market, massage and intends to give more!! The earrings are simply stunning as they are so me and the 2 piece top is not really me but somehow I managed to pull it off and now it's one of my favourite tops HAHA! aiyoh mommy..it truly is more than enough. Updates when I return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta LaVista Amigoes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6836658088486000663?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6836658088486000663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6836658088486000663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6836658088486000663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6836658088486000663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/12/november-to-december.html' title='November to December'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-131153392787238670</id><published>2009-11-24T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T03:15:24.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>filming at vanessa's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SwvAQyzvnsI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lDwqoK4psGo/s1600/143919712_226cf37a9e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SwvAQyzvnsI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lDwqoK4psGo/s400/143919712_226cf37a9e_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407627172337655490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HOMECO%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Aunty Irene's&lt;/span&gt; house in the morning for vocals. It was my first ever class and I did learn much..I also have loads to work on. Cabbed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanessa's&lt;/span&gt; place after that to act for her project. Met her friends&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nat&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Vera&lt;/span&gt; who were nice people. The film was about a girl seeing a cute guy in her estate and he notices her too. One day he notices her and waves at her she waves back but trips and falls then he says in this super high pitched voice "are you alright" and she gives him an OMG face. The weather was threatening to rain so we tried to hurry but we ended up filming in the rain but thank goodness it was the last scene. I was lying on the road and super wet. After filming, we all went back to Vanessa's place to chill while she editted her work. I also decided to mix &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Lady Gaga's Just Dance&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Black Eyed Pea's I gotta feeling&lt;/span&gt; for the EA's New Year's Party. Now all I need to worry about is the choreography while Vanessa works her sexy magic at mixing the songs (: Around 7 plus &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vanessa, Vera, Gus and I &lt;/span&gt;headed over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Modesto's&lt;/span&gt; which is an&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;traditional Italian wood-fired pizzas and home-made pasta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; restaurant in Orchard. Met 2 of their&lt;/span&gt; other friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Denise&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darius&lt;/span&gt; there as well. Since Vaness had a 50% voucher we whaked the menu big time. We had&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; mushroom and seafood soup, 3 pizzas (mushroom, spinach and bacon) and 3 desserts ( brownie with vanilla ice cream, strawberry ice cream with crepe and tiramisu)&lt;/span&gt;. Dinner was simply splendid. I am thinking of having dinner there with my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; mom &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; next Monday to celebrate my birthday in advance since my brother will be going to Sabah from the 1st to 10th december. It woupld also be great if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Jazreel &lt;/span&gt;could join us if she's available as it is her actual birthday. Furthermore Vanessa has an extra voucher for next Monday. 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I mentioned about them in my previous post. The performance was great but if the sound system were much much better, the performance would have been even better. After the performance, there was a buffet dinner which was delicious. We had fried rice, cereal prawns, fried chicken wings, fish with mayo, oyster sauce with vegetables, tofu and fruits. I was super satisfied. After dinner, there was much left overs hence those who stayed behind packed the food. muahahahahahaha!!! My bro was a pro at that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning and met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Ms Tan&lt;/span&gt; at my void deck to view the children's dance which I choreographed. The dance was not what I expected but nontheless those kids did a good job. Following that I had lunch at home then headed to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;EA&lt;/span&gt; for dance practice. Practice was good as I remembered all my steps for Chingay. Then we refreshed the Portugese folk dance while &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Lanette&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/span&gt; taught the Portugese dance to the Portugese people who will be taking over our place at the Chingay pre-performance. They were pretty good for the first timers (: Practice ended around 4 plus then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Humphrey, Lanette, Melissa&lt;/span&gt; and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;People's Park Complex &lt;/span&gt;for dinner. Melissa and I practically walked the entire level as we couldn't decided what to eat..after much thought we decided to buy chicken rice which was the stall right behind us! OMG! HAHAHA! The Concenciao's company was truly enjoyable. I was supposed to go home get ready and head down to Vanda's 21st party but I was really too exhausted so I just stayed home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 10.15 mass at OLSS and Father Luke Fong was celebrating it. His homily was really inspiring for me today. Went to the church canteen for lunch thereafter and headed home. I wanted to watch 2012 with my brother but he already watched it online the day before. It was a blessing in disguise as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Melissa &lt;/span&gt;called me around 2.15 to meet her in town. I met her at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;starbucks at Wheelock place&lt;/span&gt; ad chilled till 9 plus at night. We caught up on so much stuff and also met her friend&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Silas&lt;/span&gt;. It's settled. Jazreel, Melissa and I will be celebrating out 19th birthday on the 5th and 6th december by staying over at Mel's reidence at NUS. We intend to go shopping, swimming, eating, talking and of course booze booze booze (: (:&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-697601305161326364?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/697601305161326364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=697601305161326364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/697601305161326364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/697601305161326364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/long-weekend-and-shaker-fries.html' title='long weekend and shaker fries'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-586930047586447351</id><published>2009-11-19T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:08:50.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>class outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SwX6KnAN-aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/P_Z8q6lWhb0/s1600/2287876078_c3bfbddd60_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SwX6KnAN-aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/P_Z8q6lWhb0/s400/2287876078_c3bfbddd60_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406001987903682978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a bitter-sweet day for me but at least the day culminated well. Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/span&gt;, Catch Me If You Can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The first 2 were awesome awesome movies starring the one and only Leonardo DiCarprio. HSM 3 was random since I was bored and had 2 hours to kill haha. After my mini movie marathon I left for school around 3 plus for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;teacher-student conference&lt;/span&gt;. It was raining the whole day and it was freezing so it felt like I was in Australia rather than Singapore due to the cold wind haha. The conference was super depressing and the teachers had much to say. On a lighter note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheng Pin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel &lt;/span&gt;and I headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt; to get Rachel's duck neck then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Iluma&lt;/span&gt; for yoghurt which was yummy. Around 6.30 we made our way down to Novena to meet the classmates for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;steamboat&lt;/span&gt;. We went to this place called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Spicy Lady&lt;/span&gt; which has super super cheap steamboat buffet at only 15 bucks!! We whacked the food like nobody's business as we were all starving especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt; who had dance rehearsal earlier on in the day. Towards the end of the dinner &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt; wasn't feeling well due to bad combination of super super spicy soup, cold drinks, tight waist belt and eating super fast. Poor girl was in a bad state so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cynthia&lt;/span&gt; accompanied her home. Soon after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wen Yee&lt;/span&gt; joined us and we went to an ice cream parlour called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Udders&lt;/span&gt; for desert. Amazing scrumptious ice cream with a great range. I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;baileys&amp;amp;bonour&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;snickers mars honeycomb vanilla ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That double scoop was so satisfying and reasonable. Throughout steamboat and desert we were simply talking about more or less the same but oh most scandalous topic that shan't be said here..HAHAHA!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kat &lt;/span&gt;joined us shortly after..really missed that woman as we've had a couple of phone conversations but never met face to face for months!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheng Pin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Debrah&lt;/span&gt; went for drinks there after but the rest of us were tired so we went home. I would have gone for drinks cos it's been awhile since i've partied and drank hahaha. Soon soon with my girls Jaz and Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Thanks to Sze Wei, Cheng Pin, Rachel, Debrah, Cynthia, Ria, Wen Yee, Kat for making my day enjoyable and Special Thanks to Sze Wei for organising this class outing. Ban Zhang!!! hahaha (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-586930047586447351?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/586930047586447351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=586930047586447351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/586930047586447351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/586930047586447351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/class-outing.html' title='class outing'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SwX6KnAN-aI/AAAAAAAAAfI/P_Z8q6lWhb0/s72-c/2287876078_c3bfbddd60_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2562136514740323354</id><published>2009-11-18T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:18:01.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S POST 100!!! (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the past few days have been rather fruitful..I went down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Meredian&lt;/span&gt; primary school with my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt; to watch her conduct and instruct the choir. It was really nice seeing mom at work as I have never seen her handle do this before. YAY MUMMY!!! I must say she did an awesome job! There were preparing for their year-end concert on friday and I think they are prepared (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I cabbed down to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;EA for Chingay practice&lt;/span&gt; and I was the only one for turned up so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lanette&lt;/span&gt; and I just went through the routine twice then headed to Quentin's for dinner. Her treat! (: Had a good conversation with her then went over to her place..nice and cosy crib..I could easily fall asleep on that comfy couch man. Got a chance to take a look at the christmas decor and the girls rooms haha i bet they'll freak out when they find out I went in. Melissa's was the neatest since she's away in Melbourne hurhurhurs. The rooms were decorated really well too especially Melissa's doodling on the walls..what doodling woman..it's called amazing design art!!! Can you do my room too?!?! HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I headed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;DeLasalle&lt;/span&gt; primary today for choir practice as their year-end concert is also thie Friday. They are doing a collaboration with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramdis&lt;/span&gt; Choir who are a group of 20 primary schooloers from Phillippines. The Ramdis singers are simply superb with their angelic yet powerful voices and sharp and neat choreography. Love those kids because I am positive that aside from talent a lot of hard work was put into it. I also fround it very humble of them as despite their amazing talent they did not and do not want to put their videos on Youtube as they say they are not good enough!! ZOMG!!! I'm so gonna upload videos of them on Youtube hahahaha but seriously you guys should check them out. Lovely bunch of kids (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2562136514740323354?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2562136514740323354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2562136514740323354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2562136514740323354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2562136514740323354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3421448008337634791</id><published>2009-11-16T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:36:30.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>YAY!!! Exams are over and the hols have finally arrived. Exams were terrible but nothing can be done now except through prayers. Hols have been awesome so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1. Met up with Jazreel for girlfriend therapy ( sharing, gossip, manicure/pedicure, dinner) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2. Manhattan Fish Market dinner with mom and tim ( mushroom soup, peach tea, ceasar salad and seafood platter for threewas delicious except it was all deep fried so we felt guilty after that haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3. Chingay dance practice with Eurasiana dancers..really missed that bunch loads. Combined rehearsals with SJI International kids and CHIJ St Theresa's Convent girls were also great. Not bad for first practice but i'm sure our group will do well. Samba the night away ladies and lads (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Things to look forward to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;1. Dance classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Girlfriend therapy with Jazreel and Melissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Lunch with Ms Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Flamming Mangoes with Leslie on our birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Cousins from Perth coming over to Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Christmas and New Year's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3421448008337634791?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3421448008337634791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3421448008337634791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3421448008337634791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3421448008337634791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4676109369385598723</id><published>2009-11-05T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:22:05.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my prettiest friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;This was a dedication from a dear friend of mine and I thought of sharing it with you guys. It's called "to my prettiest friend" by Jason Miraz.&lt;br /&gt;Hope yall enjoy it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my prettiest friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is what I look like today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm trying not to pull out my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm trying not to show it 'cause I'm far too shy to grow it back there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's probably why I like wearing hats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's no denying I'm deferring the facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Avoiding confrontation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lacks tact in a situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Behind every line is a lesson yet to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But if you ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is overwhelming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And oh, it goes to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've so much to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wrote this for my prettiest friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who while trying not to prove that I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trying not to make all my moves in one motion and scare her away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well she can't see she's making me crazy now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't believe she knows she's amazing how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She has me holding my breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'd never guess that I'm a none such unsuitable, suited for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But if you ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is complimentery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And oh, it goes to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The moral of the story is boy loves girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so on the way that it unfolds is yet to be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that I should be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even pretty can be seen by the blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know that I cannot wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until the day we finally learn how to find each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redefining open minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if you ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is overjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's golden, it goes to show then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The ending of this song should be left alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so on 'cause the way it unfolds is yet to be told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4676109369385598723?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4676109369385598723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4676109369385598723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4676109369385598723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4676109369385598723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-prettiest-friend.html' title='to my prettiest friend'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7746144365383095097</id><published>2009-10-20T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T12:27:30.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/St4PGg_CFGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/dnhAM1SOCic/s1600-h/1090245951_35b3868897_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/St4PGg_CFGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/dnhAM1SOCic/s400/1090245951_35b3868897_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394766008244376674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kiss and Tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;One man's happiness is another man's sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Maurice was right after all..weirdest but coolest thing I've ever done..hahahahahaha!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7746144365383095097?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7746144365383095097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7746144365383095097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7746144365383095097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7746144365383095097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/kiss-and-tell-one-mans-happiness-is.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/St4PGg_CFGI/AAAAAAAAAfA/dnhAM1SOCic/s72-c/1090245951_35b3868897_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1414876810876685761</id><published>2009-10-17T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T03:21:04.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;YAY!!! I finally had my 10 hours of good sleep. It has been a super long week..let's start with tuesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Compo didn't go well at all today. Cried like mad during and after class...nobody except &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt; comforted me so I guess I really was that terrible. Oh wells...life goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY DAISY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FATHER JJ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After school today, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeh Yeh Mama Tim &lt;/span&gt;and I had dinner at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ritz Carlton&lt;/span&gt; to celebrate my grandfather's birthday. It awas an international buffet and the food was amazing. Huge spread of food and deserts and even more awesome company. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YEH YEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;After school today, I immediately rushed home and did my work especially compo and teaching. Only managed to sleep at 1am as there was simply so much to do. Well i guess it was because i caught singapore idol before that haha..i think this season has really strong singers..the arts hub is indeed becoming more vibrant and the publi is finally appreciating the various present and upcoming artists around (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;/FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dance appreciation was average as usual with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jamal&lt;/span&gt; asking us plenty of questions to set us thinking. He's more of the critical thinking kinda teacher which is what I like but not really want cos everybody's just so tired and we rather the teacher give us input rather than we facilitate the learning hurhurs. Then it was compo which was a super short class today as we just showed our pictures of sculptures to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jamal&lt;/span&gt; then danced whatever we have thought of and that was it!!! Class was only an hour so after that everyboday ate or slept or did their own thing till rehearsal came. Since &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt; couldn't come, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pam&lt;/span&gt; took over rehearsal which was super slack so it ended at 6.30pm...waited for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt; to end his rehearsal then we went to amk hub for dinner with my Mel (: We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York New York&lt;/span&gt; which was good and guess what!!   were at the table next to us..that was pure coincidence hahahaha!!! Headed home around 10.40pm then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Amanda and Chi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maurice&lt;/span&gt; called and wanted to hang out so he came over and we talked till 5 in the morning!! We were both hungry so we walked over to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;macs&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast but they didn't allow us to dine in so we had breakfast under my block. Hot cakes never tasted so good as I was hungry and having breakfast at 5 in the morning under block was kinda exciting so yeah..hahahahaha..cheap thrill (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maurice&lt;/span&gt; left at 7 as he had work and I had school but lucky bastard got a call that it was cancelled so he slept. After school, went home intending to sleep but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Maurice&lt;/span&gt; woke up not too long ago and was super bored so I decided to head out for lunch/dinner with him as our last meal was hot cakes possibly 11 hours ago hurhurs. Had the most awesomest &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;beef hor fun&lt;/span&gt; at a tiny but cosy restaurant in chinatown. Then he met his friend &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Connie&lt;/span&gt; for fish head curry at apollo in little india so he gave me a lift to school. Met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt; and had macs with him..the koko krunch mcflurry is to die for (: soon after I headed back to school for jazz. Jazz was tiring but rejuventing..I like the new routine &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lionel&lt;/span&gt; choreographed for us. Really sexy stuff yo..haha. Headed home and crashed for a good 10hours (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Headed to the EA for dance practice at 11.30am...I finally caught and remember the steps so practice was ultra enjoyable today. Went home..surfed the net and gonna take a nap now. Sweet dreams amigoes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1414876810876685761?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1414876810876685761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1414876810876685761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1414876810876685761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1414876810876685761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-i-finally-had-my-10-hours-of-good.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4417281167012954836</id><published>2009-10-11T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:19:52.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/StGxP8QXjOI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y30oDtHEM_c/s1600-h/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/StGxP8QXjOI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y30oDtHEM_c/s400/dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391285116370128098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last stretch for all of us at NAFA. 4 more weeks of school which means studying, assignments, presentations, rehearsals, performances!! busy Busy BUSY!! Went out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darren&lt;/span&gt; de-stress before this crazy mania begins. Met him at 2 at ps..had lunch at the foodcourt and ate my favourite ayam panggang (: following that we walked around the cathay and found a few cool shops. Around 4.30 we headed to the cinema to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fame&lt;/span&gt;. The storyline was really choppy as they crashed audition day to graduation day in 2 hours!!! As performing arts students, Darren and I were like what the..they only showed the performing aspect of us students..they missed out academics! Well at least they should the conflict that arts students face with parents and yada yada. The music, singing, dancing and acting was awesome but I felt the storyline was still choppy. After that we went to ps to grab a bite then craved for ice cream so we walked back to the cathay for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ben&amp;amp;jerry's&lt;/span&gt; hahaha. Ice cream was amazing as usual and the company was good too. Went home around 9. Crazy me still felt hungry so I had dinner which was not little! Then had grapes and loads of snacks which &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mummy &lt;/span&gt;bought. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Joanne and Aunty Christie&lt;/span&gt; came over for awhile and we were all snacking together hahaha. Don't know what time they left cos I was exhausted and slept at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and went for mass with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eugene and Daffy&lt;/span&gt;. Following that I met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;PJ and Christlight leaders &lt;/span&gt;for scripture rosary. This was in preparation for the upcoming confirmation camp. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emilio&lt;/span&gt; brought up the idea of having a mass fast every wednesday during lunch time as a form of prayer for the confirmants. I thought it was a great idea (: Then I had lunch at northpoint with the churchies. Had a hearty meal of laksa then went home. Studied and I guess I shall get back to my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4417281167012954836?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4417281167012954836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4417281167012954836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4417281167012954836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4417281167012954836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/fame.html' title='FAME'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/StGxP8QXjOI/AAAAAAAAAe4/Y30oDtHEM_c/s72-c/dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3913078011674360342</id><published>2009-09-27T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:43:30.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr8ztaR4FQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/uUtWMUAIPuY/s1600-h/hoegarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr8ztaR4FQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/uUtWMUAIPuY/s400/hoegarden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386080534599832834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! Caught &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Ugly Truth&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;..it's super hilarious and entertaining..all you guys and girls out there must watch it. Girls..it's sad that we're never gonna get a guy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Jerry&lt;/span&gt; even said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;boys only turn to men after marriage&lt;/span&gt;" sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chels&lt;/span&gt;' birthday today but we're gonna celebrate it this coming saturday at &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ps cafe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which is at dempsey road (: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt; and I will be celebrating our birthday at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Flamming Mangoes&lt;/span&gt;..yes i know it's 2 months away but still..we're excited as it's been almost a year since we both went there and we're looking forward to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;good food and beer&lt;/span&gt;..especially the beer.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hoegarden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all the way for me!!! (:&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3913078011674360342?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3913078011674360342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3913078011674360342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3913078011674360342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3913078011674360342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugly-truth.html' title='The Ugly Truth'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr8ztaR4FQI/AAAAAAAAAdw/uUtWMUAIPuY/s72-c/hoegarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4687707913531305747</id><published>2009-09-24T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:58:58.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr82DQD62WI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0UcqWcpi9Cg/s1600-h/movie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr82DQD62WI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0UcqWcpi9Cg/s400/movie+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386083108837316962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr82HOmc2OI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X29dSpEbjoc/s1600-h/movie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr82HOmc2OI/AAAAAAAAAeA/X29dSpEbjoc/s400/movie+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386083177164757218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr83Mr4LG2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/KPbFX0aOF4A/s1600-h/movie+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr83Mr4LG2I/AAAAAAAAAeY/KPbFX0aOF4A/s400/movie+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386084370434693986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr83TR2aarI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gJlY2jP0FF8/s1600-h/movie+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr83TR2aarI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gJlY2jP0FF8/s400/movie+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386084483707071154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick yet agin..sighs..extended my mc by one day but i'll get better soon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me for lunch then the doc. It sucks cos I've been sick at least once a month since July. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;In July, it was a seriously bad case of cough, flu, fever. In August, the worse case of food poisoning I have ever had. And now in September, it's flu and sore throat which is somewhat a contimuation of July's sickness but much less severe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs..oh wells oh a brighter note..I've already watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love You, Beth Cooper&lt;/span&gt; with my lovely &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazreel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt;. It was super funny and entertaining..kept clinging on to Jaz haahaha. I also caught&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Proposal&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;. Another hilarious movie that everyone must watch..especially if you're a Sandra Bullock fan..not everyday you get to see her play the villain. LOL! I have yet to catch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The Ugly Truth&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;Fame is a definite must watch yo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4687707913531305747?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr82DQD62WI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0UcqWcpi9Cg/s72-c/movie+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2293996200718606082</id><published>2009-09-21T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:02:51.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the climb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84Q-uD1cI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bbNShH7Rm5I/s1600-h/climb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84Q-uD1cI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bbNShH7Rm5I/s400/climb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386085543723652546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every step I'm taking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about what?s waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The struggles I'm facing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I may not know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Just keep pushing on, cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes I'm going to have to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's all about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep the faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep your faith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;you know i will always love you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2293996200718606082?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2293996200718606082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2293996200718606082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2293996200718606082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2293996200718606082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/climb.html' title='the climb'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84Q-uD1cI/AAAAAAAAAeo/bbNShH7Rm5I/s72-c/climb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8848409254900999917</id><published>2009-09-21T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:03:58.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selemat Hari Raya Adilfitri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA ADILFITRI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84bZPqJ_I/AAAAAAAAAew/eDhSTmGdg1Q/s1600-h/malay+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84bZPqJ_I/AAAAAAAAAew/eDhSTmGdg1Q/s400/malay+cakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386085722642589682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Went to church for feast day breakfast/lunch followed by sunday session with project j. Upset about some stuff but what the heck..as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;would say..if they really cared they would have called but now just f**k it. hurhurs. Had meeting till 3pm then headed home and got ready for visiting dewi's family. Reached kallang station at 6.45 and didn't know what bus to take so i thought of taking the cab but i waited for so long and nothing so &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maurice&lt;/span&gt; gave me a lift at 7.30! saved me tired legs boy..haha. Had good food and company especially watching dewi's sister's wedding videos..i wanted to cry man. It was nice seeing the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Concenciao family, Vanessa and June&lt;/span&gt; although I just saw them yesterday..hahaha.  Around 9 plus, we all bidded our farewells..good long chat with maurice then headed home by 11 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8848409254900999917?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8848409254900999917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8848409254900999917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8848409254900999917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8848409254900999917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/selemat-hari-raya-adilfitri.html' title='Selemat Hari Raya Adilfitri'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sr84bZPqJ_I/AAAAAAAAAew/eDhSTmGdg1Q/s72-c/malay+cakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1108691703321983558</id><published>2009-08-29T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:47:13.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M MISSING YOU BADLY ALL OF A SUDDEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE FEELING'S GETTING STRONGER DAY BY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCARES ME THAT' YOU'VE LOST IT ALL A LONG TIME AGO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1108691703321983558?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1108691703321983558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1108691703321983558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1108691703321983558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1108691703321983558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-missing-you-badly-all-of-sudden.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6129366639127232483</id><published>2009-08-29T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T07:43:13.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Spk-enCe7LI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ctn3s9Sin-4/s1600-h/122247277_f7589d7d92_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Spk-enCe7LI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ctn3s9Sin-4/s400/122247277_f7589d7d92_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375396325839793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;6 weeks down 1 more to go then it's 2 week tutorial break. It's only a term break but it feels like a semester cos i think we all seriously need it including the lecturers. HAHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Well well I'm looking forward to my movie with Jazreel and Melissa and sleepover at Mel's new home..NUS Hall. HAHA!!! It's gonna be awesome cos the 3 of us have been best friends for close to 5 years and we've never had a sleepover..how nice..so yeah..this is gonna be the first and we can't wait. yay yay yay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6129366639127232483?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6129366639127232483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6129366639127232483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6129366639127232483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6129366639127232483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-weeks-down-1-more-to-go-then-its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Spk-enCe7LI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ctn3s9Sin-4/s72-c/122247277_f7589d7d92_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5075186240586381396</id><published>2009-08-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:33:03.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SolpDZLgzVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bZNCaX2KtmY/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SolpDZLgzVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bZNCaX2KtmY/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370939537635724626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm finally back! I've been busy with school, assignments, rehearsals, outside performances and rehearsals. It's the 5th week of school and we all simply agree that it feels like the 5th month *faints* It's been crazy and it's only the beginning..timetable's gonna be even more hectic as time passes so I'll just appreciate and accept whatever I've got on my plate now hurhurs. 3 more weeks of school till tutorial/practice week. We still have some classes and rehearsals but at least we get a little breather before the term starts again..this time it's major exams. AHHHH!!!! I don't wanna know what semester 2 is gonna be like hahaha. As I said, just appreciate and accept whatever I have for now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5075186240586381396?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5075186240586381396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5075186240586381396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5075186240586381396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5075186240586381396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-mania.html' title='School Mania'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SolpDZLgzVI/AAAAAAAAAdg/bZNCaX2KtmY/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4891030973766049659</id><published>2009-08-04T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:56:12.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Headed to school in the morning to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Wen Yee, Rachel and Ria&lt;/span&gt;. We were discussing the points for our teaching debate..we did get some work done but girls being girls we ended up talking about loads of stuff and drifted away from work. HAHAHA! Went back home. Rested awhile and headed to Thomson to celebrate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Edward's 18th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;.People there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Greg, Leslie, Adelyn, Brenda&lt;/span&gt; and myself. We had dinner at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Part 1 Cafe &lt;/span&gt;which ambience was good and food was good too. Fish and Chips were awesome. Brenda and Adelyn had the kids meal which came with Ribena. HAHAHA!!! Leslie left halfway to club with friends -.- how nice..anyway there was loads of cam whoring with Edward's new bras given by Greg and Bren. Damn damn funny man. Soon after we decided to walk down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ice cube&lt;/span&gt; for desert. I had crepes with chocolate fudge, bananas, almonds and cookies and cream ice cream. SHIOKNESS!!! Then headed to amk to send Adelyn and Brenda off. It was only 10 plus so Greg, Edward and I decided to go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;925 coffeeshop at Yishun Central&lt;/span&gt;. Those boys can really eat man I swear..although I was full I still ate cos I couldn't just sit and watch.,.too tempting. So I ordered prawn noodle with pork ribs and finished it all. WTH RIGHT!!!! By that time it was already 1am so we headed our seperate ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; this morning on the way to mass regarding &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carnivore&lt;/span&gt;. Never knew that place existed until yesterday and didn't know they had plenty of outlets too HAHA. Well it's an all meat buffet so I thought I'd call him since he loves his meats and his money will definitely be well spent there (: I went to olss for mass and met up with the churchies like leslie, shannon, kenneth and the whole bunch of them. Then I met my mom and tim and we cabbed down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunty Bridget, Gavin and Charisa's&lt;/span&gt; place for tea. The boys were playing PS3 while the girls were just talking. After awhile I had an afternoon nap on the couch while Charisa was facebooking hahaha. Left at 6 and I cabbed down to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; EA&lt;/span&gt; for an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;appreciation dinner&lt;/span&gt; while mom and tim met another set of cousins at chomp chomp. Definitely felt like CNY visiting...hahaha. Apprecitaion dinner was awesome...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fantastic food and wine by Quentin, great music from dewi and daily fix and awesome company from my fellow dancers&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;School was tiring as usual or it was most prolly the Monday Blues. After school I met Bryan to catch up/go through the questions for the radio show. Basically &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryan&lt;/span&gt; is in NP's Mass Comm and one of his modules is Radio Production so he decided to interview me as part of his exam. We met at PS then went to Northpoint's macs for seaweed shaker fries which were awesome (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;After school, I took the bus to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ngee Ann Poly&lt;/span&gt; and had lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makan Place&lt;/span&gt;. It has been such a long time since I went to that school. My favouraite Canteen 1 will be demolished but Makan Place is thankfully even more awesome. Great variety of food, Cheap, Huge place with great colour and air-conditioned. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT TO THE MAX! Bumped into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole Pereira, Adelyn and her friends then Bryan&lt;/span&gt; came along. It was good seeing them again especially Nicole..missed her company in secondary school as her remarks in class were always dry humour. Anyway it's back to radion heatwave.com with me Bryan..hahaha..it all happened so fast. Being the interviewee was super fun but being the Radio Dj is not as easy as people think it to be. There are so much technical work to take note of but it's really really fun. If I injure myself in the future due to dance I will be a radio DJ hahahaha..anyway Bryan was an awesome host to work with as he treated me really well. Made sure I wasn't alone and had enough to eat and drink..constantly buying me food or drinks if I needed them..keeping me company when I was alone. Thanks bryan..it was really fun! (: Around 5 plus, his mom came and gave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bryan and KahMing&lt;/span&gt; a lift to Sembawang for their training then sent me back home. Along the way, Bryan's mom bought a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special sauce&lt;/span&gt; so now I know her secret ingredient for her scrumtious cooking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's all in the sauce baby..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4891030973766049659?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4891030973766049659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4891030973766049659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4891030973766049659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4891030973766049659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-therapy.html' title='Weekend Therapy'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6760617625895074308</id><published>2009-07-23T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T03:27:38.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Smg69BuVhcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_f4nqNBP8Vs/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Smg69BuVhcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_f4nqNBP8Vs/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361600176493790658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Once again I'm down with the cough, flu and fever hence I won't be going to school this week. I really hope for a speedy recovery so I can get back to school and catch up with the syllabus. I've been sick for 3 weeks now. Although it's only the first week of school, much has been completed and there's still so much more to come. I'm worried about my assignments..sighs..2nd year is no joke people..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;As I'm sick, I won't be able to perform this Sunday at Quentin's lunch buffet. On the bright side, my family gets to eat there and enjoy the food, entertainment and most of all I get to watch the dancers this time. HAHAHA!!! It's been awhile since I've watched a dance performance as I"m always the one performing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Dad's going away to Bangkok tomorrow for 2 weeks. His birthday is on Saturday so once again he is celebrating it there. 2nd consecutive year. Oh wells..going off for dinner now. Mummy's chicken stew!! yum yum (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6760617625895074308?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6760617625895074308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6760617625895074308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6760617625895074308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6760617625895074308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/blue-moon.html' title='Blue Moon'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Smg69BuVhcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/_f4nqNBP8Vs/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6593496944392663398</id><published>2009-07-20T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:46:53.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School has Begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;First day of school was tiring but not as bad as I imagined it to be..classes went well except for dance composition. Mr Jamal gave us an assignment which required plenty of procedures and required much time. There's so much to do in so little time..we have to present our choreography to him by thursday..i need prayers!!! Timetable is not as bad as last year. Everyone from year 1 to 3 has technique classes in the morning. After that will be lectures and rehearsal. I only have lectures and rehearsals on mon, wed and thurs so tues and fri are my early days. YAYNESS!!! Well..friday night is different. I signed up for jazz so I have to go back to school from 7.30pm to 9.30pm for jazz with Lionel. I miss it and can't wait to resume (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;My meeting with kat and nicole was cancelled so i'll be meeting them next tues. I'll also be having lunch with lizee after modern next tues..she was y dance jr in sec school and it's a reunion for us. hahahaha!!! Met tim at yishun mrt then headed to northpoint for lunch..subway it was for us. we ordered a footlong subway club sandwich with the cookies. scrumptious (: went home and worked on my choreo for dance comp..i hope i can do it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6593496944392663398?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6593496944392663398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6593496944392663398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6593496944392663398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6593496944392663398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-has-begun.html' title='School has Begun'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3874261579870998194</id><published>2009-07-16T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:36:43.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half=Blood Pronce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sl8ekzffm6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bi3ZCGWdw6w/s1600-h/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sl8ekzffm6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bi3ZCGWdw6w/s400/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359035699240606626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom cooked plenty of pots of chicken stew so she gave some to friends and I invited the churchies over but they couldn't make it. Anyhow Crispin came over to my place for lunch and to go through the dance steps with me. I feel much better now and confident for this weekend's performances (Orange Ribbon and Inter-Racial Inter-Religious). Crashing 4 dances in 3 hours was no joke man..everyone else had 1 week while I had 3 hours. BRAIN BLAST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;After that, I was inspired to dance more so we watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Michael Flatley's Feet of Flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;. AMAZING and SPLENDID (: This year celebrates 10 years of my love for him as I am 19 now and have admired him ever since the age of 9 hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;By that time it was 3.50pm and I really wanted to watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; so caught the 4.15pm movie with Crispin. The movie wasn't that fantastic as much details were missing and did not really connect with the 5th movie. Lotsa puppy love, snogging and definitely many dark dark moments. I must say not many of the familiar characters were in the film such as Longbottom and the rest of the gang, certain Professors, Crab and Goyle and so many more. Draco Malfoy was silent in the film but good..really good actually. Shan't talk much for those who haven't watched it yet but don't expect much in this movie..just watch with an open mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3874261579870998194?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3874261579870998194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3874261579870998194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3874261579870998194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3874261579870998194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/mom-cooked-plenty-of-pots-of-chicken.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half=Blood Pronce'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sl8ekzffm6I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bi3ZCGWdw6w/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince%285%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4093293760267937650</id><published>2009-07-12T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T05:22:11.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmbOd2EumI/AAAAAAAAAdI/8qUvYn0_JiQ/s1600-h/2779454080_116a1844ae_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmbOd2EumI/AAAAAAAAAdI/8qUvYn0_JiQ/s400/2779454080_116a1844ae_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357483904565820002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;!--Artist: Marvin Gaye + Tammi Terrell--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Listen, baby&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no mountain high&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no vally low&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need me, call me&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the day&lt;br /&gt;I set you free&lt;br /&gt;I told you&lt;br /&gt;You could always count on me&lt;br /&gt;From that day on I made a vow&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there when you want me&lt;br /&gt;Some way,some how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wind, no rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love is alive&lt;br /&gt;Way down in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Although we are miles apart&lt;br /&gt;If you ever need a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there on the double&lt;br /&gt;As fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from getting to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no mountain high enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no valley low enough&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no river wide enough&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;When you don't fall in love with someone but grow to love someone, that's when it hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4093293760267937650?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4093293760267937650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4093293760267937650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4093293760267937650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4093293760267937650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/listen-baby-aint-no-mountain-high-aint.html' title='Love'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmbOd2EumI/AAAAAAAAAdI/8qUvYn0_JiQ/s72-c/2779454080_116a1844ae_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-427476347523781580</id><published>2009-07-12T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T01:10:49.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kite Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmZ4Qh6x_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/JjZqaGQ2N8g/s1600-h/3272464881_ee84ee77ac_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmZ4Qh6x_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/JjZqaGQ2N8g/s400/3272464881_ee84ee77ac_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357482423522871282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;KITE RUNNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Heart warming movie about friendship, brotherhood and most of all Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I'm down with the flu and it sucks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Definitely most in need of warm lemon tea and movies to keep me entertained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-427476347523781580?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/427476347523781580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=427476347523781580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/427476347523781580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/427476347523781580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/kite-runner.html' title='Kite Runner'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SlmZ4Qh6x_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/JjZqaGQ2N8g/s72-c/3272464881_ee84ee77ac_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5758650424111505205</id><published>2009-07-08T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:31:58.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome movie and I don't mind watching it again. anybody?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of movies I still wanna watch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ghost of Girlfriend's past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;I Love you Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ice Age 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dance Subaru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;and much much more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't help it..movie buff here. I can even work as a movie critic. HAHA!&lt;/span&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/8896854471613417-5758650424111505205?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5758650424111505205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5758650424111505205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5758650424111505205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5758650424111505205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6085125332108912464</id><published>2009-07-01T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:33:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SkxDcnsR3QI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AIlhYMDHrW4/s1600-h/nicole1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SkxDcnsR3QI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AIlhYMDHrW4/s400/nicole1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353728216006778114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Through the Grace of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love will find its way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Trust and pray go do your best today. Leave it in the hands of the Lord"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Melissa and I met in town for some girl time..we were both sharing about our problems and i think we both helped each other not solve our problems but get our mind of stuff. Headed to mos burger at PS for a quick bite then went on a mini shopping spree. I bought 3 bras (cotton on body), a high waisted skirt (cotton on), mascara (Sasa) and a little brown bag (Alethia's blogshop). After all that shopping, we headed to ang mo kio for chicken rice and more chit chat sessions. Soon after, she met kim to have supper at serangoon gardens while I headed home. No idea how that woman can eat so much la! Well I just wanna give a big shoutout to my ladies for spending time with me and keeping me company. Appreciate al the love, care, concern and assurance. Love you all!!! (:&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/8896854471613417-6085125332108912464?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6085125332108912464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6085125332108912464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6085125332108912464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6085125332108912464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/through-grace-of-god-love-will-find-its.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SkxDcnsR3QI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AIlhYMDHrW4/s72-c/nicole1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2353932553553180129</id><published>2009-06-21T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:39:58.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurasiana Rehearsals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to the EA with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Crispin&lt;/span&gt; as usual..he had meetings of some sort while I went for rehearsal. We learnt the new dance today..the combinations were easier but definitely required much memory work. I was so proud of the girls as we managed to learn the new dance and practice it several times within 2 hours. After rehearsal, Crispin and I went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Starbucks at One Fullerton&lt;/span&gt; for the MYLN usual coffee meeting. Crispin treated me to Caramel Machiato and a ham and cheese sandwich. They had a committee meeting so I sat at another table and waited for them. When I returned, all of us were amused at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Chanel's magic tricks&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chanel is from RP and he is simply amazing at his tricks. He was sitting next to me so I was beyond amazing and splendid..I was just left speechless and in awe. I can't wait to attend his magic show for only 5 bucks!!! Soon after, I headed to church for sunset mass with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; and family. After mass, we had dinner at the macs coffeeshop. As usual, I was given almost all the food and Marcus was given all the rice. HAHAHAHAHA!!! Following that was back to the Neubronner household to slack. Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;27 dresses&lt;/span&gt; then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to the EA for rehearsal again. Ve Ann and I were early so everybody danced for 2 hours whereas we danced for 3 hours. Dancing in heels definitely caused leg aches man..haha yes I know..I'm a sucker in wearing heels. None the less, rehearsal was great and I am confident for the show. Only challenge left is getting used to the aisles at the Esplanade Concert Hall. After rehearsal, headed home and got ready for Father's day dinner. We had dinner at a chinese restaurant near Sembawang Mrt..it's called the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Dragon Phoenix&lt;/span&gt;. We had&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; shark's fin soup, spring chicken, bamboo clam, beef, garupa, noodles and almond jelly&lt;/span&gt;. SCRUM-DE-LI-YUM-CIOUS!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2353932553553180129?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2353932553553180129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2353932553553180129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2353932553553180129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2353932553553180129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/eurasiana-rehearsals.html' title='Eurasiana Rehearsals'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3057243501382304664</id><published>2009-06-19T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:04:21.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BINTAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SjtmVe3rHrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Io7Lue_Cq2U/s1600-h/horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SjtmVe3rHrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Io7Lue_Cq2U/s400/horses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348981501682458290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;BINTAN WAS SIMPLY THE BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerald Class tickets. Volleyball and lunch by the beach. Jazreel and Melissa approach army boys who just POP to play volleyball with us..after all it's 3 of us and 8 of them. The more the merrier..they seemed pretty good too. Boys rejeted cos they were going home but invited us to club with them. We go snorkeling. Come back to beach and 2 of the boys (Zander and Nicholas) invite us to bbq at their villa. They give us a lift on their bugee back to our room. We take our shower, chill and chit chat. Head over to the leisure centre for a game of carrom. Head back to the hotel to buy soft drinks for the guys cos we didn't wanna go empty handed. We meet 2 of the boys (Samuel and Nicholas) and they offer to drive us back to their villa. We reach the villa. everything seems awkward. Samuel, Zander, Alfred, Nicholas and Felix open up to us..talked and watched fighting spiders. The other boys were cooking the food. Soon after the rest of the boys decide to play drinking games as they wanted to finish their drinks before going home the next day. Jazreel, Melissa and I decide to head back to our room to grab the vodka we bought from duty free. After all 3 girls and 1 litre of vodka..sure high! Drinking games began..innocent as can be..then people started to get high..the vodka was gone super fast. Jas aka the singh was the first get high cos he was always targeted. The beers came in and the boys were gone..the dares were more serious and people aka the boys started to get more red and high. The games and dares became worse and worse. By the end of the night, everyone except Alfred, Qian Yu, Jazreel, Melissa and myself were okay. THEb GIRLS WERE BETTER THAN THE BOYS! Oh gosh! we were at their villa till 4 in the morning. Alfred, Qian Yu and Samuel were being gentlemen and they drove us back to the hotel. The next day ALL 11 of us managed to wake up at 7.30am and meet at the hotel lobby by 10am to take the shuttle bus to pasir oleh oleh. Hanged out with them one last time before they left to head back home. After they left, we girls headed to the salon. Jaz and Mel had spa treatment while I had a full mani and pedi. Cabbed back to the hotel. Dinner. Laser Quest. Nintendo Wii (Raving Rabbits and Guitar Hero). Headed back to the room. I slept while they went star gazing. The next day. Packed and had breakfast. Checked out and headed back to pasir oleh oleh. Went to salon for my spa treatment while they went for a full mani and pedi. After my spa, I went to do nail art. We were pampered queens (: Then headed to the shop to do our tattoos. After tattooing we went shopping for souvenirs. Cabbed to the terminal and home sweet home it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss Bintan, Jazreel, Melissa and honestly..the 3 of us girls miss the 8 boys. We miss all 8 of their company. No doubt were they very cheeky but they were also gentlemen. We also thank them for the company and making our first night a very enjoyable one  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Jun Jie&lt;br /&gt;Zander&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Samuel&lt;br /&gt;Felix&lt;br /&gt;Jas&lt;br /&gt;Qian Yu&lt;br /&gt;Alfred&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3057243501382304664?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3057243501382304664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3057243501382304664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3057243501382304664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3057243501382304664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/bintan.html' title='BINTAN!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SjtmVe3rHrI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Io7Lue_Cq2U/s72-c/horses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3441906017729180593</id><published>2009-06-13T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:00:21.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Instead of meeting Ms Tan on Saturday, I met her today..we had lunch at the Botak Jones at my place. We did quite alot of catching up and talked about the dance for the graduation concert. After lunch, I showed her the steps and music and she was pleased. I spent about 4 hours with her haha. Later on in the evening, I headed to church forfriday night session. I felt Jamie's presentation on Corpus Christi was really good. After session, there were updates for upcoming events. We would be going for a hike on Saturday in 2 weeks time from MacRitchie to Pierce Reservoir. The following Sunday would be a lunch gathering then 7 Sundays of sesion and from the 28th to 30th of August is a 3 day-2night retreat to prepare for the youth rally. Talk about exciting yo! Jamie wants me to do a dance for the rally..hurhurs. After session, we headed down to pat's house to hang out. Jim Bean and mixers (: We watched Kill Bill and it was so thrilling..Uma Thurman was so good in her acting. Jamie and I wanna cut a fringe now..haha! After Kill Bill, Jamie cooked Swedish meatballs and bakes potatoes as supper for us. Deliciouso babe! We ate them while watching Kill Bill 2. Marcus said there's Kill Bill 3 and 4 but it's a different cast..along the same plot I should think. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Slept at 4am and woke up at 8am..got ready and cabbed down to EA with Crispin. I had rehearsal while Humphrey and himself were giving a few RJC students a tour and history of the Eurasian community in Singapore.  Rehearsal was good today..I finally know all the steps..just gotta work on expression and performance quality now (: Following that, Crispin and I had lunch at Swenses at Parkway Parade. He had Fish and Chips while I had Grilled Fish Sambal. After our main course, he had a Colt Tower while I had Chocolate Crunch for desert. Hearty meal indeed! We walked to the bustop but it took ages to come so we cabbed home and slept all the way until the cab driver made a sudden halt and got ourselves out of our beautiful slumber. Oh wells, it didn't matter cos we were already at Khatib. Took a shower and met Marcus and family for mass. After mass, we went to the coffeeshop opposite church for dinner..duck rice with tau pok, egg and fishball. While walking back to church, Uncle Martin decided to but durians haha. They looked really good and they were cheap so I told mum about it. Soon after, Uncle Martin, Nan and Mary went home while Marcus and I went to the central to get rabbit and dog food. Then we went to the fruit shop opposite church to get durians for my mum. He sent me back and mom and I enjoyed our durians indeed. It was super super nice  and I could have eaten more if I weren't full..haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jaz and Mel at Macs? St Anthony's Feast Day Dinner? That is the question..we have an extra ticket for the feast day dinner so if nobody buys the ticke from us I would be going. If somebody buys the ticket from us, I'll meet Jaz and Mel. The meeting is to discuss whatever we have researched for our holiday. I so can't wait for Tuesday..YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3441906017729180593?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3441906017729180593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3441906017729180593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3441906017729180593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3441906017729180593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/kill-bill.html' title='Kill Bill'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4901807416164267760</id><published>2009-06-10T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:43:51.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Yesterday was simply awesome. Crispin, Tim, Mom and I cabbed down to Charcos for lunch and had the usual..the 4 of us had a good catch up session and hearty meal. Following that, Crispin treated all of us to ice cream at this ice cream parlour called seventh heaven. It is way way way better than island creamery. 70% of their ice creams contain alcohol so it was strong for me haha. We decided to try one of every flvaour but they ran out of 3 so we took 9 flavours. It was simply scrumptious..definitely will invite project j there when everyone's free. It's a good chill out place  however it's really quiet and we're really noisy..haha! Soon after we headed our seperate ways. I met Jazreel to book opur trip and...it's settled. Jazreel, Melissa and I will be going to Bintan. WHOOHOOOO!!! We were so worried we could not get vacancy. We booked the earlier ferry because the later one meant that we would reach at 2pm and we didn't wanna waster half a day so we upgraded our ferry. It's called Emerald class baby. We have to be at Tanah Merah Ferry Place by 7.30 in the morning which means getting up at 6 in the morning..boy oh boy..I haven't woken up that early in a really really long time. It doesn't matter..good time with my babes are all that matter (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4901807416164267760?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4901807416164267760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4901807416164267760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4901807416164267760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4901807416164267760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/7th-heaven.html' title='7th Heaven'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4627250643292510396</id><published>2009-06-08T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:42:54.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 18th cordelia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tim and I attended evening mass and sat with Uncle Luke and Louis. After mass, Tim and I headed down to the barbeque pit at Crispin and Cordelia's house. We truly had good food and fun. Tim and I were starving so the food tasted even better, we had chicken wings, mushrooms, sausages, beef and chicken satay, fishballs, crab sticks, potatoes and much much more. The chicken wings were the best...they were marinated uber well and tim and I had like 5 wings each. Oh man..we were stuffed to the max! Crispin has a cousin called Marcus who is the same age as my cousin also called Marcus. I think both Marcus' are adorable..looking at Crispin's cousin reminded me of my cousin..recalling the good times we had and how much I miss him. I also recall Marcus saying "Nicole! Don't go! I want Nicole. NO! I don't wanna go.." awwww..how i wish my big dear Marcus would say that to me..hahahaha. Soon after we cut the cake and headed back to the house for WORLD TOUR!!! It was awesome man..I have improved on the guitar and Tim was awesome at the drums..like wow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Mom and I headed down to the Esplanade to watch a performance at the concourse. It was a vocal performance by ITE( Simei) and they were really good. They performed 10 songs and they were very current with good choreography, control of vocals and performace quality. I truly enjoyed it. Congrads to every single one of you (: After that, I wanted to treat Mom to Haagen Das ice cream since I got my pay but she insisted on paying. We ordered a triple scoop with 2 toppings and it was scrumptious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Gonna go off for lunch with Mom, Tim and Crispin in awhile. Then head down to town to meet Jazreel to collect her passport and cash for the trip. If we really can't go to Bintan I hope we can at least go to some island offshore like Tioman or something. HAHA! We'll see how it goes..in the mean time..Melissa darling hurry come back to Singapore. Phillipines can wait for you but Jazreel and I can't :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I shall culminate the post with SWEET HOME ALABAMA! (only Tim and Cris will get it..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4627250643292510396?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4627250643292510396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4627250643292510396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4627250643292510396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4627250643292510396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-18th-cordelia.html' title='happy 18th cordelia!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3645093369169842891</id><published>2009-06-06T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:59:19.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YAY!!! Mommy is back from Malacca..she returned on friday night so tim and I had dinner with her, Father JJ, Jennifer and Cristy. It was good catching up with all of them (: We went to Char Grilled for dinner and it is officially..I broke my personal record of having western food for an entire week. Even when I was in Australia for a month I had chinese food at least 4 times a week as Aunty Gen would cook or we would est out at chinese restaurants. After dinner, we all headed back (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Woke up super early this morning and cabbed down to dunman food centre with crispin. We intended to have our breakfast there but all the shops were closed so we walked down to katong for laksa and nasi lemak. In addition, I bought kueh kueh..mhmm..yummy yum yum (: We headed back to the EA..had our breakfast there then I went for dance rehearsal whilst Crispin had an event to attend to. Rehearsal was really good today..I felt that all of us managed to learn our steps quickly and coordination has improved much. I can't wait to perform as it would be at the Esplanade Concert Hall. HUGE YALL HUGE!!! Dressing rooms are awesome too. Then Lanette broke out the most awesome news..our makeup would be dine by MAC. Like hello..it's like the most awesome makeup ever..*grins from sea to sea* Later on in the evening, mom tim and I headed for a baptism party at Joanne's house. On the way there, we saw marcus, uncle martin and nan. Love's new hairstyle had rather positive comments from mom, tim, angela and aunty cristy hahaha. Coming back to the baptism, kristin was soooooooo cute. ahhhhhh!!! I had a good time catching up with Angela too..haven't seen her in donkey months ahahaha. Joanne's sister can really play the piano too..loved the repetoire and her style of playing (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Well nothing much has been planned out for today except for evening mass at st anthony's with mom, tim and myself followed by Cordelia's bbq. YAY! Can't wait..(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3645093369169842891?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3645093369169842891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3645093369169842891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3645093369169842891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3645093369169842891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-yay-mommy-is-back-from-malacca.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3689115344013691870</id><published>2009-06-04T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T07:23:22.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatroom Chix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SifYyL9rynI/AAAAAAAAAco/KSA5Y-YMgcw/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SifYyL9rynI/AAAAAAAAAco/KSA5Y-YMgcw/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343477839614954098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;It's thursday which means filming is over..i'll miss being on set, the good and bad girls especially the good. They're really nice and friendly people..can't wait to see them on the show haha. Well i'm tired and i'm gonna sleep soon. I miss mummy and marcus.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3689115344013691870?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3689115344013691870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3689115344013691870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3689115344013691870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3689115344013691870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/chatroom-chix.html' title='Chatroom Chix'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SifYyL9rynI/AAAAAAAAAco/KSA5Y-YMgcw/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8741632500654796106</id><published>2009-06-01T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:59:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights. Camera. Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Just Beer was great! It is a nice cosy place to enjoy good company, food and most of all the beer. Dennis simply appreciates beer from all over the world and I can't wait to take marcus there once he's done with his exams. Flaming Mangoos is nearer to home but it's more of a restaurant which offers good beer whereas Just Beer is literally Just Beer..the names says it all doesn't it..haha..and  i'm positive love will appreciate that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Woke up at 7 today to be at Sentosa by 9..all of us thought it was a dance photoshoot for an aussie dance magazine but it was actually filming for an australian tv series. It's called chatroom chix and they are filming in Australia, Singapore and Germany hence it will also be broadcasted in these 3 countries. I bet it'll be on okto..LOL! Well we were filming under the sweltering hot sun for 8 hours and now i'm tanned and red -.- anyway i'm paid so i don't mind haha. After the director called it a wrap, the dancers headed to vivo city for starbucks and window shopping. Forever 21 has good clothes on sale now..wheeee!!! After that, sze and I headed home as we had a long commute and we were tired..i have no idea how the rest managed to continue shopping man. Strong women..haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Call time is at 2.15pm today so I get to relax in the morning..I wonder which scenes we're gonna shoot today. Mom left for Malacca and I already miss her ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8741632500654796106?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8741632500654796106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8741632500654796106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8741632500654796106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8741632500654796106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/06/lights-camera-action.html' title='Lights. Camera. Action!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-669850388366688571</id><published>2009-05-30T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:12:52.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome weekend..</title><content type='html'>I completed my Singapore Arts Scene (Music) module and it has been great so for. I can't believe time flew by so fast..first I was selecting the module then paying for the module then anticipating class to begin then enjoying class while it lasts and now it's all over. I've gotten an A for all my assignments so I'm extremely proud of myself..HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Crispin&lt;/span&gt; had to head down to the EA for a meeting so his parents offered me a lift to the EA as well. Dance practice was fast today as I didn't come last week..I had to recall the footwork and also learn the arms and skirt movement. Boy was my brain gonna explode..anyway rehearsal still went well. Lanette handed out our upcoming performances and the schedule. It's sad that I won't be able to come for 2 of the performances as I'll be in KL for the Tari festival. After rehearsal, I waited an hour for Crispin then had lunch at Quentin's with him. That boy psychoed me to have a glass of wine with him so we did in the middle of the afternoon! We were alright when we were sitting and talking but when we got up ur heads started spinning..it was mad i tell you..Our drinks were spiked! hahaha. I'm never drinking wine so early ever again! Then he went for another function at the EA while I headed home then went for sunset mass with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;tim, glen, marcus and his family.&lt;/span&gt; Tim and Glen headed off for dinner then pesach whereas I followed Marcus and family to safra to celebrate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Louis' sweet sixteen&lt;/span&gt;. We had dinner at Eatzi Steakhouse and Bistro..which is exactly like Jack's Place..if I'm not wrong it is Jack's Place! Food was awesome and the company was even more awesome. I like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Alethia's pink tube&lt;/span&gt; haha..bimbo moment. Louis birthday cake was in the shape of an electric guitar. ROCK ON BABE! haha. After that we all chilled at the Neubronner's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up not too long ago and intend to slack the whole day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Mom, Tim and I&lt;/span&gt; will be meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Eric and Aunty Pearlie&lt;/span&gt; at Just Beer which is a restaurant and pub owned by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Dennis and Jac&lt;/span&gt;. I can't wait to go there for dinner tonight (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mon to Thur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dance photoshoot at sentosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Tue to Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mom going to Malacca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-669850388366688571?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/669850388366688571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=669850388366688571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/669850388366688571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/669850388366688571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome-weekend.html' title='Awesome weekend..'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7617872250239385127</id><published>2009-05-26T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:27:01.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esplanade Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Mom went for operation this morning..it went well but she feels rather groggy now. She's resting in the hospital and will come home later on in the evening/night. We had a field trip for SAS music today..we went for a tour of the esplanade. It was alright because I got to know more about the theatre and other features but I feel that it could have been more elaborate..I mean we paid $8 for it and I felt it wasn't worth the price..it was maybe worth only 5. Anyway after the tour, Mr Lim treated the whole class to Haagen Das ice cream. Yummy yum yum (: Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kai Ming, Charlotte, James, Shou Yi, Ren Xin and myself&lt;/span&gt; headed to the Hong Kong cafe at Marina Square for lunch. It was a good meal with even better companionship. Since Rem Xin and SHou Yi will be heading to KL to meet Ren Xin's family, The rest of the class decided to go for a short trip to KL as well haha. I may go with them too! (: we'll see how things go..soon after we all headed our seperate ways. I'm doing my assignment to be handed in tomorrow..it's a review on today's field trip and I have much to pen down. I hope I can finish before dinner..I want mommy to come home now. I miss her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7617872250239385127?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7617872250239385127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7617872250239385127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7617872250239385127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7617872250239385127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/esplanade-field-trip.html' title='Esplanade Field Trip'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3522847726762588346</id><published>2009-05-25T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:18:55.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels and Demons and Steamboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShpT5orkzsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BaJMWjUy95Q/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShpT5orkzsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BaJMWjUy95Q/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339672557838978754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jazreel today for some girl time..met her at J8 and we had lunch at pastamania. We sat at the same place she and mel first met marcus hahaha. After a good lunch we felt like heading home to sleep but at the same time we wanted to hang out so badly so we tried to keep our eyes open like real real real big while window shopping and then she decided to come up with the brilliant idea of watching a movie. Both of us were like.."really? i bet we'll fall asleep no matter how thrilling the movie is man..hahaha" because we were both running late we headed down to the cathay at amk hub to catch the 2pm show of angels and demons. We got the couple seats haha..it was so comfortable (: My oh my!  we were so wrong cos we were so so so awake during and after the movie man..it was such a thriller. I was literally clasping on to her at the "moments"..those who watched it will understand how i feel so yeah..haha. Awesome movie that I wouldn't mind watching again!! After the movie, I met marcus and his family at olss for sunset mass. Then we headed for dinner at the coffeeshop opposite church...went back to marcus' place and hung out will 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning around 9 plus which is considered late cos i needed to complete my assignment by like 2.30pm. My assignment was on Cultural Medallion Award recipient Jeremy Monteiro. I think he's simply an amazing guy with much accomplishment which is why i decided to do a write up about him. I finally completed my assignment at around 2pm..got ready and cabbed down to Victoria Concert Hall for a perfomance I had to report on. It was put up by the Singapore Symphony Orchestra. The pieces they played were not as bad as I thought it would be..rather catchy but at times slow but I still managed to stay awake hehe. After the concert I went for steamboat at thomson road with marcus and his family. This was to celebrate his birthday. I thought we all did a good job cos it was a buffet and we ate like there was no tomorrow. Uncle Martin was surprised that I had an appetite cos I usually don't eat so much in front of them but I was really hungry yesterday and it was "eat as much as you want for $21++" so what the heck..i just whack la! hur hur hur hurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for class today and got back last week's assignment..i didn't do so well so this means i gotta ace the next 2 assignments in order to ace this module. This isn't so easy cos the first 3 assignments were reserach-based whereas the next 2 are "watch a concert  and go to the esplanade for a tour and write a review" oh well. If i don't get an A i guess B is good but A would be best. Anyway headed home after class..slacked all the way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;There are a couple of movies I wanna watch that are out now such as Night at the Museum 2, Ghost of my girlfriend's past, the Conspiracy, Dancing Subaru and a couple of others which i missed. I guess i'll get the dvd when they come out. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3522847726762588346?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3522847726762588346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3522847726762588346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3522847726762588346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3522847726762588346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/angels-and-demons-and-steamboat.html' title='Angels and Demons and Steamboat'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShpT5orkzsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BaJMWjUy95Q/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5175796346983044597</id><published>2009-05-22T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:32:41.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it was around 2.30am and i received a call from marcus.."hey! i'm home already? so.." and the conversation continued. i thought that was rather sweet of him to call me and tell me he's home and ask me how i was..etc it was actually a very nice conversation despite it being so so early haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended class in the morning and Mr Lim gave us back our assignments. Lo and behold..i had 18/20!! i was extremely relieved and happy for the good results haha..inspiration to continue working hard (: anyway after class i had lunch and headed down to I Models International for a tv commercial interview. I got the job as a model there but i'm gonna reject it. After the interview, i felt like going on a shopping spree..first stop cotton on. Out of the several clothes i tried, i bought a high-waist skirt and a blouse. Then i bought a $30 ring from perlini's silver..it looks super gorgeous and it doesn't look cheap! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and went to church..crispin actually thought it was a 3 carat rock! haha how realistic can this get and when i told him the truth he was like..oh good! i know where to get my presents for girls now haha. Sebas and Roch thought I was engaged..!!! Oh people..how i wish so..lalalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After session, the rest went to macs coffeeshop to chill whereas adel, sebas, jr, crispin and i headed home. I went to crispin's house cos i needed to use the internet..a little guitar hero  and a little chilling time hahaha. Crispin and I were hungry so we cabbed down to char grill for an extremely late dinner. Takashi mushroom soup for starters, char grill chicken and pork sausages for the main course. He had ice barley whereas a bottle of henieken it was for me (: Talked till about 3 and headed home. It was good spending time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up not too long ago..i'm gonna meet jazreel at J8 for girl time then head to olss for sunset mass followed by dinner with marcus and his family. I hope there's still time to complete my music assignment. I shall bereport on recently awarded cultural medallion award winner and my personal idol- Iskandar Ismail. Simply love that guy.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5175796346983044597?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5175796346983044597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5175796346983044597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5175796346983044597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5175796346983044597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8675619946855948137</id><published>2009-05-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T06:42:14.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week and HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and headed for Singapore Arts Scene Music class. My teacher is one heck of a guy man..he's quirky and sarcastic but I actually like him..his sarcasm is what makes us pay attention in class. LOL! We have 5 assignments to complete..each comprising of an essay due every lesson. I am never ever taking extra modules ever man..ever! Anywhoos the whole of today was spent at home relaxing and researching for my report. We had to do a write-up on a musical group in Singapore so I chose the Singapore Symphony Chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I went down to St Joseph's Church (Victoria Street) for our second pipe organ lesson with Father Christov. It was a good lesson and I learnt much from it (: Then we headed to bugis junction for lunch. Soon after it was off to bugis street night market to buy marcus' birthday gift. I intended to customise a cap for him with his name..I even had the design on a piece of paper. It took me weeks by the way..hunted high and low for the shop which i sourced for online. However the shop changed so I could not customise the cap hence I had to buy one off the rack. I was terribly disappointed but oh wells..when i find the shop i'll get it done for him haha. Cabbed home with mom thereafter. I was in the midst of my report when the migrain came. It's terrible to do a report with a migrain and menstrual cramps. Oh well..i completed it..rested awhile and then cabbed down to my grandparents place with tim. The 4 of us had dinner at a german restaurant at Jalan Leban called Bavaria's Haus. Freaking awesome good food and beer..muahahahaha.I wish I were in Germany now..i'll go berserk with the beer man..marcus said it's only 50cents but that huge huge mug!!! Marcus and I are waiting for either of us to strike the big one then we'll go to Europe. whooohoooo!!! Anyway back to dinner..we had soups for starters..pork knuckles, ribs and steak for main course..apple strudel, apple crumble and chocolate hot fudge brownie for desert. Was it awesome or what..I was so full I could not move a muscle man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for SAS Music today..class was rather interesting..I learnt much facts about the real world in the arts industry. I'm starting to like Mr Lim more and more..hurhurs. Had lunch and went to the library to do research for my next assignment..waited for marcus to call but he didn't so i went home first. Rested at home then headed to church to attend mass with his family. After mass, we headed back to his place and waited for the churchies to arrive. At around 10, we met them at the coffeeshop near marcus place and chilled. At the stroke of midnight, we took out the moscato and strudel while the unsuspecting marcus was on the phone. Then when he came we sang him a birthday song..lo and behold i saw a little pool of tears well up in his eyes..awwww!!! Then we dug into the strudel and moscato and continued chatting till 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you baby (:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShTU8eXDGYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_bF6SycbY7Q/s1600-h/3523214642_fd0fc3f18f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShTU8eXDGYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_bF6SycbY7Q/s400/3523214642_fd0fc3f18f_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338125593747855746" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                   HAPPY 23rd BIRTHDAY LOVE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today other than completing my second assignment for SAS music followed by watching american idol twice and talking to marcus 7 times haha..seriously..we were both too lazy and tired to go out so we spent the whole of today at home and i think he was bored too so he called me at least 7 times haha. his group of friends from school will be meeting up to play basketball followed by barbeque and drinking tomorrow..partners were invited too but i would be the only one going cos the rest can't make it hence i told marcus i won't be going cos i'll be so outstanding plus i'll be the youngest!!! hahahaha. but now to think of it..i have absolutely nothing planned the second half of the day and i wouldn't mind going however i can't cos marcus needed to tell john by this afternoon. oh wells...i'll figure something out as always. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8675619946855948137?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8675619946855948137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8675619946855948137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8675619946855948137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8675619946855948137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-week-and-happy-birthday-baby.html' title='busy week and HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/ShTU8eXDGYI/AAAAAAAAAcY/_bF6SycbY7Q/s72-c/3523214642_fd0fc3f18f_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7968495291109149535</id><published>2009-05-16T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:20:18.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Aunty Karen and Aunty Mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's session was really good. Jamie's input about love was amazing. Go to chels' blog for a better understanding because I'm not as expressive as she is. After session, the churchies had supper at the usual syed's and then we headed to crispin's house to play guitar hero and american idol. It was awesome to the max though I was really sleepy as I woke up at 7.30 in the morning. We played till 3 plus in the morning so by the time I headed home and crashed it was 4 in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...woke up at 8.45am, quickly got ready and cabbed down to the Eurasian Association with Crispin. He had a meeting while I had dance rehearsal for Eurasiana the musical tribute. It's Singapore's first-ever Eurasian musical.. with performers such as Jeremy and Claressa Monteiro, Don Richmond, Brian Richmond, Eunice Olsen, Andrea De Cruz and many many more..i'm pretty excited about it. Rehersal went well and I met new friends (: After rehersal I was super hungry so I went down to Quentins for lunch. I spotted my grandpa there so I joined him and his 2 friends for lunch. It was nice meeting them but my fish and chips were nicer..hahaha i'm totally kidding! Grandpa gave me a lift home and we had a good chat in the car. Tim and I will be having dinner with my grandparents on tuesday night..i can't wait..hahaha. I attended sunset mass with marcus and his family then we headed to zone 400 plus for dinner which was totally awesome. The beef was just really really good..i'll recommend it to my family soon haha. Soon after, marcus and I headed to Aunty Vanessa's place to celebrate Aunty Karen and Aunty Mal's birthday. There were fantastic food, krazy karaoke, jovial jamming sessions and the mad mad mad mahjong. What started off as "just for fun" ended with addiction. What am i talking about?! Of course..the one and only mad mad mad mahjong! I wanna play mahjong, guitar hero, world tour and american idol now. OH MY GOSH! We stayed till 3 in the morning and i knocked out by 3.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sg-ewztmXLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eSxqaR4-Oww/s1600-h/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sg-ewztmXLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eSxqaR4-Oww/s400/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336658644809702578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNTY MAL AND AUNTY KAREN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't the cake look scrumptious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I slept the whole day..I woke up for lunch and facebook and then i went straight back to sleep. HAHA! mom called at 6.50 to wake me up and get ready cos we were going for a family dinner. We headed to flaming mangoos at jalan malu malu (: The food was simply mouth watering and we are all stuffed. I just had my period this morning so cramps are major..I need jazreel now because the both of us have major cramps and back aches during our period. It's depressing..but we understand each other's agony during this period of time and I am thankful for her (: Mel sucks and she knows that..she doesn't have cramps at all. Boo her! Jaz and I are constantly teasing her that when we are pregnant we can tolerate the pain whereas mel can't because she has never experienced menstrual cramps and pms moments. LOL! We'll just have to wait and see but ultimately she knows we love her..all 3 of us love each other so yeah..it's called tough love baby! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7968495291109149535?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7968495291109149535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7968495291109149535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7968495291109149535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7968495291109149535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-todays-session-was-really-good.html' title='Happy Birthday Aunty Karen and Aunty Mal'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sg-ewztmXLI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/eSxqaR4-Oww/s72-c/3115058313_5751acf659_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4685241110864601514</id><published>2009-05-10T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T04:59:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>WOW!! Much has happened the past week but to cut a long story short. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazreel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; have been really awesome friends..whenever I needed a shoulder to cry on..words of comfort..they were there for me. That's what bestfriends are for truly. I appreciate every single thing that they have done and cannot ask for anything more. Love you babes dearly! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; and I talked things out too so we're doing good (: It's just sad and frustrating at times when i wanna talk things out but i don't get a response..i literally receive silence and i'm clueless at what to do next. I was reading alethia's blog and what she says is absolutely true. This is what she said.." Then love and I had such a huge quarrell which saw us both almost breaking up and losing all that we had. Everytime we tell ourselves to sit down and piece things together, it gets worse and worse and the arguments get bigger and bigger". It's so true cos when you bring something up, other problems derive from it and the matter gets blown up so it's a do or die position. You either solve it all together and life goes on or you crumble and lose the person you love so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the holidays are officially here and I have much to do such as practice piano..get a part time job..learn driving..and of course have fun too! Jazreel, Melissa and I are scheduling a Bintan trip in late june as well..not too sure yet but i'm pretty sure it's on. YEAH! Well i gotta get ready soon..going to ubin seafood restaurant at sinmin. yummy yummy yummy..i can't wait. Here's a big shoutout from me to all mothers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4685241110864601514?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4685241110864601514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4685241110864601514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4685241110864601514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4685241110864601514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6125766461616268666</id><published>2009-05-04T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:34:30.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning feeling rather excited because though it's a monday..it's a holiday!! haha I went to school for rehearsal..it was only for an hour because it was the only time slot available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;After that, I headed to marcus' place..intended to spend time with him but resulted to something not too pleasant. We weren't screaming or shouting or anything..I just wasn't happy..I haven't been happy for a long time actually. Before we got together..he made a promise to me saying that he's a simple guy with simple goals in mind and all he wishes for is to make me happy. If I 'm not happy and he doesn't do anything to make me happy..doesn't that mean he doesn't care anymore?! I don't ask for fancy bags..the lastest shoes..romantic dates by the beach and all those things..I just ask for respect, love, communication and all things that make a good healthy relationship. Whenever he talks to me..he's always so crude and fierce and I don't know..it's just not marcus anymore. What happened to the sweet gentle loving kind man I used to know?! I thought it was stress due to studies but it's his holidays..he just returned from clubbing and batam which he loved very very very much..so.. How could he not be happy..How could he be stressed?! Does that mean he really doesn't care for me anymore?? What hurts me even more is..I took the initiative to spend time with him at the comfort of his home..I could have gone home and done my own thing but no..I decided to go to his place because I know he's too lazy to get ready and go out etc etc etc. Yet he says I'm bored..there's nothing to do..I'm wasting my time during the holidays..I don't have money so how to enjoy..I should be having fun but I'm not..this sucks etc etc etc. hello!! I'm just here..why don't we cuddle on the couch and watch tv..it's not like there were horrible shows..there were good programmes on the tv for crying out loud. It doesn't require money and we can at least talk if he didn't wanna watch tv right..I mean..we couldn't possibly make out when his maid and grandma were in the house and even if we went to his room..his maid was cleaning the house and she was in his room for quite awhile!! He won't even answer my simple questions..I honestly have no clue what's going on. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus please help me&lt;/span&gt;..I don't want to lose him..I just want to talk things out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home for dinner then accompanied mom to TTSH to visit Aunt Nellie as she was in critical condition. It was good that we saw her because she passed on an hour after we arrived. As much as I am upset and I will miss her..I know that she is in a better place and she gets to rest in peace instead of fighting. She fought an awesome battle..she really did..I greatly admire her for her strength and faith. I'm also glad that she had great family members by her side during her depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you and Rest in Peace Grandaunt Nellie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6125766461616268666?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6125766461616268666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6125766461616268666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6125766461616268666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6125766461616268666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in Peace'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3879611208495580330</id><published>2009-05-02T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:18:34.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>X Men Origins: Wolverine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sfz7T6_pArI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QiZQ5ns81Eg/s1600-h/guitar-hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sfz7T6_pArI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QiZQ5ns81Eg/s400/guitar-hero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331412378572096178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning with nothing to do so i decided to go online..talked to Chels and Crispin on msn. Chels and I were craving for guitar hero and world tour hahahaha. Hence I headed down to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crispin&lt;/span&gt;'s place to play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;world tour&lt;/span&gt; and it was freaking awesome. I loved it sooooo much AND i actually beat Crispin!!! I always lose to him but I actually won for that one song hahahaha.  I will try harder and defeat him more often the next time *evil laughter* Chels couldn't join us though..next time the churchies should all meet up again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1.30..Crispin and I had lunch at the coffeeshop then he ran errands for the EA while I went over to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;' place. That dear boy of mine slept till 5pm so i just watched tv -.- but it was good to see him after that..I really missed him lots. He just came back from batam so he passed me the stuff he bought. He bought my family kueh lapis and keropok while he bought 2 tops for me. I absolutely loved them! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today..went to school in the morning for rehearsal then headed home and slept till the evening hahaha! then i headed to church for youth night session. There weren't many people prolly cos it was a public holiday..lazy people -.- kidding! anyway i met up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; after that..chilled under block then headed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sfz7hVtIr1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0k5V89ejcaI/s1600-h/wolverine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sfz7hVtIr1I/AAAAAAAAAcA/0k5V89ejcaI/s400/wolverine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331412609080536914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing much happened in the day..went for rehearsal in the evening..changes were made again and I'm worried. I hope we get to see Madam Lim and allow her to access it cos we are just 5 days away..!! sighs. After rehearsal I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;..had dinner at the coffeeshop near his place then headed to golden village yishun. We had about 20 minutes to spare before the movie so we headed to the arcade. It was my idea to go there but he ended up playing the games and I was his loyal supporter hahahaha. He played dance dance revolution3 and daytona usa. hahahaha. He did well for both games but lost towards the end ): soon after we watched&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; X-MEN ORIGINS: WOLVERINE&lt;/span&gt;!!! It has been 5 and a half months since I last caught a movie with him so I was glad for last night..it was nice spending time with him too (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3879611208495580330?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3879611208495580330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3879611208495580330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3879611208495580330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3879611208495580330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-men-origins-wolverine.html' title='X Men Origins: Wolverine'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sfz7T6_pArI/AAAAAAAAAb4/QiZQ5ns81Eg/s72-c/guitar-hero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2640740569581042831</id><published>2009-04-26T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:50:57.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Yesterday was a simply awesome day. I had ballet and modern in the morning from 9am to 1pm..it was an exam preparation class and it was really useful. After that dad sent me to crispin's house for a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;tea party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;daffy eugene chelsea cristy marion adel jr owell roch jamie anna andrew marcus crispin and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;We had awesome food from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;salad to chocolate fondue with strawberries bananas and marshmallows to crackers with cheese to chocolate cake to moscato and of course english tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; hahaha. It was a great feast. Then we headed to the living room to chill for awhile..improvising on the piano with chels and eugene was fun..eugene can improvise really well. anna and andrew went back and then lo and behokd the fun begins here...we played &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;world tour, american idol and guitar hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;. It was freakhog awesome luh..i played from 4.30 pm till 10pm. yup! a whole 5 and a half hours hahahaha..i can't wait for the hols to begin then it's off to crispin's house for a rockin' good time..literally. LOL! I went back..packed my bag and got ready for today's exam. Just came home from ballet exam..despite from our nerves..i think everything went smoothly. 1 down and 4 more to go..i have singapore arts scene- theatre exam in like 3.5 hours haha. Gonna get back to studying soon :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I miss Marcus already..damn! I can't wait for him to come back..he went for a class outing at batam. I think they all deserve it after their exams..i don't understand a thing they are studying so yeah. props to them..haha! He has a presentation with OCBC on thursday..i think..hahaha and then i'm going on a date to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;char grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; with him. yay! i can't wait..we haven't gone on a date for so long so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;alright..it's back to studying now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2640740569581042831?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2640740569581042831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2640740569581042831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2640740569581042831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2640740569581042831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/english-tea-party.html' title='English Tea Party'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2793666598322614205</id><published>2009-04-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:21:24.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SfJzmC0P2pI/AAAAAAAAAbw/k5zuFVAA-1s/s1600-h/P07-04-09_10.05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SfJzmC0P2pI/AAAAAAAAAbw/k5zuFVAA-1s/s400/P07-04-09_10.05.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328448406560955026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The past 2 weeks as have been really tiring as I am literally in school EVERYDAY!!! The last official day of school was yesterday but i'll still be going to school tomorrow for exam preparation class. yes..i'll be going to school on sunday..well initially i thought it would be a drag but now i'm actually grateful for it cos i'll be more prepared so yeah (: Exams are next mon tue and wed then i have a break the rest of the week. The following week is rehearsals galore as it is also performance week! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; ended his exams on thursday and is having a 2 week break which means we can finally spend time...YAY YAY!!! After rehearsal today i'll be meeting him for dinner and movie..don't know what we're gonna catch but i can't wait to see him. I really miss him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2793666598322614205?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2793666598322614205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2793666598322614205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2793666598322614205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2793666598322614205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SfJzmC0P2pI/AAAAAAAAAbw/k5zuFVAA-1s/s72-c/P07-04-09_10.05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3820662242050602691</id><published>2009-04-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:16:06.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sd1Uw3egR2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KrduzMofboA/s1600-h/511861529_a008fbe6ff_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sd1Uw3egR2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KrduzMofboA/s400/511861529_a008fbe6ff_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322503533124142946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/span&gt; today and attended the 10.15 mass at olss..palams galore it was..haha. After mass I headed home as my family would be celebrating my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grandma's birthday&lt;/span&gt; (: we had zhi cha and it was awesome awesome awesome..loved the food hehe. After a hearty meal, I headed home to rest and be prepared for my long week ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's timetable is usually very hectic as my classes are all back to back with short 15 min breaks in between. However..today was different..kinesiology and theatre was cancelled as both lecturers wee sick. yeah! Not in a bad way..i do feel sorry that both dr fil and zizi are under the weather but it gave us a chance to rest. My classmates and I intended to chill at starbucks to kill time but it started pouring cats and dogs so we stayed in the big dance studio and slept through. It was the most amazing power nap ever beacuse the weather was cool and the studio was quiet. We most definitely needed that! (: Then it was showing of laura's piece and larry's rehearsal. Both went well for me (:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nafa's annual orchestra and chorus concert&lt;/span&gt; has finally arrived. All of us have been practicing for this and I can't believe it finally came. I left class earlier as full dress rehearsal clashed with music class.  The rehearsal was rather quick as their were many groups who needed their chance to  rehearse as well. After rehearsal, I met amanda for dinner and we went to plaza singapura to buy debrah's birthday gift and amanda's shoes. The class gave deb a charles&amp;amp; keith bag which cost us like 80 bucks but thanks to amanda's mom's discount card we paid 72 bucks. The bag was so gorgeous..*faints*..haha and the..lo and behold..i saw the most classy pair of shoes ever and it was at a discounted price of 27bucks. I SO WANT IT!!! ahhhhh!!!! Anyway after my minning shopping adventure with amanda..she headed to cotton on to buy sexy lingerie while i headed back to school. I was rather excited yet nervous..in the end the performance went well and i think we all did a good job. I simply loved the orchestra...they are flawless (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What to do during a 5 hour break? Well I had lunch with val, wen yee, sze wei and cheng pin&lt;span&gt;..we had thai food at sunshine plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; I had thai green curry chicken with rice and lime juice. gosh! i t was delicious and refreshing indeed. The company was good too (: Soon after we all headed back to the studio then went our seperate ways to do homework and such. Cheng pin and I waited for rachel and pin to finish specialised ballet so that we  could do our history prpject. Cheng pin and I were super super tired and could fall aslepp in the benches like immediately. Anyway Laura joined in our discussion and we ended p talking about other things other than ramayana hahaha. oh wells..rehearsal started at 5.30 and mr michael was irritated with us cos we were not up to standard and performance is just 4 weeks away! He gave us time to work onn our material and it later turned out better than before. At 8pm Asya, Jackie, Amanda, Cheng pin, Sze wei, Cynthia and myself attended Dr Sharpley's opera perofrmance..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Operaviva: Songs of love, despair and hope&lt;/span&gt;. Tickets were selling at $25 but he gave us complimentary tickets..yeah! The concert was fabulous and despite how tired I was it was worth the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Holy Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! Without proper sleep for 6 days hence I overslept today. Instead of waking up at 6.45 for school I woke up at 8 :/ Well I'm guilt for skipping class cos exams are just 3 weeks away but rest is also important. The last stretch is here already. 2 more weeks of classes then exams and then rehearsals for crossings  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3820662242050602691?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3820662242050602691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3820662242050602691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3820662242050602691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3820662242050602691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sd1Uw3egR2I/AAAAAAAAAbo/KrduzMofboA/s72-c/511861529_a008fbe6ff_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-798560866036456211</id><published>2009-04-03T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:41:20.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy saturday</title><content type='html'>Yeah! It's finally the weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School went well and ended faster than expected..mom picked me up then we went for dinner. I had a good time spending time with her (:  then headed home..had my shower..watched a bit of tv and had a real awesome sleep. same for marcus man..after school he had a well deserved 5-hour lunch with his friends haha then headed home and slept..what a pig! KIDDING LOVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my choir performance is on tuesday night so we're having a final rehearsal today from 1.30 to 4 then I have laura's rehearsal from 5 to 7. The tailor's coming today..yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is grandma's birthday lunch..i can't wait.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-798560866036456211?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/798560866036456211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=798560866036456211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/798560866036456211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/798560866036456211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-saturday.html' title='busy busy saturday'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8254145640836494140</id><published>2009-04-02T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T04:27:54.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy 6th month love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SdSfHaH7Y0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/nLW8_klVC4o/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SdSfHaH7Y0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/nLW8_klVC4o/s400/rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320052009451873090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;WOW! week 11 of school has passed and gone just like that. 3 more weeks of school followed by exams and crossing (graduating showcase). I'm highly excited of all the upcoming events! It's confirmed..dancers from laura's piece will be performing at the Tari festival in Kuala Lumpur..yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;On the 18th of April is the International Dance Week organised by World Dance Alliance Singapore.  WDA's president is Dr Carino who is my head of department. She needed volunteers for their event so  I volunteered..yet again the jubilant nicole can't wait as she gets to witness enthusaistic and creative performances of all genres by dancers who are not professional but love the sport as much or maybe even more than I do..HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;The sports bra and shorts thing during modern has been going well..we really pull up more and we're more active..there is definitely space for improvement and we CAN be better but i think we are all progressing (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I finally got to see marcus yesterday..went to his place after rehearsal. He was doing his report and presentation with friends so I watched American Idol and caught up with his parents hahahaha yes..his parents! Uncle Martin and I talked about loads of stuff over curry chicken and bread..it was totally awesome!! Aunty Daisy and I talked quite a bit as well. I truly enjoyed their companionship (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;The 1st of April was yesterday and for that I had an April Fool's Day prank by the one and only Marcus Neubronner -.- he called me while i was stretching in the dance studio waiting for choir to commence. In an angry and agitated voice.."If you're not happy with me just tell me straight in my face alright..you didn't have to spread those rumours.." wa lao! I swear to you I was shocked as hell and tears started streaming down my face. Marcus Neubronner..I hate you for that but you know I still love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY 6TH MONTH LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8254145640836494140?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8254145640836494140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8254145640836494140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8254145640836494140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8254145640836494140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-6th-month-love.html' title='happy 6th month love'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SdSfHaH7Y0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/nLW8_klVC4o/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5637461991711523435</id><published>2009-03-27T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:46:30.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>save the earth day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sc3FdTyhauI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AQ7dDH_LhFI/s1600-h/7d2fc32b75d11870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sc3FdTyhauI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AQ7dDH_LhFI/s400/7d2fc32b75d11870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318123842313480930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's the 28th of march..save the earth day!!! The aim is for one billion votes..so how to vote for earth?!?! switch off your lights from 8.30 to 9.30 pm. Well that will be easy for me cos i won't even be home..as for those of you out there for are..do candle light! a cosy night in with your loved ones (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 10th week of school has just passed..4 more weeks until exams and crossings and then HOLIDAYS...whoohoooo!!! hopefully i'll be able to spend time with marcus then..it's been ages since i last saw him as he's really busy with school and exams. The only thing i remember of him is his voice because we talk on the phone every night for a short while before i go to bed.I don't even remember the feeling of holding his hand lest kissing him. This is highly worrying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway on monday, mr michael announced to the class that from now onwards all the guys have to wear shorts only and the girls sports bra and shorts. This is to ensure we pull up and stretch our legs to our optimum. Hence i'll be going shopping for shorts and sports bras tomorrow after mass hahahaha. This is is rather exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Well that's all i have for now..better get back to my homework. tata all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5637461991711523435?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5637461991711523435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5637461991711523435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5637461991711523435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5637461991711523435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/save-earth-day.html' title='save the earth day'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/Sc3FdTyhauI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AQ7dDH_LhFI/s72-c/7d2fc32b75d11870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5597898218441098909</id><published>2009-03-14T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:01:15.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..yet another weekend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mom &lt;/span&gt;to Bras Basah complex and Music essentials to get some books today..then we headed to the hawker centre beside the complex for lunch. I had hokkien mee which was shiok..the chilli was even more awesome. hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending time with mom, I headed to school for guitar , rehearsal and dancers@work. Guitar was fun as usual..rehearsal was good as i finally got to run cast 2..dancers@work was good too. I thought everyone's piece was good..practice hard for the next 6 weeks and we're ready for crossings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Lune family's house&lt;/span&gt; to pass them egg tarts then watched tv with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;charles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; kevin&lt;/span&gt;..soon after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;mary&lt;/span&gt; came home. We watched the nanny followed by this thai horror film. It was good man..i'm so gonna watch it again. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I went downstairs to meet the chuch gang comprising of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;jamie, eugene, daffy, chelsea, cristy, crispin, marcus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and myself. We hung out till 1 plus then headed home except for jamie, marcus and myself..we were talking at jamie's carpark till 5 in the morning hahaha. Well marcus and jamie were talking..i was listening..my back was really killing me..ROARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a"good"4 hours of sleep -.- then headed to the Jack's place at Bras Basah complex to meet my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; for lunch. Good meal and even better company (: Then we headed to Raffles City to walk around..we went to Marks&amp;amp;Spencer and bought loads of milk chocolate digestives, rasberry tarts, ginger snaps and toffees haha i was tempted to buy the shower gel but i feel body shop's is better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left at 2 and went our seperate ways..hung out at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt;' place then went for sunset mass. It was good attending mass in olss again..it always feels like home when i'm there. Marcus drove me home while he attended a friend's birthday party. I had dinner and watched slumdog millionair with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;..it was a damn good movie man. Marcus called to say he was sownstairs my black but i didn't meet him cos i was too tired..i feel bad now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim went for a movie with friends and my parents went for mass which makes me home alone. I'm gonna take my shower soon then head to northpoint with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;mom&lt;/span&gt;..we're gonna buy make up hahaha. I need compact powder, blusher and eye liner *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i gotta go..will update on how my sunday went soon.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5597898218441098909?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5597898218441098909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5597898218441098909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5597898218441098909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5597898218441098909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/yet-another-weekend.html' title='..yet another weekend..'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8341021803859568282</id><published>2009-03-07T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:43:59.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy slazy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SbM6NEZKfRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YU2bcvXDEsA/s1600-h/best+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SbM6NEZKfRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YU2bcvXDEsA/s400/best+friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310652381791943954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School went as per normal today but for the first time in like a really really long time, I ended school at 12.15. After hitting the shower, I met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Jazreel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Kwan Zhen&lt;/span&gt; at the cathay. Kwan was trying to score points with me cos he's interested in Jaz and it's a girlfriends rule you have to let your girlfriends access the guy..we give the go ahead..and then things happen hahahaha!! It was so cool cos he treated me to a really really awesome lunch followed by ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream haha. That aside..he's a nice guy..better than the impression I had of him back in secondary school. I'm not sure about Mel's approval but as for me..it's a 2 thumbs up darling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy LAZY LAZY is all i can describe today. Woke up at 10am..watched tv and had lunch...slept at 1pm..woke up at 3 plus..watched more tv and got ready for mass..came home for abit..went for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Uncle Thomas birthday party&lt;/span&gt; which was fun cos of good food and good company..came home at 3am..talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Mary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; over the phone for awhile then slept again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...woke up at 9am and slacking all the way till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt; awakes from his slumber..head to his place..then celebrate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Manfred's birthday&lt;/span&gt; with the family..&lt;br /&gt;i'm still unsure of the plans but i'm sure it will be good..it always is (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;what an awesome weekend. hurhurs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8341021803859568282?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8341021803859568282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8341021803859568282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8341021803859568282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8341021803859568282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/lazy-slazy-weekend.html' title='lazy slazy weekend'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SbM6NEZKfRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/YU2bcvXDEsA/s72-c/best+friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3478927739692644307</id><published>2009-03-04T04:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:12:48.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 8th week of school: good and bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's finally the 8th weeks of school which means it's tutorial week next week then 6 weeks of school 2 weeks of exams/performance then holidays!!! okay..it seems like there's loads of things happening but it's just 2 more months. YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well this week has been rather birthday-ish for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Monday: Mary's 30th..whoohooo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Tuesday: Bryan's post post 18th birthday party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Thursday: Valerene's post post post 21st birthday barbeque. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;well life has been rather upsetting for me...but i think and i hope thing's are gonna be better. it's not just relationship problems..it's people in school..it's school work..trying to make money to buy loads of important stuff..finding time to do productive work and get scholarships..just plenty plenty of things that are going on. AHHHH!!! It's just a huge chain reaction. Due to these stuff i have been all over the place and not being able to focus in school and falling sick easily ( thanks to the horrible weather as well) anyway i still love everyone around me and i hope they feel the same way too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i miss marcus madly. we seriously need a date soon..i can't even remember the last time we went out on one man..was it like november last year?!?! gosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3478927739692644307?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3478927739692644307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3478927739692644307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3478927739692644307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3478927739692644307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/8th-week-of-school-good-and-bad.html' title='the 8th week of school: good and bad'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-116691295184199762</id><published>2009-02-20T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:53:20.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SZ-D93lIxrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7SvZu3BZfpU/s1600-h/nicole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SZ-D93lIxrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7SvZu3BZfpU/s400/nicole.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305103984980706994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;2 weeks have passed and it was tough not being able to see and speak to marcus for so long. i really missed him majorly..it was good to finally spend time with him and the rest last night. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after school i went home..rested awhile then headed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;' place. we watched family guy the movie..it was super lame but nonetheless good (: after that we headed to church for session..the outline was pnw teaching game forfeit round up by jamie. the forfeit was the longest -.- anyway after that the leaders headed to father's office for a meeting and then to our dear syed's for supper haha. the people were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;jamie eugene daffy chelsea cristy marion jr roch marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; and myself. i really enjoyed their company..but the fun doesn't end there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;after sending everyone home..marcus and i met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; at the residents interaction corner at block 804. the 4 of us stayed up till 4 plus in the morning talking and drinking carlsberg. hahahaha! it was awesome luh..stories plus alcohol..what could be better. hahaha. well i really missed mary a lot too..she's truly like the older sister i never had (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-116691295184199762?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/116691295184199762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=116691295184199762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/116691295184199762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/116691295184199762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-all-about-love.html' title='It&apos;s all about LOVE'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SZ-D93lIxrI/AAAAAAAAAaw/7SvZu3BZfpU/s72-c/nicole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7269940747758398519</id><published>2009-02-06T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:28:02.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love for food OR food for love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SY0CqBitddI/AAAAAAAAAao/xm8h906IrR4/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SY0CqBitddI/AAAAAAAAAao/xm8h906IrR4/s400/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299895257476724178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;LOVE FOR FOOD OR FOOD FOR LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT IS THE QUESTION!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I was over at marcus place earlier this week..totally surprised him. i actually managed to pull it off!! haha. he usually catches me in the act whever i try to surprise him so yeah..anyway it was in the morning and i was hungry so he whipped me up an egg omlette which was shiok luh!! i was pretty impressed actually haha. last night i was really really hungry as well cos it was already past midnight and my last meal was lunch. hence he cooked magee mee ( curry flavour), crabmeat, eggs and hotdog. hahaha. best tihng of it all..!!! i know his secret recipe...LOL!!! i love you dearie.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7269940747758398519?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7269940747758398519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7269940747758398519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7269940747758398519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7269940747758398519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-for-food-or-food-for-love.html' title='love for food OR food for love'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SY0CqBitddI/AAAAAAAAAao/xm8h906IrR4/s72-c/pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7274201954433663993</id><published>2009-02-03T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:01:36.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>culminating january and beginning february</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SYg_B5UBubI/AAAAAAAAAag/pJLC3tglNOE/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SYg_B5UBubI/AAAAAAAAAag/pJLC3tglNOE/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298554263398627762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well january has been rather challenging..trying to balance family, friends, relationship, school and myself. i must say though..the chinese new year break was the best that ever happened thus far. i got a chance to spend time with the relatives from perth and my family. i really miss them! their company, laughter, joy and simply everything about each and everyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i've also started to appreciate and love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marcus&lt;/span&gt; more than i already do. i've loved another guy before but somehow with marcus it feels different. it's not just about hugs and kisses, it's about facing life's ups and downs together. my life is  empty without you baby, you really mean so much to me. we both know that the next few months will be a challenge due to rigorous and stressful school life but i hope you know i will always be here for you. To offer comfort, a shoulder to cry on..whatever you need..except answering your essays of course cos i'm cluless haha but yeah! you get what i mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;i do i do i do ooo (kal over orange soda) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;with all my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7274201954433663993?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7274201954433663993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7274201954433663993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7274201954433663993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7274201954433663993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/culminating-january-and-beginning.html' title='culminating january and beginning february'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SYg_B5UBubI/AAAAAAAAAag/pJLC3tglNOE/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4327974908421834547</id><published>2009-01-17T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T01:08:51.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SXGgHGS3iDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Zp0-WdA9cjU/s1600-h/508302228_ae37586ce9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SXGgHGS3iDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Zp0-WdA9cjU/s400/508302228_ae37586ce9_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292187080946321458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well much has happened over the past few weeks. the first week of school has just passed but it feels like the second cos i went to school for rehearsals everyday last week. well i'm glad the priece is finally done. we just need to improve on it and practice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a headache now as i just completed my music report...i am so glad it's over and done with..gosh i so prefer last sem. western studies is way better than asian studies..i guess it's because we can relate to it better and it's easier to comprehend rahter than asian cos of the foreign names. oh well..perseverance is needed here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side now..it's confirmation tomorrow and i'm excited for the confirmants. something new to share..crispin's godparents are my parents. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus and leslie are playing pool now so i'm gonna meet them...then i'm gonna watch a classical indian performance at dbs arts centre for school. i'm kinda looking forward to it as the storyline sounds interesting hahahaha. we'll see how it goes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4327974908421834547?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4327974908421834547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4327974908421834547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4327974908421834547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4327974908421834547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/01/confirmation-2009.html' title='confirmation 2009'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SXGgHGS3iDI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Zp0-WdA9cjU/s72-c/508302228_ae37586ce9_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4994406883482783798</id><published>2009-01-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:18:17.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SWBGQb_TK1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gIA9B6wCOlI/s1600-h/nicole%27s+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SWBGQb_TK1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gIA9B6wCOlI/s400/nicole%27s+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287303210738068306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;The New Year has finally arrived..eating to one's content..shopping and having a blast with family and friends..all these wonderful things are coming to an end too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tomorrow..well not officially..it starts the following monday. the line up for next week is placement class and modern master classes. gosh! i haven't danced in such a long time..my body is so weak compared to previously. no doubt i have been doing conditioning but none-the-less..it's still not as rigourous as before. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. at least this semester will be better than before cos i only have conditioning on tues and thur instead of everyday. half and hour more of sleep..yeah! in addition..marcus has finished serving NS which means back to school which means i have company on the way home aside from kat. the more the merrier..wheeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss kat..i miss hardcore..i miss the whole class man. ROARS! well looking forward to seeing yall soon (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4994406883482783798?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4994406883482783798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4994406883482783798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4994406883482783798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4994406883482783798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-happy-new-year.html' title='happy happy new year'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SWBGQb_TK1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/gIA9B6wCOlI/s72-c/nicole%27s+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5848204257919097289</id><published>2008-12-23T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:35:05.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry berry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SVHXrOtlydI/AAAAAAAAAaI/w6dvadyGKqE/s1600-h/nicole%27s+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SVHXrOtlydI/AAAAAAAAAaI/w6dvadyGKqE/s400/nicole%27s+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283240975565965778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;THE FESTIVE SEASON HAS FINALLY ARRIVED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! much has happened in the last 3 weeks..it's so overwhelming i can't remember anything that has happened haha. hanging out with melissa and jazreel..christmas shopping with my mom..christmas shopping with marcus..relatives from perth arrived..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well "baby hang on let me catch my breathe.." haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;plans for the festive season:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;24th Dec- midnight mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;25th Dec- lunch at grandparents place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               - dinner with marcus family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th Dec to 30th Dec- ClubMed, Phuket with family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;that's all for now but i'm sure there will be loads more of gatherings when i'm back haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MERRY BERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5848204257919097289?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5848204257919097289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5848204257919097289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5848204257919097289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5848204257919097289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-berry-christmas.html' title='merry berry christmas'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SVHXrOtlydI/AAAAAAAAAaI/w6dvadyGKqE/s72-c/nicole%27s+%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-6771201820770413245</id><published>2008-12-05T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:37:26.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>december baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STme7vQnVVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/xH11p3W09tc/s1600-h/n617533098_1190784_4153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STme7vQnVVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/xH11p3W09tc/s400/n617533098_1190784_4153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276423187576870226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY LESLIE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;i had an early night but woke up at 4am and couldn't go back to sleep. i'm so bored doing absolutely nothing now. gosh! well thanks to everyone who has wished me and made my past week oh so lovely (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-6771201820770413245?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6771201820770413245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=6771201820770413245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6771201820770413245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/6771201820770413245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-baby.html' title='december baby'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STme7vQnVVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/xH11p3W09tc/s72-c/n617533098_1190784_4153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4530936911480541865</id><published>2008-12-02T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T00:51:02.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STeXNYnm3zI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CpymWW3kEz0/s1600-h/jumpinh+the+taj+mahal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STeXNYnm3zI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CpymWW3kEz0/s400/jumpinh+the+taj+mahal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275851744690495282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the usual saturday of lazing around..watching movies..lazing around somemore. hmmm..definitely not today!! i met marcus for breakfast at the central then walked to ALL the pet shops in yishun central and northpoint. after that we headed to his godma's place for abit. all this while i sensed something fishy but didn't really mention it..just accept everything as it is..i mean after all i was with marcus right..so anyway i went home on a "regular" saturday afternoon. lights all lit, aircon in the house, family friends in the living room and a feast at the dining table. why didn't anyone tell me bout the lunch party? my mind blank. i entered my room and lo and behold the whole lot of them shouted. SURPRISE! blimey..heart attack i'm telling you. my mom and marcus, with the help of daffy, were planning a birthday party for me. i really did enjoy myself hahaha with the great food, awesome company and lovely presents. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;t&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hanks ever so much to daddy mommy timothy marcus uncle alex aunty yvonne brian cedric daffy melanie  roch leslie chelsea cristy crispin angela anna and helena for making this day ever so wonderful (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY JAZREEL DARLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for mass with my parents in the morning then met marcus at carl's junior at ps for lunch. we both seriously needed it especially him to celebrate the end of his exam..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note the singular form&lt;/span&gt;..and the start of his holidays. after a hearty meal, we went back to his place to chill then  accompanied him to church in the evening for mass. after that he went for dinner with jamie while i met jazreel at andersen's ice cream at amk hub. i had a majorly awesome time with her. ahhh!!! love that woman to bits and pieces. around 9.30 jaz was tired so she headed home while i went to marcus' place..mary and i thrashed him at tai ti (i think that's how you spell it) hahaha. it felt awesome baby awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much hapened today. in the evening after holy hour was when the fun all began. yeah! there was another surprise birthday party for jen. same thing happened to her..gave me a heart attack as she entered the music room of my house. haha. what a scene! well we enjoyed the surprise..good food..good music..good laughs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 28TH JENNIFER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crispin treated me to lunch today..we had pizza with marcus and daffy. after lunch at beach road we headed to marcus' place to see the dogs..cookie and koby. adorable i swear!!! then daffy left so the 3 of us went to crispin's house to borrow movies then headed back to marcus' place and chilled the night away. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened today..spent my entire day with marcus just hanging out at his place. we watched russell peters live at NY..tropic thunder..america's got talent and casmere mafia. yeah i know right..totally slacker day. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happened during the day..but i have a mother-daughter date tonight. we are gonna watch a musical at the University Cultural Centre. It's a musical about true stories of the lives of mother-daughter relationships. I'm extremely excited for it..yeah!&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/8896854471613417-4530936911480541865?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4530936911480541865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4530936911480541865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4530936911480541865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4530936911480541865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-surprises.html' title='birthday surprises'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/STeXNYnm3zI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CpymWW3kEz0/s72-c/jumpinh+the+taj+mahal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-2469248977975846810</id><published>2008-11-26T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:13:25.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa with classmates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SS0bEmdK58I/AAAAAAAAAZo/4I2TRCtujhc/s1600-h/2397351884_069d81d2b6_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SS0bEmdK58I/AAAAAAAAAZo/4I2TRCtujhc/s400/2397351884_069d81d2b6_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272900504577042370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;HUNGER! that's what i'm feeling now..sighs..anyway updates of my life in a jiffy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;mom and i went to causewaypoint to buy groceries..i think she's gonna make pizza soon. yeah! after running our errands, we met jen and father jj at gelare to chill. around 5 plus i went over to marcus' place to chill for abit before heading to starbucks at somerset to meet lim and yuki. hope i spelt your name right. heh! well it was great hanging out with them hahaha especially yuki..my oh my..she's like a dynamite. small but full of energy. LOL! and oh! marcus and i saw a hot caucasian couple making out hahaha..whooohoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sunburn!! oh gosh..i went to sentosa with my classmates today and my oh my did we have fun. camwhoring..tanning..swimming..carpark party..sakae sushi buffet lunch. awesome-ness!!! it was something all of us definitely needed as a class before heading back to school in 5 weeks *faints* after our class gathering, i met melissa dearest at casuarina for dinner..she looks super hot with her dyed hair hahaha.  after that i met marcus at his place..i intended to surprise him but failed. oh wells. there's always another time..muahahaha. well you learn something everyday and i learnt that my dear boyfriend is freakingly good at word games..like seriously man..he whooped my arse in boogle. yes..marcus james neubronner is good at word games..like who knew right. tsk tsk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;nothing much happened today..the usual  having breakfast..reading newspapers..watching tv..eating again..watching tv again..hahaha. i'm bored now..think i shall go over now and surprise marcus. shhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;till next time amigoes (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-2469248977975846810?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2469248977975846810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=2469248977975846810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2469248977975846810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/2469248977975846810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/sentosa-with-classmates.html' title='sentosa with classmates'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SS0bEmdK58I/AAAAAAAAAZo/4I2TRCtujhc/s72-c/2397351884_069d81d2b6_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3072249737686577673</id><published>2008-11-19T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:59:53.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 years and counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSTC-WtYzlI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qdHygrMwqk8/s1600-h/s688211186_1829338_3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSTC-WtYzlI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qdHygrMwqk8/s400/s688211186_1829338_3556.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551840433950290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSTCOpPUulI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TNu3vv42pQg/s1600-h/s693700434_2067504_9564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSTCOpPUulI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TNu3vv42pQg/s400/s693700434_2067504_9564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270551020774406738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;50 YEARS AND STILL COUNTING..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;do you ever feel like time passes so slowly at one moment and the next it passes so fast?!?! although it has only been 50 days..it feels like 50 years. heh! cheesey..corny..stupid..ridiculous..childish..however it may sound, that's just how i feel. i'm not a girl with a vast amount of vocabulary so all i can say is thanks for everything big and small..you mean a lot to me and i'm sorry for all the hurtful things i've said. you are truly one of a kind and i appreciate you for who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3072249737686577673?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3072249737686577673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3072249737686577673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3072249737686577673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3072249737686577673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/50-years-and-counting.html' title='50 years and counting'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSTC-WtYzlI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qdHygrMwqk8/s72-c/s688211186_1829338_3556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-8693582747641063402</id><published>2008-11-17T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:45:32.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbzXazJxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9U9IGyH9sVs/s1600-h/2130773906_36f3c74f20_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbzXazJxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9U9IGyH9sVs/s200/2130773906_36f3c74f20_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805083250599698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbsjtFHcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XCg91zxVh3s/s1600-h/2133851734_9290927193_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbsjtFHcI/AAAAAAAAAYg/XCg91zxVh3s/s200/2133851734_9290927193_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269804966289415618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbi6D5qDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mKwKdJNJYfE/s1600-h/333389778_b6a022cb00_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbi6D5qDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mKwKdJNJYfE/s200/333389778_b6a022cb00_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269804800492021810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it has come to the time of the year whereby everyone gets excited. great christmas sales..good food and wine..family and friends gathering round the christmas tree sharing stories. as for me..i can't wait for my relatives from australia to come to singapore..for the exciting trip to thailand that we will all be going to..for the awesome adventures to come..and while all this happening..there are many out there who are either living way too extravagantly or barely even surviving. there's just no perfect world. for this birthday and christmas, there is no doubt i have a long birthday and christmas wish list but ultimately i pray for peace amogst families, countries and the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcY7pV6hI/AAAAAAAAAZI/0kQ6Q7BmY1M/s1600-h/1595380548_9bb968279b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcY7pV6hI/AAAAAAAAAZI/0kQ6Q7BmY1M/s200/1595380548_9bb968279b_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805728630434322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcYto4RTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/m3SwPkzTZDE/s1600-h/2425450447_7d428ce305_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcYto4RTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/m3SwPkzTZDE/s200/2425450447_7d428ce305_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805724870395186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcYluphJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/lQMvyxRFcZY/s1600-h/330851357_c05a367ae8_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIcYluphJI/AAAAAAAAAY4/lQMvyxRFcZY/s200/330851357_c05a367ae8_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269805722747110546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-8693582747641063402?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8693582747641063402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=8693582747641063402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8693582747641063402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/8693582747641063402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wish-list.html' title='my wish list'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SSIbzXazJxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/9U9IGyH9sVs/s72-c/2130773906_36f3c74f20_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4789745538197894192</id><published>2008-11-15T21:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:53:06.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>madagascar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR-wsCulZdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5R7Whmh0XDA/s1600-h/2701430050_ff4b5e8d8e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR-wsCulZdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5R7Whmh0XDA/s400/2701430050_ff4b5e8d8e_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269124359739762130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like to move it move it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He likes to move it move it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She likes to move it move it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We like to..MOVE IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;hahaha. after sunset mass yesterday, marcus and i decided to head to the new wing of northpoint. there were plenty of new shops like levis, G2000, DMK, sportslink, scarlet and many many more but my favourite is young hearts..yeah i'm sure all you girls are going crazy too..i simply love the material and design of 'em bras. haha. marcus was too embarrassed to enter the shop so he literally covered my eyes and pulled me away. haha. well we went to ishi mura which is a japanese foodcourt for dinner..food was expensive and "fantastic" but the company was awesome hahaha. after dinner HE decided to watch madagascar 2..yeah he even wanted hsm3..now you know why i feel like the man in the relationship sometimes hahaha. well he made a good choice cos madagascar was good yo. all you people out there should go watch it. i wanna catch hsm3 cos i fell the songs and dances are rather catchy haha. sing to the dawn is a must for me cos i studied the novel for lit in sec1 and it was such a touching story. it's sad that the movie is animated though..i think it would have been better if there were real actors. oh well. i bet it'll still be an awesome movie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4789745538197894192?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4789745538197894192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4789745538197894192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4789745538197894192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4789745538197894192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/madagascar.html' title='madagascar'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR-wsCulZdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/5R7Whmh0XDA/s72-c/2701430050_ff4b5e8d8e_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1215126792938548112</id><published>2008-11-14T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:17:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR4SqtNCuII/AAAAAAAAAXw/dACZ0yyh6xE/s1600-h/2441375920_2189713492_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR4SqtNCuII/AAAAAAAAAXw/dACZ0yyh6xE/s400/2441375920_2189713492_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268669138968164482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS PREM &amp;amp; THERESA&lt;br /&gt;ON THIS JOYOUS OCCASSION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Terribly terribly terribly sorry that we all couldn't attend the mass&lt;br /&gt;It will definitely be made up but we just wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has truly been a joy knowing the 2 of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for absolutely everything that you've done for us so far.&lt;br /&gt;We truly appreciate all the love given.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for everything in the future&lt;br /&gt;You are an awesome couple (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all our love&lt;br /&gt;PROJECT J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1215126792938548112?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1215126792938548112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1215126792938548112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1215126792938548112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1215126792938548112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulations-prem-theresa-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SR4SqtNCuII/AAAAAAAAAXw/dACZ0yyh6xE/s72-c/2441375920_2189713492_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7155472517610020323</id><published>2008-11-11T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:19:36.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation camp 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SRpAYXAhsFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hCFgd5JHR8o/s1600-h/408282331_b8b6ea4366_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SRpAYXAhsFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hCFgd5JHR8o/s400/408282331_b8b6ea4366_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267593501400477778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Mhmms. It has been a long time since i've facilitated but i must say..touching the hearts of so many is indeed heartwarming. It feels good to be working with everyone once more. All the facils we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; busy with school and such so preparations weren't as good as last year but even so all's over and we gotta move on. Confirmation Camp 2008 was a success but it could have been better. I was looking through photos and glanced past this hospital..it's called the hospital of the holy spirit. what a view right..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a rather good day for me. Modern and dance improv went better than expected..i'm just so glad it's all over. haha. now it's just ballet, jazz and laura's showcase left..well all i can pray for now is physical and mental strength to pull through the next 2 days. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i met marcus at somerset and we went back together..he was walking me home when we bumped into louis and joshua so the four of us headed to northpoint for dinner. we all had a big appetite yo hahaha..anybody want my milk?!?! LOL! inside joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7155472517610020323?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7155472517610020323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7155472517610020323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7155472517610020323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7155472517610020323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/confirmation-camp-2008.html' title='confirmation camp 2008'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SRpAYXAhsFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/hCFgd5JHR8o/s72-c/408282331_b8b6ea4366_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-3860351015846652399</id><published>2008-11-02T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:38:44.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>productive weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQ1m_FdwnsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WsbM0ckTfCQ/s1600-h/372425816_e873b98585_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQ1m_FdwnsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WsbM0ckTfCQ/s400/372425816_e873b98585_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263976773450768066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It was a rather tiring day in school due to lack of sleep. I've been quite nervous as the exams are just round the corner but if i get my head in the game i'm sure i can do it. hahaha. anyway to my surprise jazz turned out well today, with hardwork and practice we shall all pull through lionel's challenging routine. hurs. after jazz i met marcus for supper at 848 then leslie called and said he was at my place with Father JJ and company so marcus and i headed to my place. I had a good time hanging out with leslie and marcus listening to them go gah-gah over hot girls on friendster. hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing much happened today..spent the entire morning and afternoon completing assignments Assignments and more ASSIGNMENTS...zomg! well at least i had something to look forward to in the evening..i met marcus for mass then we went to 925 for zhi cha, It was his treat as it was our one month anniversary *grins* yeah he ain't the ytpical guy that i would go for but i guess it's because he's different that i fell for him. personality and character is more important than looks by a mile so yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I went for 10.15 mass with marcus today and my oh my were there so many familiar faces..it's good to be back in olss. haha. after mass, we went to BK for lunch..i was so hungry that i managed to finish my bbq double turkey bacon meal and a hershey sundae pie which is so not me cos i usually can't even finish a meal. haha. after that we headed back to church for a meeting with the other facils and the cathechists. marcus left early cos he had to go to the cemetry to clean his great grandpa's grave as it's all souls day. after meeting jamie daffy eugene and i headed to the foodcourt at northpoint..had a rather good chat with them then headed home. i'm finishing my assignment now then going for dinner later to celebrate mom's birthday. i can't wait for it cos marcus is coming along and it's the first time my grandparents are gonna meet him. i'm rather excited but extremely nervous..ahhhh!!! well there will be updates on how it all turns out soon but till then au revoir (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-3860351015846652399?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3860351015846652399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=3860351015846652399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3860351015846652399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/3860351015846652399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/11/productive-weekend.html' title='productive weekend'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQ1m_FdwnsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/WsbM0ckTfCQ/s72-c/372425816_e873b98585_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4755415946513403534</id><published>2008-10-26T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:22:12.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleeding love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQUddtpkI3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/chIm39snWw8/s1600-h/2408535634_f9953a5dbf_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQUddtpkI3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/chIm39snWw8/s400/2408535634_f9953a5dbf_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261644135959634802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;hmmm i guess the lyrics to bleeding love kinda suits this picture. gosh! i'm just so in love with that song for the moment..mhmms (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;well as for school..there were the ups and downs but i shall remain positive as always and hang in. 6 MORE DAYS!!! i can't wait for the exams to be over..i'm just so tired and it's only the first semester of the first year. ROARS! at least there's good people around me to cheer me up and keep entertained as always. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oh! yes yes..i had carl's junior for lunch with kat today and in marcus' exact words..it's maximus orgasmus. if you're as lame as  marcus, you'll get the joke. carl's junior..maximus orgasmus..think corny and dirty..and you'll get marcus' idea of a good joke. hahahaha. yes i love you too baby. hurs. but coming back to kat and i..the food was awesome Awesome AWESOME (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well that's a wrap for now..i'm sleepy with loads of research and assignments to complete. tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4755415946513403534?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4755415946513403534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4755415946513403534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4755415946513403534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4755415946513403534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/bleeding-love.html' title='bleeding love'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQUddtpkI3I/AAAAAAAAAQM/chIm39snWw8/s72-c/2408535634_f9953a5dbf_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-700089874926036822</id><published>2008-10-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:42:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh of relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQM24nn3KiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/e8f2ah3lduo/s1600-h/2129431022_e79927ce73_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQM24nn3KiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/e8f2ah3lduo/s400/2129431022_e79927ce73_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261109136035621410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a rather long day with school and after school events. Well i'm extremely nervous as the exams are in 2 weeks time and assignments are due soon. I pray for discipline, creativity and most of all wisdom during these last few crucial weeks. Sighs. Well on the bright side, i met the churchies after jazz. In addition to good food at syed's...Eugene, Daffy, Chelsea, Crispin and Marcus truly made my night haha. Catching up with them was really fun (: confirmation camp is in 2 weeks time so i'll definitely be seeing more of them within these 2 weeks too. yay! every batch has a handful whom i know of but this year is especially special for me because my brother will be getting confirmed..i'm extremely excited and happy for him. It's kinda amazing that he partially knows the meaning of this journay as he was sharing with me the other day the importance of confirmation hahaha. well i'm definitely looking forward to the confi camp though we're not as prepared as we were last year. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Productive&lt;/span&gt; is most definitely how i would describe today to be *grins* Saturdays are usually spent in school or with marcus but it was spent with my mom today. Mom and I headed to jurong point for dinner at long john silvers which was scrumptious...then shopping it was. haha. sale signs were dangling in every shop so being women we were on the alert. hahahahaha. well to cut a long story short..i bought 2 dresses and a pair of shoes while mom bought 2 tops and a necklace then we had andersen's ice cream. yummy yum yum (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well as for now a certain someone's ego is gonna be boosted cos he is missed terribly! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;till next time ciao people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-700089874926036822?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/700089874926036822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=700089874926036822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/700089874926036822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/700089874926036822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/sigh-of-relief.html' title='sigh of relief'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SQM24nn3KiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/e8f2ah3lduo/s72-c/2129431022_e79927ce73_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4041365730543312514</id><published>2008-10-12T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T00:44:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SPGq4emKpqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/h18yPhlqzUs/s1600-h/495880881_62dc94719b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256170127380620962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SPGq4emKpqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/h18yPhlqzUs/s400/495880881_62dc94719b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;love Love LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;hate Hate HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;simple words with such complex meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;misused every second of every minute of every hour of every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;by&lt;strong&gt; EVERYONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;yet we do not realise this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;i just hope one day that people do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4041365730543312514?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4041365730543312514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4041365730543312514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4041365730543312514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4041365730543312514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SPGq4emKpqI/AAAAAAAAAP8/h18yPhlqzUs/s72-c/495880881_62dc94719b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-5942502844124815084</id><published>2008-10-03T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:09:49.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the deal is sealed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SObahJ9UFjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5UnaNZAUMOQ/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SObahJ9UFjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5UnaNZAUMOQ/s400/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253126278517888562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the first of october&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;damn! heart pumping..adrenaline rushing..gibberish talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but it felt so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;marcus and i are finally together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*screams of joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'em single but dating months are long gone (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well on thursday it was joshua and alethia's birthday hence there was a double celebration at the night safari. there was a fire performance which was pretty awesome..we could actually feel the heat from where we were which was a distance away o_0 the wait for the food was long making it taste ever more delightful. haha. due to the hiccup the manager came to apologise and said they would surprise the birthday girl and boy with a singapore sling haha. there should be more hiccups..kidding! after dinner we headed to marcus' place to cut the cake..talked nonsense and played with cookie aka the dog then headed home. it was an enjoyable evening especially after dance improvisation which didn't go well for me today. oh wells. gotta do better next week i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;till then adios amigos (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-5942502844124815084?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5942502844124815084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=5942502844124815084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5942502844124815084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/5942502844124815084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/10/deal-is-sealed.html' title='the deal is sealed'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SObahJ9UFjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/5UnaNZAUMOQ/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4832646819409876612</id><published>2008-09-22T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T08:25:42.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SNeLPmEdUeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6TUxVIGnakI/s1600-h/28186447_7bd3f75194_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SNeLPmEdUeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6TUxVIGnakI/s400/28186447_7bd3f75194_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248816990757147106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Look at stars how they shine and glow&lt;br /&gt;but some of those stars died a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Still they shine in the evening skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love like starlight never dies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;can't believe it's been 6 months...!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i used to think you were the rebound but you couldn't be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;damn! i don't wanna rush things but it just feels so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;the feeling of being neither here nor there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it's just killing me day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;we're definitely  more than friends yet we're not an item as so they say it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;every moment of the last 7 days has been spent with you&lt;br /&gt;yet you are missed terribly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;most would say it's because i'm blinded by love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but baby it's not just today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;you said you loved me and i thought it to be a joke because deep down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i was shocked, intimidated and afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but that was then and this is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i can honestly say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4832646819409876612?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4832646819409876612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4832646819409876612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4832646819409876612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4832646819409876612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-reflections.html' title='i love you!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SNeLPmEdUeI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6TUxVIGnakI/s72-c/28186447_7bd3f75194_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-683267429061511031</id><published>2008-09-15T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:29:22.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jazz dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SM5N7ImQMQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XDjAVuTkuUE/s1600-h/184534178_5fa1321335_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SM5N7ImQMQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XDjAVuTkuUE/s400/184534178_5fa1321335_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246216294248755458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well today was  like a piggy day for me. i met my godpa and 2 godsisters for lunch..we went to botak jones and had a greata feast! we also did quite a bit of catching up (: after lunch, mom and i headed down to causeway point where i bought a butterfly belt and it was EXTREMELY PRETTY *flutters eyelids* haha. then i went  for crispin's birthday party at his place. it was a cosy place with his few close friends..we had good food, great birthday cake and tabboo which was the highlight of the night. my oh my! cordelia, crispin's sister, was HIGH BABY HIGH! she was literally laughing at the slightest of things to the extent that everybody was laughing and had like 6 pax i swear. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRISPIN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a week since i've had jazz so my body is completely stiff and so not flexible..i almost died during jazz this morning as my stamina was so not there. haha. nonetheless it was fun and i definitely felt good after class due to the amount of push ups, sit ups and leg lifts we did *faints* anyways after jazz, val and i headed to BK for lunch and SUBWAY for COOKIES! wahahaha. they were the bomb baby! then we headed back to school for dance kinesiology whish was as usual cheem Cheem and more CHEEM! after class, crispin met me at school and we went for tau hui and guess what!! he was wearing the shirt that marcus and i bought for him..i was beamiing like a chesire cat cos it looked nice on him, fitted him and he said it was comfortable. haha. marcus has a knack for shopping..what a girl! haha. kidding mate (: while having tau hui, crispin surprised me with 2 gifts..one was a jacqueline wilson 2009 diary and a book called the hot chick. i was absolutely in love with the diary cos it was just so me *beams*  THANKS CRISPIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;well it's getting late so i'm off to bed now folks. catch ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-683267429061511031?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/683267429061511031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=683267429061511031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/683267429061511031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/683267429061511031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/jazz-dance.html' title='jazz dance'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SM5N7ImQMQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XDjAVuTkuUE/s72-c/184534178_5fa1321335_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-1535417809449122641</id><published>2008-09-13T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:40:51.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Nothing much happened in the day other than watching tv, studying and dancing. haha. gosh! i'm dying for school to start..the hols are making me eat more More and MORE! i need to get back in shape, warm up  my muscles, get back my flexibility before school starts which is like in a week. ROARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Well I attended evening mass at olss..it has been a long time since i've been there as my family has been going to other churches for mass. Although there are many beautiful churches in Singapore, i still feel home at olss despite its simplicity. I guess it's the companionship of friends and familiar faces greeting you each times you enter those doors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;After mass, I met derrek and marcus for dinner..we headed to the 925 coffeeshop for frog's legs porridge, popiah and chicken wings. boy was it a feast *big fat grin*  after dinner, derrek went off to meet a friend while marcus and i went to causeway point to buy crispin's birthday present. we were walking high and low until we found a nice shirt for dear crispin. haha. i sure hope he loves it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;On the way home, we met marvin so i chatted with him for awhile. gosh! i haven't talked to that guy in ages man haha and he's still as hot as ever..right chels *googly eyes* while marcus was walking me home, not to my surprise, we spotted jasmine, marcus' cousin, and her boyfriend joshua who is also marcus' friend under the block. joshua and jasmine, especially joshua, were practically examining me up to down la! scary shits yo. 2 hours later, i received a call from marcus and thankfully i impressed them both. yay! in addition to that jasmine's entire family apparently knows about me..ahhhh!!! well fortunately i have made a good impression thus far..hopefully i get to continue the reputation. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For now..it's adios mates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-1535417809449122641?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1535417809449122641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=1535417809449122641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1535417809449122641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/1535417809449122641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-celebrations.html' title='birthday celebrations'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7571102056580486077</id><published>2008-09-12T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:22:12.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amplify in the city!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMtDOz1J6rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Ihaok4phHA/s1600-h/844305047_4dabd9c775_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMtDOz1J6rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Ihaok4phHA/s400/844305047_4dabd9c775_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245360112713460402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;mhmms! it's a glorious saturday morning and i'm doing research and working on my report now. well yesterday was one incredible day baby! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 8.45 and started studying for my Singapore Arts Scene exam. I remember that nerve-wrecking feeling and butterflies fluttering wildly in my stomach. It was a madhouse! Hence I lost track of time..i met marcus at khatib mrt and he accompanied me to school. I had rehearsal with max which was rather fun. Then i had lunch with rachel and debrah..it was the first time whereby rach was totally silent and studying! omg! ahaha. deb and i were chattering like little monkeys i swear. after lunch we met pin and started playing songs from our phone, singing and dancing to calm ourselves haha. I so can't wait to be legal and club with them yo! Well soon it was 3 and we headed to the exam room and then it was 3.45 the exam ended. It was easy peasy as there were only 25 mcq..yeah! it's all over. I made a few stupid mistakes but i'm confident i'll still do well (: After the exam, rach deb mitchel and i headed to starbucks in orchard. it was rachel's treat..thanks babe! After much catching up, I met marcus for dinner. He treated me to Manhattan's Fish At PS (: After dinner i went to amplify in the city at raffles place. the night was awesome! the songs were good and session by leonard was great..i was definitely amazed by his teaching. we even had a free gift which was a hand-painted tea light. after that there was fellowship outisde the auditorium and my oh my did i meet lotsa familiar faces. i felt like a rock star..wahahhaha...pop! goes the ego. around midnight, crispin anna marcus and i headed to 848 for supper which was filled with much retardedness -.-  we hung out till like 1am before heading home sweet home. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7571102056580486077?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7571102056580486077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7571102056580486077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7571102056580486077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7571102056580486077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/amplify-in-city.html' title='amplify in the city!'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMtDOz1J6rI/AAAAAAAAAPM/8Ihaok4phHA/s72-c/844305047_4dabd9c775_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-7293055856832502356</id><published>2008-09-09T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:10:26.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMdISYoYPlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_Zded1oy4xc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMdISYoYPlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_Zded1oy4xc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244239771782889042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ARE LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JAZREEL and MELISSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammie and Beverley&lt;br /&gt;Marcus&lt;br /&gt;Jamie, Adel, Daffy, Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;Debrah, Val, Pin, Rach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-7293055856832502356?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7293055856832502356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=7293055856832502356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7293055856832502356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/7293055856832502356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/who-are-love-jazreel-and-melissa-sammie.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SMdISYoYPlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/_Zded1oy4xc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8896854471613417.post-4511842628483412592</id><published>2008-09-04T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:31:39.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jubiliations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yeah baby!!! school's almost coming to an end. i know it's only the first term of the first year and there's nothing much to celebrate about but it's been a long and rigorous 7 weeks. i promise you my classmates and i have lost weight and developed muscles. wahahaha. it feels pretty darm awesome!! in addition to that much has happened..let's talk about school first shall we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can conclude that i am a teacher's pet..madam lim's pet that is. she's always so nice and lenient to me..she even called me "dear"..she's always talking so fast and telling people that they are wrong and should improve but she has never once done that to me even though i'm in the "wrong".  like today while we were having our usual rounding off the session, i was asked to demonstrate and exercise with my other classmate but i was tired and being rahter whiney and stuff. In this case, she would start her usual nagging and all but to me she was like oh dear!..okay you better sit down then..elizabeth! please take over her and do it. i swear i was super shocked and so were my other classmates. i absolutely don't blame them if they were swearing at me in their minds. ahhhh!!! don't blame me people..it ain't my fault ): it feels kinda weird yet cool yet annoying yet freaky..i've never been a teacher's pet and now that i am one..i don't really enjoy it. no doubt i have certain advantages like being treated nicer and hopefully getting better grades but ultimately i want to be treated equally. this is freaking tertiary man not primary school! oh wells. i still repect madam lim as a teacher. i just hope i'm not "spoilt" in class. sighs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Moving on to more positive stuff..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;I MISS MARCUS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;hough he's like talking to me on the phone now hahahaha.  well i'm glad that igy and another certain someone are so out of my mind. it's nice to know that there is someone out there who&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; cares for you in times of pain, keeps you company in times of loneliness, comforts you in times of sadness and most of all loves you for who you are. i never thought he would be the one but as time passed, i knew more about him and i guess things just happened. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love love! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8896854471613417-4511842628483412592?l=dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4511842628483412592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8896854471613417&amp;postID=4511842628483412592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4511842628483412592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8896854471613417/posts/default/4511842628483412592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancingupmystairwaytoheaven.blogspot.com/2008/09/jubiliations.html' title='jubiliations'/><author><name>nicole da silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15576761083177638318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7aOiz3VKlMc/SDfDws-VGtI/AAAAAAAAAOE/cx0kQunIG0k/S220/sexy+back.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
