Greetings hardworking, terrific team members! THANK YOU for all these releases!!
Meilin, HAVE FUN studying for your midterms! I'll be thinking of you & supporting you all the way, while I'm LABORIOUSLY re-reading Crazy Girl Shin Bia. 
BTW, Meilin, can you guys SLOW DOWN a bit? 
I can't seem to catch up with all the reading here!
(group A fans) ==> 
<== *please watch the spits, ladies!*
(group B fans) ==> 
<== *thank you, love the tomatoes!*
(group C fans) ==> 
<== *excuse me, but that color is never flattering on one's face!*
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH... 
<== *A stampede of fans*
...(INTERMISSION)...
Okay, I'm back---freshly showered & perfume scented. 
So... with the Valentine's Day over, let's talk about 'What WAS your most embarrassing moment in pursuit of love?' 
For me, there was ONE incident that I still cringed every time I happen to think about it. 
It was during my 2nd year of middle school, I was sweet on this CUTE & athletic boy in my class. 
Back then, I was a VERY SHY person. WHO?! Me! YOU?! Yes! Don't you guys believe me?!? Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr... 
Anyway... I used to love watching him play soccer with his buddies. 
He was soooo cool and manly! <== *subconciously picked out a potential horseback riding candidate, maybe?*
On that fateful day, I had on a brand new school uniform, complete with shiny black shoes. <== *cute, but definitely not sexy.* 
While I was watching him playing soccer, the ball landed next to me. 
A guy came running and hollering at me to kick the ball back. HE was watching me!
Ahhh... this was MY chance to get him to really notice ME! 
So with that thought in mind, I kicked the ball with all my might! 
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Did I miss the ball?
Nope.
Did I miss the field?
Nope.
Then why was it embarrassing?
Well... with that 'all my might' kick, my right shoe came flying off at the same time! 
BUT, that was not my MOST embarrassing moment, though. 
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What was it then??
Well... Lo and behold! When that shoe went flying, it came down and landed ON MY HEAD!! 
humiliation, hUmIlIaTiOn, HUMILIATION!! I wanted to die from EMBARRASSMENT then and there!
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 
So what happened after that?
(daintily wiping the tears from my long-lash-fringed eyes)
I never watched another soccer game again, and I never told him that I like him. Goodbye my first love... 
Um... was it the second? Wait... I think that was the third or the fourth. Um... I'm not so sure now. Let me do a recount... 
