<?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-3671122671622956897</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:13:44.211+08:00</updated><category term='twojuicy'/><category term='ice-cream family'/><category term='wuyuetian'/><category term='RVSE'/><category term='thank God:D'/><category term='stayreal'/><category term='some shit'/><category term='brudderrrrrr'/><category term='random'/><category term='emo'/><category term='ashin'/><category term='flendddd'/><category term='quiz'/><title type='text'>reality strikes.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1446919502384829031</id><published>2009-08-29T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:09:38.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.talktomyhands.wordpress.com"&gt;movedd!~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(because blogger sucks hahahahaha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1446919502384829031?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1446919502384829031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5593904343771067565</id><published>2009-08-22T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:05:35.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white"&gt;certain stuffs are just not funny at all.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5593904343771067565?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5593904343771067565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/certain-stuffs-are-just-not-funny-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i almost died during pt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i had scared you guys or something &gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;and that i was really slow and made you all wait for me. paiseh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the concern(: and rae (and her dad) for sending me home:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt faint! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt like i was about to though. i was never so close to walking towards the light before i guess. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did running, 80 step ups, 1 min of uh some arm thingy, 40 dips, 60 of the stupid wave-your-arm thing, 30 of the flick-your-fingers thing, 30 secs of the lie-down-and-lift-your-legs-up thing, 20 leg scissors thing. i dont know how to describe those exercise lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to die. puke, can't open my eyes, cannot breathe, etc etc -- the whole package. i think corliss said something like my face was damn pale or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't finish the whole exercise routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mr elson loh or someone came up to me and told me to calm down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"breathe slowly, you are scaring your friends..focus.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more he said stuffs, the more scared i was, and the more i tried to draw in air slowly. but i just ended up choking and all the gasping and the people crowding around me made me even &lt;i&gt; more&lt;/i&gt; scared, and all this was just really, a vicious cycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the teacher (who made me go through all the torture) came and told me to open my eyes and look at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looked like, blue in colour. basically everything was blue, the grass was blue, people's skins were blue, clothes were blue, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't stand opening my eyes because it was exhausting to even lift my eyelid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(somemore he was the one who caused me to become like this, 狼狈, tearing, and everything unglam.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so after some time i felt better. fingers felt damn bloody numb. pins and needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my group de people (rae, yiming, bernice, xuxi) and the PE teachers who came were very funny, so yeah. thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. bad experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;and to think i had lots of fun right before swimming lessons. mdm tia nvr come today, relief teacher also never come. so me and rae started to play memory game using uno, then yiming bernice and doreen joined us, then peihao come and kapo. and brought weining here hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played uno 10 mins before we had to go to the car porch to assemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super kanchiong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like, "faster lah you is blue/red/green/yellow colour!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;draw two reverse reverse reverse skip you blablablablah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we didnt finish the game, but it was very thrilling all the same hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and they all very nice sia! totally hit-and-run lah. play finish then throw cards to me, rae, bernice and doreen to keep. very considerate hor!! D&lt; LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we reached the car porch early, sweating like some idiot. z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after that game, i was damn 狼狈 (refer to the top of the post) -.- ironic shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;&lt;i&gt;why didnt God take me away while i was struggling so hard? i felt like giving up, but hearing the word "friends" coming from elson loh just made me feel..idk. maybe there was something for me to live for.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1304707353026682087?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1304707353026682087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-almost-died-during-pt-today.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;transparent rings ftw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thanks ah flendd(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;333333333333333333333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friends are more ke3 kao4 yeah.&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/3671122671622956897-7644992922634108388?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7644992922634108388/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5213389069475824517</id><published>2009-08-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:14:07.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i should not have went blog-hopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now this stupid phobia of mine just became worse k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe i should just start to avoid everything that has got to do about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pick up all that shards, and leave without a trace or something more emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i should just disintegrate from the surface of the earth or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i hate myself for being the most foolish person on earth like how i am the nicest person on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im just not good enough to deserve to have that lovely but improbable dream of mine to come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my childish and wishful thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i realised it is not just me, there are so many others out there. better than me in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;more matured,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not as superficial as me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cleverer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;english better than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;less vulgar than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;more responsible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;not as dao as me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;doesnt scream and go crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;doesnt fangirl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;doesnt play uno during champs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;have rings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;chio-er,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;skinnier,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;taller,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and the list can go on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;infinite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-insert something more emo please-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(because i know my english is not that good to type, you know, those kind of stuffs. that is touching and gan3 ren2 and everything.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(that's just me, and that's why i hate myself.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i suck lah. i already knew that certain stuffs are never going to happen and yet i still remain on this same spot, like how i was few years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1300460387164383899</id><published>2009-08-15T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:42:43.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUCK LAH!&lt;br /&gt;*strangles geog assignment even though the deadline had been extended alr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art is &lt;a href="mailto:!@#%"&gt;!@#%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later still got piano. wapiang oi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lah my chinese very good meh why must choose me to go to the stupid compo enrichment thing and &lt;a href="mailto:!@$"&gt;!@$&lt;/a&gt;# why must 4-6pm why must make me change my piano to saturday why why why why whyyyzxc shh0 suckiieshzxc wann ); iiee am siiianzxc untiu wann tuu diiee luhhhszxczxczxc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay that was disgusting hahahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it just means that im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update later about the past few days. maybe. (alot of stuffs happened LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you became a phobia of some sort.&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/3671122671622956897-1300460387164383899?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1300460387164383899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/suck-lah-strangles-geog-assignment-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1300460387164383899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1300460387164383899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/suck-lah-strangles-geog-assignment-even.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-96254362864140549</id><published>2009-08-10T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:06:48.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER SUCKS !@#$% I CAN'T POST THOSE BLOODY PICTURES !@#$% WALAO WHAT IS WITH THIS STUPID THING&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4304129601852506022</id><published>2009-08-05T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:40:20.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>congratulate me for passing my 听写.&lt;br /&gt;just nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i must be a sniper, since i am so accurate.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also for completing the corrections!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tears of joy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4304129601852506022?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6910599695475454645</id><published>2009-08-04T11:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T11:43:44.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashin'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>crap!&lt;br /&gt;i nvr go to school again ):&lt;br /&gt;going to miss ICAS. *money fly away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid red itchy spots i hate you!!11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor's to extend my mc. z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder when my laptop is going to be okay. STUPID NEC AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i think they need 3 working days or something to change the hard disk and download &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't even used it for 3 months yet -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;厉害呗.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guy at NEC wanted to cheat my dad's money. told my dad to buy this backup disk for $98 (!!!!!) but turned out that the warranty was not over yet, so my dad didnt have to pay for that retarded disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad service -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they should learn from the singtel guy at west mall (LOL.) he is friendly and approachable and always asks for our opinion and stuffs. &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; jump to conclusions and desperately want to weave money out from your poor customer, okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very very very &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; bored T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate lang arts T-T it's very screwed D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag you still haven't give me the wuyuetian vid we filmed T-T i want to seeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay okay i know you have other stuffs to handle, so no pressure k. LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, i can stare at ashin's pic until i can't tahan the boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365947935316716994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SnetN5fLLcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vnldAchf1CY/s200/ashin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ashin's tongue very long! and guanyou very funny and random LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;zi4lian4 ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but that's only becos he is shuai4 and &lt;s&gt;cute&lt;/s&gt; adorable enough to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365947544054719090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/Snes3H7C4nI/AAAAAAAAAEU/puLLCBY5yeo/s200/ashin-book_thumb.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;FOOD!! deng x4 *stomach growls*&lt;br /&gt;the perfect food promoter cos he is so shuai4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and the lighting not very good har. (nvm! still can see his pretty face!:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay! i know i should stop fangirling alr. sorry lah! (if i gross you out or sth)&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-6910599695475454645?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6910599695475454645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/crap-i-nvr-go-to-school-again-going-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6910599695475454645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6910599695475454645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/08/crap-i-nvr-go-to-school-again-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SnetN5fLLcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vnldAchf1CY/s72-c/ashin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2685542951811333017</id><published>2009-08-03T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:11:46.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;haven't been blogging since donkey years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go to school today &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;i personally think that mondays are cursed or something. like, last monday i was sick too? or was it last last monday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i think it's last last monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CID!! *screams head off* i missed another CID lesson. maybe they are going to blast mayday songs from the mac again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, today not using mac comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ART &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%#$"&gt;!#$%#$&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm very very very sure mr seetoh is going to talk some crap about me again. *does the w sign* always like that one lor ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up to find myself covered in some really big red rashes thing at 1am in the morning. in chinese, it's called 风沫. dont ask me what is that because i have totally no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've heard of it. bro kena before. and my mom says i can't be in contact with the wind. so i wrapped myself up in long pants and blankets throughout the rest of the night/morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up again at ard 5.45am sweating. and the rashes didnt subside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see the doctor and he told me it &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;风沫.&lt;br /&gt;(so what is that ah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me if i wanted an injection, and i was like, NONONONONONONEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got several pills and some cream thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather i scratch myself until my skin tears and blood comes out than take an injection, ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin still looks horrible. i freak myself out when i see my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was worse last night, so i'd better be grateful lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*does the w sign again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got a new 5megapix, touch screen, LG viewty phone + 2GB microSD card! wahahaha. but nicholine and michelle has it alr. D: aiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as mag said, I FINALLY GOT RID OF THAT &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt; PHONE! hip hip hooray~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365569691990759410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SnZVNPS2F_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tJQ4Dk7DNKM/s200/viewty+KU990R.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. chio right! trying to transfer all my stuffs to the new phone. trying to get used to the touch screen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trying to stop myself from scratching until my skin tears and blood comes out -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2685542951811333017?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SnZVNPS2F_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/tJQ4Dk7DNKM/s72-c/viewty+KU990R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7369346749472904691</id><published>2009-07-23T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:12:06.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder when i will get to see wuyuetian again.&lt;br /&gt;probably not on 28july?&lt;br /&gt;not on 28/29 august either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will go with me anyway. it's too late, too far, too troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasted so much tears for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time to face it.&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking about tuesday already you stupid retarded idiot dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i really want to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just coop up in your hole and cry and start telling yourself to stop dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i.must.smile.cos.im.not.sad.at.all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7369346749472904691?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6984617021586959224</id><published>2009-07-19T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:08:02.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;感觉我好像很多愁善感&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;遇到一点小小挫折就放弃不干了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我好没用啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just cant come up with better, less ridiculous ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;even telling others about those ideas makes me feel embarrassed of my own idiocy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tests exist only to whack out all the confidence i have in myself.&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/3671122671622956897-6984617021586959224?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6984617021586959224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-cant-come-up-with-better-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6984617021586959224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6984617021586959224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-cant-come-up-with-better-less.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7032073216767293458</id><published>2009-07-16T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:04:34.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw this shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happen at wrong timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7032073216767293458?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7032073216767293458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/screw-this-shit-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7032073216767293458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7032073216767293458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/screw-this-shit-man.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-536555007950263314</id><published>2009-07-16T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:25:43.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi hi my throat is on fire now i cant talk. didnt go to school either. mag also! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya cant go to the cckps thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my voice is now damn damn loooooooooooooooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GONA DIE FOR CHINESE PRESENTATION YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-536555007950263314?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/536555007950263314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-hi-my-throat-is-on-fire-now-i-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/536555007950263314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/536555007950263314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-hi-my-throat-is-on-fire-now-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1428029208052755533</id><published>2009-07-14T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:13:52.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah.&lt;br /&gt;now dorothy is a sad person, because she just screwed her laptop up and she doesnt know how to get it working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Can't. Get. It. To. Like. Work?!&lt;br /&gt;What. The. T-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone save her please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL i'm talking in a b***** way. sorry T-T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;okay. and i dont want to screw my chinese presentation tmr up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling nervous alr &gt;&lt; yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i totally hate -toooooooot toot- okay. like, i hate her to the core of the bigger-than-the-biggest apple on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2K was totally laughing at us during pe today when they saw how 狼狈 we looked like doing some retarded stepups, situps, and the put-a-4kg-ball-on-your-back-and-start-doing-something-that-i-dont-really-understand exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dropped my wallet on the way to the canteen from the grand stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mag saw it standing on the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally standing. not lying down flat on the ground. standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my wallet is angry at her too!!1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1428029208052755533?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1428029208052755533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1428029208052755533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1428029208052755533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-3919661189807309854</id><published>2009-07-11T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:43:58.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stayreal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, my fingers feel like jelly now after playing guitar geek.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayreal got loadsa nice clothes for july!!&lt;br /&gt;shit im feeling the itch to buy something from them now.&lt;br /&gt;must-resist-temptation-ahh!&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-3919661189807309854?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3919661189807309854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-my-fingers-feel-like-jelly-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3919661189807309854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3919661189807309854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-my-fingers-feel-like-jelly-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-320888590806941150</id><published>2009-07-10T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:16:23.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twojuicy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;MAG! YOU CANNOT DIE LAH YOU DIE THEN I HOW AH JUMP WITH YOU AH T-T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was suck. except for home econs heheheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;lang arts, usual stuffs lor. like going to sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;chinese, same lah. just that for the whole one hour i was worrying about the oral presentation thingy. havent kena yet. kena-ed something else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that sounds like boring and a waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say, chinese compo enrichment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIAN AH I WANT TO DIE LIKE NOW LOL. (MAG!!!!!!!111!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess.&lt;br /&gt;told timo to come and teach me, mag and rae physics at national library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. he agreed. i think from now on got what problem can go ask him liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history, i dont understand why we have to change teacher.&lt;br /&gt;whaddayaknow maybe we angered ms ek or something and she decided to torture us by changing our teachers to stupid sucky trainees to make sure we our fail our gpa. and suffer the great damnation of being on the bad side of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or any other reasonable explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. i really want to kill whoever who is behind the change-your-good-teacher-into-a-bad-one-for-2J idea. maybe they wanted us to realise that we really had a wonderful teacher previously and we should stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if we still complain (like what i am doing now), they will change again. into a worse teacher. such as the physics relief teacher we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME ECONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;french toast and hot tea was very very very very (x123875604338947) nice :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;thank you corliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think as long as you do not provoke her, mrs chew is actually a nice kind lady.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met timo after sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met rae's anteater at bugis(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um and crapped quite a lot. when we were supposed to study physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;timo was a great help!! THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking that you are stupid or what cos mag finally understood after you taught her. and me and rae were like trying to push those info into her before that. to no avail. see! you 超厉害的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;timo can be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe become like mr suria.&lt;br /&gt;or mr seetoh.&lt;br /&gt;a weird funny kind of teacher.&lt;br /&gt;but you must teach properly because the fate of your students lies in your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(currently, my fate is quite gloomy and dark.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a question! why do we see apparent image instead of the real one in water? doesnt light rays bend? so why cant we see the real object in water? AIYA. die liao lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag should have eaten pizza for dinner ba.&lt;br /&gt;*bashes her up*&lt;br /&gt;*says okay lah dont bash*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to waking up late tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;TGIF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-320888590806941150?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/320888590806941150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mag-you-cannot-die-lah-you-die-then-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/320888590806941150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/320888590806941150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/mag-you-cannot-die-lah-you-die-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5528651204024762206</id><published>2009-07-04T13:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:27:45.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twojuicy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i think im going to miss mr boey &gt;&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL but i wonder if he will miss us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gave us (2J girls) some hello kitty marshmellow thingy yesterday, and gave the guys some weird blue long looking something. dont know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ate it in class.&lt;br /&gt;heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;(this laughter reminds me of how ken laughed during lang arts lesson ytd when mrs look had the 自知之明 to know that she cant walk through the rows of tables that were rather squeezy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;(and this laughter reminds me of how mr seetoh laughed at mag when he remembered that she was from com club and was his art rep. "you are from infocomm right? HAHA." guai4 pi4 sia.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;(and this reminds me of mag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laugh my ass out.&lt;br /&gt;(this is me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dont laugh liao.&lt;br /&gt;this is retarded LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think that was mr boey's last day of school?&lt;br /&gt;and he is going to indiaa~~ doing something that people wont usually do. then study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mysterious for what LOL.&lt;br /&gt;volunteer? missionary (:o i dont think he is a Christian? nvm)? go visit mr suria? (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bon voyage&lt;/strong&gt;~~ must come back to sg in one piece. and get a PhD back or something!! ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for the marshmellows.&lt;/strong&gt; quite nice ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we keep kena change form teachers one leh. so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;lynn was quite emo when he bade the final goodbye to us.&lt;br /&gt;mr see, ms teo, mr boey, then mr suria AND mr seetoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have like 2 form teachers, and 1 co-form. 3 TEACHERS! siao one leh.&lt;br /&gt;then mr suria is going to do reservice in ns next week. last year also like that. walao. physics gone liao LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of leaving makes me sad too.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i will bear to leave &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;twojuicy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im going to miss all the nice people over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even the not-so-nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;after all, everyone was a part of 2J. without anyone, it will seem weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, without lynn, kirsten, kelvin, ken, zhaoyuan (during chinese lesson), lessons will be really quiet. no one would be there to answer questions when the teachers ask. no one will scream or play netball in class during recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without chenfang and peihao, our class will really be screwed. they did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the quiet people and the not-so-outstanding ones, our class will be a great big explosion in the oven or something. damn noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the people i hate, school would not have been fun. i wouldnt have anyone to scold and ridicule. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even sam had a part in the funny memories. example, singing in class. and being our last year E&amp;amp;C idol thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cleanest class award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm tia making us ALL stay back to do cleanliness duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year one orientation. cheer like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xingchun and eesheng sat beside me during the pass-a-rubber-band-with-a-straw game. tian ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly remember i owe kelvin $2.50 for the mcdonalds' meal during last year's teachers day. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not having the west msia trip was a pity, and a regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go to year 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twojuicytoresist is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5528651204024762206?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5528651204024762206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-but-i-wonder-if-he-will-miss-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5528651204024762206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5528651204024762206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-but-i-wonder-if-he-will-miss-us.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1145700225225011521</id><published>2009-07-03T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:39:24.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;aiya as if you would care lah hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder if you even remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wonder why i care so much whether i get that present or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think i am the idiotic one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;no one cares anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stopped by a guy when me and mag were on the way to eat wanton mee (!!!).&lt;br /&gt;he asked me if his friend, who was like running away or something, could have my handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;then i stun and stare.&lt;br /&gt;then walked away LOL. heck care lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao i think they are lame shit people man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am so fat and ugly why would you want my number LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should get mag's number ma. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after eating wanton mee, we went to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1145700225225011521?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1145700225225011521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/aiya-as-if-you-would-care-lah-hahas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1145700225225011521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1145700225225011521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/aiya-as-if-you-would-care-lah-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8686613428812251674</id><published>2009-07-01T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:10:49.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel like posting pics today :D&lt;br /&gt;a picture speaks a thousand words hor.&lt;br /&gt;not in chronological order btw(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/6:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月天's first and fourth album!! WAHAHAHA. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;疯狂世界and时光机. damn ex lor.&lt;br /&gt;*stabs self*&lt;br /&gt;$34.10 *stabs harder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcaCI16SI/AAAAAAAAADE/feM_49Njj-4/s1600-h/DSC01049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353474184380279074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcaCI16SI/AAAAAAAAADE/feM_49Njj-4/s200/DSC01049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20/6:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to jurong point and science centre with my sunday school teachers and friends. im the oldest student there, got one P3, one P4, bro P6. abit the weird. but the girls were cute LOL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ATE SASHIMI!! JEALOUS RIGHT! *bigsmile emoticon* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473910871744818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcKHPU4TI/AAAAAAAAACU/LDmdRW6XCVs/s200/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473907828230498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcJ75siWI/AAAAAAAAACM/akrtgLFnwQA/s200/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353474179494143154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcZv75ZLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/soPVUkqLUZ8/s200/DSC01019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls wanted to play at waterworks. i didnt want to. LOL. not with them. dont wana bully them hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it brings back old memories ): i still remember there was this retard who splashed one big bottle of water, then i got really wet. I WASNT WET BEFORE THAT DE OK! i think it was daren lim. or big afiq. cant rmb the details lah. then since i got wet, then i began splashing them back :DD and others LOL. fun&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today, ie, 1/7:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mag was randoming and bought chalks to doodle on the floor at our house there de carpark. OUR MASTERPIECE! &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;i totally love the wuyuetian one. and the rainbow one. mag de 'i love you' also very nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my mum was like, "got people call police anot?!" HAHAHAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mag wrote our names like everywhere. thanks alot hor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcZ0KekbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xJwRJ2_MO9k/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353474180629041586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcZ0KekbI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xJwRJ2_MO9k/s200/DSC01047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473919409592866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcKnC6GiI/AAAAAAAAACk/4Ucb1iyJ5W0/s200/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473913587431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcKRWy90I/AAAAAAAAACc/_hgzbwDCq_g/s200/DSC01030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353473924069462370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcK4Z6EWI/AAAAAAAAACs/-Q48aIidJjQ/s200/DSC01039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8686613428812251674?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8686613428812251674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/feel-like-posting-pics-today-d-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8686613428812251674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8686613428812251674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/07/feel-like-posting-pics-today-d-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SktcaCI16SI/AAAAAAAAADE/feM_49Njj-4/s72-c/DSC01049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5116357636592977811</id><published>2009-06-26T11:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:08:32.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im trying very hard to improve my typing speed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;br /&gt;very difficult neh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5116357636592977811?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5116357636592977811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-trying-very-hard-to-improve-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5116357636592977811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5116357636592977811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-trying-very-hard-to-improve-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7111235837162126489</id><published>2009-06-25T11:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:25:49.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真纯真 pianoo scoree!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeees &lt;3 trying to master it, but yah. can't lah, obviously. now still stuck at end of page two. 5 more pages to go. sad right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and still have a lot of other mayday score!! but not piano. sadly.&lt;br /&gt;they are band scores, ie guitars, bass and drums. i didnt know drums have scores too. so cool :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will go kope a guitar from mag. soon! hopefully there wont be spiders. or spiderwebs. ew.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, i still have one history review, damn lots of crap maths project waiting (for me) to be cleared, one bloody chinese presentation thing, and half of a jianbao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have, say, 60 hours left to finish them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can like drop dead now lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even go to far east, kbox, or any ice cream family outing. T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even the complete ice cream family chiong homework session because everyone's not free at different times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7111235837162126489?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7111235837162126489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pianoo-scoree-wheeeees-3-trying-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7111235837162126489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7111235837162126489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/pianoo-scoree-wheeeees-3-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-9361177079915814</id><published>2009-06-19T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:43:54.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twojuicy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank God:D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class outing at east coast park was damn exhausting lah LOL. slept for 5 hours when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, me and mag met downstairs at 1pm. wanted to eat wanton mee but dont have, so end up eating sausage prata &lt;3 then hung around in lot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out of lot one realising that i forgot to return my ashin book. so we went back to the library -.-&lt;br /&gt;had to part with it, goodbye. im going to miss you lots and lots T-T ashinnnnnnnn~~~ i cry. 2 days later i need to return my wuyuetian book. i cry more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. then left for tampines mainly to see what mag has been talking about. there are 3 shopping centres around the mrt station. took some time to window shop. if only we had money T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set off to bedok at around 5pm. we were supposed to meet at 6pm, so we decided to go first. wrong move. met lynn, kirsten, joelle and samuel at the bus interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mag took 16 to ecp. dint see kirsten they all. from then onwards, it was disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said that if we can miraculously go to esplanade, why not ecp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乌鸦嘴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked the bus driver if the bus will go to ecp. he nodded before i could finish my sentence. then we sat for very very very long. couldnt see any sand or sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shophouses.&lt;br /&gt;nicoll highway.&lt;br /&gt;singapore indoor stadium? (mayday!)&lt;br /&gt;SUNTEC CITY WHAT THE HECK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i was totally frantic at that point. and strangely mag was cool and calm! so man right! my idol okay! then i think i said, "if we were lost again im going to cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;乌鸦嘴 x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 16 back in an attempt to get back to ecp, with mag's cousin's help. thank you yay. or else i think we would just go home straight from suntec or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to alight at parkway parade there, but didnt seem that we were anywhr near it-.- asked the bus driver, yep, and he confirmed my suspicion. and he kindly told us where to alight and transfer the bus. yay thanks. but then we still listened to mag's cousin and dint take any bus liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to learn how to be more decisive. if we were, we wouldnt have to go soooo far away until suntec when we realised something was wrong at around nicoll highway. yeah. eventhough it was risky, it was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached ecp in the end. walked across some weird estate and went down an underpass. then we smell sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. yeah literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! we walked for around 20 mins to our 2J bbq pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached our final destination in around 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cck -&gt; tampines -&gt; bedok -&gt; kallang -&gt; suntec -&gt; marine parade -&gt; ecp -&gt; stupid pit which was damn far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro hor. left at 5pm reach at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw corliss i was damn happy i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kirsten and gang already reached like donkey years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;stayed overnight with kyuhoung, jiaqi, yiming, jacelyn, ken, kelvin, peihao, samuel. and mag lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaqi, kh and peihao they all tried to start a fire. dint manage to do it, but they were very pro alr!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ken and jacelyn came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried very very very hard again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, the very duapai fire came back after much rescucitation (sp?)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq was 1000000000012389346723 times better i think. improved alot! cos the chicken was great! not chaoda or what :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag was damn man. she broke open the can of luncheon meat! (with help of others) and took it out! she damn pro! *applause* the minced luncheon meat was not bad you know:D i think the most raw thing in that bbq was satay? sorry D: cos i was the one flipping it and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to play daidi, but due to the possibility that the police might visit us, we didnt. what a waste. then we spent much time discussing about police, underaged loitering, illegal gathering, parents, blah. eventually, it should not have been a worry because the police didnt come. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed up with mag on the beach stoning, guessing wuyuetian songs, pinching food, waiting for the sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this old werid ahpek. he sat on our 地盘 and started patting his legs. WEIRD LAH. then he hung around. and when the others woke up, they were stunned. we obviously didnt welcome his presence but he dint leave -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunrise. suck. lah. dont have the sun one. too cloudy le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played abit of daidi (i won ehehehehe), then the guys packed up, me and mag went to toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left ecp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we realised we were supposed to take 31, not 16. WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took another 2 hours to reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to catch up on my sleep lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate wanton mee. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2J outing was fun:D esp the daidi part. yay &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-9361177079915814?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/9361177079915814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-outing-at-east-coast-park-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/9361177079915814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/9361177079915814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-outing-at-east-coast-park-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2445012259654255763</id><published>2009-06-14T20:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:54:11.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i cried like a million times watching konjiki no gash bell (zatch bell lah).&lt;br /&gt;then i cried a few more times watching the final episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiyomaro is damn shuai4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;zatch is damn cute&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;sadly, zatch's voice changed around the last 20 episodes because his voice &lt;strong&gt;actress&lt;/strong&gt; was on maternity (sp?) leave.&lt;br /&gt;and more ridiculously, the artist of the manga/anime broke his right arm (like, how ridiculous this is, what the heck?!) so they chopped the manga and murdered the ending of the anime, becoming real short and sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like, i didnt even get to see the final deciding battle?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with the world?!&lt;br /&gt;INJUSTICE, i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2445012259654255763?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2445012259654255763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-cried-like-million-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2445012259654255763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2445012259654255763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-cried-like-million-times.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-172119651766496412</id><published>2009-06-11T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:00:37.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IM BACKK!!&lt;/strong&gt; (from 3 day 2 night RVSE+Foon Yew SE camp!)&lt;br /&gt;LOL very tired sia.&lt;br /&gt;like really really really. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so SE camp didnt turn out as sucky as me and junhui thought it would be. thank goodness, although being in a group (group 2) without your close friends is &lt;em&gt;a bit the sian lah hor. a bit the sad also lah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST DAYY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first day was quite shit. LOL. except for the icebreakers because group 2 gets to join with 1 and 3 in the games, with simin and enxian :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the foon yew people arrived at rv in the morning, and we assembled at LT3. we had to sit like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;rv foon yew rv foon yew rv foon yew&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;so we were separated T-T between me and simin was a girl from viola section, called sime-e and she was very nice. she kind of remind me of simin:D hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was lunch. walao lunch damn disgusting. actually almost all of the meals ordered from the canteen stalls were disgusting. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was music appreciation (?) organised by our guests. they spoke in chinese mostly, so i couldnt understand some of the stuffs mentioned during the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had master class with mr goh and the violists from both schools. okay, they were not kidding when they said &lt;em&gt;master &lt;/em&gt;class. the scales damn difficult!! T-T but the foon yew violist sitting beside me could do it easily T-T wahh 自卑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then preparation for talent night. quite sian too. the discussion was mostly between pauline and angela. yeah. our group leader ian keep disappearing from our group, to do some admin stuffs. agreed to play the song palladio and canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last activity of the day was candlefight. objective was to be the first group to light up 10 candles and bring all the candles to the grandstand from the canteen. blowing out candles of opposing teams was allowed. ian had a really pro strategy, which is to bring 8 of the unlighted candles to the other end first, then get 2 lighted candles, and bring them to the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and angela brought the candles to the grandstand. but she ran away after guarding the candles for some time, and left me to protect them alone in the darkness. sad right. ALONE LEH. i could see the rest of the world running around the canteen area, some screaming, some holding on to a bunch of lighted candles, with a pack of people running behind. while i was sitting down at the track with the crickets. walao. and i couldnt go with angela because the candles might fly away in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah lah i emo and sian kia lah. but you think i want meh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end we didnt manage to win, so all that sian-ness gone to waste. if i sat down there, sacrificed my joy of blowing out candles, but won, i wouldnt have minded. BUT! we lost sia. walao eh sian until 爆 can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall and chop one nice nice spot where there were fans around with fellow year one and year two violists :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being with them rocks :DD missed them so much throughout the lousy day.&lt;br /&gt;crapped damn lots and laughed until stomach pain thanks to junhui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights out liao still laughing. then 'dyed hair' came and scold us, say what, "你们再出声音就死定" threaten us ah D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECOND DAYY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 7(?) washed up and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast was mcdonald's sausage mcmuffin and some horribly sour apple juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had ensemble. went to LT4. the setting up took quite some time. the loggy (meaning logistics) people like junhui carried chairs from the hall to LT4. 辛苦你们了! &gt;&lt; the word 'loggy' is too cute for a saikang job lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch. !@#$% that lunch was the one of the worst. from western food stall. (trying to tarnish their reputation as if it is not bad enough) the veggie was extremely salty okay. not that im biased against veggies, but it tasted as if they simply dipped the cooked veggies into 酱青. EW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hort park for amazing race. WALKED THERE T-T it didnt seem that far, but it turned out to be &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;far. amazing race almost killed me okay. due to some miscommunication problems, we ran to the wrong place within the heart of hort park, and had to run back to the entrance to get to the hendersons bridge. and i got really pissed off by some people. but she is a cute junior that the rest of the ensmble adores! so what can i do? ughhhh. talk about injustice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran back to rv. my poor legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was a buffet! since it was not canteen food, i enjoyed it alot. especially the eclair *licks lips* met rvco in the canteen too, and they were having steamboat dinner! like, wow. then CO started 'bombing' us, and we bombed back until they stopped the game themselves. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after abit of rehearsing for talent night, it was the actual thing at LT1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were the first group to perform. LOL. better to get it over and done with lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a total flop btw. first group to start mah, never mind lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other groups were damn funny! most of the guys from foon yew were very enthu and cute! LOL. and i didnt know that jiashuang can be humorous too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xinni was damn cute. she got called up by yixuan to perform along with her group, and she totally stunned. then mr choy took a picture of her stunned face. DAMN ZHUN3 LAH HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the finale, the camp comm brought all of us up the stage to sing songs. first was 当你孤单你会想起谁. then it was 恋爱ing and i was like, "OMG 五月天 HAHAHAHA" we got really high especially viola section (LOL) then we held hands and turned around and around in a big circle. the last song was 我又初恋了, and i screamed, "OMG 五月天 AGAIN AHAHAHA LOL" then junhui was like *roll eyes* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weikai and tsuxiang (sp?) danced around. a bit the terrifying and dangerous lah hor. because they very uh, powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our viola section took alot alot of photos. and the effects were very nice :D &lt;strong&gt;viola section&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;333&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIRD DAYY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late, and assembled late for breakfast. kena scolding lor ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music appreciation again. the speaker said that we dint know alot about the history of music and stuffs, then say until very paiseh ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa. and thank God that me, junhui, nicholine, jolene and ching simin were going on the same bus, because they were really fun:D but our bus was really very very late, so we were separated from the rest of the ensemble when we reached sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to take 20 pictures of our group in different places of sentosa. walked around sentosa. one of the foon yew guy in our group very rich lor. he bought coffee bean!! ahh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw gurmit singh&lt;/strong&gt; and his family at palawan beach and we took a picture with him!! very special right :DDD we were the only group to do that. *proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gurmit singh wanders alot hor. saw him at west coast cycling before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought slurpee at 7-11 and went back to rv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch. didnt finish it. *pukes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played chucky with year one year two violists + enxian jolene and ching simin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;increased the number of guns we had to three. it was damn 爆笑 because we made alot of mistakes. and jolene accidentally said *ucky instead of chucky. walao ROFLMAO lah. jolene is very cute :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was prize presentation and photo taking. got consolation prize LOL. nevermind lah hahas. took a pic with sime-e and she was very shocked when i made that request, like she couldnt believe that i actually asked to take a picture with her. LOL shy lah. hahahas. and she refused to look at the picture. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played chucky and heart attack while waiting for the bus to come and fetch the foon yew people back home. okay, we are addicted to chucky :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;helped to move the tables and chairs back to their original positions in the classrooms. sweat like some idiot. pon-ed debrief! woooots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with our simin! (not ching simin LOL. very confusing lah hor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fun with violists and year two cellists :D i think we bonded alot through this camp. and i got to know about the foon yew people, especially sime-e :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think i really dreaded to come in the beginning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to try to change my fringe to the other side. LOL. looks more natural. random LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-172119651766496412?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/172119651766496412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-backk-from-3-day-2-night-rvsefoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/172119651766496412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/172119651766496412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-backk-from-3-day-2-night-rvsefoon.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7384982290340925745</id><published>2009-06-04T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:49:54.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i pon-ed cca today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no but it was an accident becos i didnt know it started at 12noon. and i only realised that 5 minutes before cca started. so i might as well not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant swear, but it's really unintentional that i dint go. (i could have went there late, but well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel paiseh to junhui. cos she wanted to pon, but in the end she didnt. and i did, leaving her without a stand partner. &lt;strong&gt;unintentionally.&lt;/strong&gt; sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i write a letter to say that i was late becos i forgot the time? or some other &lt;em&gt;lame &lt;/em&gt;excuses *image of mrs look saying 'laaammmeee' sarcastically*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see first lah hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7384982290340925745?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7384982290340925745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-pon-ed-cca-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many a times do you want me to tiao you i dont like butter i hate butter so and the hu-where is my pink dolphin calcium i dont like biscuit i want my bread! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you are such a pain! can you tell her nicely or not?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;keep you mouth shut and the eat your shit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's terrible! how can you do such a thing!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i like it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg i not stupid is damn funny LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7770190114419630335?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7770190114419630335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-many-times-do-you-want-me-to-tiao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7770190114419630335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7770190114419630335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-many-times-do-you-want-me-to-tiao.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8627699703435281436</id><published>2009-06-03T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:44:44.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 compres down, 1 maths worksheet down, 8 more homework plus 1 project to go.&lt;br /&gt;got like 26 more days i think. minus all other days im not free.&lt;br /&gt;wah! i feel very motivated!! *highly sarcastic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i know, at least i did something right.&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently reading a book called 等一个人咖啡 by 九把刀 for the chinese presentation thing. quite nice actually. at least i feel like reading it :D if not for the fact that the words are from right to left, up to down in vertical columns, and in traditional chinese, i would have enjoyed reading even more. those complicated words hurt my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the book is about a high school girl who is working part time in a cafe. people around her are generally weird, her colleague is a really manly les, and her employer is a young lady boss who doesn't know how to make coffee, but makes a cup of assorted-flavoured coffee everyday for a special someone to drink and chat with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl befriended a guy whose girlfriend ran away with a les, which in the end, turned out to be her colleague. then there was this shuai4 guy from university who often comes to the cafe with his girlfriend. and his girlfriends (note the 's') changes from time to time. nevertheless, the girl likes him alot and tries to find ways and means to get his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds confusing over here &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is a good read even though i havent finished the book. hehs :D&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what will mdm tia say when i start talking about homosexual characters in the book &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8627699703435281436?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8627699703435281436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-compres-down-1-maths-worksheet-down-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8627699703435281436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8627699703435281436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/06/4-compres-down-1-maths-worksheet-down-8.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7473772122819726805</id><published>2009-05-30T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:10:56.753+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i feel actually.&lt;br /&gt;many thoughts buzzing around.&lt;br /&gt;and walao, mosquitoes buzzing around too. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to go, and i dont want to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;homework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;projects.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want him to go and i dont want him to go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;does God love me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why dont i feel any joy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..at all?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do i not feel like reaching out to others..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i made zero effort to do so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's wrong with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's my freaking problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;camp. malaysia people. cca. suck. suck. suck. suck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pon cca.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cip.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there are so many stuffs on my mind. when i go blog-hopping, i realised that many people are happy (i guess). h.a.p.p.y. it is such a simple word, yet i can't seem to practice it in my life. if others can do it, why can't I?&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/3671122671622956897-7473772122819726805?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7473772122819726805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7473772122819726805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7473772122819726805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8214045027177438712</id><published>2009-05-29T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:49:40.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank God:D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;im going to speech day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe myself. i don't think i deserve the award anyways.&lt;br /&gt;still, im glad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8214045027177438712?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8214045027177438712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-speech-day-i-cant-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8214045027177438712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8214045027177438712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-speech-day-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6497272066112440627</id><published>2009-05-29T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:47:26.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i feel reluctant to tell you the reason why im emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its another case of i-want-to-say-but-i-dont-want-to-say thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe it's because when i compare my worries and your worries, i realise that mine is really nothing to waste time on. it is too small to regard. maybe it is even negligible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't worry. i will be fine.&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/3671122671622956897-6497272066112440627?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6497272066112440627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-reluctant-to-tell-you-reason-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6497272066112440627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6497272066112440627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-reluctant-to-tell-you-reason-why.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1373766172566005087</id><published>2009-05-27T21:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:51:07.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice-cream family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stayreal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cross-country almost killed me. stictch on both sides. can die one lor. but i did it. and personally im proud of my timing. though obviously there will be hundreds of people who did better than me, i still think im crazy to actually run. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zilian LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(omg im momentarily stunned by 双子星. the girl very kelian omg D: already pregnant liao still kena rape. and her father died the next day OMG LAH what kind of sadistic storyline is this D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;me, xuewen and weini went to jurong point after that, but mag couldnt cos she was feeling sick. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought loads of stuffs. i almost burned my wallet. ugh. i bought 3 badges (owch), and a belt. and ate sushi (cheap cheap!) and mac's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;total: 11 dollars.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay at least i dint spend more than weini and xuewen. if you want to buy cheap stuffs, you should really ask weini, who was 满载而归 at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i saw STAYREAL's imitation clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. alert: jurong point got imitation clothes. not only stayreal. i saw stage and other brands too. it is from a stall that doesnt have a proper room for a shop. and it bloody costs only $15.90 when the real one is like, $50++. and i bet the stall owner could see that i was really excited upon seeing the clothes, that's why she came up to me and told me about wuyuetian and ashin. please lah, i know more than you okay. so i was like, orh. then xuewen smirked (or something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i checked and checked and triple-checked. its imitation lor. firstly, it was in a lousy quality. made of thin fabric that was obviously not 100% cotton. secondly, the hello kitty looked weird. thirdly, the tag was in the wrong colour and font. HAH. SEE! im not brainless okay. she still said that the price was negotiable. zz. as if i will fall for it. as i said, im not a dumb dumb fan of stayreal. im still in my right state of mind okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but one amazing thing was that, some details really looked authentic lah. walao. 奸商. im pruod that im able to differentiate a fake from the reallll stayreal &lt;strong&gt;wheee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope far east got real stayreal T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think shopping is dangerous. i overspent &gt;&lt; LOL. but going out with weini and xuewen was fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1373766172566005087?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1373766172566005087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/cross-country-almost-killed-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1373766172566005087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1373766172566005087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/cross-country-almost-killed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4347418784708226960</id><published>2009-05-23T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:46:13.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stayreal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxsT9Wv5I/AAAAAAAAACE/jH0pIFR9OaU/s1600-h/STAYREAL+hello+kitty+shirt+omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001626845167506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxsT9Wv5I/AAAAAAAAACE/jH0pIFR9OaU/s200/STAYREAL+hello+kitty+shirt+omg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxT9oFe1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/rwQbosCWWsY/s1600-h/STAYREAL+cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339001208533515090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxT9oFe1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/rwQbosCWWsY/s200/STAYREAL+cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxT3vaO2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/WQlDnWzm3Ls/s1600-h/STAYREAL+hello+kitty+shirt+omg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg i freaking want that shirt and that cap. like, omg :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&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/3671122671622956897-4347418784708226960?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4347418784708226960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-freaking-want-that-shirt-and-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4347418784708226960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4347418784708226960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-i-freaking-want-that-shirt-and-that.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/ShfxsT9Wv5I/AAAAAAAAACE/jH0pIFR9OaU/s72-c/STAYREAL+hello+kitty+shirt+omg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2516165771472600832</id><published>2009-05-23T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:16:31.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;friday was like tuesday. i wonder how many times I must go through this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;one moment i was happy, something that hasn't been visiting for a long time i think. then i was sucked down into this bottomless vaccuum, with nothing but melancholy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my parents are the triggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am sick of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think they are sick of me too. with my gloomy face and zero appetite for any food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what they did not realise was that i was smiling when i was at the doorstep yesterday night. then, all that was left was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i should not be happy anymore. there will always be something big enough to shatter me into bits again after my short-lived happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sad.&lt;/span&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/3671122671622956897-2516165771472600832?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2516165771472600832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-was-like-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2516165771472600832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2516165771472600832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-was-like-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7067943410665648248</id><published>2009-05-21T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:58:49.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im really confused &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;daa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*random screaming, please ignore.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7067943410665648248?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7067943410665648248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-really-confused-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7067943410665648248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7067943410665648248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-really-confused-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7091448734527369772</id><published>2009-05-21T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:35:11.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after tomorrow, I would have survived the whole of 'terror week'.&lt;br /&gt;*gives self a tap on shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;患难见真情！&lt;br /&gt;*reaches to brudder and gives her a tap on shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;relatively pleased with myself now. for keeping awake until 1.30am. and not sleeping in class. what an achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KBOX!! I DEMAND KBOX! T-T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7091448734527369772?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7091448734527369772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-tomorrow-i-would-have-survived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7091448734527369772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7091448734527369772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-tomorrow-i-would-have-survived.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4870762659353840246</id><published>2009-05-20T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:51:19.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4870762659353840246?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4870762659353840246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-word-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4870762659353840246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4870762659353840246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-word-die.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-365651495001981731</id><published>2009-05-19T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:56:04.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i let my dad sign my chinese paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then he said, "做么你退步了?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was like, "A1 liao." in a tiny voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i turned ont the comp, pulled down my hair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really suck right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;even my dad says so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sebas, thanks for believing i can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i know i cant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cant make it.&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/3671122671622956897-365651495001981731?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/365651495001981731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-weak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/365651495001981731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/365651495001981731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-weak.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4714785079298185131</id><published>2009-05-09T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:10:48.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice-cream family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>walao i think mas selamat very fit sia. &lt;div&gt;because he &lt;em&gt;swam &lt;/em&gt;to johor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LMAOOOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;48 years old can swim from singapore to malaysia. probably 10 kilometers or something o___o and to think that i used to treat swimming to our neighbouring country as a great big lame joke. and this person actually did it. wow. hats off to him. can go be athlete liao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i nose bled ytd T-T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blood was really red. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bright red&lt;/span&gt; kind of red. ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kept thinking, &lt;strong&gt;'imgoingtofaintreallygoingtofaintliaosomuchbloodomgomgomg'. &lt;/strong&gt;and according to mag, i mumbled '&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blood blood blood a lot..' etc. i dont remember saying that. o_o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i was really semi-conscious liao. but i remember what i was thinking leh. maybe its just my memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really truly wished i fainted. wonder how it feels like to faint. sounds cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its okay, xuewen! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and thanks and paiseh guys LOL. for uh leading the way to toilet and walking barefooted with our wet uniform sticking to our skin in vivo. and rae for helping me wear shoe and carry bag. so paiseh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont dare to tell my dad about the nose bleed incident =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333686332325085682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SgUPdc2XwfI/AAAAAAAAABs/wb8cHl02TEs/s200/DSC04832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUHAHAHAHA. &lt;3 say i pro, thank you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4714785079298185131?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4714785079298185131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/walao-i-think-mas-selamat-very-fit-sia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4714785079298185131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4714785079298185131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/05/walao-i-think-mas-selamat-very-fit-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SgUPdc2XwfI/AAAAAAAAABs/wb8cHl02TEs/s72-c/DSC04832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-3023324352270305379</id><published>2009-04-30T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:27:08.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we got &lt;em&gt;bronze&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pretty sad ytd upopn knowing the results.&lt;br /&gt;first reaction was: omg. really ah. then stun abit.&lt;br /&gt;then junhui sms-ed me: OMG i wanna cry (sth like that lah hor)&lt;br /&gt;found it hard to sink into the harsh truth. then we emo talk lol. shan't talk about the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but viola-mates cheered me up! and MAG!&lt;br /&gt;(sorta. though i was still pretty teary then. but still,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS &lt;3333&lt;/strong&gt; *digs out big heart to prove my point*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least we tried(:&lt;br /&gt;syf's over now, but we are so going to do better for the next syf man.&lt;br /&gt;i feel really motivated. 2011. by then we will be seniors. wow. its kind of amazing to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;we are going to shine brighter on stage.&lt;br /&gt;jiayou all (including me lol)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 cheers for SE! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we rock no matter what:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/file/102468825/c92bfd96/13_River_Valley_-_B1.html?err=no-sess"&gt;http://www.4shared.com/file/102468825/c92bfd96/13_River_Valley_-_B1.html?err=no-sess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will remember that moment(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palladio&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;st paul's suite&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-3023324352270305379?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3023324352270305379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-got-bronze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3023324352270305379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3023324352270305379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-got-bronze.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6455014585976279894</id><published>2009-04-28T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:47:03.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its tomorrow!! &lt;/strong&gt;(in roughly 15 hours' time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE CAN DO IT &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-6455014585976279894?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6455014585976279894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-tomorrow-in-roughly-15-hours-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6455014585976279894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6455014585976279894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-tomorrow-in-roughly-15-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2012541427162763968</id><published>2009-04-25T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:39:51.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANA DROP DEAD NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/3671122671622956897-2012541427162763968?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2012541427162763968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wana-drop-dead-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2012541427162763968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2012541427162763968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wana-drop-dead-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2506392033204342336</id><published>2009-04-23T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:10:56.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;talk about saikang and shit work and the butts i have to clean up after their huge poop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think i can write more than just a 1000 word essay about them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know what im talking about. damn it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just feel immensely pissed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what kind of shit is this man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2506392033204342336?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2506392033204342336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-about-saikang-and-shit-work-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2506392033204342336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2506392033204342336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/talk-about-saikang-and-shit-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-803009791156876252</id><published>2009-04-16T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:08:35.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hey brudder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;remember that i love you k! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;dont know what to say to you face-to-face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;its hard to judge and say something correct.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;so i shall say it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i will always be there anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;even though i may not be able to give practical advice. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but i hope this can help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;im behind you always okay!&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/3671122671622956897-803009791156876252?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/803009791156876252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-brudder-remember-that-i-love-you-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/803009791156876252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/803009791156876252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-brudder-remember-that-i-love-you-k.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4242256437329728201</id><published>2009-04-16T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:05:41.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh im back.&lt;br /&gt;was donkey busy lol.&lt;br /&gt;and its totally unfair that whenever mag is absent, corliss has to be absent too. or vice versa. dont do this already hor. donkey froggy boring sia! T-T and im sick of waking up at 5am. everyday. now i know the importance of mag's car D: the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;oh and today's prank was donkey funny&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;random stuffs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1.&lt;/strong&gt; oh and cheese mee goreng is super nice :D LOL. especially when im the one cooking it lmaoooo.&lt;br /&gt;eh believe me okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, at least believe the cheese lor. its super 香 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#2.&lt;/strong&gt; i decided to buy this very very ex DVD. wuyuetian's concert in taiwan plus all the mvs included in their recent album &lt;3 and when i say ex, i really mean ex. $33.90 wish me good luck for saving my money please. i aim to buy it after syf to treat myself. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#3.&lt;/strong&gt; im trying to get myself sick. people behind me, beside me, beside beside me, all kena liao. WHY NOT ME?! T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4242256437329728201?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4242256437329728201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhh-im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4242256437329728201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4242256437329728201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhh-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6924731737747484502</id><published>2009-04-11T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:48:14.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mum had a surprise today.&lt;br /&gt;me and my bro secretly got a birthday cake while my mum and dad were away, at church. then we attached a card on the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum wasnt supposed to open the fridge before 8pm. but well, she did. but anyway, she very gandong YAY :D my dad super sweet LUH. he told us to do that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday mom:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-6924731737747484502?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6924731737747484502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-mum-had-surprise-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6924731737747484502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6924731737747484502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-mum-had-surprise-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8850201791254477794</id><published>2009-04-09T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T22:05:01.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>笑忘歌 mv &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9cNXZ-o4yo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e9cNXZ-o4yo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mv is super meaningful hahas.&lt;br /&gt;“只有自己能还你自己快乐。”&lt;br /&gt;the storyline totally brought out the whole meaning of this line. and its pretty touching too.&lt;br /&gt;the song made me smile ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, ashin is the director, in collaboration (woahhhh~ LOL act pro boh pro lar i know) with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;he has the potential man!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and paiseh couldnt embed the video -.-&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOU STILL HAVE TO WATCH IT :D&lt;br /&gt;*glares*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8850201791254477794?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8850201791254477794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/mv-3-httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8850201791254477794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8850201791254477794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/mv-3-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-340796604366753168</id><published>2009-04-08T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:41:42.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know you wont read this but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im going to say this anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i know i'm a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cos i promised to hang on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but i really cannot make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;everytime i see jap homework, my heart just sinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;like really sinks to some &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; seabed or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i cant go on pon-ing, so i might as well quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;maybe you can handle that stress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but i can't, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i'd rather get my good gpa back than trying so hard for jap, struggling like an idiot for some alien thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;to me, it's not worth it, especially not at the expanse of my results, time and energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i don't have any motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;it's just meaningless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i know i shouldn't have made empty promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;im really sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;but i can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i know apologies are not going to work, but i don't know what else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry xuewen. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel like a walking zombie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-340796604366753168?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/340796604366753168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-you-wont-read-this-but-whatever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/340796604366753168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/340796604366753168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-you-wont-read-this-but-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7493035618880973251</id><published>2009-04-08T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:50:39.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCREW JAP MANZXCZXCZXCCXZCXCZCZCZXCZXCZCZ ARHHHHHHH~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*hollers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7493035618880973251?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7493035618880973251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/screw-jap-manzxczxczxccxzcxczczczxczxcz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7493035618880973251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7493035618880973251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/screw-jap-manzxczxczxccxzcxczczczxczxcz.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7509140041653356442</id><published>2009-04-04T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T20:26:37.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think the soundcheck on 2 apr at republic cultural centre was pretty screwed. LOL. cos i forgot some parts of st paul's AHHHHHH *bangs head on wall* but still, im grateful for it. since i get to pon third lang (muhahahahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the makeup was okay, compared to the concert's. it was pretty light, and the lip gloss smells nice. and tasty. LOL. hm.&lt;br /&gt;the costume was ugly, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr chan said that we had done a good job, but on friday, we listened to the recording of our playing. it sounded...................uh.&lt;br /&gt;we weren't following our conductor, so palladio ended up slower than what it should be. plus, the hall was very echo-ish so all the notes were messy. so it turned out that it wasn't that much of a good job mr chan said it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess he was trying to encourage us.&lt;br /&gt;T.T gandong.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO BUCK UP D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;syf preview in 11 days time!&lt;/strong&gt; DDDD:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7509140041653356442?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7509140041653356442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-soundcheck-on-2-apr-at-republic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7509140041653356442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7509140041653356442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-soundcheck-on-2-apr-at-republic.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4063539422017928660</id><published>2009-03-27T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:59:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you corliss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;for being there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;previously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;last year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;really appreciate it..(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and LOL to xuewen for your "Project Smile".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;thank you too LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;you really very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and i have learnt not to give a damn anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;yeah, thats what you have taught me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;thanks too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4063539422017928660?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2720254435119302759</id><published>2009-03-23T22:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:30:25.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK. this is like &lt;strong&gt;SUPER DUPER &lt;/strong&gt;crazy yeah.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day i have been talking to same thing as mag at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;how ridiculous LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"broom 也要偷!"&lt;br /&gt;"(cck got) army base"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other random stuffs. i think got alot. but apparently my memory is failing me yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;but true.&lt;br /&gt;and nice too.&lt;br /&gt;AND CRAZY. hahs.&lt;br /&gt;they say the more you spend time with each other, the more similar you would become.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANA HAVE MAG'S HAIR YA KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(kidding LOL)&lt;br /&gt;(别生气嘛~)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2720254435119302759?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2720254435119302759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2720254435119302759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2720254435119302759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2301243449590679011</id><published>2009-03-20T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:54:50.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the massacre of the scale books&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there wont be any act two LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i might as well have jumped into the inferno with those books. and add in some homework to burn too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1233927147740147854</id><published>2009-03-17T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:51:46.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this blog is so turning into a place to flame samuel like shit again.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, SAMUEL AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM HOW CAN YOU SAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Chill woman.&lt;/strong&gt; didnt wan to provoke u lolx. i juz think tat it is random like my comment but to conclude i am still the most random person in the level yay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO RAE HUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE YOUR FRIEND AH. what an ass.&lt;br /&gt;you are trying to act like some cool person. (which, unfortunately, ARE NOT)&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so bloody rude.&lt;br /&gt;you didnt provoke her (or maybe you did) you provoked all the other people man.&lt;br /&gt;i feel suay to be in this class -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tries to calm down*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1233927147740147854?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1233927147740147854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-blog-is-so-turning-into-place-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1233927147740147854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1233927147740147854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-blog-is-so-turning-into-place-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2747417611620331505</id><published>2009-03-17T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:52:09.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i twisted my ankle and it hurts. T-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2747417611620331505?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2747417611620331505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-twisted-my-ankle-and-it-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2747417611620331505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2747417611620331505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-twisted-my-ankle-and-it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5963802225832709517</id><published>2009-03-17T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:27:24.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the massacre of scale books&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 1&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui stands in front of the grandstand, raising scales book slowly.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy watches with horror.&lt;br /&gt;Junhui tears the book page by page.&lt;br /&gt;Junhui cackles (hiahiahiahia) and threw those papers on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;She moves the lighter towards the book.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy makes speech.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy: Junhui, we have survived this ordeal. We passed through this test! Now is time to say goodbye! (to heck with those retarded exams!) 烧吧!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junhui throws the lighter onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;The book bursts into flame.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them watches as the book turns into ashes.&lt;br /&gt;They laughed coldly, perhaps trying to get back at those horrible moments of life, and danced like red indians around the flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 2 to be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5963802225832709517?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5963802225832709517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/massacre-of-scale-books-act-1-scene-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5963802225832709517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5963802225832709517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/massacre-of-scale-books-act-1-scene-1.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4256987988923314847</id><published>2009-03-15T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:12:27.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>screw reading and writing assignment.&lt;br /&gt;-__________________________-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4256987988923314847?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4256987988923314847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/screw-reading-and-writing-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4256987988923314847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4256987988923314847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/screw-reading-and-writing-assignment.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4668536736747006269</id><published>2009-03-12T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:52:27.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the comp relief teacher super sadist lah.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, she expects us to do revision. but, what kind of revision?!&lt;br /&gt;like, you didnt even tell us to do some specific exercise and you expects us to revise for flash. through reading notes? (that I don't even have?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she enjoys to close our blogger windows. HOW SADISTIC!&lt;br /&gt;she blocks us from entering websites. EVEN GOOGLE. omg what's your problem dude. -_____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4668536736747006269?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4668536736747006269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/comp-relief-teacher-super-sadist-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4668536736747006269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4668536736747006269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/comp-relief-teacher-super-sadist-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5313404046485457966</id><published>2009-03-12T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:53:35.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM NOT GOING TO LIVE TO SEE TOMORROW'S SUNRISE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5313404046485457966?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5313404046485457966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-going-to-live-to-see-tomorrows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5313404046485457966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5313404046485457966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-going-to-live-to-see-tomorrows.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-926710043140372988</id><published>2009-03-11T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:52:46.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;nose bled for FOUR major times today.&lt;br /&gt;didnt even count those minor minor ones.&lt;br /&gt;must be all that cursing.&lt;br /&gt;it's coming back to me -___-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-926710043140372988?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/926710043140372988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/926710043140372988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/926710043140372988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-3511722802742529827</id><published>2009-03-11T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:16:10.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH YESS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WON THAT LOSER IN GPA muahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three cheers to me, rae and sebas lmao.&lt;br /&gt;and mag you can do it toooooo! defeat that loser manzzxczczc.&lt;br /&gt;he's my motivation lmao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-3511722802742529827?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3511722802742529827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yess-i-won-that-loser-in-gpa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3511722802742529827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3511722802742529827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yess-i-won-that-loser-in-gpa.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7365359413692469597</id><published>2009-03-10T16:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:53:03.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;warning: rant ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO PISSED WITH SAMUEH AHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;i have never seen anyone as un-tactful as him. what's the use of the big brain in his big head when it is only used for exams (and to show off to the whole wide world that im so pro and clever blablablablablah) and not for conversing with people huh. like, at least show some basic respect to fellow classmates. not just to teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to tell you to USE YOUR OWN DONKEY BRAIN k. &lt;em&gt;it's there for a reason&lt;/em&gt; other than to score in exams!! (koped from keni :D) i can hardly believe that you yourself do not know that you have been telling people about your marks and showing off. even ken says so -____- maybe not to the whole wide world, fine, but your voice is absolutely loud enough for the class to hear, in case you did not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people who show some basic courtesy and manners to others, would not go around calling people that you are this --&gt; =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the whole story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantajiablog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: hi! i see tat u dun update often link me plz! aiya chinese i onli got like half a mark higher than u and i OUGHT to have done better becuz i arent singaporean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(oh PLEASE! not singaporean = PRO?! im not against non-singaporeans, but who says singaporeans do not have the potential to do well too?! aren't you getting too full of yourself or something. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and sebas! i cant believe you could tolerate him. LOL good temper ahahaha. i would have given him &lt;s&gt;hell&lt;/s&gt; donkey over the tagboard i tell you. LOL )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantajiablog.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: hi is samuel again juz i prefer tagging using this name Lol. Well thx for thinking i wld do bettere i think u wld do very well too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(so you are saying you &lt;u&gt;will definitely&lt;/u&gt; do better than sebas ah. and sebas &lt;u&gt;will&lt;/u&gt; do very well, no need you to say! hypocrite.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: and wow samuel tagged LOL im so shocked (-.-) and hey sam, stop showing off to the whole world abt ur marks lah. thanks -.- lmao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(SEE I SAID THANKS OKAY?!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sam' Dororthy: i am, shock to see u tag too. Did i even show off?use ur brain la when did i say a single thing about my mark =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(*at this point im ready to scream, but no, i wont -.-* do you realise that "use ur brain la" is not a polite phrase to use when the other party said "thanks"? do you even have the brain to realise that?! anyway, YOU DID MENTION ABOUT YOUR MARK k. i dont even need to point it out to others. they can see it. only you can't. how sad.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;magdalene: SAM YOU IDIOT. STOP INSULTING DOROTHY. i wont let you off D: anyway, why cant dorothy tag here LOL. we all pri school mates/partners ;p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(MAG YOU OWN MAN. &lt;3)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sam' magdalene: i where got insult her =.=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that retarded face is seriously very appropriate for the retarded you! im not against people who uses that either. im just against him, oops.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and look at those grammatical errors! i dont have perfect english to have the right to criticize, but still, you dont have fantastical english for your essay to be selected for the commonwealth competition. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(any idea how i knew that? its becos you shouted across the class to tell kelvin that yours was selected, who ALSO had his essay selected. loser.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's more, YOU SPELLED MY NAME WRONGLY YOU KNOW &lt;s&gt;DONKEY YOU!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even have to use vulgar against him. (unless you count retarded and two donkeys. -.-)&lt;br /&gt;ahhs. *satisfied* i kept to my promise to myself! hooray. what an achievement, considering all those rants are for a hopeless loser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hm. i should get a word to replace retarded so i can sound cheem when i scold people LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel mean.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry guys for killing those cells in you eyes with those mean words.&lt;br /&gt;but i really cant stand samueh anymore. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s THANKS MAG AND SEBAS BTW LOL:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7365359413692469597?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7365359413692469597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/warning-rant-ahead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7365359413692469597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7365359413692469597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/warning-rant-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7615507741187787758</id><published>2009-03-10T13:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:17:22.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SICK&lt;br /&gt;AND I PON-ED SCHOOL! (&lt;strong&gt;for a valid reason k :D&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE JEALOUS RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH I KNOW LAR LOL. hiahiahiahia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;while scanning through the pictures in my phone, i just realised that the area outside the canteen around the field there has a pretty nice landscape. lmao. mostly due to the sky. and the big big big area with not many obstructions, like, classrooms. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should take a nice nice picture over there before we finally move to the boon lay campus. maybe there won't be any opportunities to see the pretty big blue sky and white fluffy clouds when we are over thr le. lol. since school so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;i promise myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; dont scold so much vulgar liao. replace all vulgar with donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;practise piano for at least 30 mins everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. after piano exam, i must step on the grade 3 book, burn it, splash water on it, chop the ashes into smaller pieces (and do more sadistic stuffs) to vent all that frustrations of desperately trying to get a merit. donkey you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DONKEY TT___TT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7615507741187787758?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7615507741187787758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick-and-i-pon-ed-school-for-valid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7615507741187787758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7615507741187787758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-sick-and-i-pon-ed-school-for-valid.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4825775452428615473</id><published>2009-03-07T21:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:29:43.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanted to be emo over here again.&lt;br /&gt;cos of some sudden thoughts -.-&lt;br /&gt;but decided not to. well, at least not over here. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thank you rae :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wuyuetian 知足 and WE ARE MAYDAY album!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt; finally managed to get the music project completed after much digressing, slacking and futile attempts to pluck notes and rhythms from nowhere. whew. *sweat*&lt;strong&gt; weining&lt;/strong&gt; is pro:D all we need is more practice!! yup. lol.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10 days to piano practical exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kill me thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4825775452428615473?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4825775452428615473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanted-to-be-emo-over-here-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4825775452428615473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4825775452428615473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/wanted-to-be-emo-over-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-5606518940326753958</id><published>2009-03-07T19:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:08:39.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey &lt;strong&gt;junhui&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S YOUR POST AHAHAHAHAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST GO SPAM THE SYF ENCOURAGEMENT BOARD IN CANTEEN WITH STRING ENSEMBLE LAR.&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;i got write hor. so you must write also.&lt;br /&gt;k bye &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-5606518940326753958?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/5606518940326753958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-junhui-heres-your-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5606518940326753958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/5606518940326753958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-junhui-heres-your-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7968995125892112052</id><published>2009-03-04T22:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T09:53:43.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brudderrrrrr'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mag and i laughed so hard today at long john silver's today.&lt;br /&gt;before that, we were so-called 'emo-ing' but not very emo to the extent that im like :X, totally muted. it's those kind of emo, yet able to joke kind of emo. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought large fries, which is too expensive for an un-large packet of fries. what a waste of money. then the person gave up two packets of chilli &lt;em&gt;NIA&lt;/em&gt;. -.- stingy sia. obviously it was not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag went to get more chilli.&lt;br /&gt;then she came back with SIX packets and needed two hands to take them all.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like, "WOW!" which was super super loud :/ oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ended up laughing until our stomachs hurts like crazy. i have no idea what's so funny but we just ended up laughing. and laughing. and laughing. imagine weini there. i think she would be crying like nuts ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly it was not funny anymore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yah random lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders are there to&lt;/strong&gt; 酸&lt;strong&gt;you at any possible time, but yet you know she is joking.&lt;/strong&gt; (right?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders are there to laugh with you when you are happy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but yet able to share your troubles and lend you a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders poke each other!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders gay/les with each other!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders talk pervertic crap with each other!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders look unglam in pics together!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(no lor u dont look unglam. as always LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and you know the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brudders are for life k.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST BRUDDERS FOREVERR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;suddenly 感触良多.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dont know why :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7968995125892112052?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7968995125892112052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mag-and-i-laughed-so-hard-today-at-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7968995125892112052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7968995125892112052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mag-and-i-laughed-so-hard-today-at-long.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-3974601225508300686</id><published>2009-03-03T22:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:53:30.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah. i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CCAMATES are LOVED &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you all very sweet sia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS FOR THE CAKE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love you guys loads&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309331446306184562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/Sa6I0gPkHXI/AAAAAAAAABg/VboWpvMYhso/s200/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;screw tomorrow, man.&lt;br /&gt;chinese newspaper presentation.&lt;br /&gt;bio. (sucks)&lt;br /&gt;yah. and the usual whatthehaha stuffs. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-3974601225508300686?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/3974601225508300686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3974601225508300686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/3974601225508300686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/Sa6I0gPkHXI/AAAAAAAAABg/VboWpvMYhso/s72-c/DSC00786.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-23619052123915480</id><published>2009-03-03T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:18:38.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>dont read unless you absolutely have to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; just went to his blog and scanned through blog entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;realised he dint update (zz) so read his tags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;then yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;wanted to know more about 'those girls' around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;but i was like. should I do this, or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;in the end, i read halfway through the second page of his cobx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's time yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;to get over with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's hard to accept it but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i dont really mean much anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;im so emo-kia-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;not that i want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-23619052123915480?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/23619052123915480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-read-unless-you-absolutely-have-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/23619052123915480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/23619052123915480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-read-unless-you-absolutely-have-to.html' title='dont read unless you absolutely have to.'/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7625671789096741244</id><published>2009-03-02T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:53:47.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE HAHA~ WHY TMR GOT GYM SESSION?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHERE'S THE NETBALL SESSION?!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PROTEST MAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PE TEACHERS TOOK AWAY STUDENTS RIGHTS TO HAVE NETBALL SESSION!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW CAN THEY DO THIS?! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40 mins of fitness a week is horrible enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only thing we look forward to during PE is netball.&lt;br /&gt;and they snatched it away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;天理何在?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need bring towel some more.&lt;br /&gt;what are we going to do there ah.&lt;br /&gt;kena torture ah.&lt;br /&gt;*worried*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be surprised if i dont make it through tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7625671789096741244?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7625671789096741244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-haha-why-tmr-got-gym-session.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7625671789096741244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7625671789096741244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-haha-why-tmr-got-gym-session.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4978470759681425970</id><published>2009-03-01T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:15:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT IS THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;homework on my birthday T-T&lt;br /&gt;still have to do it (ugh) but later:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who sent me bday sms and stuffs ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weini (12midnight zhun3 zhun3 *clap clap clap*)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rae&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicholine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chiaz (!! omg)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;junhui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xuez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simin (SL lol)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;esther&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in order of time u sms me ahahahahahahahahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt; i love my mum and dad. (not just becos of the cake. of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cca ytd. CCA WAS SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;but the seniors were so fierce can. i scared. &gt;&lt; they kept telling us to "attack attack" at the beginning of the piece and told us to play solo for them, so that they can comment on out playing individually ._. (seniors are veryyy intimidating leh) in the end, i played the loudest among all year twos but had the worst rhythm. LOL. who cares. (SYF!!1111!!! *bangs head on wall*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took 166 with ccamates (except for junhui T.T) and met xuewen at lot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuffs xuewen and I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to this fashion and alano to look for some clothes for me. too small so didnt buy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen treated me to mogumogu (some lychee drink with nata de coco which made me thirstier then before &gt;&lt;) THANKS:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to gift a name and mini toons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen bought a toy seal plushie thing for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to library to chiong homework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I gave up doing jian3bao4 and stuffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen ate a donut (which was like, ex. but yeah.) and I ate mcdonald's chococone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to stroll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to arcade and pnp (pai1 neoprint)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid lot one only have one stupid neoprint machine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I look weird in neoprints.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen bought mcdonald's chococone (-.-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen and I went to interchange and wait for bus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen missed two 188s and three 67s cos she eat too slow!! LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen dripped icecream on her arm and xuewen go LICK IT!! LMAO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xuewen so unglam right. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then go home cos 5.15pm liao. need eat cake. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay xuewen! i mentioned ur name at least 20 times! LOL happy? ahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more hours to a brand new day.&lt;br /&gt;not very enthusiastic about mondays. LOL. um, hope i have more presents? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank God for the good times I had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HOMEWORK! here i come TT.TT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4978470759681425970?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4978470759681425970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-this-homework-on-my-birthday-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4978470759681425970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4978470759681425970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-this-homework-on-my-birthday-t.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2620489822445643835</id><published>2009-02-22T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:54:06.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel damn stressed out right now.&lt;br /&gt;so many stuffs to handle.&lt;br /&gt;academic-wise, need to maintain the standard for common tests, third lang, and other miscellanous stuffs like projects.&lt;br /&gt;then syf.&lt;br /&gt;loads of practices&lt;br /&gt;piano exam coming.&lt;br /&gt;i dont get theory.&lt;br /&gt;tons of homework.&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;QT. (not that i do it everyday, but i still feel bad for not doing it)&lt;br /&gt;my own life i want to lead.&lt;br /&gt;my own entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;life sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2620489822445643835?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2620489822445643835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-damn-stressed-out-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2620489822445643835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2620489822445643835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-feel-damn-stressed-out-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-557313081467577597</id><published>2009-02-18T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:13:00.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE MY ONLY SUNSHINE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU MAKE ME HAPPEH WHEN SKIES ARE GREY~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you know the rest lmao. &lt;/strong&gt;(okay that's random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cheer up girls. (or guy, if you are as man as me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;emo-ness spreads like an epidemic and I will end up emoing about my own stuffs seeing you guys emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ahaha. life is great!! (yah .__.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;friends will love you regardless of whether the other special someone does or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sunshines are meant to be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-557313081467577597?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/557313081467577597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-my-sunshine-my-only-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/557313081467577597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/557313081467577597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-my-sunshine-my-only-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6321829220192467883</id><published>2009-02-11T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:54:27.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhs. school is like killing me. im not listening to almost every single lesson. i might as well quit school lah. the only thing that can murder my boredom is doodling in my organiser. you should see it. it is a mess of rubbish, frustrations, and once in a blue moon, some things worth celebrating. like concert hahs. it is some alien crap that only I (or maybe mag too lmao) can understand hahahahas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. &lt;em&gt;mrs &lt;/em&gt;goh was teaching about changing the subject of formulae. she was obviously unsure of what she is even trying to tell us. when kirsten asked a question, she was like giving a really really retarded answer which DOESNT answer that query AT ALL. im like, &lt;em&gt;what's her problem&lt;/em&gt; lah. (copied from mrs goh herself -.-) i mean, she shouldnt even teach us when she is not even 100% sure about the subject. all she is doing is trying to mislead us with all the wrong stuffs and give us tons of homework that she is too lazy to even mark. MAN. im sooo failing my maths. desperately need mrs chak back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and we kena scolded by mr boey, ms teo, blablablah.&lt;br /&gt;"twooJ ahh. must CAKculate this and that, draw table, draw graph, must remember the title... ... (for the next 500 words, i shall not bother to elaborate)" (anyway, misspelling absolutely intended.)&lt;br /&gt;good thing is that he bothers to explains to us, unlike mrs goh -___-&lt;br /&gt;then ms teo scold like dont know what. i think the whole level could hear her scream. we all feel yuan1wang4 lah. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. need to chiong jap liao. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-6321829220192467883?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6321829220192467883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6321829220192467883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6321829220192467883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhs.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2375074006720813211</id><published>2009-02-07T15:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:27:49.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVSE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday 6th of february was RVSE's first concert:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maestoso corda: preludio&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it totally rocks ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while we were waiting at the backstage, for the emcees to cue us to go in, i really felt 1000 butterflies in my stomach. first time performing as a member of string ensemble. i feel proud and uber nervous. there should be almost 400 pairs of eyes looking at us. stressss haha. so our costume is ugly, my make-up is too thick, but the most worrying thing is still the songs lah. basically i made mistakes lor. the shortest and simplest song somemore. got lost in the score and didnt know where i was. WAH T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then conductor left after our second song excluding the solos. which was like too early lah. then he walked back, and some people laughed. we were quite stunned by his mistake, then he shot us this paiseh look. i was like, wah he very blur leh. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then blahblah. there was an intermission, but practically most of the ppl stayed in LT1. and started screaming their heads off. the 2K people very kuazhang ahahahs. they did this L-O-V-E thing (like wuyuetian:D) to junhui. hahahs so cute. thanks mag, rae, corliss and annie for..um screaming my name? which was like, ugh. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SURVIVED THE WHOLE CONCERT man. actually, the concert was surprisingly short. to me, that is. maybe time flies when you are &lt;em&gt;'having fun'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. truth to be told, it was seriously quite fun, after the intermission. because im gradually getting used to the audience, and im pretty warmed up. and im not as nervous anymore:D then the cheering and clapping made me think that all that hard work was worth it, regardless if the audience applaused because they really meant it or not. i did it yahooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the concert ended. then people got flowers (which i didnt have) LOL its ok. HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICHOLINE btw:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chiong to container classroom, highhigh in the dark with junhui at the track, take pics, change, pack viola, keep in SE room before kena lock inside, run down slope, high, scream in canteen, 3 cheers for ___, jump shots with seniors, kick the sole guy in our section, scream more until he complain, scream until teacher complain (LOL), clear canteen, go home on simin's car(thanks(: ), kena spam sms-ed, spam back, bathe, sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;super fun:D viola section feels so much more bonded. maybe the most bonded in the whole ensemble, i dont know. BUT what i know is, VIOLA SECTION ROCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299968955920389362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SY1Fr1o7lPI/AAAAAAAAABY/iD-l5wSERBg/s200/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299966358930307122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SY1DUrGPuDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/S53a7H_XVDc/s200/DSC00753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;wanxuan emcee sia, so good no need make up or costume or whatever. wear that blazer and blouse thingy very shuai4 loh hahahas. i look so retarded lmao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maestoso corda: preludio&lt;/strong&gt; was definitely a success, even though we made some mistakes here and there, even though it's not the best concert ever, but we all had fun, and that's what matters. thank God(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIVER VALLEY STRING ENSEMBLE ROCK ON&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;3&lt;/div&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/3671122671622956897-2375074006720813211?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2375074006720813211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-6th-of-february-was-rvses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2375074006720813211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2375074006720813211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-6th-of-february-was-rvses.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SY1Fr1o7lPI/AAAAAAAAABY/iD-l5wSERBg/s72-c/DSC00752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4153147563407084313</id><published>2009-02-04T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:14:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. long time no blog liao.&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; i left my wallet in SE room which was stink-bombed by cat shit, cos a cat came into the room through the window or something, and shit inside. it is so going to stink when i finally get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; i havent do flash which is due on friday and i have third lang on thurs. and today is wednesday. AND I DONT HAVE FLASH. GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; MATHS SUCK!@&amp;amp;* IHATETHESADISTICTEACHER!!11!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; SE concert in 2 days' time. STRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; i just saw some swiss cottage someone brought into a police car and created lotsa commotion with 1 fire engine, 1 civil defence car, 1 ambulance and 2 police cars under mag's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4153147563407084313?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4153147563407084313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4153147563407084313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4153147563407084313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7446886382460482724</id><published>2009-01-25T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:12:51.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored.&lt;br /&gt;went through recent mayday vids on youtube. i think i managed to watch most of them. or maybe all, since the hols. o_o watched the 2009 countdown performance by mayday at 桃园 something?? whatever lah. some taiwan place. then ashin was like totally破音lah due to his flu. AHH so heart ache &gt;&lt; and channel u is going to show it tonight at 11.30pm (i think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he tired his best you know. at the risk of tearing his throat. so bad flu liao he still persevere sia. shitty people criticised ashin on youtube. z. go chidabian lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this show was like so long ago and im still harping on it lmao. im not going to heart ache again tonight. ashin take care hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;going to my uncle's house soon for reunion dinner thing. ahh. quick quick im so bored. i need to kill time like seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7446886382460482724?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7446886382460482724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7446886382460482724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7446886382460482724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7136111535229482486</id><published>2009-01-24T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:01:39.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twojuicy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR CLASS SUCKS LAH&lt;/strong&gt; shitty face.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh i hate the cliques sia. especially someone. who is she to think that she has the right to tell people to design har.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the class lah. some people tell others to design class tee, yet they dont bother to come up with one themselves.&lt;br /&gt;and to think mag and weini and i bothered to go find some nice nice font to put on tshirt. and weini came up with one design. but the class name is bloody wrong.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is going to work at this rate. everything is so disorganised T.T we cant fully agree to each other. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for year 3 to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7136111535229482486?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7136111535229482486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7136111535229482486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7136111535229482486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8607561891519245897</id><published>2009-01-24T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:26:01.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>by the looks of it, i am cursed with a whole lifetime of bad luck, aren't i. all those retarded chain emails, argh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching L change the world (thank you, mag's ahem). sadly it was corrupted lah, sian. z. something went wrong during copying AHH. *strangles* now i cant watch the ending of the show. *strangles more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the show was okay. hahs. but then there wasnt as much of L's genius-y thinking involved, D: and it was pretty ridiculous for L to be standing straight like that gay teacher in our school (oopsie) in bright daylight just because of a twelve-your-old kawaii girl; it's just not L ._. and the ebola virus thingy is a bit the too bloody ah. &gt;&lt; !@#$ and still need to chiong lang arts explanation first draft. it's not as if we got the whole monday and tuesday to do homework too lah. you think we so free got time to do your homework meh. tsk. AHHH. *drowned in stress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasukete.&lt;br /&gt;hahs. that's like one phrase i keeeeeeep hearing in L change the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8607561891519245897?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8607561891519245897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/by-looks-of-it-i-am-cursed-with-whole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8607561891519245897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8607561891519245897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/by-looks-of-it-i-am-cursed-with-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8755444780350573938</id><published>2009-01-22T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:25:43.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;none of my plans really succeeded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i guess none ever will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tmr is not going to be any better than today.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no school, no kbox, no outing, no friends, no talk, no life, no nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i had regular school lessons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least i still have a lunatic beside me and mag and rae during recess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i have jap/cca. no need to worry about having people around me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant imagine what is going to happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont have anyone to talk to after school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos they will be caught up among themselves, and i will remain as that invisible woman passerby A.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish im sick, down with fever, stuck at home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8755444780350573938?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8755444780350573938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/none-of-my-plans-really-succeeded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8755444780350573938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8755444780350573938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/none-of-my-plans-really-succeeded.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-442861357523703152</id><published>2009-01-17T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:09:04.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;my bro just asked me about how to do L x B x H.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;whether L needs to be in front or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;or if there is some specific order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then i was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;there's no order of multiplication!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then he was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i thought L need to be in front..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then i said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;you dont believe, dont believe lah! ask me for what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then he went back to his table and started crying silently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then dad come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;then say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;no need to say until like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blablah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yah i feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like everything i did was wrong. things doesnt go through my head before i do anything, everything. just like what i wrote for chnese compo. 我是一个冲动的人。i just do what seems to be the thing to do at that moment. and when it turns out wrong, i feel regret slamming into my face. then i cant do anything to salvage the matter. or im too thick-skinned to even try salvage the matter, like saying sorry to my bro. i wish i was someone else, someone else who could at least use her brains to think about the consequences of her actions. i dont know where to start. i feel helpless/hopeless. someone murder that qian4bian3 personality of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-3887521747508634846</id><published>2009-01-16T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:26:15.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today 16 jan.&lt;br /&gt;timo's birthday ahaha. happy birthday~~~~&lt;br /&gt;2 days to mag's birthday. happy birthday~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;rv's birthday. uhm. happy birthday. (lmao. im mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty pissed with someone frm cca. NEVER PAY ME AH YOU. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$"&gt;!@#$&lt;/a&gt; dang it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*loudspeakers*&lt;/span&gt; PLEASE ALL WHO WANTS THE STRING ENSEMBLE CONCERT TICKET GET FROM ME BY TUES 20/1, thanks ah. concert @LT1, 6th feb, friday, 7.30pm. $3 per ticket. free seating (i think) refreshments included. plus you get to see me in that horrible elephant-in-purple-belt costume playing some nice song horribly. seriously it kills time. except that it kills those cells in your eyes too. lmao. (ok why am i suan1-ing myself.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*switches off loudspeakers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got $500 for the edusave scholarship thingy. i could hardly see anyone i know from rv lah. saw one whole big group of rv-ians of unknown age. ok, im 99% sure that they are year ones, but i couldnt recognise them. then saw another rv-ian, most probably year 3 i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then saw zeyi too. i was like staring at him, but he dint really noticed me until i was like right in front of him lmao. he was giving me this hey-you-look-familiar-you-weirdo kind of look ._.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it, sadly. dint see chiaying, fennie or shannon. though my bro said he saw fenn's bro (o.O) okay i go watch yizhimei le. the show rocks. makes me cry D: hahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4708795105908539413</id><published>2009-01-10T21:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:38:58.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;生活 五月天&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有场战争　就在眼前&lt;br /&gt;斗志斗不过温暖棉被&lt;br /&gt;水龙头里　流出眼泪&lt;br /&gt;又是残酷的美好一天&lt;br /&gt;眼前有一千件事　正等着解决&lt;br /&gt;Everybody　想要改变&lt;br /&gt;Everything won't be OK&lt;br /&gt;七点的一杯咖啡　八点的红绿灯　斑马线&lt;br /&gt;A busy game　Everyday&lt;br /&gt;活在疯狂世界　活在美好的明天&lt;br /&gt;重重考验　来到今天&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉改变　远离每个昨天&lt;br /&gt;那些笑和眼泪　没有时间说再见&lt;br /&gt;喜怒哀乐　苦辣酸甜&lt;br /&gt;终于了解　这就是生活的滋味&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活太近　梦想太远&lt;br /&gt;午餐是吃饭还是吃面&lt;br /&gt;喜欢忙碌　搞得很累&lt;br /&gt;电话吵醒的星期天&lt;br /&gt;珍惜的浪费时间　换来了的生命的缺&lt;br /&gt;理想划过天边　爱情呀与我擦肩&lt;br /&gt;分不清东南西北　分不清我的地　我的天&lt;br /&gt;A crying game　Everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;活在疯狂世界　活在美好的明天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;重重考验　来到今天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;不知不觉改变　远离每个昨天 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;那些笑和眼泪　没有时间说再见 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;喜怒哀乐　苦辣酸甜 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;终于了解　这就是生活的滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是会有答案　在终点后面&lt;br /&gt;当初的我的信念　现在的我又是谁&lt;br /&gt;狂奔的每个白天　寂寞的每个夜&lt;br /&gt;慢慢发现　I'm superman&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;梦的边缘　我在徘徊&lt;br /&gt;终于了解　这就是生活的滋味&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4708795105908539413?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4583933814705557971</id><published>2009-01-07T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:47:29.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WENT TO WUYUETIAN'S 后青春期的诗 CONCERT on 4th january, sunday &lt;3333333333 muack muack muack i love this day like nuts cos i saw ashin and monster and masa and stone. but never see guan4 you4!! sigh. hope he is fine, since ashin said that his relative passed away recently. so yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a sunday, so i chiong chiong chiong to indoor stadium (kallang there o.o) with mag. then reached there around 4++ to 5, cos the bus was like, uber late. and squeezy too. then we saw the queue to enter stadium green. it was, wow? like very very packed and snake-like, twist here turn there, practically everywhere with space, there are people. so obviously we dint get a really good space to stand during the concert, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally bought &lt;strong&gt;STAYREAL &lt;/strong&gt;clothes yay yay yay. was deciding for a really long time about wad to buy, especially with my tight budget. in the end i bought a shirt that costs $32 after 50% off. (which is like OMG this is so ex man) shall flaunt shirt ltr if i rmb to post the pics i took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 2 and a half hours of a really exhausting wait, we entered stadium green, which was like. INFESTED with millipedes?! gosh. then everyone around me started screaming, then i was stepping stepping stepping. (sorry &gt;&lt; was trying to survive instead of scream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway. thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;point is, then, ashin came out first then started playing guitar and singing 疯狂世界(which is playing in my head like 50 times a day)&lt;br /&gt;then there were loads of other songs too. like 人生海海，天使，温柔. new songs too!! like. A LOT LAH. duno how to list out. maybe got 30 songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then im high like nuts. jumping, waving, shouting, singing, screaming, doing the L-O-V-E thing, the whole package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ashin is like 帅到不行 muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;masa was like super funny lah. he 'sexually harrassed' a backstage person by pulling off his shirt. the higher masa pulled, the louder we were supposed to scream. i was more of laughing than screaming though.&lt;br /&gt;monster and stone were super pro and cool with his guitar skills and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;and the backup drummer was lihai too. at least i didnt know that he was actually &lt;em&gt;backup, &lt;/em&gt;and not the real guan4 you4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after two encores, whole thing ended at around 10.30pm. concert lasted about 2 and a half hours, which was our waiting time. an eye for an eye. 2 and a half hours for 2 and a half hours is quite a good deal actually. though i wished i was more in front and there werent any tall guys standing in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still,&lt;br /&gt;wuyuetian really rocks. they say u cannot be a fan of wuyuetian, unless you have been to their concert. cos its really during live shows they show their true 爆发力. guess its really absolutely true. cos they made me jump and shout to their songs like a loon, made me enjoy myself in the music, like (really, no kidding) never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, all the songs are really great. high songs are super high, they jump, we jump; they sing, we shout; they 'dance', we (well, there wasnt any space to dance) waved our hands and lightsticks and handphones. emo songs are soothing. but not that emo, cos yah, i was still pretty high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah its just..fantabulous:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go to their concert again on august 29. probably going with cousin? or maybe mag or other friends if they can make it? i have their songs playing endlessly in my head now and i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4583933814705557971?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4583933814705557971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-wuyuetians-concert-on-4th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4583933814705557971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4583933814705557971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-wuyuetians-concert-on-4th.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4582329637251470208</id><published>2009-01-03T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:24:07.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i feeling boh lui-ish now.&lt;br /&gt;so many (stinky) rich people around me getting crumpler bags. (okay kidding. :D)&lt;br /&gt;but no pressure.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt be greedy pig and ask for more yah.&lt;br /&gt;now that i can go to the lil wuyuetian concert :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe im going to see wuyuetian and ashin tmr.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i must be dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;(PLEASE DONT LET ME BE DREAMING lah)&lt;br /&gt;*begs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i honestly cant believe it.&lt;br /&gt;ahhs. *searches around in the air*&lt;br /&gt;cant find enough words to describe the disbelief lah.&lt;br /&gt;either that, or my vocab sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vocab.&lt;br /&gt;lang arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs look.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lang arts teacher.&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;hairclips.&lt;br /&gt;must bring everyday in case she is in bad mood and catches me.&lt;br /&gt;if she knows my name,&lt;br /&gt;i think im probably as good as dead.&lt;br /&gt;must do homework from now on.&lt;br /&gt;kill me T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr boey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;heard from wanxuan that he is quite good(???). but he looks positively fierce today, so i wouldnt take any chances i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MDM TIA&lt;/strong&gt; YAY CO FORM LEH.&lt;br /&gt;we are going to get As for cleanliness lmao.&lt;br /&gt;about the hair problem, hope she takes it easy hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mrs tan&lt;/strong&gt; chem teacher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms/mrs/mdm goh&lt;/strong&gt; maths teacher. whoever she is. -.-&lt;br /&gt;mr suria teach physics leh pls pls pls? then super slack. at least do some good for 2J can.&lt;br /&gt;esp when mrs look is our lang arts teacher, we definitely need some slack lessons.&lt;br /&gt;when she's not around ofcos. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms serene teo&lt;/strong&gt; history teacher.&lt;br /&gt;also heard from wanxuan that she's pretty strict and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;hurray. 2J is going to be like, uber, disciplined? lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ms &lt;/strong&gt;dont-know-what &lt;strong&gt;tan&lt;/strong&gt; for geog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school absolutely isnt looking up at the average nice-ness of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean to say i dint want ms teo for lang arts!! coooo..oomee baaa..aaacck pleas..eeeeee..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final verdict: school sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;slack&lt;br /&gt;funny teachers&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt;slack&lt;br /&gt;no one to care about attire and such&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was supposed to be great after the new handphone rule.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhrr. *grumble/complain/scold/orz/more grumbling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the holidays. TT.TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4582329637251470208?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4582329637251470208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4582329637251470208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4582329637251470208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4216378652329531345</id><published>2009-01-01T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:18:30.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the first thing i did this 2009 was to smile.&lt;br /&gt;cos someone sms me hahaha. so pro loh.&lt;br /&gt;network jam. and yet managed to send well wishes first thing when the ZERO was flashing across the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i ate was sour cream and onion potato chip muhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST BLOG POST OF 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year wishes:&lt;br /&gt;(listed out some with rae:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. teachers are good&lt;br /&gt;#2. SYF would be excellent&lt;br /&gt;#3. less holes in our wallets&lt;br /&gt;#4. sam suddenly become nicer person&lt;br /&gt;#5. no scared of teachers and cca ensemble&lt;br /&gt;#6. no emo.&lt;br /&gt;#7. go kbox soon.&lt;br /&gt;#8. STARHUB START SENDING MY SMS ALREADY. man. what's wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;#9. slim down. grow taller. hair easier to manage. smile more.&lt;br /&gt;#10. grow closer to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4216378652329531345?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4216378652329531345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-thing-i-did-this-2009-was-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4216378652329531345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4216378652329531345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-thing-i-did-this-2009-was-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8967262014987253711</id><published>2008-12-31T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:27:04.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeyer.&lt;br /&gt;ITS HAPPY NEW YEAR LAH PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT EMO NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO YOUR HEADS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;people emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont emo leh.&lt;br /&gt;or i stay away.&lt;br /&gt;like 100m radius away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i shall try not to make me have ANGRY NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;cos i just got scammed by some passerby wearing stayreal shirt and telling me fake address to find that shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU man.&lt;br /&gt;u just found a super duper enemy on the eve of new year's day?&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;cant u just say a tiny piece of truth huh?&lt;br /&gt;i just need one sentence from you and i wont bother you, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;dont angry le :D&lt;br /&gt;(you will get it one day)&lt;br /&gt;COUNTING DOWN SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4mins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, 3mins. hah. according to tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last note.&lt;br /&gt;BEST WISHES MAG. since you only one here lmao.&lt;br /&gt;wah dedication leh.&lt;br /&gt;smile leh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8967262014987253711?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8967262014987253711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/eeyer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8967262014987253711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8967262014987253711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/eeyer.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2192977588243151606</id><published>2008-12-27T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:16:12.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wuyuetian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank God:D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT A FREE PAIR OF WUYUETIAN TICKETS!!!!11!!!!! AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284269695413645778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SVV_Smx98dI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BHSuaPxtd1M/s200/DSC00702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that comes with the singapore version of 后青春期的诗 album :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I GOT TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one for mag, one for me :DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked bro to pinch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts like crazy k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint expect myself to be able to go to that concert..since i bought the other version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that since it was a sunday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God wouldnt want me to go lah (seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i emo loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then never buy also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mag cannot buy so no one accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then emo for sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, like 8.3oam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard my parents saying "wuyuetian" this "wuyuetian" that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singtel, indoor stadium, blablablah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i woke up and ran to the living room sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmaoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(normally i wake up at 11am mind you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284270394663177890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SVV_7TsDDqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DULusqqNHps/s200/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then there is this letter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;about my dad downloading wuyuetian songs from musicvibes (huh?! you nuts arh. my dad sia)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and becos of this 美丽的误会, i got a free pair of wuyuetian tickets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is crazy. nuts. bonkers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;miracle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;unbelievable, honestly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a pair of tickets was more than i needed. since i only need one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and God gave it to me &lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS CRAZY&lt;/strong&gt;~~~(dont know what else to say) *tears of joy* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thank God.. :D im really high now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2192977588243151606?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2192977588243151606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-omg-omg-i-got-free-pair-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2192977588243151606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2192977588243151606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-omg-omg-i-got-free-pair-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SVV_Smx98dI/AAAAAAAAAAo/BHSuaPxtd1M/s72-c/DSC00702.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-2225960717430104414</id><published>2008-12-24T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:26:30.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Name: dorothy.&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: look thr &lt;-- (: Name spelled backwards: yhtorod Bday: 1st march Glasses or contacts: glasses. ): Hair colour: green. Length: long enough to tie into ponytail. cant be bothere to measure. lmao. Hair-style: layered, one-third rebonded. (yes i know im weird) &lt;strong&gt;FAVES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand name for clothes: hm. no specific brand ba.&lt;br /&gt;Brand name for shoes: converse?&lt;br /&gt;Candy: uhm. no idea. no specific preference.&lt;br /&gt;Colour: green:D Drinks: green tea:D or coffee also can.&lt;br /&gt;Fast food place: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;Food: salmon:D cheesecake:D etc.&lt;br /&gt;Icecream: cookies and cream:D&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: malay. cos can slack like nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Cookie: choco chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OF ALL YOUR FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best advisor: hm. no idea. actually. dont hav lots of probs.&lt;br /&gt;The best hairstyle: (last time de)mag. though now its too short.&lt;br /&gt;The best handwriting: rae hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The dirtiest: no idea. dirtiest in terms of brain, weini? hahahahahahaha paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;The funniest: sebas ba. mag also very funny(and cute:D)&lt;br /&gt;Loudest: WEINI AHAHAHA paiseh again. T.T&lt;br /&gt;The most trusting: no idea.&lt;br /&gt;The nicest eyes: xuewen~ ahhhs&lt;br /&gt;Shortest: bu4 fang1 bian4 say. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Tallest: sebas loh. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been on stage: yah lah duh.&lt;br /&gt;gone to camp: yah lah duh.&lt;br /&gt;kept a secret from everyone: yah lah duh.&lt;br /&gt;cheated in test: yah &lt;s&gt;lah duh&lt;/s&gt; hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;stolen anything: no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LAST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie you watched: cant rmb T.T&lt;br /&gt;person who called you: bro.&lt;br /&gt;saw you cry: bro again. while watching anime.&lt;br /&gt;person you went to the mall with: mag:D&lt;br /&gt;thing you ate: my cai4fan4&lt;br /&gt;think you drank: plain old water -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;describe yourself in three words: unfriendly, mean, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;some of your fave junk food: ice cream&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;colours of your walls: very extremely light green.&lt;br /&gt;what is your fave thing to do in the weekend: sleep:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mag must do this too. lmao:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-2225960717430104414?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/2225960717430104414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/name-dorothy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2225960717430104414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/2225960717430104414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/name-dorothy.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-7361121425901640459</id><published>2008-12-24T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:14:55.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank God:D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heard that the singapore flyer broke down today, around 6pm?&lt;br /&gt;wow. that was 24 hours after my whole family went thr.&lt;br /&gt;thank God T.T&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go thr ytd becos of maths project,&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i managed to squeeze project and flyer in one day.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD&lt;/strong&gt; I MANAGED TO SQUEEZE IN TWO STUFFS IN ONE DAY man. really.&lt;br /&gt;or else we could have been trapped T.T&lt;br /&gt;and get down by abseiling.&lt;br /&gt;goodness.&lt;br /&gt;slide down one string 165m above ground.&lt;br /&gt;i might as well die T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise the Lord~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-7361121425901640459?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/7361121425901640459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/praise-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7361121425901640459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/7361121425901640459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/praise-lord.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-1237695865196777924</id><published>2008-12-23T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:14:18.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEN ARE YOUS&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single&lt;br /&gt;yah. lol. how many times have i answered this ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you happy&lt;br /&gt;sort of. refer to previous quiz lah aiya so mafan. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you bored&lt;br /&gt;kind of. or else i wouldnt be doing this lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you fair&lt;br /&gt;im tanned. sorta.&lt;br /&gt;in terms of personality, i will try my best loh. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you Italian&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you intelligent&lt;br /&gt;no, cos i talk crap, type crap, but just cannot put the crap into good use for lang arts. which teo enjoys loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you honest&lt;br /&gt;i try to be. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you nice&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you Irish&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you Asian&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;1. Full name&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicknames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-- look there, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;3. Birth place&lt;br /&gt;Italy/Ireland&lt;br /&gt;4. Hair colour&lt;br /&gt;green. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;5. Natural hair style&lt;br /&gt;wavy. and gets abit annoying.&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye colour&lt;br /&gt;green:D&lt;br /&gt;7. Birthday&lt;br /&gt;1st march:D&lt;br /&gt;8. Mood&lt;br /&gt;feels great to lie.&lt;br /&gt;9. Favourite Colour&lt;br /&gt;green. lmao again.&lt;br /&gt;10. One place you'd like to visit&lt;br /&gt;kbox. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever been in love&lt;br /&gt;oh man. these questions are sooooooo repeated.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you currently have a crush&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally&lt;br /&gt;if i dint, i dont have a heart.&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone's heart&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..probably not? i hope. o.o&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;yah lah.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone but never told them&lt;br /&gt;yah lah.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment&lt;br /&gt;yes. quite.&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged&lt;br /&gt;mag? half-hug.&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the last person you said i love you to&lt;br /&gt;i dont rmb saying that actually..too mushy &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;1. Love or lust&lt;br /&gt;love, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hard liquor or beer&lt;br /&gt;if i had to choose, it would be beer. but both stink anyway. literally.&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats or dogs&lt;br /&gt;dogs :D cats give me the impression of being like garfield. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A few best friends or any regular friends&lt;br /&gt;few best friends:D bffs.&lt;br /&gt;5. Creamy or crunchy&lt;br /&gt;creamy ba.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pencil or pen&lt;br /&gt;pencil :D easier to write and draw with.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in&lt;br /&gt;anything. not too wild please.&lt;br /&gt;8. Money or happiness&lt;br /&gt;at times like this, can i have both? (lmao)&lt;br /&gt;9. Night or day&lt;br /&gt;day ba. not too early or i cant wake up.&lt;br /&gt;10. IM or phone&lt;br /&gt;wads IM ): feel retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVERS&lt;br /&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out&lt;br /&gt;i dont sneak out.&lt;br /&gt;i do it guang1ming2zheng4da4-ly :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Seen a polar bear&lt;br /&gt;in the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;3. Done something you regret&lt;br /&gt;loads.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;no. sounds scary. but i'd love to try. if i dont end up with only one arm or leg and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;5. Eaten food that fell on the floor&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. depends on the floor. lol.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker&lt;br /&gt;noo. puke.&lt;br /&gt;7. Been caught naked&lt;br /&gt;by my mum when she barges into the bathroom arhhh. z.&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back&lt;br /&gt;i no ex lah, stop asking.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cried because you lost a pet&lt;br /&gt;no. not very attached to them cos im not the one taking care even though im the one who bought it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear&lt;br /&gt;at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile or eyes&lt;br /&gt;smile. pretty and big eyes in a guy will make me want to kill him cos dont have any.&lt;br /&gt;2. Light or dark hair&lt;br /&gt;anything ba. 3. Hugs or kisses&lt;br /&gt;mushy..&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller&lt;br /&gt;taller!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction&lt;br /&gt;both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Topman or Zara&lt;br /&gt;topman sounds familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny or serious&lt;br /&gt;both.&lt;br /&gt;too serious will scare me.&lt;br /&gt;too funny..idk. i get stomachache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Older or younger&lt;br /&gt;same age or older?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet&lt;br /&gt;both again. im so greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sweet or bad&lt;br /&gt;sweet lah. i not sadist k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE YOUS&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd&lt;br /&gt;eh yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever talked on the phone for longer than an hour&lt;br /&gt;not really. close to an hour yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever tried walking on your hands&lt;br /&gt;no. im not fit or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever been to a rock concert&lt;br /&gt;WUYUETIANN~~~ T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheerleading team&lt;br /&gt;not now, not ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever been on a dance team&lt;br /&gt;um. for grad night:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been on a sport team&lt;br /&gt;pe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production&lt;br /&gt;grad night? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW,Mercedes Benz,Escalade,Hummer or Bentley&lt;br /&gt;i not filthy rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video&lt;br /&gt;no lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN...LASTS&lt;br /&gt;1. Last phone call you made&lt;br /&gt;cant rmb leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last person you hugged&lt;br /&gt;mag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you hung out with&lt;br /&gt;mag again. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person you worked&lt;br /&gt;mag, corliss, rae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked to&lt;br /&gt;junhui. on phone.&lt;br /&gt;mag. on msn. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last person you IM'd&lt;br /&gt;IM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Last person you texted&lt;br /&gt;MAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to movies with&lt;br /&gt;wow. i dont rmb going to the movies for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Last person/thing you missed&lt;br /&gt;hm. kbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last website visited&lt;br /&gt;eh lucy's blog. cos i koped this from her hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN...PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;mag, u again. when u feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;and etc lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd one done. what an accomplishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-1237695865196777924?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/1237695865196777924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ten-are-yous-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1237695865196777924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/1237695865196777924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ten-are-yous-1.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8878722377213549904</id><published>2008-12-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:58:31.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. What is your full name?&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;yah. duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favourite number[s]?&lt;br /&gt;maybe 9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is/are your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;for the moment, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Least favourite colour[s]&lt;br /&gt;shit colour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;about this quiz right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you happy with your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;sort of. excluding all the crap homework and the looming deadline. ahh die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are your favourite subjects in school?&lt;br /&gt;nothing, cos i hate school :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you shop at malls?&lt;br /&gt;uh you dont shop in toilets do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Where do you wish to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;in kbox(ahhs.), away from crap homework and crap problems and other rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;or a trip to japan will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What should you be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;homework. lmaoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Do you have any crush on anyone?&lt;br /&gt;ehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.When was the last time you bought a clothing item?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at orchard. a pair of shorts which is really nice. lol im stocking up on shorts -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;plain old water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you hate liars? Do you hate backstabbers?&lt;br /&gt;who likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Can you make yourself sneeze?&lt;br /&gt;how ah o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you fall for people easily?&lt;br /&gt;no if people around me are all crap people lol(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What does your last text msg read?&lt;br /&gt;"okay im done. LOL." from mag.&lt;br /&gt;(hahahahaha sounds odd.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many windows are open on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;two windows.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when my taskbar is cluttered with windows ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was your last call from?&lt;br /&gt;um. cant rmb. i missed my mum's call four times this afternoon though &gt;&lt; &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt; cousin's guitar, play comp, blog, watch tv, watch wuyuetian dvds, stone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Will you &amp;amp; your ex get back again?&lt;br /&gt;i no ex, tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Which of your close friends live the closest?&lt;br /&gt;mag&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Which item could you not live during the day?&lt;br /&gt;my handphone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Would you share a drink with a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;i cant even talk to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How was your weekend?&lt;br /&gt;i think i ate a lot during the whole weekend. so yah it was pretty good lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you believe ex[s] can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;maybe for others, but pretty hard for me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. The last person you quarrelled with?&lt;br /&gt;bro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. The way to win your heart?&lt;br /&gt;be nice. to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;listen to &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; cousin's guitar string break in the middle of the night. and guess which one broke. (and got it correct. which isnt &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; great.)&lt;br /&gt;(anyway the qn sounds..odd.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have the same name as one of your relatives?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you looking for a boyf/girlf?&lt;br /&gt;not really, im not despo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. One song that is meaningful to you?&lt;br /&gt;cant really name it out of the blue..ehh. christian songs are meaningful. indescribable, to the ends of the earth, who am i, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you twirl or scoop your spaghetti?&lt;br /&gt;half-twirl-half-scoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you drink milk straight from the carton?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes :D lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How long is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;long enough to tie into a ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like batman?&lt;br /&gt;(wow this is random.)&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Who was the last person who told you that they love you?&lt;br /&gt;mag. hahahhahas. first person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. When was the last time you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;basically i sing out loud almost everyday. so, few moments ago i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What did you have for breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;eh i forgot leh. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Is your birthday on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;my bday is during the period of exams, that's what i know. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Can you cook?&lt;br /&gt;cup noodles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Where did you get the shirt you are wearing?&lt;br /&gt;some stall downstairs i think. my mum bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was the reason for the last troubles you were in?&lt;br /&gt;let us not remember bad stuffs, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Which do you wear more? sweats 0r jeans?&lt;br /&gt;jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;1st march. *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you swear alot?&lt;br /&gt;a lot. but i didnt swear anytime today that i can rmb. but my failing memory..who cares. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What was your first alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;beer, koped from my dad. but it totally sucks. blehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you have any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;yah. alot. mostly becos i said wrong stuffs -.-&lt;br /&gt;sorry to all that i said wrong stuffs to ): (random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Who would you like to see now?&lt;br /&gt;wuyuetian? ashin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Have the cops ever come to your house?&lt;br /&gt;eh no?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Are you a social or anti-social person&lt;br /&gt;more of anti-social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Who are your best friends? Are you still friends with them?&lt;br /&gt;got a few(:&lt;br /&gt;duh. the question was "who&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; your best friends" so obviously right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;stead? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;clothes lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Who was the last person who disappointed you?&lt;br /&gt;see question 46, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you trust people?&lt;br /&gt;depends. dont trust easily though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;my bro. i said, "orh wait.." when he woke me up to do piano theory.&lt;br /&gt;and i woke up half an hour later diaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. what was the first thing you did today?&lt;br /&gt;open my eyes and said "orh wait.." to bro and went back to sleep and woke up half an hour later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Ten people to tag&lt;br /&gt;1. mag, if she's feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;2. blah&lt;br /&gt;3. blah&lt;br /&gt;4. blah&lt;br /&gt;5. sebas&lt;br /&gt;6. weini&lt;br /&gt;7. xuewen&lt;br /&gt;8. keni&lt;br /&gt;9. lucy&lt;br /&gt;10. ashin (lmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8878722377213549904?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8878722377213549904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8878722377213549904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8878722377213549904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6099083705867240160</id><published>2008-12-23T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:07:39.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just borrowed a guitar from cousin few days ago (:&lt;br /&gt;sadly, its &lt;strong&gt;uber&lt;/strong&gt; out of tune.&lt;br /&gt;then rae suggested to me to tune with the piano for reference.&lt;br /&gt;so i did it.&lt;br /&gt;the pitch isnt exactly correct,&lt;br /&gt;but at least its around there lmao.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks rae, if you are here lol. which is highly impossible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just got a new D string after it broke last night. z.&lt;br /&gt;it was only $2.20 lah.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it was $10++, since viola strings are very ex too.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to play the chords for &lt;strong&gt;拥抱/五月天&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;i feel accomplished. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that happiness was few moments ago.&lt;br /&gt;now that people so emo around me,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheer up k.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and leave it to God to do the rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trust in Him that He will be able to reveal Himself to ur......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've tried so hard, God will honour you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-6099083705867240160?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6099083705867240160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-borrowed-guitar-from-cousin-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6099083705867240160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6099083705867240160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-borrowed-guitar-from-cousin-few.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8401392732286576172</id><published>2008-12-21T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:54:48.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh great.&lt;br /&gt;sos plox.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle just came with one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;luggage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness,&lt;br /&gt;LUGGAGE siaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i can just die already.&lt;br /&gt;usually he doesnt bring a luggage and will just wear my dad's clothes or rewear his own clothes. (yuck) but now?!&lt;br /&gt;this stay by this unwelcomed visitor is going to be like,&lt;br /&gt;(a modest estimation)&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks at least?(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save my souuulllll/stomach/sleep/sanity/(anything else you can think of)~~&lt;br /&gt;i will probably be insane after one week.&lt;br /&gt;and not have an appetite to eat anything. (esp when he is bathing during my breakfast. gosh, all that disgusting gurgles, coughs, KILL ME.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT.TT&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing i can think about him is that..&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;(lmao.)&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, at least he knows that he shouldnt stay in the house while we are out, so he walks around in cck. or maybe further. but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to stay at home cos im really very tired after so many outings/cca and stuffs,&lt;br /&gt;now that he's here,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to go out.&lt;br /&gt;but my mum and bro will have to face him.&lt;br /&gt;my conscience bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;i should go pei2 bro and mum or something -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaaaaaaa T.T&lt;br /&gt;save meeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8401392732286576172?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8401392732286576172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8401392732286576172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8401392732286576172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-great.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-6717132407379772040</id><published>2008-12-20T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:17:28.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just made some 汤圆s.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty bored after making alot alot alot of them,&lt;br /&gt;so i put smiley faces on them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. wanted to upload pictures.&lt;br /&gt;but stupid comp duno wad happen cant find the pic T.T&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona go my aunt's house to eat &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DURIANs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lmao. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want to go kbox. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and ytd, i went to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;and it is practically bursting with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then fairprice xtra closed their shutters for dont-know-why-for-goodness-sake,&lt;br /&gt;and people were crowding all around the gates of fairprice trying to chiong in the minute it was opened -.-&lt;br /&gt;good example of kiasu-ness lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281736721282653410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SUx_kG0wXOI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Biib_Uq1RKY/s200/DSC00635%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some civil defence guy came,&lt;br /&gt;more people crowded -.-&lt;br /&gt;heard some people mention about fire alarm going off or something.&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281736721704112882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SUx_kIZPUvI/AAAAAAAAAAY/a0UuweAgWfo/s200/DSC00638%5B2%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah.&lt;br /&gt;point is,&lt;br /&gt;it sooooo packed.&lt;br /&gt;dint know that jurong point was so extremely well-known.&lt;br /&gt;and i got myself a pair of new shoes hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;and one t-shirt, and school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala.&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/3671122671622956897-6717132407379772040?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/6717132407379772040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-made-some-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6717132407379772040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/6717132407379772040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-made-some-s.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GF9jFM6JvYE/SUx_kG0wXOI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Biib_Uq1RKY/s72-c/DSC00635%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-8335376427369567305</id><published>2008-12-18T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:55:04.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='some shit'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go kbox and go looney inside.&lt;br /&gt;and throw away all the screwed up stuffs inside me.&lt;br /&gt;(mostly just the screwed up stuffs in mag.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST WANT KBOX MANzxczxczxczxzxcz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, something that is fun and makes people hyper will do.&lt;br /&gt;help. D:&lt;br /&gt;at least we can be free of some unwanted rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;temporarily is better than nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-8335376427369567305?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/8335376427369567305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8335376427369567305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/8335376427369567305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4147322704560444720</id><published>2008-12-18T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T22:25:24.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;after i went rebonding one-third of my hair + cut, (told you im a weirdo -.-)&lt;br /&gt;whenever i wash my hair,&lt;br /&gt;there will be this chemical smell.&lt;br /&gt;plus my shampoo. (orange-scented)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my hair stinks of orange-scented chemical found in chemistry lab.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;i having headache just trying to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4147322704560444720?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4147322704560444720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/uhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4147322704560444720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4147322704560444720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/uhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671122671622956897.post-4458640927757922143</id><published>2008-12-17T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:40:55.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>hi all.&lt;br /&gt;forced to use blogger becos spaces cant work!!!&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh~ -.-&lt;br /&gt;conforming to the majority diaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3671122671622956897-4458640927757922143?l=itsme-lah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/feeds/4458640927757922143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4458640927757922143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3671122671622956897/posts/default/4458640927757922143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsme-lah.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_17.html' title='..'/><author><name>dorothyyyyyyyyyyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13272228693206546731</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
