<?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-8833395</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:26:26.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Butterfly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833395.post-111065543281106694</id><published>2005-03-13T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T03:23:52.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm, its 3.22 am now.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE HOLIDAYS AT LAST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok not gonna say much here, tho i have TONS to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;first i need to get my hands on the html-genius-chelsia-goh to help me with my new blog(which the stupid blog spots part doesn't work) and THEN i'll blog.&lt;br /&gt;and oh-ho i have LOADS to tell.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better write it down in case i forget (which is likely).&lt;br /&gt;1) fencing on thursday&lt;br /&gt;2) founders day/last day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;now i will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. i hope jiawen's gonna come online soon:D&lt;br /&gt;i heard from maria tt she's kinda talkative... ah well.&lt;br /&gt;but if i add her, that means i carn put neos as my display pic anymore,&lt;br /&gt;so ppl, if i accidentally do tt, remind me to change k?&lt;br /&gt;oh goody.&lt;br /&gt;hope she liked her present:D&lt;br /&gt;had to give her 1/2 of it first cos the other half's still in the making.&lt;br /&gt;making as in i'm not satisfied with my absurb sewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;bladder's bursting.&lt;br /&gt;byebye(:&lt;br /&gt;p.s. chelz pleasepleaseplease come online(:&lt;div 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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-8833395.post-111029920980681508</id><published>2005-03-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T00:26:49.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you manage to decipher this post, i will take my hat off to you for only one person will know exactly what i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well WELL.&lt;br /&gt;people DO have 2 faces indeed.&lt;br /&gt;one seems to be enjoying herself,&lt;br /&gt;while the other side wallows herself in self-pity and hate.&lt;br /&gt;how interesting.&lt;br /&gt;she can act very well, can't she?&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, an oscar nomination for best actress is in cue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read it.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm now very very very pissed.&lt;br /&gt;"*r****s **e *u***s** *o *e*l *ac* o*h** *o* *h** **el" apparently.&lt;br /&gt;well i never knew they let their friends know in THIS way.&lt;br /&gt;the most sickly, disgusting, and cowardly way of doing it-&lt;br /&gt;a ***g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;she's just too over sensitive i guess.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i'll just have to live with that and come crawling to her on all fours, like others have done, saying: 'OH I'M SORRY!! I NEVER KNEW!!'&lt;br /&gt;and then we would make up and everything would be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know me, i put up a silent war.&lt;br /&gt;i will make you pay.&lt;br /&gt;you will fight me, unknowing that &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; am, indeed, your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a series of, ah, &lt;em&gt;unfortunate events&lt;/em&gt;, planned out for you already.&lt;br /&gt;and i shall carry out my, ah, &lt;em&gt;plans&lt;/em&gt; very carefully indeed.&lt;br /&gt;you will not even know it was me.&lt;br /&gt;for i will then put on a mask,&lt;br /&gt;and pretend, as you have done to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i WARNED you today.&lt;br /&gt;remember?&lt;br /&gt;i bear grudges.&lt;br /&gt;i bear BIG grudges.&lt;br /&gt;so be &lt;em&gt;careful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be very &lt;em&gt;careful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i'm prepared to bet that no one made head or tail or what that was all about eh?&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;may it stay that way.&lt;br /&gt;gtg sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-111029920980681508?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/111029920980681508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=111029920980681508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/111029920980681508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/111029920980681508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-you-manage-to-decipher-this-post-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110977113206305765</id><published>2005-03-02T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T21:45:32.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya.&lt;br /&gt;wa this week dam rushed man.&lt;br /&gt;on monday i was like, spending the whole night doing my science report lor.&lt;br /&gt;and you would have thought i finished it right?&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;i left the discussion thingy.&lt;br /&gt;not tt bad la.&lt;br /&gt;then the next day quah said tt she'll extend.&lt;br /&gt;then i realized, why i so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i should just go to the teachers to ask for extension lor.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;then now i can concentrate on my chi test liao.&lt;br /&gt;goood.&lt;br /&gt;haven't updated blog for ages.&lt;br /&gt;then the past two nights i haven't actually slept properly.&lt;br /&gt;so now my back aches.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping on the sofa next to the comp.&lt;br /&gt;cos sometimes do abit of work then sleep, then do abit of work, then sleep, then wake up at 6 o clock, rush through the work, and then go to school.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;thats been my routine for the past two nights.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;so today, i'm so gonna do finish my math wk sht, then study for history test.&lt;br /&gt;and abit of chinese.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;i MUST do that.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, today we took our body fat thingy.&lt;br /&gt;mine is 24.1%.&lt;br /&gt;not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;we got this 'receipt' which showed alot of stuff about our body. including height and weight, and bone weight.(?!)&lt;br /&gt;not satisfied with my weight and height tho.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I GAIN ONE KG!!!&lt;br /&gt;i KNEW i should have checked my weight frequently.&lt;br /&gt;i used to check everyday, and it remained at 50.&lt;br /&gt;so i stopped checking lor.&lt;br /&gt;haaai.&lt;br /&gt;see la now wad happen.&lt;br /&gt;*slaps herself*&lt;br /&gt;keep on eating and eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;ok now i must go back to how i usually ate.&lt;br /&gt;um&lt;br /&gt;small recesses.&lt;br /&gt;on long days, must control. CANNOT eat two bowls of noodles(one for recess one for lunch)&lt;br /&gt;normal days, MUST control. CANNOT eat noodles or rice. must eat low calorie food. um um like... egg? err ok bad idea. maybe hmm. jelly or chips or sth. not as fulling as noodles.&lt;br /&gt;i think my stomach got bigger.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i must must must MUST go back to my old weight.&lt;br /&gt;see like, for today dinner, i ate less rice, more of other food, and no dessert. just apple.&lt;br /&gt;which is wad i used to eat b4 i gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;the days of gaining weight... haha i know why.&lt;br /&gt;ice cream!!&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;i just carn stop eating them lor.&lt;br /&gt;then i bought tt cookie dough ben n jerry's icecream.&lt;br /&gt;and i finished the whole tub.&lt;br /&gt;not in one day la duh.&lt;br /&gt;but in about... hmmm... i think 2-3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;cos i space out ma.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;i think its 1-2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;must.not.eat.icecream.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i could eat ice cream for recess at break.&lt;br /&gt;there's this ice cream with choc outside and vanilla inside, dam shiok and dam cheap.&lt;br /&gt;ya... hmm... i think eatin thats better than noodles or rice hor? cos not alot of calories ma.&lt;br /&gt;ok so this means... tomorrow (thursday, a long day), only can eat ice cream at recess, and at lunch then can have proper small meal. as long as i'm not hungry can liao. must NOT NOT NOT overeat.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;carn wait till i go back to my normal weight.&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock when i came home to check my weight lor.&lt;br /&gt;in like, 3 weeks can gain one kg.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;must lose!!!&lt;br /&gt;but at least now, stabalize liao leh.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm ok la, quite happy.&lt;br /&gt;not like last time... dun care about wad i eat one.&lt;br /&gt;thats unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i rly carn believe some of the fat mass of some ppl in 209 lor.&lt;br /&gt;like they're so skinny, but their fat mass can be higher than mine. and i'm like, FAT.&lt;br /&gt;like **t. i rly couldn't believe it when her fat mass was higher than mine la.&lt;br /&gt;hello she's so skinny lor.&lt;br /&gt;look at her legs and hands?&lt;br /&gt;i dun even think her butt is big(tho she keeps saying it is)&lt;br /&gt;haaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;i think the machine is screwed up la.&lt;br /&gt;seriously conked up.&lt;br /&gt;**a also, same thing.&lt;br /&gt;so skinny and yet the mass is higher.&lt;br /&gt;so weird right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but got some believable ones la.&lt;br /&gt;like TUNG YI TYNG!!!(jie!)&lt;br /&gt;wa lou.&lt;br /&gt;you know she lost 3kg?&lt;br /&gt;THREE KG&lt;br /&gt;since the start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;now she's like wad, 45kg+-.&lt;br /&gt;MAD RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;and she's rly dam healthy la.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;her 'receipt' is like the model 'receipt' haha.&lt;br /&gt;EILEEN also!!!&lt;br /&gt;o man&lt;br /&gt;ok that girl is scary.&lt;br /&gt;shan't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;still dare to say she's FAT!?&lt;br /&gt;the nerve of her.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but she rly growed alot TALLER.&lt;br /&gt;like, the amt i need to raise my neck to see her has increased.&lt;br /&gt;she's like 165 now.&lt;br /&gt;AAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;thats my ideal height!!&lt;br /&gt;i gave up on 170 liao.&lt;br /&gt;now still a pathetic 158):&lt;br /&gt;7 more cm to grow!!&lt;br /&gt;argh anyone know when ppl stop growing taller?&lt;br /&gt;ok me gtg do hwk now.&lt;br /&gt;must.not.sleep.late.&lt;br /&gt;must.study.&lt;br /&gt;must.study.history.and.science.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;shall go do now.&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110977113206305765?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110977113206305765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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anymore(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway tts not the point here.&lt;br /&gt;guess wad happened?&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was about to go to school,&lt;br /&gt;then i opened the cupboard,&lt;br /&gt;bent down,&lt;br /&gt;and pulled open the lowest drawer.&lt;br /&gt;and then i was like abit preoccupied in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;SOOO...&lt;br /&gt;i stood up, turned my head...&lt;br /&gt;and accidentally bang my mouth against the cupboard door.&lt;br /&gt;SO SUI RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;then cos of tt, i was LATE for school.&lt;br /&gt;not booked tho cos i got VERY valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;gums were bleeing like crazy, and couldn't get it to stop, so had to put a tissue paper in me mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;third last lesson of the day(com studs),&lt;br /&gt;the bruise on my mouth has gotton so big,&lt;br /&gt;it looks like i've been punched real bad.&lt;br /&gt;REAL bad.&lt;br /&gt;haha well i'd rather that than people think its part of my already-so-ugly face.&lt;br /&gt;and actually its kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;i like these scars that are unique(no matter how ugly)&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;i carn believe ti go t so big and dark lor,&lt;br /&gt;this morning it was bad but not THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;baahh.&lt;br /&gt;hurts leh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna rub it but if i rub, my gums will rub against my braces, so i kinda have to puff my mouth up and rub it.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;now its sore):&lt;br /&gt;and its BLACK(:&lt;br /&gt;haha ok i'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but i like these cool scars.&lt;br /&gt;beauty in the eye of the beholder.&lt;br /&gt;tho now i look like my mouth is seriously distorted :heh.&lt;br /&gt;sam said that.&lt;br /&gt;yenlin and rach both said i look like someone punched me.&lt;br /&gt;which will prob be the story i tell ppl if they should ask wad happened :D&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather THAT cool story then the "i accidentally hit my mouth on the cupboard" one.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;no la.&lt;br /&gt;i'll bluff say i got punched, see their reactions, then say "PLEASE LA."&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;OOH SO FURN.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got fencing later...&lt;br /&gt;woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;heh lin dun disappoint ruth k... :D&lt;br /&gt;hope we get a good training.&lt;br /&gt;the training is like shit these few days cos there are new juniors and all.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i still like it.&lt;br /&gt;hope jiaolian's ok.&lt;br /&gt;he took out teeth again!&lt;br /&gt;poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;then on tuesday he was like sitting on a chair with his jacket zipped up.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't talk and looked so pale...&lt;br /&gt;aiyo...&lt;br /&gt;then in the end he went home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;hope he's ok now(:&lt;br /&gt;k then, better get back on to track with the rest of the class.&lt;br /&gt;i LIKE com studs.&lt;br /&gt;very relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;lookin forward to fencing laters!&lt;br /&gt;seeya jas, charm, lin, cheryl, szeyen, char, and everyone else!&lt;div 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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-8833395.post-110905194261713221</id><published>2005-02-22T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:57:18.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WARNING: IF YOU'RE A 209-NER, PERHAPS YOU WILL LIKE TO SKIP THIS ENTRY. NOTHING PERSONAL. THANKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;why am i blogging?&lt;br /&gt;well, something happened.&lt;br /&gt;something oh-so-extremely pissifying and idiotic and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;there was this stupid spot check again today in class.&lt;br /&gt;at first i wasn't booked one...&lt;br /&gt;and then,&lt;br /&gt;the pits(ruiling and francesca)&lt;br /&gt;saw tt i didn't have a nametag.&lt;br /&gt;and it was right there in my pocket, just that i forgot to put it on cos there was pe before that.&lt;br /&gt;so just becos of that, they booked me.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;i dun geddit la.&lt;br /&gt;you think i PURPOSELY dun wan to put on my name tag one is it?&lt;br /&gt;oi hello, i'm not a rebel la!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;you know the meaning of forget to put on???&lt;br /&gt;somemore not like leave at home or never bring liddat!&lt;br /&gt;wad the fuck la.&lt;br /&gt;i was so friggin angry at them la.&lt;br /&gt;both of them.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if its their job, or their wadever.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun really care.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;like the moment they told me i just straightaway put it on lor.&lt;br /&gt;wads wrong with that huh?&lt;br /&gt;wa lou i think the pits have got their priorities all wrong lor.&lt;br /&gt;they dunno wads REAL rebel.&lt;br /&gt;they dunno how to differenshape between people who refuse to bring cos they too lazy to bring or to order, and ppl who have it right in their pocket but forget to put it on becos of one pe lesson before.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;wad the hell la.&lt;br /&gt;then i got so mad i started crying lor.&lt;br /&gt;i know,&lt;em&gt; i know&lt;/em&gt;, but i carn help it!&lt;br /&gt;and this time its not tears of sadness.&lt;br /&gt;its tears of COLD HARD HATE.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno at who, them or me.&lt;br /&gt;me for being so stupid and forgetful to not put on my bloody nametag when it was right in my pocket, or the pits who book me for just such a STUPID blunder. not like i leave it at home or sth liddat right? AYE HELLO IN POCKET LEH.&lt;br /&gt;you know, when you look at it from a different angle its really very stupid. who ever heard of getting booked for not putting on a name-tag?&lt;br /&gt;ah well back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i told ms low tt i needed the loo cos i dun like crying in front of so many ppl. i dun like that sort of attention and lets keep it at that.&lt;br /&gt;so then i rushed out and slapped myself in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;i was like telling myself "OI! YOU CRY FOR WAD? CRY ALSO NO USE ONE! STOP CRYING!"&lt;br /&gt;and, ya basically i just continued crying even more.&lt;br /&gt;haaaai.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to class and got called out by ms low to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's nice la.&lt;br /&gt;i told her wad happened and she said that if i do get another booking for attire, she'll speak to the headofyear to cancel this booking cos its kinda stupid and illogical.&lt;br /&gt;then i sorta cheered up abit.&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to class and i think rach or twt or sth went to beg ruiling to cancel my booking.&lt;br /&gt;then she cancelled and said tt if i dun put name tag on again then double booking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HO-HO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing you should know about me, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; begging people.&lt;br /&gt;i ABSOLUTELY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOATHE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; BOWING MY HEAD DOWN TO THEM, TO PLEAD AND CRAWL ON THE FLOOR, LETTING THEM FEEL SUPERIOR AND OH-SO-HIGH-AND-MIGHTY.&lt;br /&gt;(when they're not)&lt;br /&gt;so, ok i understand tt rach or twt or whoever just wanted my best interests at heart, but i DON'T LIKE BEGGING PEOPLE REGARDING THIS SORT OF THING.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ego-istic, but i do have some pride you know. thats why i will NOT beg someone regarding these sort of matters.&lt;br /&gt;to me its just you book me for this stupid reason la, FINE. you just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WATCH YOUR BACK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; forgive and i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; forget. ESPECIALLY when it comes to matters like these,my memory can become, well, pretty good i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, a nice conclusion to end off this little, well, rant.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno who's fault it is or wadever, but at the moment, i'm in confusion and a whole loada anger and hate, so daoing may be something quite common with two people i may meet at school. or should i say, WILL, meet at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY... steering the conversation outta hmm, DANGEROUS waters, i hope not too many 209-ners will tag me saying, oh, hmm, lets say...&lt;br /&gt;"nellie, you know the pits HAVE to do their jobs, so dun be angry k (:"&lt;br /&gt;"nellie, dun be so mean! ):"&lt;br /&gt;or wadever.&lt;br /&gt;dun gimme that sorta shit talk cos its wad i need the least at the moment k?&lt;br /&gt;oh, but i'll cool down soon. dun worry. no bad feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the longest time i ever dao-ed my frens for betrayal was for about 6 and a half months.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;not TOO long i must say.&lt;br /&gt;just gimme time and everything'll cool down.&lt;br /&gt;so please i beg you do NOT spam my blog with those comments mentioned above.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't need it at the moment thanks.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm mean, rash, unreasonable, stupid, asking for trouble, crazy, creating tension...&lt;br /&gt;but yea.&lt;br /&gt;it'll cool down.&lt;br /&gt;sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;just rantings for as long as they'll last.&lt;br /&gt;which is not too long.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry.&lt;br /&gt;nellie will be &lt;strong&gt;back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110905194261713221?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110905194261713221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110905194261713221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110905194261713221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110905194261713221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/02/warning-if-youre-209-ner-perhaps-you.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110887606332967215</id><published>2005-02-20T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T13:11:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun believe wad happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;you see&lt;br /&gt;at first me, lin, and jas were supposed to go clementi for u20s women's sabre.&lt;br /&gt;BUDDEN.&lt;br /&gt;we last minute got some call from felix saying we carn make a group liddat cos we from diff schools.&lt;br /&gt;so then we joined liesl's team.&lt;br /&gt;then after we go there, felix announced tt women's sabre cancelled cos only got 3 teams participate, and one of the teams couldn't come down cos of some stomach ache thingy.&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so we went there for nothing lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then anyway, jas came and we made our way to plaza singapura.&lt;br /&gt;then we booked tickets for "hide and seek".&lt;br /&gt;then in the cinema tt time, wanlin got an sms from timon saying tt he was at ps with james lam.&lt;br /&gt;then wanlin was like hyperventilating in the cinema haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i screamed at the front part lor.&lt;br /&gt;cos cos, the dad was like opening the cupboard, then i thought sth was going to come out of it, so i scream.&lt;br /&gt;haaai.&lt;br /&gt;lucky not tt loud.&lt;br /&gt;then i heard someone behind saying&lt;br /&gt;"wah, so hopeless"&lt;br /&gt;loudly leh.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou, so bitchy right?&lt;br /&gt;like purposely wan to make me hear liddat.&lt;br /&gt;then me and jas looked behind to see who she was...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so bimbo and bitchy de.&lt;br /&gt;then i think she saw us staring and got abit embarrassed so...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the movie was ok la.&lt;br /&gt;abit the draggy tho.&lt;br /&gt;not THAT scary as i thought la.&lt;br /&gt;got twist one, as it iis with oh-so-many ghost movies these days.&lt;br /&gt;ALL copying m.night shyamalan's "the sixth sense" and "the village".&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh.&lt;br /&gt;so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;but only m.night shyamalan can make it work :)&lt;br /&gt;MY IDOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the point is,&lt;br /&gt;after the movie,&lt;br /&gt;jas called timon and asked where he was,&lt;br /&gt;then we saw him comin up the escalatos,&lt;br /&gt;and lin tried to run for it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;then me and jas were like restraining her...&lt;br /&gt;so dam funny la.&lt;br /&gt;then, haha, when they came right,&lt;br /&gt;lin tried hiding behind tt pillar thingy tt shows the shops on the level.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so stupid right!?&lt;br /&gt;then after tt we went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;heh, me, jas, and james purposely ordered the food and didn't come back for a VEEERYY LOOONGG TIMEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;so tt lin and timon could talk!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we shared the pizza la...and.. ya tts about it...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;haha then at first, jas was sitting opposite lin.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN,&lt;br /&gt;we made jas switch with timon,&lt;br /&gt;so that he was sitting opposite lin.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;cos we couldn't get lin to sit opposite timon ma,&lt;br /&gt;so we made HIM switch instead!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;lin was blushing like shit la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha dinner went ok i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but lin only talked when we were not around la!&lt;br /&gt;haaaai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think both the guys are ok la, quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;james is like dam gentleman lor.&lt;br /&gt;when eating the pizza that time, he bothered to use his knife and fork while me and jas just stuffed it into our mouths using our hands.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;and timon is nice la.&lt;br /&gt;he made an effort to talk to lin even tho she's so shy, and thats good :D&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THEY SOONER OR LATER SURE BECOME BF/GF ONE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIN I BET WITH YOU OK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS TIME YOU SURE LOSE ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and charm, szeyen, cheryl, charlene...&lt;br /&gt;we can give up on all our, AHEM schemes.&lt;br /&gt;they've already talked to each other haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm anyway after tt went home la.&lt;br /&gt;quite late.&lt;br /&gt;about 8 plus i think.&lt;br /&gt;was yawning like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya, and right,&lt;br /&gt;i found out tt the mv votes dun count cos the decision is made by the judges.&lt;br /&gt;however, the reasons given in the votes might influence the judges decision...&lt;br /&gt;so ppl, just continue voting la k!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;tho, i think no hope liao ):&lt;br /&gt;compared to the other mvs, minus the bimbo st margs one,&lt;br /&gt;i think we no chance liao.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;got storyline so wad,&lt;br /&gt;the others have got cartoons, no matter how bad the cartoon, but nevertheless a cartoon,&lt;br /&gt;and some are like, filmed so zai-ly la.&lt;br /&gt;especially the other rgs one.&lt;br /&gt;haaaai.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better not get my hopes too high):&lt;br /&gt;hey btw, anyone know wads the top three prizes for this comp? they did not mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway now i'm, well, trying to start on my hwk.&lt;br /&gt;there's so much, i dunno where to start!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok i'd better start.&lt;br /&gt;buaibuai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110887606332967215?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110887606332967215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110887606332967215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110887606332967215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110887606332967215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-dun-believe-wad-happened-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110856995047912103</id><published>2005-02-16T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T00:05:50.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY-&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF THE BEST DAYS IN MY LIFE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oman... today was a DARN good day la!!!&lt;br /&gt;like, i came to school, and eileen was like-&lt;br /&gt;"hey nellie guess wad! our mv made it to the top eight finalists!"&lt;br /&gt;then i was like-&lt;br /&gt;"OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG"&lt;br /&gt;and ya. sorta hyperventilated.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS DAM HAPPY LA!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL OUR HARD WORK PAID OFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then like, during geog which was our first lesson, i couldn't concentrate at all la haha.&lt;br /&gt;o man, if we can win the top three prizes...&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;PPL!!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE VOTE FOR MY GROUP!!!&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE NUMBER SIX!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youth.zaobao.com/popmv.html/"&gt;http://youth.zaobao.com/popmv.html/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see the mv there, but you have to cut out the coupon thingy on the zaobao and send it to vote.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...&lt;br /&gt;i know its dam sian...&lt;br /&gt;but like,&lt;br /&gt;it REALLY means alot lor.&lt;br /&gt;like cos,&lt;br /&gt;you get into the top 8,&lt;br /&gt;then if you dun win anything,&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel even more sad right?&lt;br /&gt;so please please please... help help help vote k!!!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason, they mixed up our names with another rgs team :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then in today's chinese lesson,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;lao shi played the mv!!&lt;br /&gt;haha eileen was hiding under her coat la!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone laughed the hardest at the *coughGAYcough* part heh.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh so happy!&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly believe it lor!&lt;br /&gt;and, oh man, the pic they put on the newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;dam furni la!&lt;br /&gt;budden, they should have put the other one wihch is funnier...&lt;br /&gt;the one where both the ah ma and ah gong are like, staring at the tv...&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya but nvm la...&lt;br /&gt;still good haha.&lt;br /&gt;poor eileen and wing...&lt;br /&gt;one of them will be laughed at for being the funny ah ma...&lt;br /&gt;the other will be laughed at for acting *coughGAYcough*.&lt;br /&gt;ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i get a director cameo!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i look so dorky and bimbo in the mv.&lt;br /&gt;when i compare to now, i carn even tell its me la.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;argh anyway.&lt;br /&gt;you know, the someone who's tagging me without saying anything, i have a good feeling who it is...&lt;br /&gt;haha, you see cos i had math tuition jus now.&lt;br /&gt;and i told my math teacher my blog url.&lt;br /&gt;and i told him to TAG.&lt;br /&gt;then i was like "you SURE you know how to tag?"&lt;br /&gt;then he went "can la can la... i'll figure it out..."&lt;br /&gt;-.-"'&lt;br /&gt;i think he's the one tagging lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh anyways,&lt;br /&gt;another good thing tt happened...&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD CAME BACK FROM AUS.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;thats not exactly the good thing cos he frequently goes overseas and frequently comes back from them...&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing is...&lt;br /&gt;you see, i told him to help me buy roxy, billabong, or quicksilver stuff...&lt;br /&gt;AND HE BOUGHT ME BILLABONG SHIRTS, SHORTS, AND A CAP!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO NICEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;o man o man...&lt;br /&gt;i'm in lurve with the clothes now la!&lt;br /&gt;and luckily they all fit me lor!&lt;br /&gt;except there's this pair of shorts which is so loose that it can go way below the waist...&lt;br /&gt;but aiya,&lt;br /&gt;its not too bad la.&lt;br /&gt;just cover up lor.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh so niceeee...&lt;br /&gt;and and&lt;br /&gt;he bought this billabong brown cap,&lt;br /&gt;which i saw in 77th street tt day...&lt;br /&gt;and SO wanted to buy it...&lt;br /&gt;i told him to get it from aus...&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't expect him to buy it lor!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHH I'M SO HAPPPYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;budden right,&lt;br /&gt;he bought it from the AIRPORT,&lt;br /&gt;so like,&lt;br /&gt;couldn't get any discount for the summer sale or wadever lor.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou...&lt;br /&gt;and its like,ex-er than sg leh!&lt;br /&gt;aiya but nvm,&lt;br /&gt;since i only have one billabong shirt so far...&lt;br /&gt;now got more stuff liao :D&lt;br /&gt;yay i love my daddy!&lt;br /&gt;if i scold him again&lt;br /&gt;someone slap me!&lt;br /&gt;aahhh..&lt;br /&gt;now i love billabong sooo much..&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;billabong makes you look thinner for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;heh now i know why yanhui likes it sooo much...&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;now i'm on a billabong craze!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;but seriously its so nice la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go dreamland liao...&lt;br /&gt;nighty!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110856995047912103?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110856995047912103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110856995047912103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110856995047912103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110856995047912103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-one-of-best-days-in-my-life-oman.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110832001738432733</id><published>2005-02-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T02:40:17.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOURTEEN!!&lt;br /&gt;oooh.&lt;br /&gt;cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;actually, its the 2nd day since my birthday now cos its about 2 am in the morning on the 14th of feb, and my birthday was on the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;um, went out with weiting, rachel(for a while), eileenie!, huiwen, chelsia and tammy!!!&lt;br /&gt;aiya, we just go shop abit and stuff la.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know more, read weiting's blog &lt;a href="http://ssshatteredreamsss.blogspot.com"&gt;http://ssshatteredreamsss.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;argh, carn stand that stooopid idiot who called my "da4 zhi1".&lt;br /&gt;its so strange.&lt;br /&gt;its like, when i went for like cny gatherings and all,&lt;br /&gt;the aunty's keep saying how much weight i lost and blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;then this idiot comes along and says i'm bigsize or wadever.&lt;br /&gt;then now i wanna lose more weight liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;bahh i hate it when i get bad comments, fake or real or wadever.&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm so self conscious, but wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;its like, urgh.&lt;br /&gt;so, ok from now, start dieting again.&lt;br /&gt;baaahh.&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still almost the same weight as when i finished dieting lor.&lt;br /&gt;about 50 kg +-&lt;br /&gt;hai hao.&lt;br /&gt;then now i still about the same weight, and i eat ALOT more.&lt;br /&gt;so for some reason, i think my metabolism rate has increased or sth.&lt;br /&gt;or, i know when to stop when i've eaten too much.&lt;br /&gt;apart from tonight's dinner.&lt;br /&gt;wa man.&lt;br /&gt;ate so much,&lt;br /&gt;my stomach was ACHING when i came home.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't even cut the cake tt my parents got lor, cos we were all soooo full...&lt;br /&gt;maybe cut tomorrow(:&lt;br /&gt;haven't made me wish yet!!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway.&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you about the return home journey.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i sat down quietly on this nice empty seat, with this woman on my right.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN&lt;br /&gt;the woman leaves at the next stop, and the oh-so-nice-aroma is suddenly pollutedwith body odour.&lt;br /&gt;NOT MINE LA.&lt;br /&gt;cos there was this FAT uncle,&lt;br /&gt;ok not really an uncle.&lt;br /&gt;maybe 30s there?&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;this, this MAN la&lt;br /&gt;he just sat down&lt;br /&gt;and oh god&lt;br /&gt;the smell was KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;i could hardly breathe lor!&lt;br /&gt;i was like WHOO WHEE WHOO WHEE....&lt;br /&gt;and i endured with it all the way from woodlands to orchard!&lt;br /&gt;11 stops, minus the one tt i didn't sit with him.&lt;br /&gt;yea yea, why didn't i change seat...&lt;br /&gt;aiya its like,&lt;br /&gt;so mean to go and sit somewhere else lor.&lt;br /&gt;its like, how would you feel, if you sat next to this person, then the person gets up and sits somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;kinda bad right?&lt;br /&gt;so aiya, i ren3 zhu4 lor.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then went home,&lt;br /&gt;got into a quarrel with mum about this flare skirt.&lt;br /&gt;cos you see,&lt;br /&gt;i needed it to wear to dinner and also for the latin theme party for dance lesson.&lt;br /&gt;its like, i saw this flare skirt today while shopping at far east la.&lt;br /&gt;then i wanted to buy, but aiya, bu4 she3 de2 the $.&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, i thought tt mum already has one super nice one.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided not to buy lor.&lt;br /&gt;then IN THE END,&lt;br /&gt;my MOTHER,&lt;br /&gt;who told me at first when she got the skirt over a year ago...&lt;br /&gt;"oh, i can get this skirt and you can share with me"&lt;br /&gt;decided not to lend me for the theme party, OR the dinner that we were about to go for.&lt;br /&gt;like, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;so selfish right?&lt;br /&gt;then i was like god, you're not keeping your word la.&lt;br /&gt;like, go dinner also cannot wear wad the hell?&lt;br /&gt;so in the end&lt;br /&gt;i wore this skirt which was short but not that short(perfect size(: ), and this top this is kinda slutty and i only wear for formal dinners.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have worn it if not for my stupid mother lor.&lt;br /&gt;if not wad to wear,&lt;br /&gt;SHE herself tell me to "dress very formally"&lt;br /&gt;then i want to, but she dun let me.&lt;br /&gt;so like, thats the only thing closest to FORMAL i have in my cupboard lor.&lt;br /&gt;or wad, wear op shorts ah?&lt;br /&gt;then i got pissed and she got pissed and tried to leave the house without me leh.&lt;br /&gt;like, what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;normal days so bo liao,&lt;br /&gt;birthday also must be so bo liao.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;then she ranted on and on about how we shouldn't celebrate birthday's and all and blablabla...&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;gimme a break la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know,&lt;br /&gt;mothers are the stupidest and weirdest and freakiest creatures in the world.&lt;br /&gt;or at least, mine is.&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;you know she doesn't approve of me wearing a CAP.&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;ERRR????&lt;br /&gt;cos apparently, only CHEAP girls wear it.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think she's ever heard of&lt;br /&gt;"THERE'S A BIRGHT YELLOW SUN SHINING ABOVE YOU",&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"IT SUITS MY SHIRT"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"SO THAT I CAN HIDE FROM PPL I DUN LIKE IF I SEE THEM"&lt;br /&gt;ok the last point not so good,&lt;br /&gt;but still!??&lt;br /&gt;how can it look cheap la?!&lt;br /&gt;someone, enlighten me!&lt;br /&gt;those who think caps make you look cheap say AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;well i ain't hear nothin.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid right?&lt;br /&gt;since when do caps make you look cheap?&lt;br /&gt;this is outrageous la!&lt;br /&gt;A CAP LEH.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;so dam irritating.&lt;br /&gt;shall save up for that cap and wear it to spite her.&lt;br /&gt;its very nice anyway(:&lt;br /&gt;brown colour one,&lt;br /&gt;suits my skin,&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm oh-so-BROWN...&lt;br /&gt;and its not a tan,&lt;br /&gt;i was born like that.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;i can show you my baby pics.&lt;br /&gt;ok on second thoughts i think i won't.&lt;br /&gt;i look like a tiny fat thingy dipped in some chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;then if i stand next to my bro right...&lt;br /&gt;wah&lt;br /&gt;the difference is like&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;carn even tell we're bro and sis lor.&lt;br /&gt;except for the eyes (:&lt;br /&gt;we have exactly the same eyes.&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway.&lt;br /&gt;where was i?&lt;br /&gt;ah yes the cap.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was OK la...&lt;br /&gt;too full...&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then came home,&lt;br /&gt;and started choosing clothes for the dance thingy.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i chose this black-and-white pleated skirt which is only slighty above the knees and this black top which i got for 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;yea that was the shirt i got from da pasap malam.&lt;br /&gt;cheap right?&lt;br /&gt;mao4 pai2 huo4&lt;br /&gt;quicksilver one.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;carn even tell the diff.&lt;br /&gt;not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;its weiting rang4 to me one.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;cos she say i the birthday girl,&lt;br /&gt;so must give way...&lt;br /&gt;so sweet right?&lt;br /&gt;aww.. thankies weiting dear!! MUA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH&lt;br /&gt;please,&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you about the trip to my mum's fren's house for cny.&lt;br /&gt;see,&lt;br /&gt;there was 3 guys&lt;br /&gt;ALL from --sch&lt;br /&gt;and ALL DAM DAO.&lt;br /&gt;dao until like shit liddat.&lt;br /&gt;apbp.&lt;br /&gt;act pai bo pai.&lt;br /&gt;serious la&lt;br /&gt;and come to looks-wise...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;all not shuai sorry.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;the point is,&lt;br /&gt;i saw ____ who's from rg,&lt;br /&gt;(apparently she's the daughter of my mum's fren)&lt;br /&gt;and like,&lt;br /&gt;o god,&lt;br /&gt;she actually went UPSTAIRS to talk to the guys,&lt;br /&gt;when there were THREE girls,&lt;br /&gt;me, @, and # yatting away DOWNSTAIRS, keeping WAY away from the boys.&lt;br /&gt;(shall not mention names in case of prying eyes)&lt;br /&gt;like o gosh&lt;br /&gt;how flirtatious is that!??&lt;br /&gt;i was SHOCKED lor.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i heard quite bad stuff bout tt girl from frens and all,&lt;br /&gt;but THIS???&lt;br /&gt;urgghhh.&lt;br /&gt;pass the bucket.&lt;br /&gt;some more,&lt;br /&gt;o gosh,&lt;br /&gt;you wun BELIEVE what she was wearing.&lt;br /&gt;this, this,&lt;br /&gt;this TURKISH thingy.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;this blue puffy skirt that was almost touching the floor,&lt;br /&gt;and this white top.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, # said she looked like those turkish guys who spin round and round and round with the turban... hahahah i agree!&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;SCARY LA.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;want to be despo also dress until liddat.&lt;br /&gt;wu2 yao4 ke3 jiu4 la.&lt;br /&gt;she looked like she comes from turkey, and was from about a century ago.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see her at first cos i came late,&lt;br /&gt; but when she came down to plaay black jack,&lt;br /&gt;god&lt;br /&gt;i saw then i was like&lt;br /&gt;COUGH COUGH COUGH COUGH&lt;br /&gt;ya i know i'm mean but&lt;br /&gt;i really carn stand this sort of flirty ppl la.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;*hair stands up*&lt;br /&gt;oh oh then then,&lt;br /&gt;she played black jack,&lt;br /&gt;and sat WITH the -- guys!&lt;br /&gt;0.0&lt;br /&gt;and, hahah,&lt;br /&gt;me and the other two gals played black jack with the cuteywootsey little kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm surprised she didn't ask whether they could play strip poker or sth.&lt;br /&gt;probably she'll remove her shirt or sth...&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;shan't be mean and shan't say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;hope she never see this post eh.&lt;br /&gt;aiya like she'll know i'm talking about her la.&lt;br /&gt;aiya heck la.&lt;br /&gt;i already censored alot k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;oh, lemme tell you bout the cny day tt my mum invited some frens over.&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;skip the front cos it was boring,&lt;br /&gt;but around afternoon there,&lt;br /&gt;aunty -- came with her 2 sons and 1 daughter.&lt;br /&gt;very fun!!&lt;br /&gt;i put the fencing mask on one of the guys and whacked him on the head as hard as i could.&lt;br /&gt;BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;its so fun when you're not the one getting hit.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;ooh then another family came,&lt;br /&gt;nat(: and noelle(:,&lt;br /&gt;and we all started playing...&lt;br /&gt;blackjack!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;ok lame la.&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway&lt;br /&gt;i think i earned about 1 buck.&lt;br /&gt;but o man those twins,&lt;br /&gt;they bet dam scary one leh.&lt;br /&gt;and the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;they.always.seem.to.win.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;but they're so funny!&lt;br /&gt;then after that was helping them make their blog.&lt;br /&gt;can you believe,&lt;br /&gt;of ALL pictures,&lt;br /&gt;they chose THAT particular picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://retarded--twosome.blogspot.com"&gt;http://retarded--twosome.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see.&lt;br /&gt;the picture is.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;decide for urself la.&lt;br /&gt;they're twins, so you'd expect them to get some twin-y picture right?&lt;br /&gt;dun get ur hopes too high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh anyway,&lt;br /&gt;its like, 2.40 now.&lt;br /&gt;baahhh&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;long day tomorrow eh.&lt;br /&gt;with all the homework and all yea.&lt;br /&gt;k i'd better go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;nightums! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110832001738432733?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110832001738432733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110832001738432733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110832001738432733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110832001738432733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/02/fourteen-oooh.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110778966425815966</id><published>2005-02-07T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:21:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY EVERYBODEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;nellie here!&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;long time since i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today i bluffed my mum.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun really care that much already.&lt;br /&gt;cos you know, she's so dam unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;last time she said i have to come home and help her so i carn hang out for a while.&lt;br /&gt;then in the end i came home, and she said i carn help her with anything.&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;so dam friggin irritating lor.&lt;br /&gt;so now i carn be bothered with her.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i'm usually very fillial but when she goes over the top right,&lt;br /&gt;i will burst one.&lt;br /&gt;somemore that time i had a very good reason for going out, which i will not mention here for it is kinda personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;had under 20s ytd.&lt;br /&gt;it was ok la.&lt;br /&gt;i got 7th place i think.&lt;br /&gt;but, aiya, i think i'm jinxed or sth lor.&lt;br /&gt;last time z gala,&lt;br /&gt;lost to francis in the quarter finals...&lt;br /&gt;10.15.&lt;br /&gt;then in the novices,&lt;br /&gt;lost to that melissa girl...&lt;br /&gt;14-15.&lt;br /&gt;COS OF...&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;shan't say.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i thrashed her in the polls la so i'm alright.&lt;br /&gt;and i think she got wad, somewhere around the last there.&lt;br /&gt;ok shan't be mean and shan't say anything more.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then this time,&lt;br /&gt;in under 20s,&lt;br /&gt;lost in quarter finals AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;to jas's aunt&lt;br /&gt;10.15!&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;THREE times in a row i've lost in the quarter finals lor.&lt;br /&gt;haaaai.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna train hard for the u17s.&lt;br /&gt;must at least get 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;or i'm really dam jinxed.&lt;br /&gt;must jia you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog about LIN now.&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;she likes AHEM, and AHEM likes her!!!&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;me and charm were like teasing her like shit just now!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;i rly hope they become bf gf lor!!&lt;br /&gt;so SWEET!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;awwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya ok la lin i wun torture you liao.&lt;br /&gt;shall change subject to...&lt;br /&gt;wad to wear tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;you know just now.&lt;br /&gt;three cons came out one after another,&lt;br /&gt;each asking wad i'm wearing tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;then i'm like&lt;br /&gt;"op"&lt;br /&gt;"op"&lt;br /&gt;"op"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;is it very important???&lt;br /&gt;i'm just wearing op shorts and shirt lor&lt;br /&gt;so easy&lt;br /&gt;dunno why ppl are like "stressing" themselves over it.&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of this boring subject.&lt;br /&gt;i must be boring you.&lt;br /&gt;aiya i wan to talk about LIN...&lt;br /&gt;budden&lt;br /&gt;i know she'll murder me la.&lt;br /&gt;and you know, i dun wanna die so young...&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya so sian.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go read my PHHAAAANNTOOOOOOM of the opera book liaaaao.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;AND GOOD LUCK LIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. if you are curious, or simply, bored, either read lin's blog or charm's blog regarding this matter. HIGHLY amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110778966425815966?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110778966425815966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110778966425815966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110778966425815966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110778966425815966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-everybodeee-nellie-here-woot.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110698652605900577</id><published>2005-01-29T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T16:15:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm at rach's house now.&lt;br /&gt;SUPPOSED to be doing um, geog project.&lt;br /&gt;but, err, i'm using the comp, and the rest are somewhere downstairs playing the piano.&lt;br /&gt;in other words-&lt;br /&gt;we didn't make much progress.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we first slacked,&lt;br /&gt;then ordered pizza,&lt;br /&gt;then ate the pizza,&lt;br /&gt;then um, slacked somemore,&lt;br /&gt;then managed to get some work done...&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thats basically all we did.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;what do you get when you put 4 crazy and lazy girls together?&lt;br /&gt;alot of slacking and one big mess.&lt;br /&gt;alot of input but no output.&lt;br /&gt;unless you count the mess we made with the pizza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i was just searching frantically on the net...&lt;br /&gt;and i finally,&lt;br /&gt;found that gerard butler's new movie, Dear Frankie,&lt;br /&gt;IS ONLY GOING TO BE OUT ON THE THIRD OF APRIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell!???&lt;br /&gt;why so long!!&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;other countries came out in what, 2004!?&lt;br /&gt;how come phantom of the opera can come out so early then Dear Frankie cannot!!!&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;aiya AT LEAST its going to be played in theatres.&lt;br /&gt;better than like, blue crush or bring it on,&lt;br /&gt;never got to the big screen in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i should be happy hor.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;oooh,&lt;br /&gt;peiqi just when home.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i should go soon too.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i today very sian la...&lt;br /&gt;nth to do...&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah, RIGHT nelicia darlin)&lt;br /&gt;*recalls wobbling Mt. Fuji pile of hwk waiting impatiently at home..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better see what those squirts(heh) are up to.&lt;br /&gt;byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110698652605900577?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110698652605900577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110698652605900577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110698652605900577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110698652605900577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/hello-im-at-rachs-house-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110680247866493258</id><published>2005-01-27T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:07:58.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYA!!!&lt;br /&gt;um, in com studs now.&lt;br /&gt;SO DAM SLACK LA!&lt;br /&gt;cos me, twt, rach, chelz, and pq are filming at some ulu bus stop next week.&lt;br /&gt;so now we have absolutely NADA to do.&lt;br /&gt;so we're slacking hahah.&lt;br /&gt;blogging... tagging each other's blogs... answering each other's tag on each other's blogs, answering the answers that each other tagged on each other's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I PUT MY BRACES ON LIAO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*wide grin, showing braces*&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason,&lt;br /&gt;i think i look BETTER with braces leh!&lt;br /&gt;so strange right!&lt;br /&gt;aiya, budden...&lt;br /&gt;the stoopid dentist didn't cut the wire.&lt;br /&gt;so now its poking into my flesh.&lt;br /&gt;both sides at the top jaw.&lt;br /&gt;PAAAAAIIINNNNN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so now there are two tissues in my mouth, stoping the wire from poking.&lt;br /&gt;laters i'm gonna mama and ask her to bring me to dentist to get the wire cut.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but then, will prob have to miss abit of fencing la.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;so sian.&lt;br /&gt;i think after i finish, i prob have no mood to go fencing.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, i go fencing for a while first then go fix up?&lt;br /&gt;hai dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;later than call mama.&lt;br /&gt;hahah, the three ppl around me, chelz, twt, and rach are all like playing neopets.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;*twt lets out shout of joy*&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaayy...&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall go play too!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;she's haha-ing now...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;byebye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110680247866493258?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110680247866493258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110680247866493258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110680247866493258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110680247866493258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/heya-um-in-com-studs-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110648871533570719</id><published>2005-01-23T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T21:58:35.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who's in LURVE.&lt;br /&gt;MOI.&lt;br /&gt;with who?&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;GERARD BUTLER!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;gosh gosh gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from watching &lt;em&gt;the phantom of the opera&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE SECOND TIME.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF IT!!&lt;br /&gt;AND YES&lt;br /&gt;I CRIED.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS at those parts,&lt;br /&gt;1) the part when the phantom cried holding the rose)&lt;br /&gt;2) the last part when christine kisses the phantom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so touching la!&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;i just dun get how christine can choose raoul over the phantom.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;both ways, phantom wins.&lt;br /&gt;brains and looks.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah ok i know i'm being stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i really REALLY wanna send fanmail to gerard butler lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;but, it IS abit strange eh?&lt;br /&gt;charm is right in a way.&lt;br /&gt;probably the stars dun even read them.&lt;br /&gt;but hey,&lt;br /&gt;at least i tried.&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;*pray*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go write after i post this.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;loads of things to say leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously la.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's really great lor.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, his VOICE is good.&lt;br /&gt;like, at least its not those typical opera voices.&lt;br /&gt;its more unique!&lt;br /&gt;and he's SCOTTISH.&lt;br /&gt;so like,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that he can pick up an american accent when he sings AND acts is great.&lt;br /&gt;plus, haha, he's super shuai.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention he studied law?&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm. if i continue i'll be up the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;my point is, he's not just shuai la.&lt;br /&gt;he actually can do loads of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;so that means he can also serve as an IDOL,&lt;br /&gt;which is really great actually.&lt;br /&gt;*looks dreamy*&lt;br /&gt;hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, the typical ramblings of a 14 year old.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i'm not THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110648871533570719?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110648871533570719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110648871533570719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110648871533570719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110648871533570719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/guess-whos-in-lurve.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110597066387590226</id><published>2005-01-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:04:23.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;i just deleted the last two posts.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna erase ytd's comp away from my memory forever.&lt;br /&gt;so ppl please if you see me, dun remind me about what happened.&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just waiting for that one lucky thing to happen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad am i talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;you know, after a series of unlucky and bad events,&lt;br /&gt;one VERY good thing will happen right?&lt;br /&gt;last week wasa really bad week.&lt;br /&gt;bad as in seriously screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;everything that could have gone wrong went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;not just the comp,&lt;br /&gt;ALOT of other stuff which i will not go into detail.&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;you already know about howw i was sick and all...&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bad luck didn't stop today you know!&lt;br /&gt;cos cos&lt;br /&gt;when i went to rach's house to do hwk right,&lt;br /&gt;i stepped on this twig,&lt;br /&gt;which rolled,&lt;br /&gt;and i almost fell over.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;well its ALMOST considered a SWAY thing.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i also forgot to bring my recorder.&lt;br /&gt;SWAY.&lt;br /&gt;wad else?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;aiya carn remember liao.&lt;br /&gt;and now still have the math wk sht, science summary, and cle idol thingy to do.&lt;br /&gt;so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway.&lt;br /&gt;things haven't took a turn for the better.&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still waiting patiently.&lt;br /&gt;*twiddles thumbs*&lt;br /&gt;*checks watch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o gosh,&lt;br /&gt;what if things DUN get better!?&lt;br /&gt;what if what if&lt;br /&gt;they continue being as bad as they can go!!!???&lt;br /&gt;HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;dun think about this liao la.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;i shall tell you about my day.&lt;br /&gt;um, dance was fun as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i like the music and dance teachers.&lt;br /&gt;209 got REALLY nice teachers.&lt;br /&gt;especially the music one.&lt;br /&gt;i mean for once,&lt;br /&gt;we get a music teacher who can play the piano freakinly well AS WELL AS sing.&lt;br /&gt;good.&lt;br /&gt;and we got ms amy for dance last yr too so no big diff la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm wad else happened.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;went to rach's house after school to do hwk together.&lt;br /&gt;yep it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;we finished loads of hwk&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;at least I finished loads of hwk.&lt;br /&gt;rach slacked alot hahah.&lt;br /&gt;but still go so much!&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;better go do now.&lt;br /&gt;wad to write for cle ah?&lt;br /&gt;like, who's my idol?&lt;br /&gt;HMMMM&lt;br /&gt;peter jackson?&lt;br /&gt;mark hewlett?&lt;br /&gt;o i know&lt;br /&gt;SUSAN B. ANTHONY, FIGHTER OF WOMAN'S RIGHTS.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;seriously apart from pj, i carn rly think of anyone else i idolize.&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;lemme think.&lt;br /&gt;*frowns*&lt;br /&gt;OH&lt;br /&gt;I REMEMBER!!&lt;br /&gt;M. NIGHT SHAYMALAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;( i THINK thats how you spell his name, not sure though :s)&lt;br /&gt;yea him,&lt;br /&gt;cos i like his style of movies&lt;br /&gt;and that the fact that he's indian and yet can make it so big globally.&lt;br /&gt;me wanna be just like him!&lt;br /&gt;except that i'm chinese...&lt;br /&gt;but its basically the same concept la.&lt;br /&gt;o ok.&lt;br /&gt;i SHALL write about M. Night Shymalan.&lt;br /&gt;better start soon.&lt;br /&gt;gotta do bloody science too!&lt;br /&gt;gosh&lt;br /&gt;a summary?&lt;br /&gt;i dun even get wad its about lor.&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;i should just go ask for extension tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i got reason for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;ok i'd better go do my hwk now.&lt;br /&gt;see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110597066387590226?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110597066387590226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110597066387590226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110597066387590226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110597066387590226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/ooh-guess-wad-i-just-deleted-last-two.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110528288848856750</id><published>2005-01-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T18:28:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN A JOLLY GOOD MOOD NOW.&lt;br /&gt;but before i get to the reason why, i have to update on one important thing which i forgot to say in my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;I WATCHED THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA AND IT ROCKS LIKE SHIT SO DUN LISTEN TO THE DAM CRITICS AND GO WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;the set and songs and cast are really pretty good...&lt;br /&gt;and the storyline is nice...&lt;br /&gt;but the movie is shot in a way that is exactly like the musical, which is probably the cause of its low ratings.&lt;br /&gt;BUT O GOSH&lt;br /&gt;GERARD BUTLER(the phantom) IS SO DAM SHUAI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like, gosh even MUM thought he was shuai!&lt;br /&gt;HOW SHUAI IS THAT!??&lt;br /&gt;i am SO gonna write to him to ask for a signed photo.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw him as the phantom,&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking,&lt;br /&gt;gosh,&lt;br /&gt;how can this guy be the phantom?!&lt;br /&gt;he's too SHUAI to act as someone ugly!!&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the movie is nice la,&lt;br /&gt;i cried!&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, then i went home and started looking for my lost phantom of the opera book.&lt;br /&gt;(*note, this event happened on the sunday before school reopened, which is one week from today)&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;the book.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;see, my uncle got it for my mum about 10 years ago,&lt;br /&gt;when they watched the musical.&lt;br /&gt;and i remember reading it when i was so dam young,&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to find it and read again!&lt;br /&gt;but o gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i only found it YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;took me a whole 6 days to find that book!&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway.&lt;br /&gt;back to present events.&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;O YES&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from hair salon.&lt;br /&gt;yep&lt;br /&gt;i did the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;i rebonded my hair!&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;the rebonding part was cos mum thought it would look neater.&lt;br /&gt;then haha&lt;br /&gt;i wanted a style that was cool la.&lt;br /&gt;so, i cut...&lt;br /&gt;JAP STYLE!!&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;its two layers,&lt;br /&gt;with about 4 inches between each layer.&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;i know rebonding looks abit fake la...&lt;br /&gt;but i made up for it with my hairstyle! haha&lt;br /&gt;i like it lor!&lt;br /&gt;cos like, well,&lt;br /&gt;compared to the immense amout of layering in sg right&lt;br /&gt;its more different la.&lt;br /&gt;but according to someone its common too...&lt;br /&gt;but i never see anyone in jap style before lor!&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;except on tv la.&lt;br /&gt;hai&lt;br /&gt;but cannot wash hair for three days!!&lt;br /&gt;wth!!&lt;br /&gt;so that means i carn sweat lor.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm so dead la.&lt;br /&gt;and tie-ing up my hair is one big problem.&lt;br /&gt;cos then the top layer is always dropping out&lt;br /&gt;and i have to put two pins.&lt;br /&gt;actually can tie my normal style one.&lt;br /&gt;just that,&lt;br /&gt;i carn, because it'll cause a mark or sth.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;so u have to tie a dam low and loose ponytail,&lt;br /&gt;prob until the end of jan.&lt;br /&gt;i can live with that la.&lt;br /&gt;cos its not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;lucky got no training on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;or i die liao&lt;br /&gt;seriously die.&lt;br /&gt;sweat until hair become so dam stinko.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i'm dam sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why also.&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep liao.&lt;br /&gt;byee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110528288848856750?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110528288848856750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110528288848856750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110528288848856750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110528288848856750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi-im-in-jolly-good-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110484326900143169</id><published>2005-01-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T20:54:29.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hullo.&lt;br /&gt;nellie is baaccck.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;carn believe school actually started.&lt;br /&gt;second day liao.&lt;br /&gt;not exactly going well la.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaai.&lt;br /&gt;ytd was FUN cos me and rach went home together and had lunch together too!&lt;br /&gt;we live dam close to each other now WAHA.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;was a KILLER.&lt;br /&gt;like, we met the teachers la.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better not mention names in case people got see.&lt;br /&gt;shall just mention the teachers i PERSONALLY like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science- julie quah.&lt;br /&gt;ok i like mrs quah cos she's kinda nice la. and she's the fencing teacher!! haha. but she probably knows her stuff alot better than SOMEONE from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math- mrs choo.&lt;br /&gt;mrs choo quite cute la! haha, today she said she forgot her locker number! so cute right! she used to teach sec 4s la so her teaching should be OK i guess... o, and she's beenteaching since 1961! cool! haha, but she dun look so old lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english- low wai-lin&lt;br /&gt;o gosh, her name is like almost the same as mine!!!??? low wai lin, low wai linG.&lt;br /&gt;but she's nice la, with the exception that she forgot to give us our timetable, i think she's quite nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, thats about all the good teachers la. the rest, aiya, ok la, but i dun like them as much as the others la.&lt;br /&gt;shall not mention names here.&lt;br /&gt;heard that the teachers have been checking blogs so i'd better not write anything bad here, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa, second day already got hwk liao leh.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;i finish the science worksheet liao... going to start on the essay soon...&lt;br /&gt;still thinking about wad to bring for georg tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm really looking forward to thursday!&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE!!&lt;br /&gt;i love lit.&lt;br /&gt;secondly,&lt;br /&gt;FENCING!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss fencing alot lor...&lt;br /&gt;and novices starting soon!!&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heehee&lt;br /&gt;i carn wait!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;remember i said i lost weight until 49 kg?&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;now i gain!!!&lt;br /&gt;i gained 1kg!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOW HOW HOW!!!????&lt;br /&gt;haha o man that sounds so dam bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;HOWWWWW???&lt;br /&gt;hai,&lt;br /&gt;rachel and peiqi la&lt;br /&gt;force me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;now i gain liao&lt;br /&gt;happy??&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,&lt;br /&gt;i'm only 1 kg away from my ideal weight (:&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;can la.&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110484326900143169?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110484326900143169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110484326900143169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110484326900143169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110484326900143169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2005/01/hullo.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110425254912895213</id><published>2004-12-28T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T00:49:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!!&lt;br /&gt;me is back.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;bored la.&lt;br /&gt;nth to blog about somemore.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know bout my christmas?&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up for starters.&lt;br /&gt;then went to my cousins' house for housewarming cum christmas.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun actually.&lt;br /&gt;but i stayed for like, more than 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;was so TIRED after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun mostly cos of my role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;when i was young,&lt;br /&gt;i was the kid,&lt;br /&gt;and had big jiejies to play with me.&lt;br /&gt;and now I'M the big jie jie.&lt;br /&gt;the so-called understanding, funny, caring one.&lt;br /&gt;WELL.&lt;br /&gt;actually its like,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not exactly like that in real life haha.&lt;br /&gt;(i'm dam HUMBLE right? waha.)&lt;br /&gt;but like&lt;br /&gt;with those kids its different lor.&lt;br /&gt;its like, they look up to you.&lt;br /&gt;and its so cool la.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 kids la.&lt;br /&gt;ages 6, 7, and 8.&lt;br /&gt;and another 10 year old one who is my close cousin la.&lt;br /&gt;so not counted.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then the younger three kids were playing twister.&lt;br /&gt;TWISTER.&lt;br /&gt;o gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i spun the wheel and called out the colours.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;like i was gonna play that game.&lt;br /&gt;no WAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;lets face it- i'll probably take up most of the tiny mat they were using haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then i watched them play and like&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;the guy was "impressing" the girls la.&lt;br /&gt;btw the guy is 6 andthe other girls are all older than him.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then he was soooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;like, you know,&lt;br /&gt;acting nan2 zi3 han4.&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR the girls had a serious crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway they like,&lt;br /&gt;wanted me to play lor.&lt;br /&gt;cos apparently it was unfair that they had to and i couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;so i said i was the lao3 xiong1 haha&lt;br /&gt;and that i could do anything ( of cos in a joking tone la)&lt;br /&gt;haha then they laughed like shit, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;o man, the boy right,&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't get his left and right correct!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;then when he played with the girl they got so dam knotted up,&lt;br /&gt;that they looked like they were um,&lt;br /&gt;doing other activities.&lt;br /&gt;yes, u know what i'm talkin about.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got sick of spinning the wheel,&lt;br /&gt;so i taught them how to play "heart attack" with their hands.&lt;br /&gt;haha then one hour passed just playing that.&lt;br /&gt;i always got to win and hit their hands for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;and its like,&lt;br /&gt;every single lame joke i make they laugh lor.&lt;br /&gt;act stupid also they laugh.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;like, if i played that with my group of friends right,&lt;br /&gt;i'll get a straight "LAME" in the face hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then after that i had to take care of my CUTECUTE cousin who-is-destined-to-become-very-shuai-when-he-grows-up-i-swear.&lt;br /&gt;haha he's only like one and he's TINY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and like, o man,&lt;br /&gt;u see this TINY little figure walking about...&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos my other CUTECUTE cousin walked only when she was quite big,&lt;br /&gt;so i found my that cousin DAM CUTE LOR!!&lt;br /&gt;he's name is benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then like, o man...&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;and i think he LIKES me!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and i kept singing that song that isa always sings...&lt;br /&gt;that "shuai ge kan guo lai" song&lt;br /&gt;to him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so cute man!!!&lt;br /&gt;but o man,&lt;br /&gt;i took care of him for one hour,&lt;br /&gt;then got abit sick la.&lt;br /&gt;which only encourages me NEVER EVER to have a baby OR to get married when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;come on man,&lt;br /&gt;i got abit tired of a super-de-duper CUTE baby in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;if i have to live with a child ALL MY LIFE,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll abandon the baby lor.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm happy that i took the right road WAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;to remain single all my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;woooohoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha dun you think i'm mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know what i did today?&lt;br /&gt;WELL.&lt;br /&gt;i got mum kinda pissed.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;cos i watched my BELOVED LOTR EXTENDED DVD!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;you know i waited for one dam year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't stand it anymore!!!&lt;br /&gt;and o gosh i SWEAR the features are AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;the extended version ROCKS lor.&lt;br /&gt;they have more scenes,&lt;br /&gt;like the faramir/eowyn scene.&lt;br /&gt;no, dun have disgusting scenes la.&lt;br /&gt;not THAT sort of scenes.&lt;br /&gt;just show how they meet la.&lt;br /&gt;and i think its SWEEEET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i read that in the book so i knew about that la...&lt;br /&gt;i htink faramir/david wenham is SHUAI!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;serious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then, not stopping,&lt;br /&gt;i watched the appendixes.&lt;br /&gt;its like,&lt;br /&gt;the making and everything la.&lt;br /&gt;O GOSH&lt;br /&gt;i started at like 8-9 in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and i finished at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even wanna COUNT how many hours that is.&lt;br /&gt;so dun tell me.&lt;br /&gt;towards the end my eyes were ACHING,&lt;br /&gt;and like,&lt;br /&gt;i had a splitting head ache lor.&lt;br /&gt;then if i moved like,&lt;br /&gt;a bit,&lt;br /&gt;then i could see stars.&lt;br /&gt;haha yes THAT bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;then i rested, slept a bit,&lt;br /&gt;then continued watching my weekly tuesday night shows.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;once a tv-addict,&lt;br /&gt;always a tv-addict.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to do the chi scrapbook thingy.&lt;br /&gt;and i finished the introduction!!!&lt;br /&gt;which is ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;cos the rest is like,&lt;br /&gt;mostly explaining the movements and everything about sabre la...&lt;br /&gt;loads of pics,&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;ri dun kill me.&lt;br /&gt;i was tryin to fill in pages la.&lt;br /&gt;and haha,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to include the,&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;the time we had the tiny comp la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;i said they looked TALL AND MENACING.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;which is like,&lt;br /&gt;SO not true.&lt;br /&gt;so SO not true.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but you see,&lt;br /&gt;it fits in chinese la.&lt;br /&gt;gao1 da4 wei1 meng3.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;nvm la.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just crappin through.&lt;br /&gt;there's more photos than words i think.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;oooooh, i like the layout i created.&lt;br /&gt;i took,&lt;br /&gt;you know that little sabre guy?&lt;br /&gt;i made it the background and changed it to black and white washout i think.&lt;br /&gt;so i type words over it la&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;cool?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to make the shape of the book into a fencer...&lt;br /&gt;but they say must be A4...&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i nth to blog about liao.&lt;br /&gt;very bored now.&lt;br /&gt;so siaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;so err,&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110425254912895213?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110425254912895213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110425254912895213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110425254912895213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110425254912895213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey-me-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110379666308275754</id><published>2004-12-23T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T18:11:03.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeyy!!&lt;br /&gt;my face HURTS.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;oooooh.&lt;br /&gt;because i just came back this face treatment thing.&lt;br /&gt;apparently,&lt;br /&gt;according to the doctor,&lt;br /&gt;its just "a LITTTLLLEEE pain"&lt;br /&gt;so i thought:&lt;br /&gt;"ah well, just a little pain, wun die la."&lt;br /&gt;i was SO wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is actually an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;u know wad the doctor did!!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after she cleaned my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST,&lt;br /&gt;she INJECTS a NEEDLE into a pimple.&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;ur eyes are not deceiving you.&lt;br /&gt;she INJECTS A NEEDLE.&lt;br /&gt;it was FREAKIN pain,&lt;br /&gt;or at least,&lt;br /&gt;thats what i thought AT FIRST...&lt;br /&gt;because the worse was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...&lt;br /&gt;she ...&lt;br /&gt;PRESSES...&lt;br /&gt;SQUUEZES...&lt;br /&gt;and PINCHES&lt;br /&gt;the pimple.&lt;br /&gt;and its not like how we usually do it.&lt;br /&gt;the way she did...&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;SO PAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;picture this:&lt;br /&gt;someone pinches u.&lt;br /&gt;well, its about 10 times more painful than that.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;you dun believe you go see her la.&lt;br /&gt;DUN SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU HOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;i was like DYING in there.&lt;br /&gt;its meant to be the treatment room...&lt;br /&gt;after coming out,&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a torture chamber...&lt;br /&gt;you just imagine,&lt;br /&gt;someone injecting you about 100 times,&lt;br /&gt;following that,&lt;br /&gt;something much MUCH worse,&lt;br /&gt;the person SWEEZES, PRESSES, PINCHES the wound.&lt;br /&gt;o gosh.&lt;br /&gt;the worse is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVE TO GO BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:"(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna die la...&lt;br /&gt;so PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;and the recovering period is three days...&lt;br /&gt;and the rules?&lt;br /&gt;NO SWIMMING.&lt;br /&gt;NO SCRUBBING.&lt;br /&gt;NO PINCHING(like i would want anymore of that).&lt;br /&gt;MUST WASH AT LEAST FOUR TIMES A DAY.&lt;br /&gt;MUST APPLY CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;i dun fancy swimming.&lt;br /&gt;and ah well,&lt;br /&gt;the applying cream and washing may be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;i'm,&lt;br /&gt;um,&lt;br /&gt;whats the word...&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;LAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;enough about the treatment torture.&lt;br /&gt;(HEY!! TREATMENT TORTURE!! GEDDIT??? GEDDIT??? -_-")&lt;br /&gt;today was an OK day for me i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i had chaitaogui and charkuaytiao for lunch!!!&lt;br /&gt;YUM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats the two food i missed most when i was in korea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea,&lt;br /&gt;i did something awfully stupid,&lt;br /&gt;even under my own low standard,&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see,&lt;br /&gt;remember that irritating chinese jiantiebu we have to do for holidays?&lt;br /&gt;yes. THAT one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing on fencing la...&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;i needed to take photos for me and jas fencing.&lt;br /&gt;so i brought my draft to z fencing.&lt;br /&gt;and i put it in my fencing bag.&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot i put it in my fencing bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today...&lt;br /&gt;i was looking&lt;br /&gt;high low,&lt;br /&gt;near far,&lt;br /&gt;for that fateful piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;AND I COULDN'T FIND IT.&lt;br /&gt;spent about an hour searching.&lt;br /&gt;tore my cupboard open.&lt;br /&gt;flipped through files.&lt;br /&gt;and was about to give up...&lt;br /&gt;when i finally remembered where it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i dun feel like doing anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway...&lt;br /&gt;byebye!!&lt;br /&gt;shall go to jelita to get my photos developed now...&lt;br /&gt;you can go see it on jazzy's blog if you want.&lt;br /&gt;i look terribly like i was doing ballet when i did the flunge.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110379666308275754?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110379666308275754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110379666308275754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110379666308275754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110379666308275754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/12/heeyy-my-face-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110371412637033852</id><published>2004-12-22T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:22:13.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'MM BBBAAAACCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;DID U GUYS MISS MEEEEEE!!!???&lt;br /&gt;OF COURSE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;so ego.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;lemme keep ya updated...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm now where was i....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fifth day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k... lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;ah, that day, we went to the city of seoul.&lt;br /&gt;duh-duh-duh-DUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah wasn't all that good.&lt;br /&gt;o man.&lt;br /&gt;the TRAFFIC.&lt;br /&gt;i could DIE i SWEAR.&lt;br /&gt;the cars dun MOVE.&lt;br /&gt;i thought orchard road was bad...&lt;br /&gt;korea traffic...&lt;br /&gt;O GOD.&lt;br /&gt;its at least 10 times slower than singapore.&lt;br /&gt;serious!&lt;br /&gt;even if its NEAR...&lt;br /&gt;it can take a DAM long time...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;we reached our apartment...&lt;br /&gt;o,&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed in an apartment,&lt;br /&gt;which was cheaper and better than a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;the apartment was NICE maaann...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then we checked in,&lt;br /&gt;i lay on the bed feeling car sick...&lt;br /&gt;(the journey took about 2 hours from the mountain area to the city)&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to explore!&lt;br /&gt;woooooot.&lt;br /&gt;nice!&lt;br /&gt;it was connected to a mall!&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;after we walked for a while...&lt;br /&gt;we decided to go to this place,&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda like orchard road...&lt;br /&gt;called itae-wan.&lt;br /&gt;the journey took...hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;40 minutes plus i think..&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO NICE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;woooot.&lt;br /&gt;i bought my shades there!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;wanted to get white,&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm so dark...&lt;br /&gt;then dad said it looked like glasses...&lt;br /&gt;so i took the brown-orange one...&lt;br /&gt;NICE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;but the screw keeps coming lose...&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then we went back.&lt;br /&gt;ate.&lt;br /&gt;me and mummy went for manicure!&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sixth day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;today we went to LOTTE WORLD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;YYYEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we spent the ENTIRE day there.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS!!&lt;br /&gt;there're two diff parks,&lt;br /&gt;one outdoors,&lt;br /&gt;one indoors...&lt;br /&gt;we went the indoor one first...&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;lemme give ya a low down on the rides i took...&lt;br /&gt;1) first, for warm ups, went to take the pirate ship ride with dad and nick...&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;dad took the video of the whole thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;u should see my brother,&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;his face...&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;i was like a mad woman...&lt;br /&gt;screaming and whooping..&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i carn believe dad managed to tape it down lor!!&lt;br /&gt;he sat opposite and took...&lt;br /&gt;mad right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) hmm, next, i think we took the sinbad ride...&lt;br /&gt;ah that was kinda boring...&lt;br /&gt;no thirll...&lt;br /&gt;the deco was good though...&lt;br /&gt;me and mum just took it cos dad and bro went to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) OOOOOOOH.&lt;br /&gt;o man, for this ride,&lt;br /&gt;I HAD TO TAKE IT MYSELF!!&lt;br /&gt;*wails&lt;br /&gt;ALLL BYYYY MMMYYSEEEELLLLFFFF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DUN WANNA BEEEE&lt;br /&gt;ALLLLL BYYY MMYYYSSSEEELLFFFF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYYYYMMOOOOORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;um.&lt;br /&gt;the ride, yes.&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;its called the giant loop.&lt;br /&gt;guess WHY.&lt;br /&gt;its just like,&lt;br /&gt;one big loop,&lt;br /&gt;and the roller coaster just goes round and round and round... sometimes sideways... yea u get me...&lt;br /&gt;it was FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not scared of these rides turning u upside down...&lt;br /&gt;I'M SCARED OF THE DROPPING ONES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)THE DROPPING RIDE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;its called...&lt;br /&gt;bungee jump.&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;so scary!!!&lt;br /&gt;they bring u up-up-up...&lt;br /&gt;then WHOOOSH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;DROP.&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;this is the sorta thing i HATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;to me,&lt;br /&gt;cos i would like to go bungee jumping,&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind jumping FREELY...&lt;br /&gt;but sitting in a CHAIR!????&lt;br /&gt;cos like,&lt;br /&gt;if u do REAL bungee jumping,&lt;br /&gt;they hook u to a rope...&lt;br /&gt;so u get the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;but u know,&lt;br /&gt;u sit in a chair a DROP!???&lt;br /&gt;NOT MY TYPE OF BUNGEE JUMP.&lt;br /&gt;but dad say i chicken out.&lt;br /&gt;so i proved him wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and went for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;O GOD.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;actually it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;in fact,&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't bad at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;the view was great!!&lt;br /&gt;so strange... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that we had lunch, went for the monorail( this ride that showed u the whole theme park) then me and dad headed down to the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) FRENCH REVOLUTION.&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOSSSHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;the ride was seriously FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;queuing up was a KILLER.&lt;br /&gt;me and dad must have queued for about an hour!?&lt;br /&gt;o man.&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST MUST MUST SEE THE PHOTO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos, u know,&lt;br /&gt;these sorta rides,&lt;br /&gt;they sell the photos sometimes right?&lt;br /&gt;WELL....&lt;br /&gt;MINE WAS CLASSIC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i looked so FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;it looked more like i was in a torture chamber or something!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;cos it was like,&lt;br /&gt;taken after the roller coaster went in a loop...&lt;br /&gt;then when we were coming down...&lt;br /&gt;CLICK CLICK CLICK!!&lt;br /&gt;SO FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i shall upload the picture...&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;u wun BELIEVE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) well, apparently, mum and bro queued up for any random ride...&lt;br /&gt;and they happened to queue for this boat ride...&lt;br /&gt;dunno the name...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;my bro is freakin scared of these boat rides...&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;they go WHOOOSH...&lt;br /&gt;u get WET...&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;they queued up,&lt;br /&gt;reached the front,&lt;br /&gt;then mum asked wad ride was it...&lt;br /&gt;the woman said&lt;br /&gt;"boat ride",&lt;br /&gt;my bro heard,&lt;br /&gt;my bro shrieked and started having a fit...&lt;br /&gt;so they queued up for the hot air balloon ride.&lt;br /&gt;HAI..&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;so when me and dad finished the french revolution...&lt;br /&gt;mum and nick were almost reaching the front of the queue for the balloon ride...&lt;br /&gt;so we joined them (:&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;but it gave us a good view so it was OK i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) anyway, after THAT, we went outside...&lt;br /&gt;O MAN.&lt;br /&gt;the rides were all FREAKY.&lt;br /&gt;there was this GYRO DROP.&lt;br /&gt;GAWD.&lt;br /&gt;it twists u round round round...&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;WHOOSH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was even HIGHER than the bungee jump!!&lt;br /&gt;u had to CRANE UR NECK to see the top!!&lt;br /&gt;thankfully,&lt;br /&gt;i did NOT sit that.&lt;br /&gt;as i said,&lt;br /&gt;i would like bungee jumping,&lt;br /&gt;but not this sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;its different.&lt;br /&gt;VERY different.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF I FLY OFF MY SEAT!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm fretting.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;i was just freaked out by it.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;i like taking thrilling rides,&lt;br /&gt;but not THAT thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;i'll DIE i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i remember there was another gyro thingy...&lt;br /&gt;carn remember the name,&lt;br /&gt;which turned u in circles while raising u up...&lt;br /&gt;kinda like,&lt;br /&gt;flinging u everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take that...&lt;br /&gt;but the queue.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i almost fainted.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;in the end i took the wave ride.&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;the one that kinda turns u everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;kinda boring...&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;o well,&lt;br /&gt;then after that i took the swing ride with bro,&lt;br /&gt;which,&lt;br /&gt;needless to say,&lt;br /&gt;was boring,&lt;br /&gt;but it was getting late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;then we all went back in,&lt;br /&gt;cos it was late and the temperature was dropping beyond our imagination.&lt;br /&gt;and we went SHOPPING!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i should've bought more things there...&lt;br /&gt;didn't know it was the cheapest compared to other places!!&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway...&lt;br /&gt;then we went home,&lt;br /&gt;had jap food...&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;seventh day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day,&lt;br /&gt;dad's business friend took us around...&lt;br /&gt;he's korean u see...&lt;br /&gt;and he looks NOT SHUAI.&lt;br /&gt;and he's SHY.&lt;br /&gt;and he's BORING.&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;at least he's nice enough to bring us around.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;he'll get fired if he was a tour guide...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;he took us to the palace...&lt;br /&gt;err,&lt;br /&gt;OK la...&lt;br /&gt;but i dun take much of an interest in history...&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch...&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;we went to isa-dong...&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;so much stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;me and mum bought loads of things!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;daddy almost cried...&lt;br /&gt;and THEN,&lt;br /&gt;we went to NAN-DAE MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;OOOH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;one of the shops i went to...&lt;br /&gt;there was this korean guy,&lt;br /&gt;selling hair accessories la.&lt;br /&gt;then me and mum went in,&lt;br /&gt;and mum wanted to buy some stuff back to sg...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then that guy right,&lt;br /&gt;DAM NICE.&lt;br /&gt;DAM SHUAI.&lt;br /&gt;DAM FUNNY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to tell us ALOT of things,&lt;br /&gt;so he started jabbering away in half korean half english.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA,&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;then dad's friend stepped in and explained...&lt;br /&gt;apparently,&lt;br /&gt;he's coming to singapore in jan!!&lt;br /&gt;and he wants to know wad to eat,&lt;br /&gt;where to shop,&lt;br /&gt;where to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so i told him,&lt;br /&gt;so newton circus,&lt;br /&gt;eat chaitaokuei!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;that guy gave us a discount on the things la,&lt;br /&gt;but it was still ex,&lt;br /&gt;so mum said,&lt;br /&gt;u gimme some more discount,&lt;br /&gt;or i'll tell u to eat at all the ex hotels,&lt;br /&gt;and make u go broke!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;but in a joking way la...&lt;br /&gt;so he gave us to discount we wanted anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;but nam-dae-man was a disapointment.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;after all i've heard...&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda ex,&lt;br /&gt;and the stuff there not very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the apartment,&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner with this korean guy,&lt;br /&gt;who's this business partner of dad's.&lt;br /&gt;he's seriously NICE.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;he talks alot,&lt;br /&gt;smiles alot,&lt;br /&gt;and is very funny!!&lt;br /&gt;oooh,&lt;br /&gt;and he gave me and my bro presents!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;thats not why i like him, haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the dinner was SO NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was french food.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!!!&lt;br /&gt;i ate so much...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't eat breakfast the next day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;eighth day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's friend came again...&lt;br /&gt;and we were OFF!!&lt;br /&gt;this time,&lt;br /&gt;we went to dong-dae-man.&lt;br /&gt;AND IT WAS CLOSED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so sui right!??&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;two of the three buildings were closed...&lt;br /&gt;so we only shopped in one...&lt;br /&gt;not bad la.&lt;br /&gt;i bought two shirts,&lt;br /&gt;and one army pants!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;THE SHIRTS DAM NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;one is black wif holes in the sleeves,&lt;br /&gt;and one has a hood!!&lt;br /&gt;AAHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i LURVE shirts with hoods!!&lt;br /&gt;i simply LURRRVVVEEE them...&lt;br /&gt;and singapore has so little!!!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;the army pants RAWKED.&lt;br /&gt;however,&lt;br /&gt;i sprained my ankle while buying them!!&lt;br /&gt;u see,&lt;br /&gt;they dun have a proper changing room...&lt;br /&gt;so i had to try them on,&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind a table!!&lt;br /&gt;i took off my shoes,&lt;br /&gt;tried the pants on,&lt;br /&gt;then i took them off,&lt;br /&gt;wore my right shoe properly,&lt;br /&gt;but wore my left shoe half way,&lt;br /&gt;and was jumping down from the table,&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;because of the shoe,&lt;br /&gt;which was kinda heavy and high,&lt;br /&gt;i landed on my left side,&lt;br /&gt;and my ankle just went BAM.&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;the PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;it was so freakin pain,&lt;br /&gt;i could see stars!&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;my vision was abit blurred,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw like,&lt;br /&gt;purple stars EVERYWHERE!!&lt;br /&gt;then dad's fren went to get some pain killer spray thingy which helped abit,&lt;br /&gt;and mum helped me rub.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't even get up!&lt;br /&gt;so paaaiiiinnn...&lt;br /&gt;somemore it happened during the first few moments of the shopping trip!!&lt;br /&gt;so sui right?&lt;br /&gt;HAI...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of the day...&lt;br /&gt;i limped while i shopped.&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt ok!&lt;br /&gt;hai anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then after a day of shopping,&lt;br /&gt;went back to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;after which,&lt;br /&gt;dad helped me to rub my leg...&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think the whole apartment must have shook when i yelled.&lt;br /&gt;he ah... wa lou...&lt;br /&gt;rub so dam hard lor...&lt;br /&gt;i carn ta han!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ninth day in korea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooooot!!!&lt;br /&gt;thats yesterday!!!&lt;br /&gt;my LAST day!!&lt;br /&gt;guess wad me and mum did?&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my ankle was better by that day,&lt;br /&gt;so i could really walk and shop like siao!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;dad and bro had to go to dad's office for some meeting,&lt;br /&gt;so dad couldn't watch over me and mum.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;so that meant,&lt;br /&gt;me and mum could shop shop shop till we dropped dropped dropped.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;so anyway,&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;we went to isa-dong again,&lt;br /&gt;cos i wanted to get the lovely beaded hp accessories from there...&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;the trip there was TERRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;ONE WHOLE HOUR IN THE BLOODY TAXI!!!&lt;br /&gt;wa lou...&lt;br /&gt;and trust me you do NOT wanna know how much the fare was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;after shopping in isa-dong,&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;had lunch,&lt;br /&gt;and continued shopping at the coex mall.&lt;br /&gt;after the coex mall,&lt;br /&gt;we went to the hyundai departmental store and bought some shirts for my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;and and&lt;br /&gt;towards the end of our shopping trip,&lt;br /&gt;when we were about to head home,&lt;br /&gt;i felt thirsty so me and mum wet to get strawberry juice from the juice stall.&lt;br /&gt;o man i tell u the strawberry juice in korea RAWKS.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;the point is,&lt;br /&gt;there were two ppl selling the juices,&lt;br /&gt;one girl,&lt;br /&gt;one guy.&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;the guy is DAM SHUAI!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;O MAN.&lt;br /&gt;HE LOOKED THE SPLITTING IMAGE OF JAY CHOU!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;looking at the different types of juices,&lt;br /&gt;then i saw that guy,&lt;br /&gt;then i started staring at him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;no serious!!&lt;br /&gt;he looks EXACTLY like jay chou!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;you know jay chou got that sorta dao look right?&lt;br /&gt;THAT GUY ALSO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then me and mum headed back to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;with me asking mum if i could go back to get another juice (:p)&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;but mum refused anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the stall waiting for the juice,&lt;br /&gt;(speaking in chinese)&lt;br /&gt;me: MUM!! o gawd, that guy looks like jay chou!!!!&lt;br /&gt;mum: who's jay chou?&lt;br /&gt;me: *rolls eyes* YOU KNOW THAT TAIWANESE GUY WHO IS DAM POPULAR??!!!&lt;br /&gt;mum: no.&lt;br /&gt;me: forget it. but he's shuai right!!!??&lt;br /&gt;mum: where got shuai??&lt;br /&gt;me: *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my mum so suaku.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;we reached the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;(dad's eyes almost popped outta his head when he saw all our bags),&lt;br /&gt;then the whole family except me went to dinner cos i ws feeling full.&lt;br /&gt;so i got to use the bathtub!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heehee...&lt;br /&gt;the bath tub's HUGE...&lt;br /&gt;i filled it up with super hot water and bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i LURVE bathtubs!&lt;br /&gt;to be able to bathe in one everyday would be HEAVEN for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;departing day (today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up SUPER early.&lt;br /&gt;like, 4 something singapore time...&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;reached the airport...&lt;br /&gt;checked in...&lt;br /&gt;bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;ooooooh,&lt;br /&gt;i like the airplane alot.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i got to watch shark tale,&lt;br /&gt;princess diaries 2,&lt;br /&gt;and i got to listen to the whole of jay chou's cd!!!&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna buy his cd liao!!&lt;br /&gt;his songs like,&lt;br /&gt;all so nice lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;siiighhh...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;i reached sg safe and sound,&lt;br /&gt;and on the taxi home,&lt;br /&gt;requested for my darling chaitaokuei.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i was using the comp for so long that i missed lunch and therefore couldn't get my chaitaokuei.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;but nvm,&lt;br /&gt;i had charkuaytiao for dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea,&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl wanna email me or something right,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DUN.&lt;br /&gt;cos i dunno why,&lt;br /&gt;but my stupid comp carn see my emails!!!&lt;br /&gt;so stupid right???&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;i click on the "3 new messages" button&lt;br /&gt;and it brings me to a blank page.&lt;br /&gt;then i try going from hotmail.com,&lt;br /&gt;and it also brings me to a blank page.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna read my mail!!!&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai, i very tired liao.&lt;br /&gt;been typing for so dam long.&lt;br /&gt;this post is probably my longest YET.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway...&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;or, as the koreans go,&lt;br /&gt;AN-YUNG HAI SA-YO!!!&lt;br /&gt;(something like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110371412637033852?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110371412637033852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>PPL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M IN KOREA NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;using the internet room...&lt;br /&gt;3000 wan an hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;they're MAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, first things first.&lt;br /&gt;the snow SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;the moutain is like a HILL.&lt;br /&gt;only ONE PATHETIC red slope is open for skiing.&lt;br /&gt;the rest all green.&lt;br /&gt;in other words.&lt;br /&gt;i will never come to korea for skiing again&lt;br /&gt;unless there's special circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;u know,&lt;br /&gt;i got BORED on the FIRST day of skiing.&lt;br /&gt;i dreaded going for the second day.&lt;br /&gt;and the third day,&lt;br /&gt;TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;the snow was like ice cubes.&lt;br /&gt;not only me,&lt;br /&gt;but mum,&lt;br /&gt;didn't wanna ski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;i didn't fall at all u know!!&lt;br /&gt;dam proud of myself!!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;unless u count the one time&lt;br /&gt;when this SNOWBOARDER banged into me.&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh&lt;br /&gt;even my SKIS flew off&lt;br /&gt;have u tried putting on ur skis on a hill?&lt;br /&gt;don't.&lt;br /&gt;it took me 1/2 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;even mum and dad caught up wif me!!&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine?&lt;br /&gt;MUM AND DAD CAUGHT UP WIF ME!&lt;br /&gt;not tt i'm fast,&lt;br /&gt;its that,&lt;br /&gt;they're SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;compared to the majority.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm bragging or something...&lt;br /&gt;HAI.&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;u will know when u see them snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o,&lt;br /&gt;and i tell u,&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT learn snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;learn SKIING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;cos right,&lt;br /&gt;all the snowboarders DAM PAI KIA.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;there was once,&lt;br /&gt;i went into the gondola wif 3 snowboarders.&lt;br /&gt;GOD.&lt;br /&gt;they SMOKED in the gondola.&lt;br /&gt;i was like,&lt;br /&gt;using my gloves as an oxygen tank.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;i was breathing into my gloves!&lt;br /&gt;then i think they saw... haha&lt;br /&gt;then the woman right,&lt;br /&gt;she looked at me,&lt;br /&gt;so i looked back at her.&lt;br /&gt;HUH!&lt;br /&gt;kan4 shen3 me4 kan4!&lt;br /&gt;and luckily she looked away after tt.&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't fancy them all ganging up on me.&lt;br /&gt;they were all,&lt;br /&gt;err,&lt;br /&gt;kinda BIG.&lt;br /&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i lived to tell the tale.&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing is,&lt;br /&gt;after i made tt round,&lt;br /&gt;i met them AGAIN on the GONDOLA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;o GOD.&lt;br /&gt;i think they recongnised me too.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was like, right behind them,&lt;br /&gt;then i saw them,&lt;br /&gt;and quickly took the next gondola.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;carn blame me OK...&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;somemore they say cannot smoke in the gondola!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;not tt i expect them to abide the rules...&lt;br /&gt;but i almost choked lor.&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;it was bad enough the first guy started smoking...&lt;br /&gt;then he gave the other guy a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;and BOTH of them smoked!!!&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;if the woman smoked,&lt;br /&gt;that'll be the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;back to snowboarders.&lt;br /&gt;another thing about them,&lt;br /&gt;is that they're ALWAYS the ones BANGING into ppl.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;wa lou,&lt;br /&gt;i've never been banged by a skier b4 lor.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;in all the skiing trips,&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS the snowboarders.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;last yr,&lt;br /&gt;this guy banged into me,&lt;br /&gt;(a snowboarder)&lt;br /&gt;and he hit me so hard,&lt;br /&gt;i could see the blood on my goggles.&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna go into too much details about that...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY..&lt;br /&gt;just,&lt;br /&gt;dun snowboard.&lt;br /&gt;ski.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;who am i to influence ur thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;but just warning u la.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;unless ure some person who lurves taking revenge,&lt;br /&gt;u can take up snowboarding and hit someone purposely on accident.&lt;br /&gt;that'll be EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway, lemme give ya an update on my days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;flying day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flight was at 11.40... a midnight flight...&lt;br /&gt;kinda good in a way tt i could sleep throughout...&lt;br /&gt;but bad in a way cos i couldn't watch the movies!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to watch sharktale!!&lt;br /&gt;i watched a bit though...&lt;br /&gt;woke up extra early (4am) to watch..&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;first day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... reached at about 5am plus...&lt;br /&gt;then well,&lt;br /&gt;did the normal stuff...&lt;br /&gt;checked in,&lt;br /&gt;rented skis...&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;nth much happened la.&lt;br /&gt;o,&lt;br /&gt;and i started reading my "to kill a mockingbird" book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;second day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;went skiing...&lt;br /&gt;and, ahh..&lt;br /&gt;got bored on the first day of skiing.&lt;br /&gt;only one pathetic slope open.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;ooh,&lt;br /&gt;and i met this NICE old korean guy...&lt;br /&gt;heelped me wif my skis...&lt;br /&gt;so stupid,&lt;br /&gt;they had ice all over them...&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the day skiing...&lt;br /&gt;then went home and read my book..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;had quite a nice lunch..&lt;br /&gt;hai..&lt;br /&gt;did boring stuff la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;third day in korea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went skiing again...&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;met those stupid snowboarders...&lt;br /&gt;got pushed down...&lt;br /&gt;mummy bought her buttock padding...&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;she fell so much,&lt;br /&gt;that her knees and buttocks had blueblacks all over!!&lt;br /&gt;poor thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh,&lt;br /&gt;and i read finish my book today...&lt;br /&gt;would have been exciting...&lt;br /&gt;just tt my father told me the ending!&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fourth day in korea(today)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me didn't wanna go for skiing today...&lt;br /&gt;was freakin bored la.&lt;br /&gt;then dad forced me and mum to go...&lt;br /&gt;so we went,...&lt;br /&gt;but like only for 1/2 and hour?&lt;br /&gt;cos like,&lt;br /&gt;the snow was ICE-CUBES.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;its a miracle i didn't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad did...&lt;br /&gt;ALOT...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i'm surprised at bro though...&lt;br /&gt;he was like,&lt;br /&gt;just stand there and slide doen the rocky hill...&lt;br /&gt;STEADY MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;then i was like,&lt;br /&gt;thinking,&lt;br /&gt;how the HECK am i gonna ski down!???&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i did make it down...&lt;br /&gt;twice somemore...&lt;br /&gt;but me and mum had enough...&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the hotel&lt;br /&gt;while dad dragged bro for another few rounds...&lt;br /&gt;poor bro.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;then i slacked in the hotel...&lt;br /&gt;and had lunch...&lt;br /&gt;(YUM!)&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the internet room...&lt;br /&gt;typing as furiously as i can,&lt;br /&gt;cos mum and dad r behind me,&lt;br /&gt;chasing me to hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;k then.&lt;br /&gt;gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;this is prob the first/last time i can use the comp...&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS...&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;mum really pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;better go...&lt;br /&gt;mum" quick la!"&lt;br /&gt;dad" gotta buy food, or the supermarts all close!"&lt;br /&gt;k la k la...&lt;br /&gt;see ya all then!!!&lt;br /&gt;in singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;22!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WAIT FOR ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110319577512107682?l=curses-.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-8833395.post-110270333130172000</id><published>2004-12-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T02:28:51.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI PPL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'M BAAACCKKK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;been working the whole night!!&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you&lt;br /&gt;i SWEAR i HATE sony.&lt;br /&gt;ppl, never EVER patronize sony shops EVER again.&lt;br /&gt;never EVER buy their stuff.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see...&lt;br /&gt;well, did i mention about the mv for the chinese project?&lt;br /&gt;ahh here goes...&lt;br /&gt;see, err, we have to do this mv about popcorn&lt;br /&gt;so wing helped as the male actor la.&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;then i was attempting to convert it on thursday night...&lt;br /&gt;and surprise surprise...&lt;br /&gt;it didn't work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father hor,&lt;br /&gt;dbak.&lt;br /&gt;(dunno-but-act-know)&lt;br /&gt;then in the end we couldn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;the next day, friday,&lt;br /&gt;i went to kodak to check out if they could convert it...&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence,&lt;br /&gt;they coulnd't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then&lt;br /&gt;after 1 and a half hours of chinese tuition&lt;br /&gt;me and mum trotted down to wisma atria&lt;br /&gt;to get those sony ppl to help us with it.&lt;br /&gt;or, in my case&lt;br /&gt;to kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well,&lt;br /&gt;mum warned me to be polite,&lt;br /&gt;so the sony ppl really had their lucky stars shining on them.&lt;br /&gt;or else i would have torn them&lt;br /&gt;limb-from-limb.&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;back to sony shop.&lt;br /&gt;so you see,&lt;br /&gt;me and mum waited for about one hour&lt;br /&gt;before the guy who was supposed to be assisting us,&lt;br /&gt;came over and told us that they were not supposed to be helping us to convert the micromv.&lt;br /&gt;what a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my mother,&lt;br /&gt;being her think-skinned self,&lt;br /&gt;asked them for somemore assistance,&lt;br /&gt;and in the end,&lt;br /&gt;we sat and talked to this so-called computer expert for another 1/2 hour + -.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN THE END.&lt;br /&gt;he told us to buy this firecable i think.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to buy it from lucky plaza.&lt;br /&gt;and in the end we didn't even USE it.&lt;br /&gt;another complete waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THEN&lt;br /&gt;we finally came home,&lt;br /&gt;and i tried to convert it.&lt;br /&gt;first,&lt;br /&gt;using movieshaker.&lt;br /&gt;didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;dvgate.&lt;br /&gt;didn't work either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to give up when an instruction book caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;THEN,&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i could have used this other program,&lt;br /&gt;called imagemixer,&lt;br /&gt;to convert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slapped myself about 100 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THEN,&lt;br /&gt;i started converting...&lt;br /&gt;from about 7-8 pm there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at 9.20 i realized,&lt;br /&gt;that the bloody program could only let me convert about 7 minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;or so i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;undaunted,&lt;br /&gt;i continued converting.&lt;br /&gt;and the clips went from 7.14 min,&lt;br /&gt;to about 15 secs each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i panicked.&lt;br /&gt;and by the time THAT happened,&lt;br /&gt;it was almost 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND!!&lt;br /&gt;i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just slog until i get this done!!&lt;br /&gt;so i continued working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided,&lt;br /&gt;that after every 7 min clip,&lt;br /&gt;i would transfer that particular file to another drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so by the time i got things going,&lt;br /&gt;it was about 11.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now,&lt;br /&gt;it is officially&lt;br /&gt;2.00 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE FINISHED!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT only buring the cd for eileen,&lt;br /&gt;but also for wing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;am i a genius or am i a genius?&lt;br /&gt;haha ok lame...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm soo proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;*blushes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so now i've done talking about the torturous micromv converting experience....&lt;br /&gt;lets go on to other subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;me and lin have grown alot closer than before!!!&lt;br /&gt;((((:&lt;br /&gt;ILU LIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;shall declare my love for you openly!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;o man so lesbo&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;wooot,&lt;br /&gt;arranged to go out with lin on the day before school reopens!!!&lt;br /&gt;GONNA WATCH THE PHAMTOM OF THE OPPPEEERRRAAA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hope we really DO go out!!&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i said i HOPE,&lt;br /&gt;cos mum hasn't agreed.&lt;br /&gt;YET.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;i'm still too chicken to ask her,&lt;br /&gt;but, err,&lt;br /&gt;i'll come down to it some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea,&lt;br /&gt;MUST MUST MUST MUST THANK WING!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS GORGOR!!!&lt;br /&gt;for becoming a gay for about, two days to work on the mv with us!! (:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;no seriously,&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;my group owes u big time.&lt;br /&gt;and dun worry,&lt;br /&gt;we all know you're straight.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;o yea,&lt;br /&gt;and remember to pay for the popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;you ate the most.&lt;br /&gt;haha jk la (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;back to yet MORE matters.&lt;br /&gt;FENCING.&lt;br /&gt;woooooooot.&lt;br /&gt;fencing training went ok on thursday i guess...&lt;br /&gt;saw jazzy's fellow fencing mates...&lt;br /&gt;was a bit scared i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i felt abit extra!!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carn WAIT for next year!!!&lt;br /&gt;NOVICES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna dedicate more time to fencing next year...&lt;br /&gt;wanna make it to the nat. team!!!&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;novices are gonna be SOO FFUUUNNN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;or at least,&lt;br /&gt;ALOT better than z gala.&lt;br /&gt;gala was a killer man,&lt;br /&gt;OF ALL PPL TO COMPETE AGAINST&lt;br /&gt;it just HAS to be FRANCIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;was so happy when won the first elimination round,&lt;br /&gt;then i realized i was gonna compete against francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;at least in the novices,&lt;br /&gt;they wun mix the boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;then got less competitors!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;o man,&lt;br /&gt;in the gala,&lt;br /&gt;we thought that everyone participating would be girls,&lt;br /&gt;then ri participated!!! francis participated!!!&lt;br /&gt;then we almost DIED.&lt;br /&gt;i was like thinking,&lt;br /&gt;oh no,&lt;br /&gt;i'm DEAD MEAT.&lt;br /&gt;going to lose to all the ri ppl liao.&lt;br /&gt;no chance liao.&lt;br /&gt;and sure enough...&lt;br /&gt;got thrashed by wing!!!&lt;br /&gt;carn remember the score liao...&lt;br /&gt;but i got beat the other ri guy!!&lt;br /&gt;BUT ONLY BY ONE PATHETIC POINT.&lt;br /&gt;and wads the use of that anyway,&lt;br /&gt;my next opponent would be francis!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;nvm nvm.&lt;br /&gt;z gala's OVER.&lt;br /&gt;just look forward to next year's one!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;this time cannot lose to ri!!&lt;br /&gt;so lose face!!&lt;br /&gt;u know right,&lt;br /&gt;in 04'gala,&lt;br /&gt;zhaohui was the only girl who won a medal!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;this time the girls must dominate!!&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok,&lt;br /&gt;i HAVE to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are closing,&lt;br /&gt;and i gotta meet eileen tomorrow to pass her the disks!&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;k then,&lt;br /&gt;(ay lin, i blog liao hor.)&lt;br /&gt;SEE YYAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BBYYEEEBBYYYYYEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110270333130172000?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110270333130172000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110270333130172000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110270333130172000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110270333130172000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/12/hi-ppl-weeee-im-baaacckkk-been-working.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110182061575574212</id><published>2004-11-30T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:16:55.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEEEYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;at this time always feel dam bloody hyper one i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing o.k. i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;something happened today which made me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;but i carn talk about that can i?&lt;br /&gt;its not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;yesyes,&lt;br /&gt;today there was the fencing competition.&lt;br /&gt;i got second i think.&lt;br /&gt;out of...&lt;br /&gt;THREE PPL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;actually thats related to what made me depressed...&lt;br /&gt;but i shan't change the mood of this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. ah anyway,&lt;br /&gt;it was ok la.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to take more photos but was not in the mood...&lt;br /&gt;min jiao lian had to go to the doctor again today...&lt;br /&gt;so jazzy was the referee!&lt;br /&gt;haha, she very funny lor!&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when dunno who scored,&lt;br /&gt;then she look at us with a confused look,&lt;br /&gt;then we look back at her, equally confused...&lt;br /&gt;then in the end no one gets a point.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;dam funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh, and me and jazzy are trying to set up a and b!!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;shall not use their real names *winks*&lt;br /&gt;a and b dun mind right?&lt;br /&gt;i already very kind HOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;if u dun like this part then tell me and i'll erase it la.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but u wun MIND right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it works out!!&lt;br /&gt;WEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;aiya&lt;br /&gt;i like playing matchmaker...&lt;br /&gt;as long as i'm not the one being matchmaked!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok mean right?&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;hope they dun mind la hahaha&lt;br /&gt;*smiles sweetly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;even if it doesn't work it they'll still be&lt;br /&gt;AHEM&lt;br /&gt;*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;FREN FREN&lt;br /&gt;right???&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall stop talking about that la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;i wrote this poem.&lt;br /&gt;and got a few comments...&lt;br /&gt;yenlin: not bad...&lt;br /&gt;yanhui: to be frank, very lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;yanhui so cute!! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm no poem writer i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;i only can write stories&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;stupid la.&lt;br /&gt;it was for the CAP thingy ma.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to enter it for rs next year.&lt;br /&gt;CAP is definitely better than ol' rs anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm tired of blogging liao.&lt;br /&gt;carn think of anything else to write la.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to talk about a and b&lt;br /&gt;budden..&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be KIND la.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;ok BBYYYYEEEEE!!!  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110182061575574212?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110182061575574212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110182061575574212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110182061575574212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110182061575574212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/11/heeeyyy-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110105072513821842</id><published>2004-11-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T23:25:25.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey!!&lt;br /&gt;guess wad happened?&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;I EITHER BROKE, FRACTURED, OR SPRAINED MY LEFT MIDDLE FINGER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;the last time was my left thumb&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;was it my right thumb?&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;think its left though... or how did i write...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its FREAKING pain.&lt;br /&gt;more pain than the previous injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know right...&lt;br /&gt;last time when i sprained/broke/fractured my thumb...&lt;br /&gt;it was because i crashed into something while rollerblading.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;how did i sprain/break/fracture my thumb???&lt;br /&gt;darn.&lt;br /&gt;carn remember again.&lt;br /&gt;gotta ask someone.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;this time when i sprained/broke/fractured my middle finger...&lt;br /&gt;it was DURING a sport,&lt;br /&gt;but not BECAUSE of the sport.&lt;br /&gt;strange right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see... it happened like this...&lt;br /&gt;since only me and wanlin came to training for sabre&lt;br /&gt;(jasmine overslept!! &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;min jiao lian gave us individual training,&lt;br /&gt;so we kinda take turns to train with him.&lt;br /&gt;very intense.&lt;br /&gt;very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when wanlin was training,&lt;br /&gt;i was getting my bottle,&lt;br /&gt;which was sitting on a shelf,&lt;br /&gt;and i accidentally dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was trying to catch it,&lt;br /&gt;my finger was like,&lt;br /&gt;hitting against the solid hard shelf in an attempt to catch the faling bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't catch the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i got was a sprained/broke/fractured finger.&lt;br /&gt;ouch.&lt;br /&gt;supersupersuper pain.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be ok if i just shook it for a while...&lt;br /&gt;so i shook.&lt;br /&gt;and i shook.&lt;br /&gt;and i shook.&lt;br /&gt;and, well,&lt;br /&gt;the results were quite disapointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to continue training,&lt;br /&gt;and couldn't focus for a while,&lt;br /&gt;kept shaking my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;luckily it wasn't my right hand...&lt;br /&gt;or i'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;can't write, can't fence, can't type, can't anything.&lt;br /&gt;and in the meantime,&lt;br /&gt;i have to bear with a large cast on my left middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worse thing is,&lt;br /&gt;its my MIDDLE finger!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't move it.&lt;br /&gt;I only can move the other fingers!&lt;br /&gt;So, well, misunderstandings occur.&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna clench my fist, (which i've learned quickly not to)&lt;br /&gt;my middle finger sticks out.&lt;br /&gt;Which, well, offends people.&lt;br /&gt;My tuition teacher, for example.&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think HE'D know about the middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;He's gay you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well,&lt;br /&gt;all in all,&lt;br /&gt;spraining/breaking/fracturing my middle does have its good uses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) See, i have a reason for changing the station on the radio-&lt;br /&gt;     me:(changes the station on the radio from boring 93.8 to 98.7)&lt;br /&gt;    dad:(one hand steers the wheel and the other tries to hit my hand away)&lt;br /&gt;     me: "WEI!! My hand disabled hor. Dun you DARE try to hit it!" ( throws a dirty look at dad)&lt;br /&gt;    dad:(grunts loudly, and looks irritated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) next, i can offend people and yet, make it look acciental!&lt;br /&gt;    *grins wickedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;o anyway...&lt;br /&gt;let me blog about today's happenings.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;nicole came over for bloody chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;THE TEACHER ENDED ONE HOUR LATE!!!&lt;br /&gt;GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;I was like, yawning throughout,&lt;br /&gt;looking at my watch every few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;HINTING that its late,&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE STILL DOESN'T GET IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o anyway.&lt;br /&gt;that passed.&lt;br /&gt;then, me and nicole went to the club,&lt;br /&gt;and went to watch mean girls!!&lt;br /&gt;( you see, my club plays old movies)&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;so nice!&lt;br /&gt;weee!&lt;br /&gt;really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;I saw...&lt;br /&gt;ANDREA!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;she was sitting two rows in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;see, she was talking to her, brother, i think, then i saw her face sideways and said&lt;br /&gt;"andrea??!!"&lt;br /&gt;then she looked over and we both kinda laughed/giggled.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked so dam &lt;em&gt;giam chap &lt;/em&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;cos like,&lt;br /&gt;we didn't plan to go for the movie...&lt;br /&gt;we just saw that there was a 2.30 show, and decided to go for it...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i was wearing this, ugly green pair of home-clothes shorts&lt;br /&gt;and a faded t-shirt,&lt;br /&gt;which was about one size too small for me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;o man...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go on a serious workout.&lt;br /&gt;wanna lose more weight!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;I've already cut down on the food part...&lt;br /&gt;its the exercise that i've gotta work on...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm alreayd going for fencing three times a week!!&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this means more classes at amore.&lt;br /&gt;which is,&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;sorta a GOOD thing.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;bloody dad just switched on the alarm!!&lt;br /&gt;now i'll have to switch it off again.&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;this sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;ok i gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;byebye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110105072513821842?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110105072513821842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110105072513821842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110105072513821842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110105072513821842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/11/hey-hey-guess-wad-happened-i-either.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110079669126664728</id><published>2004-11-19T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:51:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy!&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;life ain't going too well.&lt;br /&gt;at first me and eileen and sam planned to go bukhit gombak tomorrow (we cancelled the previous one)&lt;br /&gt;then,&lt;br /&gt;we decided that it would be not as fun, as compared to going with more people...&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty.&lt;br /&gt;have to tell sam..&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;hope she wun be mad.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;and we'll have to keep calling her, starting from 8 in the morning, cos we dunno when she'll leave, and furthermore, she doesn't have a hp, unless you count the one she uses, which is her father's.&lt;br /&gt;and of course&lt;br /&gt;you dun expect me and eileen to go sms-ing her dad right?&lt;br /&gt;picture the sms in your mind-&lt;br /&gt;mr ong,&lt;br /&gt;will you kindly do me a favour,&lt;br /&gt;and tell samantha,&lt;br /&gt;your daughter,&lt;br /&gt;yes your daughter,&lt;br /&gt;the 13 year old one who is in rgs,&lt;br /&gt;and has a fren(me!!) called nelicia.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;would you kindly tell her from me that the outing today is cancelled and postponed?&lt;br /&gt;send her my sincere apologies.&lt;br /&gt;sorry to bother you,&lt;br /&gt;i send you my greatest thanks.&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;nelicia,&lt;br /&gt;your daughter's friend.&lt;br /&gt;yes, your daughter's friend.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;yes, the one who's thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o gawd.&lt;br /&gt;i do NOT want to picture that.&lt;br /&gt;neither do i want to picture the expression on her dad's face when he opens the sms.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways,&lt;br /&gt;me wanna go sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;i just finished the words on the sabre blog.&lt;br /&gt;looks betta now i think.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;go take a look and gimme ur comments?&lt;br /&gt;u can tag the board there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://slashing-samuraiz.blogspot.com/"&gt;sabre bloggie!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i really HAVE to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;its 1.01 am!!!&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;good night then&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110079669126664728?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110079669126664728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110079669126664728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110079669126664728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110079669126664728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/11/heyy-bleahs.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-110044743494635134</id><published>2004-11-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T23:50:34.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo.&lt;br /&gt;my life has been, err, fine, so far.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;not so.&lt;br /&gt;mamma and dadda went to shanghai and left littlenellie and her bro wif their aunt.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;the stay wasn't as bad as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was gonna be staying at home the whole time!&lt;br /&gt;somemore my mama didn't lemme go out.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end i begged my aunt to lemme go (:&lt;br /&gt;o wells.&lt;br /&gt;why i'm not freakin pissed wif my mamma anymore?&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;she bought me two really really really nice jackets from shanghai!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i LURVE them.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;they're both black,&lt;br /&gt;but one has abit of orange lines on it.&lt;br /&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;lurve it.&lt;br /&gt;o wells.&lt;br /&gt;and something JUST happened.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why,&lt;br /&gt;but on the one zero nine website,&lt;br /&gt;my name is not there.&lt;br /&gt;as in.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is.&lt;br /&gt;but not me.&lt;br /&gt;i counted 34&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in there.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why also.&lt;br /&gt;maybe chelsia forgot to put me in&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she's pissed with me or something&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;why do i always have to be the unlucky one.&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;not her fault either.&lt;br /&gt;maybe she missed it out or something&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm going bukhit gombak wif weiting, eileenie, and nike!!&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST nike.&lt;br /&gt;she JUST smsed me saying that her mum say that without parental guidance, she carn go!!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;but me wan nike go!!&lt;br /&gt;and its not dangerous anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i've hiked it before.&lt;br /&gt;with sam, nike, yi tyng, eileenie and rachel big.&lt;br /&gt;and only two of the original six can go.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;me and eileenie.&lt;br /&gt;o wells.&lt;br /&gt;eileenie's very nice anyways (:&lt;br /&gt;and very crappy too (:&lt;br /&gt;craps so much that sometimes i dunno if she's serious or joking   :s&lt;br /&gt;weee!!&lt;br /&gt;hope wei ting wun complain too much tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;joking..joking...&lt;br /&gt;dun take seriously hor.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;nike just smsed me saying that her mum will secretly let her go!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah&lt;br /&gt;dun let her dad know&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;byebye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-110044743494635134?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/110044743494635134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=110044743494635134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110044743494635134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/110044743494635134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/11/heyo_14.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-109954458358971207</id><published>2004-11-04T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T13:03:03.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo.&lt;br /&gt;me is sick.&lt;br /&gt;very very very very sick.&lt;br /&gt;loads of diff types of sickness.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;half paralysed.&lt;br /&gt;but lucky my fingers can move.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;actually.&lt;br /&gt;that was wad i felt like ytd.&lt;br /&gt;today i feel much betta.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;but my tummy is painful...&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;o wells.&lt;br /&gt;at least i can move la.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;*vomits*&lt;br /&gt;5 diff types leh!!&lt;br /&gt;the bottled one is the WORSE i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;its brown, mucky, gross, disgusting...&lt;br /&gt;and, well,&lt;br /&gt;terrible tasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going kickboxing wasn't worth the price i had to pay!!&lt;br /&gt;kickboxing rocks!!&lt;br /&gt;but it caused me to have muscle aches, like, everywhere!!&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;but that wasn't really the cause la.&lt;br /&gt;it was cos i was already kinda sick and still insisted on going to snow city wif 109.&lt;br /&gt;cos we might be reshuffling ma.&lt;br /&gt;how can i not go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow city rawked though (:&lt;br /&gt;i was the first to get the flag for 109 (:&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i think i almost pounced on the guy holding the flag.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;hasty hasty.&lt;br /&gt;i scrambled off my rubber tube even before i reached the part where the tube goes up the hill... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tts all for now.&lt;br /&gt;i carn think of anything else to type.&lt;br /&gt;o, and i've watched chrisy-poo's &lt;em&gt;angels &lt;/em&gt;about... 100 times already... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;its so dam nice!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;he shouldn't have got out last week lor... leandra should have got out last week... boo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-109954458358971207?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/109954458358971207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=109954458358971207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109954458358971207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109954458358971207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/11/heyo.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-109924015633863888</id><published>2004-10-31T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T00:29:16.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* ignore this post.&lt;br /&gt;** please??&lt;br /&gt;*** its kinda soppy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o god wad should i do??&lt;br /&gt;*crying now*&lt;br /&gt;why is jie daoing me??&lt;br /&gt;and has she stopped daoing me??&lt;br /&gt;is she mad at me??&lt;br /&gt;o god wad did i do wrong now??&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really really really very sad.&lt;br /&gt;why o why mus she dao me??&lt;br /&gt;i dun think she knows i cry every night cos of this.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;does she get the point,&lt;br /&gt;that i REALLY REALLY treat her like a jie?&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;when will everything be back to normal?&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;sorry this posts so stupid and crappy.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i've uploaded the pics of me and chris and chris indiv photos.&lt;br /&gt;but i haven't found a code to prevent ppl from stealing my html so i carn upload them onto the net yet.&lt;br /&gt;i mean.&lt;br /&gt;i DID...&lt;br /&gt;but then i realized that ppl can still view source.&lt;br /&gt;stupid rite?&lt;br /&gt;then i had to delete the post.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;have yet to find a good reliable code that can stop hackers for me.&lt;br /&gt;anyone know of any?&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;like you'll tell me anyways ((:&lt;br /&gt;everyone must have their own secrets.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone has a right to be selfish at times when they are meant to be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;so its okayy ((:&lt;br /&gt;o, did i mention i've stopped crying?&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped crying ((:&lt;br /&gt;someone told me to stop crying over such lame things.&lt;br /&gt;o wells.&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to go read my fencing book now.&lt;br /&gt;it really ROCKS man!!&lt;br /&gt;there's so many facts!!&lt;br /&gt;so interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;sabre is the last of the three swords to give in to modern suits and mask and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT???&lt;br /&gt;so like,&lt;br /&gt;sabreurs have the most determination!!&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;one example.&lt;br /&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;got determination.&lt;br /&gt;but no brains.&lt;br /&gt;hence,&lt;br /&gt;my fencing still so lan.&lt;br /&gt;bleahs.&lt;br /&gt;o gosh.&lt;br /&gt;its 12.33am now and i can hear like,&lt;br /&gt;this crying sound.&lt;br /&gt;its so freaky man.&lt;br /&gt;lucky dad's just in the next room.&lt;br /&gt;but he's sleeping i think.&lt;br /&gt;probably fell asleep with the telly on again.&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;lemme hear the advertisement sound b4 i go outta the room.&lt;br /&gt;i very scared one you know.&lt;br /&gt;*shivers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-109924015633863888?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/109924015633863888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=109924015633863888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109924015633863888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109924015633863888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/10/ignore-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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-8833395.post-109895348800192241</id><published>2004-10-28T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T16:51:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTOPHER LEE TOOK PHOTO WITH ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;omg, he's so DAM shuai i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;honestly!!&lt;br /&gt;he's so so so so so CUTE!!&lt;br /&gt;he's also so so so so friendly!!&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;you see....&lt;br /&gt;i went with mum to my bro's school, queenstown sec.&lt;br /&gt;then, apparently chris is from that school.&lt;br /&gt;then i think the singapore idol thing wanted him to do some talk in his old school.&lt;br /&gt;so i very qiao, went there, and saw him!!!&lt;br /&gt;then cos my mum knows this photographer guy and the teachers quite well,&lt;br /&gt;she got them to arrange for me!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;he's EVEN MORE shuai close up!&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;yea yea&lt;br /&gt;he carn sing, carn win singapore idol...&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;but he's so shuai...&lt;br /&gt;wee!!&lt;br /&gt;i carn believe my luck man..&lt;br /&gt;aahhh....&lt;br /&gt;o btw&lt;br /&gt;all that happened ytd.&lt;br /&gt;just tt i already had so many posts so i didn't wanna have even more.&lt;br /&gt;so i posted today ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to the next thing that happened.&lt;br /&gt;yi tyng is dao-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;hmmprh&lt;br /&gt;and apparently yenlin WAS, but couldn't get on with it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and according to **, they're BOTH doing it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;yenlin is ok la, cos in the end she couldn't dao me ((:&lt;br /&gt;but yt...&lt;br /&gt;bleahs&lt;br /&gt;i'm closer to her so i see no reason in dao-ing.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done anything wrong, we didn't quarrel...&lt;br /&gt;in fact&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING HAPPENED!!!&lt;br /&gt;so why the HELL is she dao-ing me???&lt;br /&gt;but i've heard two stories.&lt;br /&gt;** says she heard that its for fun.&lt;br /&gt;*** said that its something serious.&lt;br /&gt;[-_-]"&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;hai... dunno why she wan to do that.&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;if she dao me.&lt;br /&gt;i dao her back lor!!!&lt;br /&gt;huh!&lt;br /&gt;i'm very good at dao-ing ppl...&lt;br /&gt;learnt that skill from my mum,&lt;br /&gt;who dao-ed my dad for 1 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;in fact&lt;br /&gt;i dao-ed two of my frens in pri sch for 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;i carn even remember why.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so mean rite?&lt;br /&gt;o well.&lt;br /&gt;wad else am i gonna do??&lt;br /&gt;i find it so LAME and STUPID&lt;br /&gt;to dao someone without a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;so i shan't bother about her.&lt;br /&gt;HUH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*flicks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i dun like ppl who dao me for no reason. and i also dun like ppl who dao me. o, and i like&lt;br /&gt;dao-ing ppl  :p&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s ignore the last part of the p.s. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8833395-109895348800192241?l=curses-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/feeds/109895348800192241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8833395&amp;postID=109895348800192241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109895348800192241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8833395/posts/default/109895348800192241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curses-.blogspot.com/2004/10/omg-omg-omg-omg-omg-christopher-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>nelie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678575027905035878</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>
