<?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-6580002</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:35:32.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you have to know?</title><subtitle type='html'>do you?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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>397</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-113414871508149540</id><published>2005-12-10T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:18:35.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm mooooooo-ving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/tanylime/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/tanylime/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i can figure out how to put up links in lj,&lt;br /&gt;have fun with the links list in &lt;em&gt;supergirl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113414871508149540?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113414871508149540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113414871508149540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113414871508149540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113414871508149540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/12/rahaha-im-mooooooo-ving.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-113359725013948966</id><published>2005-12-03T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:07:30.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;theres really a limit to what everyone can take.&lt;br /&gt;and you're just this close to set the volcano errupting,again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you ever use your head?&lt;br /&gt;dont you ever learn?&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me that i'm being rude,&lt;br /&gt;or i'm not doing enough to salvage it.&lt;br /&gt;because YOU created it,not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no,&lt;br /&gt;im not another angsty teenager ranting non-stop in her blog.&lt;br /&gt;because theres seriously more to life.than feeling like fu ck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need an outlet to vent all these at,&lt;br /&gt;if not you'd just see more of the overly advertised depression ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you both are just the most ironic people i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm really in the middle of the see saw.&lt;br /&gt;and it seriously sucks like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not as if i just want to sit down to watch the show,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont want to interfere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish life'd be a little easier.&lt;br /&gt;a little happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selfish selfish self. ish.&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;use your effing &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hearts &lt;/span&gt;not your those semi-existent brains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113359725013948966?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113359725013948966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113359725013948966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113359725013948966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113359725013948966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/12/sometimes-theres-really-limit-to-what.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113237461209732429</id><published>2005-11-19T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:30:12.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha,&lt;br /&gt;its been exactly a week since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've repetitive thoughts of leaving this blog to rot until fungi starts to smear all over the screen.&lt;br /&gt;it just seems that im ready to let go of the past to walk into the future.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;to let go of the trashy things i've wrote in the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anticipate the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah,&lt;br /&gt;who'd even know what i might do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;em&gt;byebye &lt;/em&gt;supergirl !&lt;br /&gt;for a while :)&lt;br /&gt;you did your job and kept my secrets well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, fickle mind emily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113237461209732429?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113237461209732429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113237461209732429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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out of point.but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm more amazed i would still be alive and sitting here trying to type another wordy blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must've been the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; cheesecake&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;chocolate mousse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it isnt wearing off, &lt;em&gt;i swear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;because i was just humming MI's school song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;blablah our spirit will never falter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we bring glory to MILLENNIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahahahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about short lived enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW DICK LEE'S &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MUSTAPHA&lt;/span&gt;'S PLAYING ON MY PLAYLIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cherie je' tera , cherie je' tadoor (?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my darling i love you alot more than you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will you will you fall in love with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me how these songs get into my playlist.&lt;br /&gt;pbl is getting into my head.&lt;br /&gt;no jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;oh my papadum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you good enough to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;that leaves ample energy for me to crawl onto the couch to watch tv :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-113155199039117644</id><published>2005-11-09T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T23:59:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;alcohol content in chocolate mousse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was hesitating to type the name of the place me and arthur ate at this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;the fear of being sued for slander.&lt;br /&gt;and dad's been warning me bout 'stealing' stuff from copyrighted webbies and whatnot la.&lt;br /&gt;there MUST be alcohol in the chocolate mousse,if not cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;or meatballs,or fish fingers.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah,that is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know channel5 had such funky tv shows.&lt;br /&gt;tabtv or something,it airs on wednesdays at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;was in the midst of doing some work and it channel surfing.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw some really sleezy scenes on tv and i thought it was some foreign tv channel.&lt;br /&gt;to my horror (i know its overused but im tired and,cant be bothered to think now)&lt;br /&gt;it was some show about chinese prostitutes and their sexual relationships with singaporean men!&lt;br /&gt;that is really something controversial to be aired on tv.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;initially i had a really good laugh with the re-enactments of sleezy scenes they did,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow in the end they got pretty serious cos they interviewed two women about the things they're doing and what they felt.&lt;br /&gt;there was one who mentioned that she'd rather betray her body to let her family be happy and all the shit with the money she earned.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if she was trying to sound noble and all the shit because it sounded totally... selfish to me.&lt;br /&gt;not selfish but like,weird. noble in the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;it wouldnt even be surprising to find out that the world isn't spherical tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;whats happening to the world,&lt;br /&gt;blasts and bombs here and there.&lt;br /&gt;bird flu and whatever not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the world might be coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;who'd know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;how you get so fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;i really amaze myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;by typing such,trashy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am indeed in a high flying mood today,&lt;br /&gt;it must've been something in the chocolate mousse/cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;because arthur was singing BOTH sji and cj's school songs aloud while walking ard in queensway.&lt;br /&gt;which is how embarassing,and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;wth man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;hail hail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;whoever's ass got stuck to a nail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;drowned in the shallow waters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i need to get some sleep la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;the little elves are taking over my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;garaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;damn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;must've been the chocolate mousse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;confirm plus &lt;em&gt;chop&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113155199039117644?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113155199039117644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113155199039117644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113155199039117644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113155199039117644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/11/alcohol-content-in-chocolate-mousse-i.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113137902071847980</id><published>2005-11-07T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T23:57:00.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonka's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want someone to hold my hand until im eighty,&lt;em&gt;too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another extremely random entry.&lt;br /&gt;i think my jeans are super luckyluckay jeans,&lt;br /&gt;because i always happen to see eyecandies when im in my jeans.&lt;br /&gt;but i so do not like to wear em' cos i think i look like some shorty shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrh,&lt;br /&gt;time to hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tiny &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tangy&lt;/span&gt; crunchy &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113137902071847980?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113137902071847980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113137902071847980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113137902071847980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113137902071847980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/11/wonkas-i-want-someone-to-hold-my-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113120975035001862</id><published>2005-11-06T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T00:55:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;v PERSIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,no more owen.&lt;br /&gt;beckham should step aside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos theres vPERSIE and FABREGAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is extremely random of me to blog about cute soccerstars,&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;they're part of the cute group of people on earth.&lt;br /&gt;and i am so not boy crazy,if anyone should think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i returned home so damn early ytd that i felt i wasted my friday night.&lt;br /&gt;ehhh wait i think i blogged bout it alr.haaha,&lt;br /&gt;shucks man,i need a new brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THERE WAS A CLOSE UP ON FABREGAS.&lt;br /&gt;he is frikkin hot la,&lt;br /&gt;hes too punk rock superstar to be a soccerplayer.&lt;br /&gt;but thats cool,i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,spent the whole of today in daddy's car.&lt;br /&gt;roaming around..&lt;br /&gt;liang court's like my dad's new hot spot,&lt;br /&gt;just like how bugis and taka were.&lt;br /&gt;and i've figured the similarities of these spots,&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALL HAVE KINOKUNIYA and my dad loves the japanese car mags they have there.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,it all works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaah,&lt;br /&gt;daddy's on the couch snoooooooozing away while I'M watching vPERSIE &amp; FABREGAS on tv.&lt;br /&gt;so hot,so hot.&lt;br /&gt;wee wee weeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;its pretty weird that my cousins didnt call me out for supper tonight,&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;vee veeee weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FABREGAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i watch so much tv.&lt;br /&gt;if there was a counter,&lt;br /&gt;it would've exploded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113120975035001862?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113120975035001862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113120975035001862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113120975035001862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113120975035001862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/11/v-persie-hahaano-more-owen.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113111769044038042</id><published>2005-11-04T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:21:30.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;whose eyes resemble &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pearls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg,&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe that fact that i was home since FIVE on a FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;this is extremely depressing. GrRRRRr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i actually decided not to go movie-ing with ian&amp; gang because of what happened between dad and i ytd.&lt;br /&gt;AND LOOK WHO SUFFERED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;the saddest thing wasnt the fact that i'm home now.&lt;br /&gt;its the fact that&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY'S HOME WITH ME,&lt;br /&gt;and i was home since FRIKKIN FIVE O CLOCKKK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with baby and me and me and baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEESH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prickly&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;pimple&lt;/span&gt;poofplease&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesliekwok you so hot!&lt;br /&gt;shanWEE you so hot!&lt;br /&gt;eyecandy you so hot too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs are aching like mad and i feel like i have rheumatism.&lt;br /&gt;and if i were to have rheumatism,&lt;br /&gt;its going to rain soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,i found this damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;cos i was toasting marshmallows on the stove just now,&lt;br /&gt;i was quite afraid that the stove wld explode if the marshmallow thinggy drips on it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;but it was yuuuuuuMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAY :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckayl uckay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to watch teeeVeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113111769044038042?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113111769044038042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113111769044038042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113111769044038042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113111769044038042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/11/whose-eyes-resemble-pearls-omg-i.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113103078667726138</id><published>2005-11-03T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:13:06.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lemon puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost as annoyed at blogger at how i was at my dad.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously did NOT want to repeat whatever i typed just now,&lt;br /&gt;because i thought it was disgusting&amp;revolting behaviour of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DAMN ANGRY/ANNOYED/PISSED/IRRITATED OF THE FACT THAT HE LOVES PICKING ON LITTLE DETAILS TO START HEATED CONVERSATIONS WITH ME AND ME AND ME AND ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not talk about it ever again.&lt;br /&gt;irritating.IRRITATING ANNOYING PUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lesliekwok you so hot&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAWR,&lt;br /&gt;stupid blogger better publish this entry if not i'd get crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113103078667726138?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113103078667726138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113103078667726138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-113086121827342849</id><published>2005-11-01T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T00:06:59.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i've tried to be the unpredictable one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,31stOCT came and went just like a lizard on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for the sweet SMSes,presents and handshakes(?)&lt;br /&gt;and yes thanks winnie&amp;peychee for calling!&lt;br /&gt;the sweeeeeeeeeeeeetest polkadotties i met,LOVE you LOVELIES &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq was good,okay at least.&lt;br /&gt;had a ton of fun with party hats,and my extremely huge and coolio majulio witch hat.&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha,&lt;br /&gt;mossie and jam's present was like the best la.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys,&lt;br /&gt;and you made me look EXTREMELY TALL again.hahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shouldnt comment on the presents here,&lt;br /&gt;because its just so rude to talk about such things.&lt;br /&gt;haha,the presents were good anyway!&lt;br /&gt;i just recieved ALOT(and i really mean it.) of sweets,chocolates and such.&lt;br /&gt;in sync with the trick-or-treating huh...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;and i even got sparkling wine la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;it was good seeing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;burke&lt;/em&gt;! havent seen you for a while tallbabe! i still love you yes? weeee :D&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;chernoInferno&lt;/em&gt;,you're such a glutton la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pso1o1ners&lt;/em&gt;.yay, nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;projectpiloteers&lt;/em&gt;,im so glad and appreciative that you guys rushed here from school.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;namei&lt;/em&gt;! havent seen you for like so frikkin long. take off that eyeliner thing man. you're way too cool for thaaaaaaaaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;razis&amp;gang&lt;/em&gt;! haaha,you're so fat alr. lol,still cute though.&lt;br /&gt;oh btw,i think hasbullah rocks la.HES DUPERWOOPERLY cute!&lt;br /&gt;and of course not forgetting the other kentridgeans.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys la,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats kentridgeans I LOVE. &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially seventeen and a day old.two soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy,seventeen is so inbetween man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweeeeeeeeeeeenies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj merv and moszie stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,and i slept like a LOG while they watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;super madness,&lt;br /&gt;kept waking up in the middle of the night and i saw a camofluging(screw spelling) octopus,&lt;br /&gt;some really old retro ol ol' movies and some really random shit on tv.&lt;br /&gt;TV FREAKS AH U ALL.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;=) but it was good having you guys bunkin over ytd night.&lt;br /&gt;weeness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXTREMELY EXHAUSTED,&lt;br /&gt;from blogging.&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACH&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113086121827342849?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113086121827342849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113086121827342849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113086121827342849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113086121827342849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/11/ive-tried-to-be-unpredictable-one.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113068856499931378</id><published>2005-10-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:09:25.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on the verge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,it seems so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;and yes.&lt;br /&gt;everybody's suceeded in trying to make me more excited than ever for my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure its no big deal,&lt;br /&gt;there're no physical changes i'm going to go through.&lt;br /&gt;and seventeen's not a very legal age either.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much to say man.&lt;br /&gt;less than a minute left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd really love to thank those who've made the past 17 years of my life sweet.&lt;br /&gt;sour,smelly,plesant,and even bitter.&lt;br /&gt;it might not be cool to be the first to sms at the strike of midnight but at least i had some really sweet buds who did on msn.&lt;br /&gt;hahah oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved family,through the ups and downs. weeeeeeeeeness.&lt;br /&gt;my precious gemmys j and w.&lt;br /&gt;mirza murtabak mizuno mrkenzowannabe?&lt;br /&gt;my DAWG =] i'll still love with though you smell like shit and have a cast.&lt;br /&gt;burkeybaby! though we sorta lost touch.i hope u'd still turn crook for me x)&lt;br /&gt;the old pals from fourfive.i never forgotten you peeps&lt;br /&gt;pso1o1 peepsys.and the pb0107ers that i've yet to love but soon will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,and the randomers here and there.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy birthday to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;myself :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113068856499931378?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113068856499931378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=113068856499931378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113068856499931378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/113068856499931378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-verge-hahait-seems-so-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-113064930888820042</id><published>2005-10-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T13:15:08.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spatter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wee you so hot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh,&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen so many prawns together in a basket.&lt;br /&gt;like the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was probably the most eventful sunday morning i ever had,&lt;br /&gt;sunday of the year.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;went to the market with mom like early in the morning,for a sunday. 10 ? haaha&lt;br /&gt;bought so much food for the bbq tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i am so excited,&lt;br /&gt;wee weeeeee wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought so so SO much food i bet we'll have trouble finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;yay yay =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last week was,hectic.&lt;br /&gt;awfully exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot remember why.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;studying for understanding tests.&lt;br /&gt;stupid tests,are horrible la.&lt;br /&gt;they ask why deserts are cold in the night and scorching in the day.&lt;br /&gt;it might seem very common sense but sadly i do not know why.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i spelt deserts correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;need to go now.&lt;br /&gt;mommy wants to get her hair dyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love my mommmy!&lt;/span&gt;&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-6580002.post-113001202369217159</id><published>2005-10-23T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T04:13:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;today is sunday but it feels so saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and im always wondering why time passes faster during weekends,&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a well spent day,&lt;br /&gt;helped out with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;and even i was amazed at the amount of chores i did.&lt;br /&gt;though not alot,&lt;br /&gt;but well... :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jst returned home from supper with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;haha,i thought we were damn dumb la.&lt;br /&gt;the apple strudel shop that we intended to eat at was closed,&lt;br /&gt;then macdonalds came as a suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;and the nearest was king albert park so we drove there.&lt;br /&gt;THEN my cousin changed his mind and said we shld visit that al ameen stretch to see if theres any other stuff to eat,&lt;br /&gt;the stretch' was too crowded and blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;so i suggested westcoastpark's macs cos they have macafe there,&lt;br /&gt;AND we went there.&lt;br /&gt;it started to rain torrentially(from my sister's vocab book. its scary what primary schl kids are learning now...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes after the long drive,&lt;br /&gt;we were back at west coast eating fries and nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,&lt;br /&gt;the usual.&lt;br /&gt;talking cock-laughter-funny stories-food-funnier stories&lt;br /&gt;and it was also at macs wcp that i found the AXS machine!&lt;br /&gt;it took me 20dollars to book a pit at wcp on 31st oct.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing's very confirmed now but im pretty sure,&lt;br /&gt;bbq on monday night!&lt;br /&gt;yayness,&lt;br /&gt;i am so psyched,excited,(&lt;em&gt;more synonyms&lt;/em&gt;). . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain's knocked off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hypothermia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-113001202369217159?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/113001202369217159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;is anybody going crazy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frawwwr.&lt;br /&gt;school was ultra godamn lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;i hate blogging bout school now cos its so damn frikkin mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent after school with some of the kentababys!&lt;br /&gt;yayness :]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love such meetings with the people that i can relate and talk to,&lt;br /&gt;not that i cant to the new friends that i've made.&lt;br /&gt;but they're just the &lt;i&gt;cozywozzies&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the very special bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;i really kinda miss andrew.&lt;br /&gt;heres something to you cherooboinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i was browsing ard with the gang at hmv just now,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw halloween version of heffalump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND that made me think of the CAREtardstones la,&lt;br /&gt;like immediately.&lt;br /&gt;ancheroo u ought to fly back for halloween,&lt;br /&gt;though singapore doesnt really celebrate it but i do.&lt;br /&gt;hahah :)&lt;br /&gt;cheers cherooboinks.&lt;br /&gt;i hope the kangeroos in australia love you as much as WE do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do miss fourfivebabys alot,especially the nice girls whom i havent met for a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hafizah&lt;/span&gt; who claimed she failed her recent math test.&lt;br /&gt;haaha,and i even boasted to her that i was one of the stronger students in math class because i took amath.[which,was total bullshit.hahah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;liming&lt;/span&gt;! for the oh-so-random ta ma des and wang ba dans she splurts.i really miss that girl, and her laughter.hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lily lee&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; lifen&lt;/span&gt;,oh my.shes the only girl in class who laughs whenever i try to say something mean to poke her.lily's a pretty cool name.hahaha,shes just a happy bundle who DOESNT get mad at me.weirdo,hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i do miss &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;serene&lt;/span&gt; for the gossip sessions.nobody knows juicier gossips than serene's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss a lot of other people,NAMEI,wenxian,jeremy(surprisingly!),both reginas(aHAHAHAHAHA) and well...a handful of them whom i cant recall about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its frikkin 1 am and theres someone in the room who's snoring like she's breathing out of an oxygen tank.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; its either my dog or my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GAWWD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to concentrate on msn,yay :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nine nine nine. WEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;disgust boils,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;bloop bloop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112991345094597523?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112991345094597523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112991345094597523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112991345094597523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112991345094597523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-anybody-going-crazy-frawwwr.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112981944189214531</id><published>2005-10-20T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T22:44:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was taken aback by what happened today,&lt;br /&gt;laughed at it while i was in school&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt as funny as it seemed when i got home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY FELL OFF THE CHAIR AND BROKE HER LEG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still laughing when my mom called to tell me,&lt;br /&gt;like i cant imagine how she'd look like with a cast on her poor leg.&lt;br /&gt;and how coincidental mossy's winnie broke her leg once,too.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, my poor baby is in excrutiating pain.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope she gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how she pees and shits,&lt;br /&gt;because that cast looks so in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i wish i could speak dawg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112981944189214531?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112981944189214531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i just want to sit and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stare at yo &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr,&lt;br /&gt;enterprise was bullshit and boring,and exhausting&lt;br /&gt;spent my night sitting in front of the teevee,&lt;br /&gt;whilst doing my reflection journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i often wonder what the hell am i learning in school now,&lt;br /&gt;its like.&lt;br /&gt;if i get good grades i just think im lucky.&lt;br /&gt;and if i get bad grades i have no idea where i went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;it is just so difficult to know how you're doing in school.&lt;br /&gt;because i feel the tests make no sense,&lt;br /&gt;and daily grades are just nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,teevee was good.&lt;br /&gt;some funky cooking show,then chn8 show,then laguna beach,then jap drama with the super cute takizawa guy.&lt;br /&gt;life is damn goood for me,&lt;br /&gt;so darn good.&lt;br /&gt;takizawa so hot can!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored,&lt;br /&gt;show's ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;cute you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112973340066618243?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112973340066618243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112973340066618243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112973340066618243'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;the living room is oh-so cold,&lt;br /&gt;and i think even the fishes are asleep!&lt;br /&gt;my sister is on a mini break before her exams,&lt;br /&gt;like since today,until next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eEWWWW LA,&lt;br /&gt;theres this stupid woman singing a song on radio.&lt;br /&gt;eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went seoul garden with arthur and jam.&lt;br /&gt;project prawn,initial prawn.&lt;br /&gt;jam and i came up with really dumb names for the prawn eating session after the main course.&lt;br /&gt;like,ppl eat dessert and we eat prawns.&lt;br /&gt;haahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend was good,&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember if i've blogged about it.&lt;br /&gt;went thebeachhut for breakfast with family,with baby:)&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like blogging about it alr,&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant really remember the details.&lt;br /&gt;HaHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time for me to go t bed,&lt;br /&gt;i've got a test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i got none,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;got nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112964969965810481?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112964969965810481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112964969965810481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112964969965810481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112964969965810481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/emily-hasthevibes-tan-so-im-sitting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112956092447234500</id><published>2005-10-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:55:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;candies are good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was,pretty okay.&lt;br /&gt;haha,was supposed to go back home early to bathe for missbaby.&lt;br /&gt;BUT,mom suddenly decided to bathe her tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;roar!&lt;br /&gt;AND since only shiying and me were left in the class,&lt;br /&gt;we made a super impromtu decision to go window shopping at esprit!&lt;br /&gt;and DAMN man,&lt;br /&gt;they've got super good deals,&lt;br /&gt;30%! 50%! $9.90! and super pretty clothes and skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;and after that we went zara to oogle at kiddy's clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so many other infant clothes!&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;raaah,&lt;br /&gt;i am watching some stefanie sun interview,&lt;br /&gt;while  leeching into someone's wireless connection.&lt;br /&gt;and my TOES are freeeeeeeezing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go read my book and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i love the chivalry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112956092447234500?l=supergirl-.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-6580002.post-112939122701878487</id><published>2005-10-15T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T23:47:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the sha sha shakin &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;flamingoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was good,&lt;br /&gt;supposedly.&lt;br /&gt;hah,was so tired thoughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;though i slept pretty early the previous night,&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the skeleton key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with some of the pso1-ers,and random republicanas here and there.&lt;br /&gt;sat between roy and teeyang,&lt;br /&gt;haha.and roy's super amusing la.&lt;br /&gt;he's like the best brother anyone can have.&lt;br /&gt;roy tan so brotherly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was EVEN better than i thought it'd be!&lt;br /&gt;went to my cousin's place for her baby's 1st month.&lt;br /&gt;SHANE is supersuper cute and punily tiny!&lt;br /&gt;he is super tiny and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and hes got small eyes like mine!hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sure he'd grow up to be a SUPER handsome boy :) :)&lt;br /&gt;i love looking at babies and their every little action,&lt;br /&gt;so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i was super afraid to carry him la,&lt;br /&gt;he looks so super fragile,and looks softer than toilet paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so excited la,&lt;br /&gt;my aunt's giving birth soon!&lt;br /&gt;and they've tentively decided to call him elliot,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see baby elliot when he comes out!&lt;br /&gt;another cousin! weeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday's coming,&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait too.&lt;br /&gt;haahhah :D&lt;br /&gt;16 more days!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeee-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;screaming into the microphones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;just for attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112939122701878487?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112939122701878487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112939122701878487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112939122701878487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112939122701878487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sha-sha-shakin-pink-flamingoes-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112921011711832183</id><published>2005-10-13T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T21:28:37.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sugarcult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;leaving all the fights and all&lt;br /&gt;summer's getting colder&lt;br /&gt;drive all night to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;back to california&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days went by&lt;br /&gt;we waited and i guess we're getting older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't win in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm miles away&lt;br /&gt;turning out your lights&lt;br /&gt;ten different ways i couldn't miss your light&lt;br /&gt;can't do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;wont feel you &lt;em&gt;any more&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112921011711832183?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112921011711832183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112921011711832183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112921011711832183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112921011711832183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sugarcultleaving-all-fights-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112904605990473270</id><published>2005-10-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:54:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the sbs bus chronicles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if anyone has wondered a little more about buses and people we see on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;if you take the same bus long and frequent enough,&lt;br /&gt;i guess you'll start taking notice of the same people that you'd see.&lt;br /&gt;recgonize them and even feel odd if you dont see them for a day.&lt;br /&gt;there're some people that i see on 198/111 so often that they become like the pre-class busmates i'll never get to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,it might sound an awful way to kill time but its true.&lt;br /&gt;i can recgonize the hot woman with short bangs who takes 197 at the bus stop every morning and she must've have TONNES of bags and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;and the bespectacled auntie who takes 198 with me,carries an elephant's weight worth of things to work with the plastic bags and..well,i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN EVEN RECGONIZE THE 198 bus UNCLE LA!&lt;br /&gt;hes got this funny moustache and is super grumpy looking,especially when the bus's super extremely crowded.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,and he looks damn funny when hes irritated. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&gt;: lo&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just too,observant of my surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe im just too bored in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes im sick of repetitive songs on &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;baby,&lt;br /&gt;but well..&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy moments when im in the third person position looking at the world,&lt;br /&gt;it just makes life simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;and i just observed the fact that EVERYONE is asleep except me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the sbs bus chronicles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112904605990473270?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112904605990473270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112904605990473270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112904605990473270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112904605990473270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/10/sbs-bus-chronicles-i-dont-know-if.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112880134824395508</id><published>2005-10-09T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T03:55:49.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;nobody puts baby in a corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays are just superslackandrelac days for me now.&lt;br /&gt;no going out in the day,plus a lot of snoozing/reading/tv-ing.&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing significant enough to blog about nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;school's started..&lt;br /&gt;class was good,no not good.&lt;br /&gt;just good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was sucky la,&lt;br /&gt;SUPER SUPER SUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;well,almost sucky.&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole damn day in school searching bout japanese stuff for cultural blah module.&lt;br /&gt;it can friggin kill me,&lt;br /&gt;with mrHELLO-I-AM-HALF-JAP in my group who talks friggin alot and goes off point.&lt;br /&gt;wow i am totally amazed.&lt;br /&gt;i so want to talk some more about my groupmates,&lt;br /&gt;but im just going to stop there,in case any of my classmates just so happen to pop by.&lt;br /&gt;CAN DIE LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gRAEWREgrsgrigjtorijfo;rfif;qoirj gifng;ijf; ifjegto2i4jtfwi;fjnd f4211 !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;i guess my classmates are pretty okay.&lt;br /&gt;comparing them to zeph's.&lt;br /&gt;i'll seriously die if nobody talks in class.&lt;br /&gt;the fact that everyone's hiding behind their laptops and not talking is already killing me.&lt;br /&gt;like how obsessed can they be,&lt;br /&gt;forever hiding behind their laptops.&lt;br /&gt;graaaaaawr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyecandy watching's been rather hopeful,&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i am so sick la,&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;this has been said so many times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;that im not sure if it matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-112858888254834108</id><published>2005-10-06T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:57:44.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after being in undesired hiatus for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud to announce that im back! weeee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im snugged up at this little corner of rp's library.&lt;br /&gt;leaning on a glass window..&lt;br /&gt;looking at my friends discuss projectpilot scences,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH! new semester was pradheugvdsflwefdnwefjdogvhrgw.&lt;br /&gt;first day was a rollercoaster ride of emotions,&lt;br /&gt;eyecandies plentiful...HA! [and theres even one now at the piano!]&lt;br /&gt;i am in such a wrong mood to blog la,&lt;br /&gt;OHMY,&lt;br /&gt;THE CUTE BOY PLAYS THE PIANO.&lt;br /&gt;X) dazzzzzzzzling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's still good for the first week of semester two,&lt;br /&gt;but a bad thing is that there're only 9 girls in my class,including me.&lt;br /&gt;and that is super sad la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THE GUY IS HOW COOL LA.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE GUYS WHO CAN PLAY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS!&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTESYFARTSYYUMMYWEEZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in the wrong mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;let's star gaze under the cork trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112858888254834108?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6580002.post-112809829885545080</id><published>2005-10-01T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T00:38:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is weird,&lt;br /&gt;my first post in a new skin.&lt;br /&gt;friendster is so freaky because it allows you to see who viewed your profile.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;so boosts your ego and makes you become paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;utter bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after (almost) an eyecandyless month,&lt;br /&gt;i bumped into mr peter at marina on thursday whilst shopping with mum,&lt;br /&gt;and that is how cool and random la.&lt;br /&gt;so i whispered to my mom,who was beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'eh mummy i see that boy every morning in the bus,hes damn cute hor'&lt;br /&gt;'where where'&lt;br /&gt;'ohhh..'&lt;br /&gt;'handsome right handsome right??'&lt;br /&gt;'*smiles and nods*, so handsome got use ah?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,my mom is like how cute la.&lt;br /&gt;oooh,and i saw ian/zeph/roy/teeyang &amp; gerald too!&lt;br /&gt;dying their hair together.&lt;br /&gt;it might sound cool la but it looks damn gay to me.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,ian with foil in his hair...well almost ALL of them with foil in their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with mummy is always fun,&lt;br /&gt;i've been shopping quite a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;and thus causing part of the money in my account running away from me.&lt;br /&gt;but shopping is so addictive,&lt;br /&gt;its like a drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;mr bean's wedding's tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and thats how quick my holidays've ended,&lt;br /&gt;another month of poly life has breezed by..&lt;br /&gt;another semester's starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee wee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pee bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zero one zero seven 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title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112783398051915519</id><published>2005-09-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:13:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;exit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just seems that im online on most nights,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont really blog as often now.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met jam,mossy and mr vain murtabak WHO REMINDED ME NOT TO BE LATE,but woke up SO FRIGGIN LATE HIMSELF.&amp; i bet mirza was a damn happy boy cos he finally got his hands on his (very)belated hairypotter birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped ard with rhoda and she got her pair of yellow single strapped betulas,prettypretty X)&lt;br /&gt;it just feels good to have heart2heart talks with galpals.&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia's brewinggg.hur&lt;br /&gt;i've been punching my pin number quite often these days,&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SAVE FOR THAT PAIR OF PRETTY PAPILLOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping,or rather. window shopping with mossy.&lt;br /&gt;haahha,and made a very impromtu decision to visit sentosa today,&lt;br /&gt;with her classmates.&lt;br /&gt;well they were pretty nice people so it was not that awkward,&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is that I AM TOO DAMN DARK,AND BURNT.&lt;br /&gt;AND IN PAIN ALL OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the busiest days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i've got better things to do than blog now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you smelly balloon head.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112783398051915519?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112783398051915519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112783398051915519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112783398051915519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112783398051915519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/09/exit-it-just-seems-that-im-online-on.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112741275751171593</id><published>2005-09-23T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T02:12:37.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on the contrary to the heavily contented entries recently,&lt;br /&gt;here's a song for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after idling on this page for what seemed like 40 odd minutes&lt;br /&gt;(not to mention the very random msn conversations.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; in my desperate attempt to fish out a decent enough lyric,&lt;br /&gt;i got frustrated and decided&lt;br /&gt;on&lt;br /&gt;the song that appealed to me most,on the page i'm currently on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photograph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did our eyes get so red&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And what the hell is on Joey's head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is where I grew up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think the present owner fixed it up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never knew we'd ever went without&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The second floor is hard for sneaking out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And this is where I went to school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of the time had better things to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Criminal record says I broke in twice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must have done it half a dozen times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if It's too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should i go back and try to graduate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's better now that it was back then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I was them I wouldn't let me in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh oh ohOh god I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember the old arcade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blew every dollar that we ever made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cops seen us hanging out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;said somebody went and burned it down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We used to listen to the radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And sing along with every song we know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We said someday we'd find out how if feels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To sing to more than just the steering wheel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kim's the first girl I kissed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was so nervous that I nearly missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's had a couple of kids since then&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I haven't seen her since god knows when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh oh ohOh god I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every memory of walking out the front door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss that town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss the faces&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't erase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't replace it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss it now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So hard to stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So hard to leave it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could I relive those days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know the one thing that would never change&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed up stanzas created by enter and space keys.&lt;br /&gt;another very long entry.&lt;br /&gt;haahaha,&lt;br /&gt;this is me,trying to shorten the lengthy entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the failed science experiment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02:12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at this photograph&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I do it makes me laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I do it makes me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-6580002.post-112730485110568698</id><published>2005-09-21T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:14:11.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;brain thinks thought wrote &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few days since sunday well,passed in a breeeeeeeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went speed shopping with mom and bought quite some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahhaa.need i say more? :P&lt;br /&gt;ohh yeah,marks &amp; spencers have the most delicious sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's cousin's wedding dinner left me going home with a bagful of thoughts(not a very rare thing)&lt;br /&gt;I SAW SO MANY REPLICAS OF MY GRANDDAD LA,&lt;br /&gt;whom well,passed away when i was young.&lt;br /&gt;well the truth is that my grand-dad had 7 siblings,and most of them looked like each other.so yeah,that left me with replicas of granddad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it somehow brought back the sweet memories i built on with stories of him by my mom/grandma.&lt;br /&gt;haha,i'm pretty shy about mentioning such stuff on theblog.&lt;br /&gt;i've got fascinating stories that i've yet to fully believe in till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ever since i woke up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tueday came in a hurry and left hastily too.&lt;br /&gt;spent half of the morning packing stuff for the chalet,&lt;br /&gt;collecting my lost(but found) ez link card at MND building at tanjong pagar,in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know it existed until tuesday and i bet you didnt either.&lt;br /&gt;headed towards centre point to collect something i bought :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was good sitting around talking about hokkien/cantonese curse phrases and trying to unlock the secret behind it over a meal with mj&amp;jam.&lt;br /&gt;we did have a good laugh.very good other ones too.&lt;br /&gt;jam, you'd better stop DLLMCH-ing,haahahaahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(inhales deeply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i attempted to take a train down to tampines to meet my pso1o1mates at changi chalet.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling a little out of place all of a sudden so i called t.PNGPNG and rushed to bukit gombak to meet her to go for the chalet together.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.it must be a torture reading what i write,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thoughout the night&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to friggin 6 am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet was good,but the ride there was HELL.&lt;br /&gt;so damn far la,but it was definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;gerald/ian/fiz chipped in their share of what happened at OCH last night.&lt;br /&gt;it left me pretty afraid to even bathe/pee but i was feeling okay when time ticked into the first few hours of the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;i still didnt know what really happened but i just hope they're feeling okay or better now.&lt;br /&gt;the wind might just seriously be the howling and the cricket might really be finding a mate so dont think so much into it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AT THE BREAK OF DAWN ON WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of us atttempted to try watching the sunrise by the shores but it never did happen,which was truly a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;but the stories by the shore session was SUPERB. ilike:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY EVENING,SITTING AT HOME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a summary of the humans around [whoops?]:&lt;br /&gt;roy is the most adorable bench sleeper la,haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;gerald is the most tired one awake,pufferfish eyes?&lt;br /&gt;fiz the most bloodshot eyed and powerpuff mulanbadguy&lt;br /&gt;doreen the most blur one ard,hee.&lt;br /&gt;PNGPNG the most high drinker/tai-teeplayer,&lt;br /&gt;dave the changed blue boy,green's hot now X)&lt;br /&gt;zeph the most fascinating funny stories teller.haaha.&amp; im super glad he didnt fart while sitting on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;jess the ever so loving ij-girl.MY FAV ONE.smUACKS:)&lt;br /&gt;teeeeyang the most sober looking drinker,i've heard.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ian who eats the most bloodychickwings i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; LAO DA who still feels intimidating to me.haahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its pretty hard to think on an empty stomach,so may i be excused from more thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chalet was short yet a memorable one.&lt;br /&gt;i'd truly miss MY pso1o1mates a lot,&lt;br /&gt;and the endless doodles of you guys etched on my mind are probably never going to be erased. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is never going to end if i dont stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;iLOVEpso1o1 =)&lt;br /&gt;andmossy,a thousand gazillion &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SMUACKS&lt;/span&gt; FOR you&lt;br /&gt;and jam who loves DDLMCH.&lt;br /&gt;and and dearest mirza who detests cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STILL WEDNESDAY EVENING,OFF TO DINNER EMILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you never seem to run out of things to say,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112730485110568698?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112698252799781916</id><published>2005-09-18T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T02:51:36.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have so much to blog about that i dont know where to start from.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;today just seems like one of those post-depressive-thoughts day.&lt;br /&gt;like when i wake up in the morning from a bad toss-&amp;amp;-turn night i spent thinking about negative stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq at granny's was superb.&lt;br /&gt;i could really feel the lantern festival mood in everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gong gong*&lt;/em&gt; was putting paperclips on errm,rope tied around the lampost and gates,then hanging lit lanterns the little kiddos brought.&lt;br /&gt;might seem a little hard to digest and picture but it was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;and i seriously love the cosy feeling at &lt;em&gt;ahma jia*&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;when everyone's there:the burning lanterns(?!),chao ta chicken wings,eating,talking together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes me feel happy to have a big family gathering,&lt;br /&gt;and yes,i do&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my grandparents,and everyone in the family. =)&lt;br /&gt;we even brought baby there and she was super fierce to my uncle's jack russell pup,lovette.&lt;br /&gt;arrrrh,lovette's such a gem.a very unique grey spotted jack russell pup!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff of the family gathering thinggy,&lt;br /&gt;was on our way back home from &lt;em&gt;ahma jia*&lt;/em&gt; and there was this lil kitten in the middle of the road,like expressway.&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere la,&lt;br /&gt;and there was this bmw that went &lt;em&gt;bang,&lt;/em&gt; straight into the kitty.&lt;br /&gt;i never dared to look into the side mirrors of dad's car to see what has become of the kitty.&lt;br /&gt;squashed probably at the speed of the traveling vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;i looked back at baby and there she was,&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on my lap with a little snoring at irregular intervals,&lt;br /&gt;looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;after adopting baby i realized animals are prolly the most innocent living things ever la.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not all animals but pets.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to me they have like the most innocent looking pair of eyes that just instantly says 'feed me please' or 'can i chew on that toy',&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to describe it but looking at baby makes me feel she just wants to be loved sometimes,thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a break from the reality,&lt;br /&gt;when all it seems is a dog-eat-dog world.&lt;br /&gt;like you still feel theres some bits of compassion/love stuck in the tiniest corners you'd never know you'd go,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you to approach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,i dont know what to say man.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,i dont want to sound cheesy saying 'the vulnerability of life', 'support SPCA,think before u bring me home' or something.&lt;br /&gt;they're too overused i guess.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i've said too much that i cant remember what i wanted to write.&lt;br /&gt;gnites world! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psssst,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously duno what made me want to type funny words like&lt;br /&gt;ahma jia and gong gong .&lt;br /&gt;but well,I FELT LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,translations for ppl who cldnt get it.&lt;br /&gt;ahma jia - granny's house&lt;br /&gt;gongong - granddad&lt;br /&gt;baby - my newly adopted old dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112698252799781916?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112698252799781916/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112671013726322030</id><published>2005-09-14T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T23:03:32.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the telly's my best friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i've been doing for the past few days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:00-10:05&lt;/strong&gt; wake up/wash up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10:05-11:30&lt;/strong&gt; switch on the telly/read papers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:30-11:40&lt;/strong&gt; feed baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11:40-3:00&lt;/strong&gt; TELEVISON/BOOKS/LAPTOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:00-3:20&lt;/strong&gt; shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:20-end of day&lt;/strong&gt; MORE TELEVISION/BOOKS/LAPTOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is very very very very bad,&lt;br /&gt;im going to outlive my very mundane holiday lifestyle soon.&lt;br /&gt;and whats more depressing is nobody ever calls me on my phone,&lt;br /&gt;like i can throw it away already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was like out almost every other day during hols in sec schl,&lt;br /&gt;MAAAAAAAAAAAAAN.&lt;br /&gt;im b o r e d,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pffffffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;i caught laguna beach on mtv today.&lt;br /&gt;new season,wee wee weet.&lt;br /&gt;stephen's still as hot,&lt;br /&gt;with new people in the show,cedric's woo laa laa.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and i stayed up to like 2 last night to watch naked weapon on tv.&lt;br /&gt;friiiiigiin good.&lt;br /&gt;maggieQ is super friggin hot.&lt;br /&gt;and daniel wu is ,as hot as the sun la.&lt;br /&gt;or have i mentioned it already?&lt;br /&gt;i cant even remember.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;i can predict my future posts( for this month at least) is so going to be on what i watch on the telly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah,&lt;br /&gt;and i borrowed four vcds from the vcd shop!&lt;br /&gt;house of fury,the stepford wives,freaky friday and errrrrrm..win a date with tad hamilton.&lt;br /&gt;and bought stuck on you,watched it.&lt;br /&gt;and twas pretty hilarious and cute,sibling love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuzzywuzzy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;adios babies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;teevee teevee here i come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you cant take remote control away from me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112671013726322030?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112671013726322030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112671013726322030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112671013726322030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112671013726322030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/09/tellys-my-best-friend-this-is-what-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112663472813130930</id><published>2005-09-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T02:05:28.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;maybe redemption has stories to tell,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching naked weapon on cable,&lt;br /&gt;wootsy la.&lt;br /&gt;maggieQ is super hot godlike,&lt;br /&gt;daniel wu is,needless to say..scorching hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;went to swensens@ hollandV for jam's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i guess she was pretty happy with the present we made for her,&lt;br /&gt;and the last minute party hat we got at party 'r us.&lt;br /&gt;that place so rocks la,&lt;br /&gt;i want to get halloween stuff from there,&lt;br /&gt;and organize a halloween party on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;ahhahah =)&lt;br /&gt;it'd be so friggin fun,&lt;br /&gt;but everybody else wld be having exams.&lt;br /&gt;buggaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays are,&lt;br /&gt;plain boring.&lt;br /&gt;stayed at home for the past days.&lt;br /&gt;walking around with baby tagging behind.&lt;br /&gt;watching teevee,taking naps,hogging the comp..&lt;br /&gt;nothing very productive.&lt;br /&gt;i needa work man,&lt;br /&gt;i need income!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to shop shop shop&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling like such a bummer at home,&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;FRAAAAAAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaariot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe forgiveness is right where you fell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112663472813130930?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112645237535736507</id><published>2005-09-11T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:26:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the fool on the hill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome awesome day,&lt;br /&gt;brought baby to my granny's and she got intimidated by the my uncle's jackrussell mixed breed pup!&lt;br /&gt;that jackrussel pup is super duper fuper cute la!&lt;br /&gt;damn naughty but so so darn cute,&lt;br /&gt;she bites everything she sees,even my fingers and toes!&lt;br /&gt;my uncle's girlfriend named it lovette but i think its just to weird to call a dog that,&lt;br /&gt;shld prolly call her spotter or something.&lt;br /&gt;shes a grey jackrusell la,like how often'd you even see a grey one.&lt;br /&gt;she looks like a dalmation la! haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohboy,&lt;br /&gt;the pup's super super hyper and playing with her tires me so easily.&lt;br /&gt;BABY is such a pig la,&lt;br /&gt;i've never heard of snoring dogs.&lt;br /&gt;shes like the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wz stayed over on friday night,&lt;br /&gt;and we had jam's present all done.&lt;br /&gt;JAMINE CHUA IF YOU'RE EVER READING THIS U'D BETTER BE GRATEFUL,&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BESTFRIENDS SPENT THE WHOLE NIGHT DOING IT,&lt;br /&gt;LIKE UNTIL 6AM IN THE MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay,&lt;br /&gt;im off to read my book.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112645237535736507?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112645237535736507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;love forever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frawr!&lt;br /&gt;went to nyp with mossy today.&lt;br /&gt;lol,woke up at like what,friggin 6am.&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine taking train to schl next year.&lt;br /&gt;after crashing jam's and wz's schl then i realized rp's no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;rp's so so so so damn small compared to their schools,&lt;br /&gt;like you would never get lost in rp la.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lecture groups are pretty boring,&lt;br /&gt;and its so damn easy to stray away cos nobody bothers.&lt;br /&gt;im feeling a little relieved to be doing my diploma the pbl way,&lt;br /&gt;exam and lecture free.&lt;br /&gt;haha,but ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijie was damn nice to develop the photo jam,wz and i took quite a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;though its in black and white, its super friggin cool la.&lt;br /&gt;with his cooliomajulio camera,&lt;br /&gt;and he developed the photo himself la.&lt;br /&gt;thats really sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;froaawr,im stuck on this page for too damn long.&lt;br /&gt;gotta run!&lt;br /&gt;my book's waiting for me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112611010362502677?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112611010362502677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112611010362502677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112611010362502677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112611010362502677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/09/love-forever-love-is-free-frawr-went.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112600972341842914</id><published>2005-09-06T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T20:28:43.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i've got the magic stik&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;froawr,&lt;br /&gt;its good to be home.&lt;br /&gt;was away in same ol boring malaysia with my family and aunt's.&lt;br /&gt;twas pretty fun but i didnt get to shop much,&lt;br /&gt;we just spent most of our time&lt;br /&gt;eating&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;eating&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and having a teeny weensy bit of fun.&lt;br /&gt;boring boring trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped comms class to go back to kr on friday! =)&lt;br /&gt;twas really really good seeing old friends and the teachers,&lt;br /&gt;and kentridge has sure changed.&lt;br /&gt;the walls outside the science labs look so colourful and pretty now!&lt;br /&gt;teachers' day performance was disgusting la,&lt;br /&gt;except the part when mr koh sang,and when the other teachers sang 'for the longest time'&lt;br /&gt;the rest was total bullshit la.&lt;br /&gt;there was this class who couldnt get retro tunes out of their mind,&lt;br /&gt;and that was like what.the theme two years ago,sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;another group did this really saucy dance,&lt;br /&gt;disgusting la please,like as if they're friggin hot =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marcus is such a easy pleaser fac la.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess all the other facs have seemed to bring down their standards and give As like freebies for daily grades.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thats a good thing! =)&lt;br /&gt;ohboy,im sure gonna miss pso1o1,&lt;br /&gt;like im missing 4/5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am going to miss that leaf-less tree outside block s more i tell you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112600972341842914?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112600972341842914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112600972341842914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112600972341842914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112600972341842914'/><link rel='alternate' 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spent.&lt;br /&gt;shopping with jam at artfriend,&lt;br /&gt;jb trip with jay and zeph.&lt;br /&gt;making gifts and feeling like charlie while jam and wz became ooompas.lol XD&lt;br /&gt;111 !!&lt;br /&gt;and well,much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies and one semester's ended.&lt;br /&gt;so fast huh.&lt;br /&gt;it seems like only (as cliche as it may sound) yesterday that i just stepped into pso1o1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the endless inside jokes,&lt;br /&gt;porn(?) videos,&lt;br /&gt;really really dumb inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;hairy chest mr bean,&lt;br /&gt;biased backside fac,&lt;br /&gt;tataa young,&lt;br /&gt;the screechers,&lt;br /&gt;the slackers and sleepers,&lt;br /&gt;the really sweet boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;the super nice people who buy sweets and share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the recently formed,&lt;br /&gt;YOUNG &amp; DANGEROUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,just like what i've written in my rj.&lt;br /&gt;pso1o1's just like a box of crayons.&lt;br /&gt;with crayons of different height,length,texture,colour and characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;i never believed in the unity of pso1o1 before,i never thought it existed.&lt;br /&gt;but well,&lt;br /&gt;it proved to in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first semester was a helluva fun ride.&lt;br /&gt;and being in pso1o1 was,super extremely exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovepso1o1 =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112558279763193159?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112558279763193159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112558279763193159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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love-hate relationship with technology.&lt;br /&gt;saw jam popping up on my msn list and immmmeeediately asked her out!&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to window shop but we ended up buying some really nice accessories from a jamaicanized shop with portraits of bob marley all around.&lt;br /&gt;they're really cool and not to mention,cheap. =)&lt;br /&gt;hurhur XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went citylink,marinasquare and suntec.&lt;br /&gt;hectic afternoon but very vERY well spent.&lt;br /&gt;ended our shoppy having dinner at nydc,&lt;br /&gt;saw audrey! friend of jess' i met at her party.&lt;br /&gt;twas so nice of her(and her manager) for that scoop of macademia nut ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;and 15% off the bill.&lt;br /&gt;really really sweet of her. X)&lt;br /&gt;and partly thanks to prettyflower jaminechua.&lt;br /&gt;for being ohso adorable enough to ask for a refill.&lt;br /&gt;haahahahha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw yunzhi on the trainride back home!&lt;br /&gt;and he so doesnt look uzzy now.&lt;br /&gt;hes so friggin skinny la!&lt;br /&gt;haaha,stress kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;zeph and jay are like the most marvy ppl to talk to late at night.&lt;br /&gt;jay's got great doodles of d***heads and **ss*faces.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; zeph's accident story was super entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,purple colour ezlink card in lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;coolio majulio la.&lt;br /&gt;both of em' are like the funniest people around.&lt;br /&gt;ahaahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i guess i shld go back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;ffraaaaawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;em&gt;face&lt;/em&gt;/crowded&lt;em&gt;place&lt;/em&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dont know what to &lt;em&gt;do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i'll never be with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112516358624596690?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112516358624596690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112516358624596690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112516358624596690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112516358624596690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/deep-and-meaningless-day-was-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112511754579798702</id><published>2005-08-27T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T12:39:05.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; cheap thrill-ed &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the first time i saw EYECANDY in school,&lt;br /&gt;after the first first time i saw him and realized he was cute.&lt;br /&gt;twice some more.&lt;br /&gt;even zeph thinks hes cute!&lt;br /&gt;very untypical but ,haahah =)&lt;br /&gt;EYECANDY's super cute when playing soccer,&lt;br /&gt;though the view isnt very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and!&lt;br /&gt;we saw edwin ball room dancing ytd with a hot fac,&lt;br /&gt;haahaa.bet he was SUPER embarassed when he saw us fiddling with the annexe hall's automated door. hurhur=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr,&lt;br /&gt;thursday was well spent,&lt;br /&gt;went to this talk at marine parade cc.&lt;br /&gt;the necessary stage or sth.some non provide organisation.&lt;br /&gt;the place was way cool,just like how my aunt's company was.&lt;br /&gt;COOLIO MAJULIO&lt;br /&gt;after the talk,we went to the props room&lt;br /&gt;and had some good ol fun with the costumes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHH XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to post some pictures&lt;br /&gt;but im still figuring out a way to.&lt;br /&gt;haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;twas damn damn fun and funny X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,&lt;br /&gt;i've got stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;will try to post some piccas later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any kentridgeans have any idea when are they celebrating tchers' day?&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112489566131317532</id><published>2005-08-24T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:01:01.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;mr bean's getting married!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how exciting la!&lt;br /&gt;my vb fac aka mr bean's getting married and hes iniviting our class!&lt;br /&gt;how nice right =]&lt;br /&gt;my classmates love to embarrass me la,like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;especially gerald and teresa,(YES YOU.PNG)&lt;br /&gt;i WONT 'i object' dramatically when you think i would,&lt;br /&gt;and i am definitely not the bride please.&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to feel abit sad,cos we're going to split class.&lt;br /&gt;the free flow of side splitting jokes in class.&lt;br /&gt;POWERPACK jIGAJACK la! haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,mr bean is so nice to invite us,&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact we bully him in class.&lt;br /&gt;im so psyched to see his bride,&lt;br /&gt;she prolly looks like mr bean's cute girlfriend too.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres it for now,&lt;br /&gt;younger sister NEEDS/WANTS/BEGGING to use the comp.&lt;br /&gt;nincomppooooooot =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112489566131317532?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112489566131317532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt; beanie beano beanino &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaawr!&lt;br /&gt;class's been good,esp today's science.&lt;br /&gt;totally fab,without biased mr chan ard.&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings but,arhh..nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr bean's class tmr!&lt;br /&gt;happy aahh.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr.&lt;br /&gt;my mind's been rather chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;mum's pomeranian and the mixed breed pup at my granny's ytd.&lt;br /&gt;that lil pup stole my heart la.&lt;br /&gt;so ffriggin cute.&lt;br /&gt;my mom stubbornly wants to keep that pomeranian her friend wants to give away,&lt;br /&gt;but which dumbass gives away a dog they've been keeping for like 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;weird ass.and that woman keeps wanting to bring that pomeranian here and delaying.&lt;br /&gt;since friday until now,&lt;br /&gt;i dont think it'll ever come la.&lt;br /&gt;friggin bunch of liars.&lt;br /&gt;everybody lies,here,there &amp; everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;i realize im talking like an angsty little kid now.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously,&lt;br /&gt;who wouldnt be sad like an angsty kid after being the victim of everybody's disappointing acts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's so troubled.&lt;br /&gt;tresses,pets,life,people,school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the weather's screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go read my book ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112472694974063508?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112472694974063508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112472694974063508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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MR PETEYboy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;petey's epitaph;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the world bleeds us,&lt;br /&gt;No one will forgotten the green&lt;br /&gt;Undercover soft furry leaves&lt;br /&gt;"I just wanted the edge like you"&lt;br /&gt;Peteyboy shows you how to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peteyboy 111&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was the best out of all of us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll miss watering you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my plump petey and its deadly needles.&lt;br /&gt;plump pokey petey.&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burke kindly wrote the epitaph,&lt;br /&gt;thanks baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;none of my pets live over like,&lt;br /&gt;a few months under my hands.&lt;br /&gt;EVEN a plant commited suicide.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;what did i do wrong man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;always gaining,never losing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112447124010205510?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112447124010205510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112447124010205510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112447124010205510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112447124010205510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/where-art-thou.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112438030934907579</id><published>2005-08-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:51:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;mrPETEY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;im super super excited!&lt;br /&gt;mom's friend is giving us a pup,&lt;br /&gt;and her son just sent us the picture!&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;cute little pomeranian,or something furry just like a furball.&lt;br /&gt;so damn cute little FURBALL,&lt;br /&gt;cutesy little FURBALL.&lt;br /&gt;i like that FURBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously afraid,&lt;br /&gt;cos all the pets i had before died.&lt;br /&gt;the rabbitS,the terrapins,the hamsters,the goldfishes,the guppies.&lt;br /&gt;and now my mrPETEY the cactus is shrinkinngg!&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwd.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont deny the fact my house isnt a good place for plants cos there isnt&lt;br /&gt;good enough sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;i hope mrPETEY doesnt die man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVE PETEY, LIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaa,&lt;br /&gt;im pretty paranoid these days.&lt;br /&gt;like to repeat things,&lt;br /&gt;again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;havent been seeing eyecandy lately,&lt;br /&gt;one semester left to see eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sta boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praaaah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;sobsessed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112438030934907579?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112438030934907579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112438030934907579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112438030934907579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112438030934907579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/mrpetey-waaaaaaah-im-super-super.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112403717473810597</id><published>2005-08-15T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T00:32:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spin around me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like a dream we played out on this movie screen;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was clearing my drawer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i found this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;something that i picked out from a book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that i was reading some time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it made some sense to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heres what it said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love was meant to be wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;films and books said so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but in real life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love was awful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;truly &lt;em&gt;awful&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only worked if the person you loved fell in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like romeo &amp;amp; juliet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you never heard about the girl down the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who never took notice of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;only Juliet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because she loved him back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt fair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it just wasnt fair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boy-free zone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;veronica bennett&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretend that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112403717473810597?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112394983937928305</id><published>2005-08-13T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T00:22:48.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;you're so fine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you blow my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun,&lt;br /&gt;comms class was super interesting.&lt;br /&gt;we conducted surveys for the re-publising of an obscene flyer.&lt;br /&gt;twas damn bloody fun la.&lt;br /&gt;we even surveyed my super nice vb fac.&lt;br /&gt;whom everybody thinks i have a crush on,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LA.&lt;br /&gt;HIS (%*$&amp; HOW *!#$% CAN.&lt;br /&gt;THE AMOUNT OF ^#$% CAN BLIND YOUR EYES AHH.&lt;br /&gt;AAHAHAHA ;x&lt;br /&gt;damn rude and un-emily la.&lt;br /&gt;but...thats not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent after school with wz!&lt;br /&gt;at our (?) all time fav westcoast hawker eating &lt;em&gt;yu pian mi fen &lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;twas super nice meeting wz,&lt;br /&gt;and talking talking non stop.&lt;br /&gt;about her brother,and the other 8 brothers of her brother. haa!&lt;br /&gt;and funny people in school.&lt;br /&gt;went to macs to get drinks and goof around,&lt;br /&gt;i realize surfing friendster with a friend is better than to try to poke fun at ppl at town.&lt;br /&gt;aahahah.&lt;br /&gt;with wind-in-the-hair pictures and cutesy poses.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today too, was fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;very well spent,&lt;br /&gt;though it'd would have been better if i went to supper with auggy.&lt;br /&gt;haha but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;met rhoda for lunch,&lt;br /&gt;and a little window shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just fun to have such 'updating' talks,&lt;br /&gt;and discuss(very formal word but true) about life.&lt;br /&gt;its might seem to be very casual and mundane details,&lt;br /&gt;but its just exciting talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;especially to people you treasure.&lt;br /&gt;like you'd want to let them know even the tiniest details of your life.&lt;br /&gt;its weird,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know what to add on.&lt;br /&gt;haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into merv and his friend!&lt;br /&gt;ended up going to national library with rhoda to meet her friends,&lt;br /&gt;and merv and me left cos we felt it wasnt very fun at the refrence books section.&lt;br /&gt;cos everybody else was doing work and it was so quiet.&lt;br /&gt;so when we were leaving,&lt;br /&gt;we took the lift,which was very fast.very very in fact.&lt;br /&gt;and was made of glass.so the view was.niiiiiice :)&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel like as if i was falling down from duno how many storeys at first.&lt;br /&gt;haahaah.&lt;br /&gt;and it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;that we took it up to the 14th floor,&lt;br /&gt;and went down to the 1st agaain.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;a lil dumb la but its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the family tree and ancestor searching exhibit looked really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;imagine plotting your own family tree,&lt;br /&gt;getting to know your ancestors.&lt;br /&gt;coolio majulio la !&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it'd be damn hard la for me.&lt;br /&gt;how many other TANs are there in singapore alone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrrgh,&lt;br /&gt;today's entry is full of details.&lt;br /&gt;too lengthy.&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;whatever!&lt;br /&gt;msn timeee!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont think i'd see you again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we shared a moment that would last till the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112394983937928305?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112368943782649605</id><published>2005-08-10T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T00:00:45.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ATTLE WITH THE &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i was about to sit down,&lt;br /&gt;blog about my day and go to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;mr BEE zoomed &lt;i&gt;back&lt;/i&gt; into my room,&lt;br /&gt;(after pushing it out of my room with pieces of paper)&lt;br /&gt;buzzing away like its found a pot of honey.&lt;br /&gt;and irritating the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either my room looks like a beehive,&lt;br /&gt;or my room smells sweet.&lt;br /&gt;haaha.&lt;br /&gt;damn the bee la,&lt;br /&gt;its seriously irritating.&lt;br /&gt;grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;caught bewitched* with arthur today!&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,&lt;br /&gt;arthur is like the best storyteller in the world la.&lt;br /&gt;his stories crack me up like an earthquake !haha&lt;br /&gt;haahaah.&lt;br /&gt;from stupid boy fights to spitting.&lt;br /&gt;cooliomajulio la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;the show was really good.&lt;br /&gt;funny! =)&lt;br /&gt;nicole kidman's really pretty,&lt;br /&gt;and the nose twitching thang's really cool!&lt;br /&gt;i'd be excited to watch a modern version of the old bewitched series.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;reruns on hallmark'd be good for now.&lt;br /&gt;haha =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously tired,&lt;br /&gt;need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope the bee doesnt sting me when im asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no nono no baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no nono no dont lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112368943782649605?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112368943782649605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112368943782649605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112368943782649605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112368943782649605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/battle-with-bee-just-when-i-was-about.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112361187264130522</id><published>2005-08-10T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T02:24:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;millions of peaches peaches for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;millions of peaches peaches for free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught this song,peaches by presidents of the usa&lt;br /&gt;funnily lame,&lt;br /&gt;haahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was scorching la,&lt;br /&gt;twas damn super hot at marina just now.&lt;br /&gt;so now,&lt;br /&gt;i have sunkissed cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to that great ball of fire.&lt;br /&gt;and marlene and i were furiously looking out for cuties in uniform,&lt;br /&gt;(under the weather)&lt;br /&gt;trying to satisfy her fetish for men in uniform.&lt;br /&gt;haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;shes one funny girl la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks were spectacular,&lt;br /&gt;this time better than the preview.&lt;br /&gt;cos we had fireworks on the left,from the padang.&lt;br /&gt;also on the right,from marina.&lt;br /&gt;and the view was,&lt;br /&gt;gorgeously supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,or however u spell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the atmosphere was pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;i was seated at a position where ppl were rather quiet.&lt;br /&gt;not very psyched but i had fun la.&lt;br /&gt;minimal level of fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im writing in such a weird way it is so not me..&lt;br /&gt;its so damn late.&lt;br /&gt;am still thinking about wz's lecture tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so so &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;d rain ed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rolly pollly fish heads&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112361187264130522?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112361187264130522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112361187264130522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112361187264130522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112361187264130522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/millions-of-peaches-peaches-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112352391688747161</id><published>2005-08-09T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T01:58:36.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;theres nobody u should blame when love dwindles away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the past few days passed really quick,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught charlie and the chocolate factory with my aunt and hubby on satuday,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp; wedding crashers on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;movie weekend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;charlie n the choco factory was funny,yet sadistic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;johnny depp looked damn freaky in that show,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i guess he looks freaky in all films he does with tim burton.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking forward to the corpse bride! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wedding crashers was just downright funny and full of shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i liiike! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;owen wilson is old,but hot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gawwwwwd,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they're constantly playing reach out for the skies on the radio today,and yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;trying to arouse some national day moods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haah,wrong word.but whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashed jam's poa lecture with chellefishtan in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaa,caught my cousin and played a little prank on him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;damn fun =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i feel a lil weird bloggin on my laptop,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my comp at home seems to be showing me tantrums.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but its been like that all along,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grumpy old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went back to school to help them with the fiming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;was really pissed and fed up with everyone and their itsy bitsy comments,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks huh,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have like the best classmates in the whole wide world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gerald was telling me i was being super frank,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my words hurt sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but seriously,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wouldnt poke back if not provoked,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i was playing along with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;if they assumed i could take their mean nasty comments , &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i assumed they cld take my sarcasm too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no offence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just felt like saying what i wanted to say today.&lt;br /&gt;u'retotal bullshit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass signing thing's tmr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've yet to practise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gonna get hand tied tomorrow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nevermind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;got cute leader who'd lead..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;huruhr =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy40thbirthday singapore :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because it never promised to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112352391688747161?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112352391688747161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112352391688747161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112352391688747161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112352391688747161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/theres-nobody-u-should-blame-when-love.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112330954011924939</id><published>2005-08-06T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:25:40.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:hertroubledtresses@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hertroubledtresses@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letting go of ai_mei_li77 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because..&lt;br /&gt;old never go,&lt;br /&gt;new never come.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how still cheena of me.&lt;br /&gt;ADD ME people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112330954011924939?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112330954011924939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112330954011924939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112330954011924939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112330954011924939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/hertroubledtresseshotmail.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112300103927896333</id><published>2005-08-03T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:28:52.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>burke wrote this for peteyboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111boy Peter Tan's personal daily horoscope&lt;br /&gt;2nd August 2005&lt;br /&gt;LEO&lt;br /&gt;Happy second day of adoption petey! Stop seeing yourself as second banana. First of all your not even a banana petey boy, you're a top choice specially picked Ikea born cacti. I know you may be a little confused, but chill alright? You're the pick of the bunch, and you deserve this very excellent opportunity that's coming down the line.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure the powers that be know you want in. I'm sure you understand peteryboytan111. your such a cute little Leo cactus, yes you are, yes you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Cosmo Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a feeling she has a crystal ball which shows the future.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112300103927896333?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112300103927896333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112300103927896333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112300103927896333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112300103927896333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/08/burke-wrote-this-for-peteyboy-111boy.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112282084857926181</id><published>2005-07-31T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:40:48.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;people are starting to look like north pole and south pole magnets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self-explanatory,&lt;br /&gt;no need to explain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ndPreview was good,awesome,powerful,&lt;br /&gt;absolutely any positive comment you can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks were wow-ingly spectacularly beautiful  (:&lt;br /&gt;though i'd love to spend 9thAugust with wz and raphael like previous year,&lt;br /&gt;singing patriotic songs,watching the parade,enjoying the crowd,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;loving the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the crowd this year was good too,&lt;br /&gt;but just not as hyper.&lt;br /&gt;gerald loves to sing and i was beside him so yeah,&lt;br /&gt;twas fun to sing-a-long with the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;immerse in the patriotism and drown in the songs.&lt;br /&gt;as usual,&lt;br /&gt;emily screens for cuties and never fails to find one or two.&lt;br /&gt;what a wonderful worldl(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing uniquely you doesnt seem so hard,&lt;br /&gt;the signing of majulah seems so much easier!&lt;br /&gt;so fun!&lt;br /&gt;oh rights,&lt;br /&gt;no more sri lanka for emily this september.&lt;br /&gt;guess i screwed up the interview.&lt;br /&gt;hawhaw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;i&gt;valentin&lt;/i&gt; on hallmark a couple days ago,&lt;br /&gt;this foreign film bout this boy who's mom abandoned him,&lt;br /&gt;he lives with his grandma,who eventually passed away;&lt;br /&gt;and he found happiness when he brought together his friend and dad's ex.&lt;br /&gt;pretty touching show..i like.&lt;br /&gt;darn cute lil' boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also...&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;b&gt;the girl next door&lt;/b&gt; at my grannnnnny's just now.&lt;br /&gt;was abit of a pornie but twas damn funny,&lt;br /&gt;with elisha cuthbert and emile hirsch.&lt;br /&gt;emile hirsch hot hot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrggh,&lt;br /&gt;off to bed now!&lt;br /&gt;cognitive tmr,&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;lollipopPOP(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112282084857926181?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-112256492498863861</id><published>2005-07-28T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T23:35:24.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;emily you so smart huh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was wondering where the hell shan went,&lt;br /&gt;cos i didnt seem to hear him on my radio.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED,&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY TUNED MY RADIO TO POWER98 INSTEAD OF PERFECT10&lt;br /&gt;emily so smart aah,&lt;br /&gt;so i spent a WHOLE week wondering where shan went,&lt;br /&gt;only to find out...&lt;br /&gt;some kuku switched channel on my radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emily you so damn smart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science ut tmr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; emily you're so damn dead.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-112230061372166642</id><published>2005-07-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T22:10:13.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught redcandy with classmates today,plus bo and new target. wootsy&lt;br /&gt;hahaahaha&lt;br /&gt;twas pretty scary with sudden attacks on your shoulders,tissue paper in your ears,&lt;br /&gt;and screaming twenty-one year olds(zeph!) beside you.&lt;br /&gt;wicked i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,the show was..good,like any other typical scary flick.&lt;br /&gt;long hair girl,shrieky laughter,tortured little souls and the whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company was goooooooood(:&lt;br /&gt;zeph is such a talk cock king,&lt;br /&gt;was telling him how weird my parents are and he replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;I sumtimes at home also damn stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[and you thought hes like another abused child on the posters...]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve been locked inside that house; all while you hold the key says:&lt;br /&gt;haha stress for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;the air con too cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve been locked inside that house; all while you hold the key says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAA OUT OF POINT LA CAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;vomit blood la can!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the silent plea &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this's even funnier..hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, i go home,i lock myself in my room, and cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;u all everytime say i horny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;but in real, i m actually a too nice person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;then say me old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeph says:&lt;br /&gt;but in real i m young at heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,&lt;br /&gt;oh oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;goooooodnights babies!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; it just cant get any better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112230061372166642?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112230061372166642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112230061372166642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112230061372166642'/><link rel='self' 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shitty solution,&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;other teams who had teamies going out since the start of 2nd breakout did even better than the five of us who stayed back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrrrrrrrrrgh,&lt;br /&gt;another C's charging my way...&lt;br /&gt;too tired to think of what to do,what to write for rj and shit.&lt;br /&gt;dont even feel like meeting arthur and gang after school today,&lt;br /&gt;just want to go home and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;been sleeping early/taking naps for the previous days,&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder why the perpetual exhaustion i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weisheng's been sending me nice songs,&lt;br /&gt;and im so soaked in to old songs.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;woo oo ooo ooo ooo baby please dont go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sixthpresentations are boring pfts.&lt;br /&gt;the previous two days were lollipop-less,darns!&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to chen's big mouth curse,roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im upset,&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shalll stop,&lt;br /&gt;mr bean's staring.&lt;br /&gt;O,O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112201714662404181?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112201714662404181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112201714662404181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112201714662404181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112201714662404181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/ae-super-slack-day-today-didnt-even.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112178167685871246</id><published>2005-07-19T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:01:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;johnny be good &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling rather queasy these days,&lt;br /&gt;hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;had 'debate' for communications lesson today!&lt;br /&gt;fun fun ;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow everybody seems to be anticipating something exciting to happen,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;days're getting less and less fun.&lt;br /&gt;no more class outings to moovies/bowling sessions,&lt;br /&gt;like how aww.&lt;br /&gt;instead,im having more and more bitching sesssions with teresa.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell la that stupid woman.&lt;br /&gt;say i irritating.&lt;br /&gt;go to hell la you pngpngpngPNG.&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSSSSSTTT!&lt;br /&gt;murtabak buddy!shall meet up with you soon!&lt;br /&gt;i bet you cant wait to get ur paws on the half blood prince!&lt;br /&gt;QUICK QUICK FIX A DAAAATE!&lt;br /&gt;missing you and your ck boxers loads!(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lollipop for MY eyes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new lollipop alert!&lt;br /&gt;trippppppp111e one rocks like seriously&lt;br /&gt;eyecandies aboard,&lt;br /&gt;aplenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont tell you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacy's a sugarpluum la,&lt;br /&gt;she sms-es me (or rather everyone) nice goodnight msgs.&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to like her more and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;lollipop&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112178167685871246?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112178167685871246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112178167685871246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112178167685871246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112178167685871246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/johnny-be-good-been-feeling-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112144760582184177</id><published>2005-07-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T01:13:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the greatest thing you'll learn is just to love,&lt;br /&gt;and be loved in return &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;caught first half of &lt;i&gt;moulin rouge&lt;/i&gt; in school today!&lt;br /&gt;and the second half of it at home.&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;pretty good show,&lt;br /&gt;i like!&lt;br /&gt;ewan mcgregor is hothot!&lt;br /&gt;the show ended up really sad,&lt;br /&gt;nicole kidman died of some blood-coughing disease.&lt;br /&gt;tuberculosis?&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meatball-ed &amp; chick wing-ed with png again today,&lt;br /&gt;queenstown is like my 2nd home now la.&lt;br /&gt;since its so near school and has nice food.&lt;br /&gt;havent been to the west coast market for like a veryvery LONG time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is very boring yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roaaaaaaaaaar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesyes!&lt;br /&gt;went queensway with mommy&amp;amp; elaine ytd!&lt;br /&gt;bought 3 t&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;ee&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;s (;&lt;br /&gt;happppppppppy la can !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeee weeeeeeeeeeeeee weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaanyhows,&lt;br /&gt;gooodnight elves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sing a song for me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112144760582184177?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112144760582184177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112144760582184177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112144760582184177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112144760582184177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/greatest-thing-youll-learn-is-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112110076730848462</id><published>2005-07-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:52:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;you lost me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Birthdate: October 31&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday suggests that you are a good organizer and manager, an energetic and dependable worker; attributes often showing success in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;Serious and sincere, you have the patience and determination necessary to accomplish a great deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your approach can be original, but often rigid and stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;Sensitivity may be present, but feeling are likely to be repressed.&lt;br /&gt;You are good with detail and insist on accuracy, but at times scatter energies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical thinker, but not without imagination.&lt;br /&gt;You love travel and don't like to live alone.&lt;br /&gt;You should probably marry early, for responsibility is necessary for your stability.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty funny and random thing wz sent me.&lt;br /&gt;analysis of my character and whatnot based on birthday.&lt;br /&gt;pretty accurate and.. yeah,&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;responsibility is NOT necessary for my stability la.&lt;br /&gt;weirddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Irish Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/irish-name.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eva Joyce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/irishnamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Irish Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaaa,the green thinggy is damn cute la can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eva joyce sounds so girlywirly la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;irish are cute,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp. shan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wee weee weee wee wee wee weee weee weee weee weee weee weee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i tore up roy's copy,or whoever's copy of &lt;i&gt;today&lt;/i&gt; with julian hee on the cover,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and slipped it under the screen of my laaaaptop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;roar(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very cute you(;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112110076730848462?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112110076730848462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112110076730848462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112110076730848462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112110076730848462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-lost-me-your-birthdate-october-31.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112101480777886764</id><published>2005-07-11T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T01:00:07.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you just made my heart do a somersault down a cliff;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112101480777886764?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112101480777886764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112101480777886764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112101480777886764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112101480777886764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/you-just-made-my-heart-do-somersault.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112093416128404522</id><published>2005-07-10T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T02:36:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;drain you of my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seems to pass so fast,&lt;br /&gt;the last time i blogged was on wednesday and now its sunday already.&lt;br /&gt;mandie's party tmr and im wondering to go or not,though i've already told doreen i'll prolly be going.&lt;br /&gt;but i so feel like going to grandma's.&lt;br /&gt;raaaah.&lt;br /&gt;and its at pasir bloody ris.&lt;br /&gt;so far la can. X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went steamboat-ing at marina with roy png tyang doreen and ian on friday.&lt;br /&gt;seriously steamboating at marina disgusts me totally,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know but i just got super turned off at how the food looked.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy's really a nice guy,i mean like really,&lt;br /&gt;he totally reminds me of the ashley and youfu. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and like what png said (which i reckon was pretty true)&lt;br /&gt;he makes other guys look inferior when they're put beside him,&lt;br /&gt;not him making other guys inferior but his character and him being nice.&lt;br /&gt;which clearly outshines other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roy's just a brother everybody wants to have.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked to see his sis's name on the nfs name list la.&lt;br /&gt;like how nice would your brother be to let you use his laptop to play games,&lt;br /&gt;haaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; as for you:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ure so fake,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even barbie seems more real than you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whooopedee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112093416128404522?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112093416128404522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112093416128404522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112093416128404522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112093416128404522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/drain-you-of-my-heart-im-puzzled.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112066372722433449</id><published>2005-07-06T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:28:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;just like stained glass&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather's just right for roasting chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaawr,&lt;br /&gt;havent been updating this little space of mine the on www.&lt;br /&gt;been rather busy with school and tests that drive you up the wall,&lt;br /&gt;science test today was,super difficult and i dont think i can even pass it.&lt;br /&gt;got back cognitive test scripts on monday and ohboy,&lt;br /&gt;it was so secondary school cos we did the test on paper when we usually did it online.&lt;br /&gt;so i got back my paper and saw 8 /20.&lt;br /&gt;demoralizing score la, haahaaa! but ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a B+ [which's a grade below A] for enterprise which was,good enough for me alr! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for tests and scores.&lt;br /&gt;raaah,&lt;br /&gt;been thinking a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;about everything actually.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,i think quite alot on a normal basis but i've been thinking more than i usually do recently.&lt;br /&gt;trying to finish &lt;i&gt;the family way&lt;/i&gt;,though im nowhere near to half of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got so much to say i dont know where to begin and this is getting very very messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont really know much about myself,and how others percieve me.&lt;br /&gt;i somehow realise im either not very willing to open up to my classmates/friends in rp OR im still living in a world of yellow and grey.&lt;br /&gt;it may seem to be so long ago but sometimes, when you get stuck in a new environment all you want is something comforting and familiar.&lt;br /&gt;im really envious of those who've got their budds with them together in rp,or any other school.&lt;br /&gt;it just seems more cosy and fuzzy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; looking at the world with your naked eyes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the fun and cheery entries.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;silly&lt;/s&gt; emily will come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnites world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112066372722433449?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/112066372722433449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=112066372722433449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112066372722433449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/112066372722433449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-like-stained-glass-weathers-just.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-112023801516848849</id><published>2005-07-02T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:19:27.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;help me forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;your&lt;/s&gt; name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar!&lt;br /&gt;today was a powerpack filled day.&lt;br /&gt;spend my late afternoon PIGGING out with namei!&lt;br /&gt;yummers ;]&lt;br /&gt;exchanged funny stories of irritating people from sp and annoying idiots from rp.&lt;br /&gt;sounds a lil too bitchy for namei but I guess mirza's finally found a disciple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Laughed (at) passer-bys,commented on ridiculous dressing( &amp; peacock-backside like fringe) and super short white mini-skirts being bitchy(quote source:namei)&lt;br /&gt;stupidly(&amp;amp; desperately) bored we might've sounded,&lt;br /&gt;but haha.&lt;br /&gt;it is &lt;i&gt;genuinely&lt;/i&gt; SERIOUS fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to rush home from mid-lunchdinner,&lt;br /&gt;transported together with sister to evil tuition teacher's place.&lt;br /&gt;I left,walked home from ave4,&lt;br /&gt;which is relatively far/near(i dont know)&lt;br /&gt;from home.&lt;br /&gt;was happily singing along with tunes of greenbaby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(*sings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"she loves you yeahhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaah yeahhhhhhhh" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking the path we used to run for 2.4 at the old school.&lt;br /&gt;saw tangGuo(gasps!) and john outside the nursery.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;[shocked,WOW-ed,heart-skipped-(fill in an integer)-times,excited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a lucky girl indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[details shallnt be published to protect the unexciting private life of the idiot who wrote this.&lt;br /&gt;come ask me ask me if you're THAT kaypoh. :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(*inhales deeply)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;another completed entry marks the arrival of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mR skinnanta clotanus(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-112014595628848821</id><published>2005-06-30T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T23:39:16.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i'll be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;these five words i swear to you\&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a lot like&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; was sweet,&lt;br /&gt;super super nice=)&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY NICE,&lt;br /&gt;though people've asked me not to watch it as i'd waste my bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but whatever,&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was ayee okay and pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeyang's making my mouse slog like a mad cow now,&lt;br /&gt;asking me to write names for his friends to use as msn display pics.&lt;br /&gt;have written like more than 6 tonight.&lt;br /&gt;and ive spent the whole time online trying to do it.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;i should seriously start charging people for it,&lt;br /&gt;imagine how much money i can earn man.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeshers,&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much to say to &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; but i just dont know where to start and where to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,mossie.&lt;br /&gt;if you're ever reading this.&lt;br /&gt;im not offended or even displeased bout yer bloggie!&lt;br /&gt;in fact im more than happy u have one!&lt;br /&gt;haaha,hope you love the alotlike&lt;3 thinggy i made,&lt;br /&gt;more to come yes?&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it hurts me baby,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yes it does.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-112014595628848821?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' 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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-6580002.post-111997282157297720</id><published>2005-06-28T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T23:54:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>l.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;use the force,luke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;borrowed &lt;em&gt;a new hope&lt;/em&gt; from rp library ytd and it was superb!&lt;br /&gt;like supergood.&lt;br /&gt;and young mark hamill is damn hothothot la.&lt;br /&gt;so is harrison ford.&lt;br /&gt;and chewie is damn cutecute.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think r2-d2 and c3po are gay la.&lt;br /&gt;haaha,c3po's damn cute when r2-d2's injured cus he talked bout donating his innards to r2-d2.&lt;br /&gt;how loveydovey and gayey like bert and ernie uh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anticipated the 'luke wa si lin lao pei' part a lot cos Arthur said it'd be in this episode but it darth ol vader didn't confess to luke bout being his daddy.&lt;br /&gt;but ohwell! rplibrary has the &lt;em&gt;empire strikes back&lt;/em&gt; and i am so going to snatch it off the rack tmr after returning&lt;em&gt; a new hope&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starwars is making me so so so excited!&lt;br /&gt;haahaha =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;may the force be with all of you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111997282157297720?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111997282157297720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111997282157297720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class.&lt;br /&gt;he totally cracks me up,&lt;br /&gt;even more than jay.&lt;br /&gt;he brings a container of fruits to school everyday la.&lt;br /&gt;like how cute la can.&lt;br /&gt;even gerald thinks hes cool!&lt;br /&gt;this is so,open.&lt;br /&gt;but i do hope my rp friends wld never come across this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WENZHI! if you're here with me u'll have a crush on this teacher like we used to crush on mr fuad also!&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaah,swoony.&lt;br /&gt;i openly declare my crushees here in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;thats like so &lt;i&gt;naked&lt;/i&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;i realise i've been crushing on older men,&lt;br /&gt;that is bad man.&lt;br /&gt;im not even crushing la,they're like celeb crushes see.&lt;br /&gt;the jap guy lookalike at the bus stop,edwin tam.&lt;br /&gt;people i look up to.haahaa&lt;br /&gt;total bullshit can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only two.&lt;br /&gt;haha =p&lt;br /&gt;btw the jap guy-lookalike is seriously hot hot hot,&lt;br /&gt;like pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;even hotter ah!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okiedoks,&lt;br /&gt;enough of hot people on the face on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;i need some sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didnt I teLL you me Only waNt tea?&lt;/span&gt;&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/6580002-111988913518854223?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111988913518854223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111988913518854223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111988913518854223'/><link rel='self' 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dae again next year.&lt;br /&gt;might sound a little ridiculous but sometimes if you dont take risks what more interesting stuff are you going to do with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what is really pathed out for us,&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;what we enjoy doing actually determines what job we'd wish/want to do when we grow up.&lt;br /&gt;and i do wonder if i really love doing the things a vcomm student would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world would be a simpler place if people actually told us what jobs we're suitable to do,&lt;br /&gt;but then again,that'd be so..told-to-do-what-you're-supposed-to and kiddish.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking bout all these now because after three years when i graduate with a diploma im supposed to like apply for a job with the relevant skills i've learnt in republic and make use of it do something.&lt;br /&gt;sounds very confusing but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dont want to be stuck in a job i dread waking up to for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;like look at my mom,she isnt even highly educated&lt;br /&gt;but she lives for the fact she loves her job,i guess.&lt;br /&gt;living in such a competitive world's made me think ahead of my life,&lt;br /&gt;instead of just cruising along with time as days past.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to university,&lt;br /&gt;and end up with a job i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remember naive one,&lt;br /&gt;life isnt always so fair to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;she wants to go home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111946080472328580?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111946080472328580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;starstruck baby!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a very very fruitful day spent in town with mossie.&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking arnd,&lt;br /&gt;and saw the initial d red carpet thing which's supposed to start at seven.&lt;br /&gt;so very crazy mossie and i actually queued to watch the superstars walk past us on the red carpet.(read =very very insane)&lt;br /&gt;we started to queue at like,530 la.&lt;br /&gt;and we saw..&lt;i&gt;*gasps&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EDISON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JAYCHOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHAWN YUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHAN WEEeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes SHAN WEE! though he wasnt part of the cast he was invited for the show together with some other perfect10 djs and 933 djs,which HA,i cant be bothered about =)&lt;br /&gt;so exciting la can!&lt;br /&gt;omgomg,&lt;br /&gt;my fingers felt jellyish when i saw shan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hothothothothot&lt;/i&gt; X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I GRANT YOU ALL PERMISSON TO SWEAR AND BE JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;HAW HAW HAW HAW HAW&lt;br /&gt;DONT YOU ALL HATE EMILY!&lt;br /&gt;FIRST SG IDOLS,THEN CUTEINITIALDBOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;starstruck we are,mossie!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g'nites world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111936958937217303?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111936958937217303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;so yesterday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baaaatmaaaaaaaan,&lt;br /&gt;dang dang dang dang dang dang dang dang&lt;br /&gt;baaaaaaatmaaaaaaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;caught baaaaatman with jam mirza arthur chenyang &amp;amp; naim.&lt;br /&gt;pretty good show i might say,&lt;br /&gt;the beginning made me thought it was a lil like spiderman cus batman-to-be was traumatized by the gazillion bats that attacked him when he fell down a well,&lt;br /&gt;so i thought he was going to be bitten by a bat and become batman,&lt;br /&gt;like how peter parker became spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a weird start to the show though,&lt;br /&gt;of how the batman-to-be was in prison with chinese.&lt;br /&gt;looked a little like the last samurai or some kungfu show.&lt;br /&gt;weeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;cillian murphy (the doctor in charge of the asylum in the show) is hothothot X)&lt;br /&gt;hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt good to meet up with the familiar faces that i've been seeing for the past four years.&lt;br /&gt;i just love my friends =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting in another week,&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to get out of the slacky life im been living through for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;waking up,lying in bed watching teevee,msn-ing,going back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that's been my cycle of life for the past days i've been home.&lt;br /&gt;how boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cough's not getting any better,&lt;br /&gt;my coughing sounds like some old man dying of a throat disease.&lt;br /&gt;i should do something about this lousy throat of mine.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i should,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;shruggs&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i want to do something to my hair too.&lt;br /&gt;its been looking like shit,&lt;br /&gt;maybe its been looking like shit all along,&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;i should do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Die Tooter Die.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111894182291296817?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111894182291296817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111894182291296817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111894182291296817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111894182291296817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-yesterday-baaaatmaaaaaaaan-dang.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111872540852881037</id><published>2005-06-14T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T13:03:28.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the pretty boy with freckles on his face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawraha.&lt;br /&gt;im back from tioman!&lt;br /&gt;and im super super burnt now.&lt;br /&gt;heh =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snorkeling was super super fun.&lt;br /&gt;the corals and fishes were ohmygoodnessly pretty,&lt;br /&gt;and the turqoise water was so sparkly clean we cld see the fishes swimming from the jetty.&lt;br /&gt;it was a m a zing =)&lt;br /&gt;the fishes living in the water looked so dreamy to me.&lt;br /&gt;its like they live in another world.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to describe how i felt but it was, totally amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i left tioman bringing back a very sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;its weird how im falling sick so easily these days,&lt;br /&gt;must be the weather.&lt;br /&gt;raaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have yet again,&lt;br /&gt;missed two volleyball trainings consequetively.&lt;br /&gt;huijin's just sms-ed me bout the printing of vball shirts,&lt;br /&gt;raaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;just as i was about to quit volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i shouldnt mention so much of my life on the blog,&lt;br /&gt;its so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;revealing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wrong choice of words but well,&lt;br /&gt;YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING BETTER LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so so bored and out of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all i need is sleep,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my books and air con.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111872540852881037?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111872540852881037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111872540852881037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111872540852881037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111872540852881037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/pretty-boy-with-freckles-on-his-face.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111825763730080448</id><published>2005-06-09T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T03:07:17.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the emotional has-beens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew graduation night would come so soon. The thought of seeing everyone dressed in their glamorous looking clothes just reminded me of the fond memories that started swelling up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belief of how innocent and child-like everyone was in secondary one with the crisp yellow tucked shirts, grey bottom skirts that never meant to go above the knees, bermuda pants that weren’t meant to be hung over the hips and white cotton socks that were always 2cm above the ankle. Who ever bothered about fashion when everyone around was clad in the same yellow and grey uniform?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the joyous moments and excitement carried along when we shifted to the new grand school building we’re in now. The times we struggled so hard to raise $1000 for the fountain that looks temporarily or rather permanently green. The constant reminders and pep talks we received since the beginning of secondary four, telling us this year would be a tough ride and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that might’ve seem to be so far behind in your head now but all of it was part of the voyage we embarked on since secondary one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we are now, whoever we may be. The friendships and ties knotted would never be broken. The rough rides together with the fun and joy we shared will remain intact until forever. Lets all not forget the old friends who were always there and the new budding friendships that sailed smoothly across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation night isn’t exactly the end of secondary school but however the beginning of another chapter of our life. Cheers to the graduating classes of 2004! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emily loves to bring out stuff from the past &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to try and make you cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111825763730080448?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111825763730080448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111825763730080448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111825763730080448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111825763730080448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/emotional-has-beens-i-never-knew.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111815895684462161</id><published>2005-06-07T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T13:00:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;gee,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;freaks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#eaccff"&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;What You Really Think Of Your Friends&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eed6eb"&gt;Mirza is your soulmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2e0d6"&gt;You truly love Wenzhi.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f7ebc2"&gt;You consider Honky your true friend.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fbf5ad"&gt;You know that Burke is always thinking of you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffff99"&gt;You'll remember Razis for the rest of your life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fff199"&gt;You secretly think Jamine is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffe29a"&gt;You secretly think that Arthur is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd49a"&gt;You secretly think that Dillon is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Dillon changes lovers faster than underwear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc59a"&gt;You secretly think Zeph is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Zeph has a hidden internet romance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;lt;&lt;&lt;t;&lt;&lt;;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;t;&lt;&lt;;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://&lt;a" target=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Do You Think of Your Friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haaha,the results are pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aaaah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant be very bothered with them anyway &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dillon's not my friend la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i filled him under the meaty snack blank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haaah X\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught &lt;strong&gt;madagascar&lt;/strong&gt; with my sister today &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;super super funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haahaa =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training again tmr,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the thought of training makes me feel like dying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but when im ther&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=E" target="_blank"&gt;e training&lt;/a&gt; it makes me wanna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes i just think coach is super screwed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;raaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having mixed feelings for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=VOLLEYBALL" target="_blank"&gt;volleyball&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont really love/like &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=VOLLEYBALL" target="_blank"&gt;volleyball&lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know why,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its just like when you lose feelings for something you want to hold for so long,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now when you have it you dont want it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so shitty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeyang is such an emo boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;very random thing to mention,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pssssssst pssssssssst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;screw &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=VOLLEYBALL" target="_blank"&gt;volleyball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and visual communications.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111815895684462161?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111815895684462161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111815895684462161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111815895684462161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111815895684462161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/gee-thank-you-freaks-what-you-really.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111799556828480522</id><published>2005-06-06T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T02:19:28.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;why students need to love their math teachers,(literally and truthfully)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia says:&lt;br /&gt;hi there emily... you are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia; fourORfive? says:&lt;br /&gt;hah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia says:&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, please go to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia says:&lt;br /&gt;strange... I feel like you were keeping me company... virtually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nostalgia; fourORfive? says:&lt;br /&gt;haahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felicia says:&lt;br /&gt;yawn... good night. Dont stay up so late. Will get black eye rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHES SO POWERFUL&lt;br /&gt;WE HAVE TELEPATHY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE POWERPACKNESS OF MATH TEACHERS,&lt;br /&gt;so never underestimate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilove&lt;br /&gt;my math teacher :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111799556828480522?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111799556828480522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111799556828480522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111799556828480522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111799556828480522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-students-need-to-love-their-math.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111799400323799447</id><published>2005-06-06T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T01:53:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;back to the days,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when all we wore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;were yellow and grey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt mean to feel nostalgic and wuzzed.&lt;br /&gt;saw ms chan online and cldnt help but msged her and the first thing she said to me was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;'goodness why are u still awake at this hour'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaha,&lt;br /&gt;thats so typical ms chan.&lt;br /&gt;and i do miss her alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the constant emails i recieve about setting up the kr alumni never failed to well up thoughts bout old school in my head.&lt;br /&gt;the times we had,&lt;br /&gt;oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;i keep having this mentality that,&lt;br /&gt;im not actually having proper school lessons now.&lt;br /&gt;and things'd go back to norm when i put on my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;powerpack jigajack&lt;/span&gt; yellow&amp;grey uniform and see the familiar faces in class.&lt;br /&gt;thats when proper lessons begin,all over again.&lt;br /&gt;but this is so,fantasized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are we looking up to the same moon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really really cant wait to see my 4or5mates again.&lt;br /&gt;i'd just love to go back to kr,&lt;br /&gt;and walk the corridors.&lt;br /&gt;run around parade square,&lt;br /&gt;walk to the water cooler to fill my bottle.&lt;br /&gt;sit at the gallery,&lt;br /&gt;punch in familiar numbers outside the staff room.&lt;br /&gt;chill at the library,&lt;br /&gt;play floorball.&lt;br /&gt;and even sit through boring classes,&lt;br /&gt;and anticipate the school bell ring at 135.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog entries are always full of kentridge,&lt;br /&gt;yellow&amp;grey&lt;br /&gt;and fourfiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day i'll switch to write about ps0101a.&lt;br /&gt;just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;twentysixth june&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;zRO five.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111799400323799447?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111799400323799447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111799400323799447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111799400323799447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111799400323799447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/back-to-days-when-all-we-wore-were.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111790422693845638</id><published>2005-06-05T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T00:59:48.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i like stephen ;] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaah,im so in love with laguna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BEACH" target="_blank"&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and stephen is &lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring saturday spent at &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;read a little here and there.&lt;br /&gt;watched a LOT of teevee,&lt;br /&gt;powergirls and laguna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BEACH" target="_blank"&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt; are just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilove mtv =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was lousily spent.&lt;br /&gt;had nowhere to go at first,&lt;br /&gt;and ended up eating sakae with teresaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,and ended up buying the you'retheonethatiwant copy of gossip girls.&lt;br /&gt;i know la,abit embarassing to read gossip girls at seventeen.&lt;br /&gt;but i was pretty desperate for a read,&lt;br /&gt;and cldnt find any nice ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbq at ian's next sat,&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;the tioman trip.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;choices again.&lt;br /&gt;and this time its hard to decide where to go.&lt;br /&gt;rah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fishes or the husky with the honkhonk nose.&lt;br /&gt;raaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to find something to do if not i'll rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gnites world =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephen so &lt;i&gt;hot&lt;/i&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111790422693845638?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111790422693845638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111790422693845638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111790422693845638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111790422693845638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-like-stephen-raaahim-so-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111755134782895587</id><published>2005-05-31T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:55:47.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;just like a match you tried to incinerate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haw haw,&lt;br /&gt;very random entry.&lt;br /&gt;was sick for the past few days&lt;br /&gt;missed school on monday,&lt;br /&gt;and half of today.&lt;br /&gt;hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people were feeling my forehead today,&lt;br /&gt;and asking me to go home.&lt;br /&gt;and i went home,&lt;br /&gt;plonked onto bed and didnt wake up until 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;jay is damn evil.&lt;br /&gt;he called just to listen to the drastic change in my voice,&lt;br /&gt;and the first thing i heard from him was a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;omg la,&lt;br /&gt;then he went like 'eh is this you? who is this?'&lt;br /&gt;lol,damn damn mean.&lt;br /&gt;and he said my voice didnt sound like me and sounded like some sexy chiobu.&lt;br /&gt;wtf can,i thought it was damn gay lor.&lt;br /&gt;jay has weird taste for wo/men x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeph's another funny ass.&lt;br /&gt;he sms-ed me and told me to dream of him to get well,&lt;br /&gt;asked me if i wanted to eat anything and he can get his wife to cook for me.&lt;br /&gt;then ended off saying hes off to make hash browns with the western food until just like the way they do it on animal planet.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is,&lt;br /&gt;i hope hes having fun.&lt;br /&gt;haaaha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teresa(suprisingly.haaha) and jess were damn sweet to walk me out of schl today while i was goin home.&lt;br /&gt;jess even helped me to flag for my cab.&lt;br /&gt;sweeeeeeeeties XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my &lt;strong&gt;ah-pee&lt;/strong&gt; friends X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;down some pills,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and a lil ech two oh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111755134782895587?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111755134782895587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111755134782895587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111755134782895587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111755134782895587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-like-match-you-tried-to.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111729603182897705</id><published>2005-05-28T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T00:00:31.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bring out the booze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my dancing shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah,&lt;br /&gt;jess' party was totally kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;lots of booze and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;and jess' a damn good dancer,&lt;br /&gt;weeweet XD&lt;br /&gt;was so damn hot and red.&lt;br /&gt;bet i was looking like a cooked lobster.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha,&lt;br /&gt;had fun drinking bacardi vodka and a whole load of shit.&lt;br /&gt;now im feeling so not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sugar sugar*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how you get so fly/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tennis in the afternoon was splendid&lt;br /&gt;but insufficient,&lt;br /&gt;wished i could play more.&lt;br /&gt;glutinous rice &amp;amp; mango at thaiexpress was awesomely yum yum&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i like&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111729603182897705?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111729603182897705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111729603182897705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111729603182897705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111729603182897705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/05/bring-out-booze-and-my-dancing-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111712532264044542</id><published>2005-05-27T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:35:22.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;one zero six&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one nine six&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar,&lt;br /&gt;skipped volleyball today.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to go collect my ic/&lt;br /&gt;met mj-jam-wz-ash &amp; merv and camped at seoul garden.&lt;br /&gt;kinda like a birthday dinner thinggy for mj.&lt;br /&gt;and we got him a nike shirt!&lt;br /&gt;wee wee,&lt;br /&gt;bet he LOVES it +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye for a guy ytd night was ohmygoodness-y&lt;br /&gt;shan is out!&lt;br /&gt;=but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt relly concern me.&lt;br /&gt;but shan's a very pretttttttty boy.&lt;br /&gt;heeh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this saturday's gonna be a super super packed and busy day.&lt;br /&gt;before 2 &gt; meet arthurtan&lt;br /&gt;2-4  &gt; tennis with the girls&lt;br /&gt;after that &gt; jess' birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many birthdays this week,&lt;br /&gt;fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;theres a 30% discount for nike stuff at the thinggy on the 2nd floor at taka,&lt;br /&gt;talking hall or something.&lt;br /&gt;the place where they put discounted stuff there,&lt;br /&gt;errrm,the same level as the macs and kfc.&lt;br /&gt;loads of nike stuff there,and other sports brands i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;all 30% discount&lt;br /&gt;go check em' out! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so so tired,&lt;br /&gt;still full from the seoulgarden dinner.&lt;br /&gt;too full to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;rah,&lt;br /&gt;anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ofF!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111712532264044542?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111712532264044542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111712532264044542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111712532264044542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111712532264044542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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birthday wishes to my two friends henryparkers one and two.&lt;br /&gt;mirza and mj!&lt;br /&gt;miss you guys alot,&lt;br /&gt;and hope to see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,&lt;br /&gt;this is so emo-ry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirzaaaaaa&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely missed the times u'd get pissed waiting for me at clementi central,&lt;br /&gt;but three months of pissed mirza (almost!) every morning made me become punctual-if-not early emily(most of the time),&lt;br /&gt;hope you're enjoying and having tons of fun at nyp.&lt;br /&gt;dont forget your friend here yes :)&lt;br /&gt;IMISSYOURCKBOXERS COS NOBODY IN MY CLASS WEARS CK! \=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mj&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite chairman and sexyboy!&lt;br /&gt;haaahaa,&lt;br /&gt;i so miss the middle finger pointing in class!&lt;br /&gt;lets go back to kr during june,&lt;br /&gt;and kick 4/4's ass during the floorball shit.&lt;br /&gt;aahahaha,no hard feelings.&lt;br /&gt;just dont sit on the ball again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets just put it in simple words.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your seventeenth birthday,henryparkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love emily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111703353077108188?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111703353077108188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111703353077108188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111703353077108188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111703353077108188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-seventeenth-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111669705622506895</id><published>2005-05-22T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:37:36.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;honey,the mirror isnt big enough for the two of us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar,&lt;br /&gt;guess i was online a tad too late and everybody's asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;the arsenal/manu match lasted for way TOO long.&lt;br /&gt;started even before chocolat did and was they were still kicking after chocolat ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;watched chocolat and it was good.&lt;br /&gt;anticipated johnnydepp's (read :burke's) appearance like at the start of the movie as the lead man or something but this time he played a pirate role,yes again.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was a little anti-christ i thought.&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind,&lt;br /&gt;chocolates arent at all sinful to me :]&lt;br /&gt;they're like the most innocent of the innocent please,&lt;br /&gt;more innocent than your furry little bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been feeling a little weird,&lt;br /&gt;guess i've been watching too many horror flicks that i'm sort of immune to feeling any negative feelings for movies.&lt;br /&gt;like feeling sad or unhappy about any movie.&lt;br /&gt;i cant feel the feeling you see.&lt;br /&gt;its weird,&lt;br /&gt;and awfully hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still pretty disturbed by the fact anakin turned to the dark side.&lt;br /&gt;like how dumb can it be,&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;and for the benefit of those who hasnt watched the show and is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;i shall NOT write anything about it&lt;br /&gt;=yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored,&lt;br /&gt;everyone's asleep and im sitting alone typing this to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;blogs are so lonely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like for lonely people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roarroarroar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111669705622506895?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111669705622506895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;b&gt;angry anakin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes,&lt;br /&gt;watched star*wars with burke,arthur and chenyang.&lt;br /&gt;twasn't that bad,&lt;br /&gt;well it was kinda sad when anakin turned totally crazy and went ard killing everybody he saw.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why he had to do it but i guess it was to let off the anger and hatred in him,&lt;br /&gt;stupid skywalker.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like him as much now cos he's turned into darth vader whos ugly and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the dark side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught the late show and it ended at almost twelve.&lt;br /&gt;so stupid arthur went to take his &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; from chen's place and we ended up &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WALKING" target="_blank"&gt;walking&lt;/a&gt; a BIG &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ROUND" target="_blank"&gt;round&lt;/a&gt; to the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; station,&lt;br /&gt;and bloody missed the last &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;which wasnt our &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; but in desperation we hopped onto it .&lt;br /&gt;it tooked us to newton,and from there out of desperation we hopped out of the bus (again.)&lt;br /&gt;then i frantically called my dad and told him there wasnt anymore &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; to clementi so he HAS got to fetch me from newton if not i'd just rot and die there until the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my dad came,&lt;br /&gt;we hopped onto the car and it made arthurtan very embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;psst,&lt;br /&gt;my mom actually thinks hes handsome.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;funny X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;before the third galactic wars &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class today was totally awesome,&lt;br /&gt;and laughter germs were spreading all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;had some ppl filming our lesson and today was cognitive&amp;problem solving,&lt;br /&gt;edwin tam.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur X)&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;zeph and gerald were busy posing in front of the camero,&lt;br /&gt;with zeph quoting that counterstrike shouldnt be banned in republic.&lt;br /&gt;and gerald busy combing his &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAIR" target="_blank"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; and perfecting his dance moves for tonight's big club-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if they ever got into chinablack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;leia &amp;amp; luke&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wootsies,&lt;br /&gt;whatever &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BABY" target="_blank"&gt;baby&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to catch some schnoobooz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;unbreak darth vader's &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;scorched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111661262904500020?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111661262904500020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111661262904500020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111661262904500020'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;look at what jay said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;i tink ur face too tweety bird alreadi la dats y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;i tink u got that pattern piple like 2 bully 1 lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;cos when u angry is like ... funni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i see u angry i dun even know is angry or wad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;i wil jus laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;emily&lt;/span&gt; the tweety bird face. tweet? says:&lt;br /&gt;stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Edg3 [hel`]&lt;/span&gt; We'reStarcrossedAndCantEscapeWe'reCondemnedAndCanOnlyWaitCosDisTimeItIsFarTooLateToSaveUsFromOurFate says:&lt;br /&gt;tough life now hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;yes indeed,wenzhi if you're reading this u should know u have to come to rp soon.&lt;br /&gt;save me supermossy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaha,&lt;br /&gt;these is a very good example of things in life i would NEVER understand.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER,&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;vb lesson was oh-so-disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;sought help from eugene and i realised some kentridge seniors are just very very nice people.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;volleyball was a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;coach's started "preying" on those who'd get into the school team.&lt;br /&gt;and he mentioned only four would,&lt;br /&gt;so i suppose its guo yuan,gillian and two others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaah.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if im doing good or not,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shld've joined tennis.&lt;br /&gt;or some other design/art-related cca and fully focus on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just too fickle minded,&lt;br /&gt;and i realised im a mediocre person,at everything.&lt;br /&gt;and theres nothing i ace at .&lt;br /&gt;this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;roar =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually have a test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;science,&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;should i hop into bed now and pray very very very hard for tomorrow's test?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;shoud i use my laptop and try to leech into ppl's connections to download 6ps and store it into my laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar,&lt;br /&gt;i'll do neither.&lt;br /&gt;bCOS&lt;br /&gt;i cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me die tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;X,X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galactic wars,here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;zzwannng,zzwannng! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee we weeet :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111651568065650635?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111651568065650635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111651568065650635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111651568065650635'/><link rel='self' 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(wah damn emo ,haaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh okay,&lt;br /&gt;i was back from camp early in the morning to go for the family brunch today.&lt;br /&gt;almost ruined it when i forgot to tell my dad bout the change of location,&lt;br /&gt;and got my cousin scolded for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;im seriously in deep love with my cousin cos hes like the sweetest thing ever la.&lt;br /&gt;i think hes just damn superheroic la.&lt;br /&gt;he got scolded for my mistake,by my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes just damn freaking nice and i'd die to have a brother like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to think i was super upset and afraid he'd scold the hell out of me&lt;br /&gt;cos he was the one who called me to remind my dad about it.&lt;br /&gt;roar man.&lt;br /&gt;seriously my cousin so rocks can.&lt;br /&gt;im so bloody sorry to get him into trouble,&lt;br /&gt;irresponsible me.&lt;br /&gt;raah,&lt;br /&gt;but anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think anyone cld've understood what i've written,&lt;br /&gt;so the main point is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cousin&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EH ELLE SEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp was,pretty boring and just exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;nothing very fun about it.&lt;br /&gt;the exciting parts of camp were prolly when we were at ubin,&lt;br /&gt;and the flowers were just amazing la.&lt;br /&gt;i saw heart shaped leaves from the moneytree(thats what elyas said,haahah)&lt;br /&gt;so very pretty can.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i brought my phone there to take pictures but i forgot,&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;the heart shaped leaves were damn pretty,&lt;br /&gt;and the huge red hibiscus flowers.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod,&lt;br /&gt;the flora at ubin,&lt;br /&gt;is powerpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so much for &lt;i&gt;powerpackjigajack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a few new friends,&lt;br /&gt;eyecandy radar wasnt working well.&lt;br /&gt;no reception i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;communications module tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and i want back my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roarOARoar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111617747899323499?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111617747899323499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111617747899323499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111617747899323499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;superrrrrrrr happening can,&lt;br /&gt;every weekend go for camp in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeeed to pack my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;but im too tired to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im NOT okay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volleyball training was alright,&lt;br /&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;had a little teenyweensy bit of fun today at the end.&lt;br /&gt;had this little game of vball which was like netball with volleyball net.&lt;br /&gt;abit dumb and confusing so i cant be bothered to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;powerpack jigajack!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;communications test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and im frigggggggggggin tired,&lt;br /&gt;going to fall straight asleep after the test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tireness is powerpack,&lt;br /&gt;u cant feel it in your bones or muscles.&lt;br /&gt;but its in your head.&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember when was the last time i felt tireness i have after training.&lt;br /&gt;exhausting and brain draining.&lt;br /&gt;it makes you fall straight asleep when u lie down on your bed,&lt;br /&gt;and thats blissful sleep :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; miss emily when shes away for camp.&lt;br /&gt;and shes still &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;cos shes like how bloody disappointed.(&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; really,but whatever)&lt;br /&gt;she is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; done with packing,&lt;br /&gt;and she is &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; energetic and kicking at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and everybody needs a lil f&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;zzw&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;zz'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-111582008505640352</id><published>2005-05-11T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:01:25.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mooooooooooooooooovit biatch;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;seriously ure like how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;roar roar roar,&lt;br /&gt;wait i shldnt even roar at you.&lt;br /&gt;annoying&lt;br /&gt;anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;what a bitch!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just neeeded to let off a lil steam,&lt;br /&gt;roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vball training ytd was pretty fun,&lt;br /&gt;wasnt as tough as what i thought would be.&lt;br /&gt;but the coach said he'll do stuff that'd kill us when we get fitter,&lt;br /&gt;how funny.&lt;br /&gt;and he kept persuading us to quit,&lt;br /&gt;like give it up already.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know la,&lt;br /&gt;but i havent got a chance until now to pick up volleyball again.&lt;br /&gt;it isnt like my undying passion (yet!)&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i'll grow to love it,&lt;br /&gt;especially when im getting better(if i ever do.ha!)&lt;br /&gt;so im not quitting for now,and would prolly not.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days've never been better,&lt;br /&gt;went for camp briefing today.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to bump into ms B on the way.&lt;br /&gt;ure seriously sick,&lt;br /&gt;to think i treated you as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;oh my my,&lt;br /&gt;get a life la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-roll eyes until they pop out-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously wish i could do that,&lt;br /&gt;to scare the shit out of everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roarrrrrr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr gab talked about switching courses after this semester,&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking of switching to biomed.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if its a wise choice but whatever man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i ever do i do &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; wish to be in same class as ms B.&lt;br /&gt;brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrawr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111582008505640352?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111582008505640352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111582008505640352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111582008505640352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111582008505640352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/05/mooooooooooooooooovit-biatch-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111565494595804778</id><published>2005-05-09T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T00:09:06.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;taking turns to tease me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah!&lt;br /&gt;met mossie today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to qsway to get my trainers.&lt;br /&gt;80 odd bucks for a pair of asics.and 20bucks for a nike boys tee!&lt;br /&gt;pretty cheap uh!&lt;br /&gt;anws,i think theres a 30% discount islandwide for asics goods.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw lynn and her hubby.&lt;br /&gt;and cindy,&lt;br /&gt;and the malay girl who loves my singing,hidir's friend whom i cant remember her name.&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;appy emily loves queensway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got grilled by daddy too.&lt;br /&gt;haaha,&lt;br /&gt;been going home late these days.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday-bowling&lt;br /&gt;wednesday-i cannot remember.&lt;br /&gt;thursday-met naim to pass him cd&lt;br /&gt;friday-house of wax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY-queensway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exciting social life.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;in addition.&lt;br /&gt;volleyball training,&lt;br /&gt;every tuesdays n thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;530-930&lt;br /&gt;yes its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;930.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;powerful can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ineed some sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;long day ahead tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody would love you like i do ,mossie=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP QUESTIONING ME ABOUT MY SEXUALITY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM STRAIGHT PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;roped me in,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so mesmerizing so captivating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-111556714657059171</id><published>2005-05-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T23:45:46.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;chang qing ge,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shuo qing hua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loveydovey sad songs seem to be stuck in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;emo emily&lt;br /&gt;raaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a three way conversation in msn with jam and wz.&lt;br /&gt;never in my whole life did i miss them this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what can make me feel this way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cept' my girls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahha,&lt;br /&gt;i really love them.&lt;br /&gt;so much that i'd openly declare love for them.&lt;br /&gt;and tell gerald and gang that im lesbo because i love my two short friends so much.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U TWO SHOULD BE DAMN TOUCHED I SAY THINGS LIKE THAT OPENLY ON MY UNFREQUENT-ed BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt; better.&lt;br /&gt;gnites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111556714657059171?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111556714657059171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111556714657059171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111556714657059171'/><link rel='self' 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wld've loved the movie cos of parishilton's strippin down to sexy lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;and elisha cuthbert :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; chad michael murraaay:] &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas damn super funny to sit in between gerald and jay.&lt;br /&gt;they're like the funniest spazzers that are ever around.&lt;br /&gt;house of wax was disgustingly gruesome.&lt;br /&gt;super super sick show,&lt;br /&gt;rawh.&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the time trying to hide from the screen,&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and we were sitting at the front row so imagine how close the bloody screen was to our faces.&lt;br /&gt;and how much we had to tilt our heads to be able to watch the show properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;im at my aunt's house now.&lt;br /&gt;trying to "hide" from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;oh well not literally hide la,&lt;br /&gt;but it was the closest to jalankayu and i didnt want to go home late and get screwd agn like last night.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end i still got screwd on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i only remembered to sms my mom like abt 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;then my dad rang up and asked my why was i at my aunt's house and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;then said if i cldnt control myself then he'd control me.&lt;br /&gt;amusing but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;im turning seventeen already.&lt;br /&gt;but rah,&lt;br /&gt;im a girl afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And u stung like a water gun through paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shot my paper heart,&lt;br /&gt;and left me to bleed to my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;im off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emily very very emo.&lt;br /&gt;emily loves dusty the meow meow =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111539939202321736?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6580002.post-111522213724084234</id><published>2005-05-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:55:37.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeeek,&lt;br /&gt;vb lesson tmr!&lt;br /&gt;and i so hate that guy cos he gave me my first &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw that green freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeph's been questioning me alot about my sexuality,&lt;br /&gt;whether im straight.&lt;br /&gt;and he even asked tee yang.&lt;br /&gt;what the hell!&lt;br /&gt;it makes me wonder,&lt;br /&gt;which part of me do i not look straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but his question made me think about it for the first time in my life during class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iwantmyearRings&lt;br /&gt;please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Look to the past and remember and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;And maybe tonight I can breathe for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm not in this scene I think I'm falling asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;But then all that it means is I'll always be dreaming of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111522213724084234?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111522213724084234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111522213724084234' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid rachael.&lt;br /&gt;heres what she said when i told her im doing materials science in republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rach:SCIENCE?!&lt;br /&gt;rach:you?!&lt;br /&gt;rach:HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;rach:big joke&lt;br /&gt;rach:lol&lt;br /&gt;rach:kidding&lt;br /&gt;rach:youre so artsy&lt;br /&gt;rach:ahha&lt;br /&gt;me:thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;me:thats very encouraging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol,and yes i do miss her weirdness :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today,&lt;br /&gt;the usual.&lt;br /&gt;took a train to queenstown and then a cab to school.&lt;br /&gt;pretty dumb u might think,&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to spend 9 bucks on cab fare to school and still be late.&lt;br /&gt;so i'd rather spend 4 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell,&lt;br /&gt;stupid ez link's adult fare,&lt;br /&gt;no more 45 cent teet teet.&lt;br /&gt;and no more not tapping the card when i alight the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;went bowling at marina with my classmates plus jay,the fierce looking(and happytreefriends bunny lookalike) boy from st gabs.&lt;br /&gt;he isnt that fierce afterall and he laughs really funnily.&lt;br /&gt;like literally hur hur hur but with a super ultra deep tone.&lt;br /&gt;sounds almost like an old man.&lt;br /&gt;haha =p&lt;br /&gt;played pool too,&lt;br /&gt;and ian and zeph are really good.&lt;br /&gt;like bloody good.&lt;br /&gt;but i beat teresa!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha,&lt;br /&gt;lousy win!&lt;br /&gt;and i bet she purposely whacked in the black ball to let me win.&lt;br /&gt;how nice of her&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so friggin afraid my parents' wld grill me alive when i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;cos its like two nights in a row im reaching home late,&lt;br /&gt;and its a school night.&lt;br /&gt;im damn happy my dad didnt grumble a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;but he was damn pissed when he found out i was lying to him ytd about eating dinner outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr,&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;i love my parents =]&lt;br /&gt;and i love being a daddy/mummy 's girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class today was super super fun.&lt;br /&gt;the topic was so so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;haha :)&lt;br /&gt;who knows!&lt;br /&gt;i might get an A for today.&lt;br /&gt;weeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'd fly to the moon and back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'d be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;'d be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,getwell soon!sickboy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;gnites world!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111513144205070119?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111513144205070119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111513144205070119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111513144205070119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111513144205070119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/05/break-all-your-finger-nails-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111505040209941756</id><published>2005-05-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:13:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;everybody needs a lil love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was furiously typing away on my comp and ie had to error on me&lt;br /&gt;rah.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with burke mirza and arthur today&lt;br /&gt;super super fun,&lt;br /&gt;but damn tiring.&lt;br /&gt;haaha&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to murtabak for that 80bucks bag,&lt;br /&gt;owe u one buddy.&lt;br /&gt;haaha :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres schl agn tmr.&lt;br /&gt;raawr,&lt;br /&gt;im so not looking forward to schl sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;pbl isnt doing much good to me,&lt;br /&gt;or i've prolly yet to find out whats good about it.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,sports camp was damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;esp the last day when we played watergames with huge water guns.&lt;br /&gt;aahaha,&lt;br /&gt;happiness =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh,im feeling so lost and confused now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i wished u and i never collided&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think im too friendly to people,&lt;br /&gt;but what contradicts to it is that there're people saying im anti social.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i think sometimes the world isnt round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont bother to understand the above paragraph,&lt;br /&gt;emily needs a break from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH,&lt;br /&gt;IM LIKE IN LOVE WITH ALL THE CAREBEARS AT THE SHOP AT FAR EAST LA.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SUPER ALOT OF CAREBEARS ON DISPLAY.&lt;br /&gt;HEEEHAAAHAAAHHAAWW :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need some sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111505040209941756?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111505040209941756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111505040209941756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111505040209941756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111505040209941756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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just disgusting and sick i guess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roaaaaaaaaar.&lt;br /&gt;sports' camp's tmr ! =)&lt;br /&gt;weeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeheeehaaaahaaahaawwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw raphael at gelare today!&lt;br /&gt;caught kevin too!&lt;br /&gt;ahaha,&lt;br /&gt;what a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make my heart skip three beats&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaawahah,no mood for bloggin today!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeness,&lt;br /&gt;cya guys in three days time yes.&lt;br /&gt;dont miss me=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111470315992388085?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111470315992388085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cause if the world is spinning and im still living,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it wont be right if we're not in it, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaha,i love listening to your stories X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subway-ed with lynn aft class today,&lt;br /&gt;weeness and yayness.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's facilitator was super scary.&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at him in class today while he was staring at his tablet&lt;br /&gt;and he suddenly looked at me and i felt so embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;haaha,&lt;br /&gt;and i think he has psychic powers cos he seems to know im looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;weird facil.&lt;br /&gt;\=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a happy day cos i wore my favouritest favourite polka dot skirt =)&lt;br /&gt;and asyraf said it was nice too.&lt;br /&gt;haaha,asyraf's this rugger in my class who's got super super mega huge eyes.&lt;br /&gt;u wld've never seen mega huge eyes if u havent seen his.&lt;br /&gt;they're like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS BIG&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;no even bigger than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS BIG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE &lt;span style="font-size:500;"&gt;THIS BIG,or even bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;roaaaaaaaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had one of those very very very random msn convers with hannah teo zhi shan.&lt;br /&gt;shes such a funny being,always showing me disgusting things on msn.&lt;br /&gt;scary videos,funny emocons and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like hannah teo ZHI SHAN please=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and burkedarling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you my dearest reader =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-6580002.post-111444378661638808</id><published>2005-04-25T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T23:43:06.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;and they claimed of their &lt;em&gt;ever last ing love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling very very random for a blog entry today.&lt;br /&gt;school was okay,&lt;br /&gt;today's module was on circuits and batteries and bulbs and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;headache ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr,the weather's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;the constant changes from hot-in-the-sun to freezing-cold-in-the-class moments are making me really sick.&lt;br /&gt;i mean really really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno whether im to regret signing up for the sports camp.&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;hate&lt;/s&gt; dislike you,&lt;br /&gt;re&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;lly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;i couldbe mean,&lt;br /&gt;i could beangry.&lt;br /&gt;i could be fake.&lt;br /&gt;youknow,&lt;br /&gt;i could be justlike &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111444378661638808?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111444378661638808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111444378661638808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111444378661638808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111444378661638808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-they-claimed-of-their-ever-last.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111428050747819005</id><published>2005-04-24T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:21:47.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You twist to fit the mold that i am in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty happy today =)&lt;br /&gt;flintstones gathering was okay,&lt;br /&gt;felt a little awkward at first.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was because we never really bonded that well,&lt;br /&gt;okay la.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i didnt bond well with the grp cept carmen and rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;we played a little pool.&lt;br /&gt;and i left after that to join my parents for dinner at the shore restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool place at changi.&lt;br /&gt;planes fly by like every fifteen mins.&lt;br /&gt;nice ambience =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a new friend today.&lt;br /&gt;vivian the nine year old girl,&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;was sitting on the swing and started talking to her and saying hi.&lt;br /&gt;sweet little girl la,though i cldnt see her face cos it was too dark.&lt;br /&gt;but shes so gullible,&lt;br /&gt;maybe kids are &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right,i've recieved the two grades i've scored for thurs and friday.&lt;br /&gt;both Bs.&lt;br /&gt;not bad for a start,&lt;br /&gt;and im beginning to like edwintam.&lt;br /&gt;hes a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;i did some serious thinking for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking would i ever regret sticking to materials science in rp,&lt;br /&gt;and not appealing to another/other design related courses.&lt;br /&gt;am i really that cant be bothered about what im going to do for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;or am i just going to be led around and manipulated by the 'oh science course is good' comments i recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh boy,&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to do something u like.&lt;br /&gt;like the dream job question posted in the reflection journal few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;i wrote about my wanting to be a graphic designer.&lt;br /&gt;and the second question was do u think u can do it and why.&lt;br /&gt;and i wrote about how dream jobs arent really achievable in sg which is bursting of reality.&lt;br /&gt;and how dream jobs of some could only be realised in their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we should all be a little more passionate about it,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe &lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt; should've been more resilient in getting the place in visual comms at tp.&lt;br /&gt;maybe then i would be happier.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;everything wld change if i'm in tp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started to realise this because of the communications module we're doing now.&lt;br /&gt;it somehow reminds me of the rejected vcomms student in me.&lt;br /&gt;and the jealousy i possess of raphael,and every other vcomms student.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raah,dont tell me things will change for the better and i'll begin to like materials science and soon forget about my wanting to be a visual communications student.&lt;br /&gt;because i know,&lt;br /&gt;i'll not.&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;emily so serious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i want you to know that i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;imiss you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111422685804164623</id><published>2005-04-23T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T11:27:38.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;its all about you (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahaha,ytd's mi gathering was superb!&lt;br /&gt;the group was pretty huge.&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaah,im still glad we met up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss them loads!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's getting better now i guess,&lt;br /&gt;and i so hope im appearing less anti social to the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;wld post up some of the manymanymany pictures we took ytd once joyce/winnie sends me!&lt;br /&gt;X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;webringglorytomillennia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found something to make me anticipate school,&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111422685804164623?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111422685804164623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111422685804164623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111422685804164623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111422685804164623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-all-about-you-rahahaytds-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111401293154656056</id><published>2005-04-20T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T00:02:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;emily the loser&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaaaaaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring day in schl.&lt;br /&gt;pbl is sucky.&lt;br /&gt;grraawrrr,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so useless goin to schl.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont feel as if i've learnt anything.&lt;br /&gt;i bet i was the one who got 1/7 for the quiz today.&lt;br /&gt;ahaaha,&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;saw wz outside schl tday waiting for ashley.&lt;br /&gt;sweeties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raaaah raaaah.&lt;br /&gt;shall keep my entries short and un sweet now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres nothing much to make me anticipate school now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111401293154656056?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111401293154656056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111401293154656056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111401293154656056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111401293154656056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/04/emily-loser-raaaaaaaaaaaaaah-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111379681941884093</id><published>2005-04-18T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:00:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;baby, its not fair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah,it just isnt fair.&lt;br /&gt;a bad new beginning for me this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to start,so its like bits and pieces from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt alocated to a class when i checked the schl intranet this morning.&lt;br /&gt;checked it again a few times,still no module found.&lt;br /&gt;so i thought maybe they had some posting error.&lt;br /&gt;went to schl, still feeling excited and whatnot,&lt;br /&gt;and to my horrrrrrrrrrrorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..................&lt;br /&gt;the people sitting in the office said my e matriculation wasnt even done.&lt;br /&gt;and she friggin showed it to me some more.&lt;br /&gt;like as if i never even bothered to touch it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whats wrong man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive paid for the fees,&lt;br /&gt;went personally to the schl to pass them my enrolment package because i didnt have my ic to make a photocopy for them.&lt;br /&gt;did my matriculation early so i wldnt worry when the deadline comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno man.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i deserve a place in rp,&lt;br /&gt;not because i paid for the friggin fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because i did everything im supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust rp to trust EVERYTHING on technology,&lt;br /&gt;im such a sucker for real pens and paper.&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;emily so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt; sia&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows,&lt;br /&gt;i still like wz.&lt;br /&gt;for her being to be there 365days 24 hours for me,&lt;br /&gt;even though shes happily married.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my friends who love &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111379681941884093?l=supergirl-.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-6580002.post-111375491822478006</id><published>2005-04-18T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:21:58.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;maybe you need advice from the third person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haah,was having a short weekend trip in malaysia =)&lt;br /&gt;shopped,but not suffice for me.&lt;br /&gt;wished i cld've bought more and wished i had more time.&lt;br /&gt;the stuff were pretty cheap,&lt;br /&gt;much cheaper than those in sg.&lt;br /&gt;raaaaah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and i've yet to check my classes for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hope i get posted to a class of fun loving noise makers.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;righhts,&lt;br /&gt;to those starting schl tmr.&lt;br /&gt;have a helluva time making friends,&lt;br /&gt;and labelling your eyecandies okay.&lt;br /&gt;esp. my best friend!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;emily so tired sia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111375491822478006?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111375491822478006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111375491822478006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111375491822478006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111375491822478006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/2005/04/maybe-you-need-advice-from-third.html' title=''/><author><name>supergirl?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17245569485580974496</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-6580002.post-111340542261792561</id><published>2005-04-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:17:02.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;titus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orientation at rp was super fun,&lt;br /&gt;esp with the new group of ppl from sas.&lt;br /&gt;titus totally rocks! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i realised there were eyecandies aplenty,&lt;br /&gt;and lians aplenty,too!&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,&lt;br /&gt;today's group totally rocked la&lt;br /&gt;ppl were super enthu and funny!&lt;br /&gt;lyn the fierce girl with no voice,&lt;br /&gt;her cousin,haahaa&lt;br /&gt;shaheeeDAH the super cute girl,&lt;br /&gt;danielle!jac!&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the grp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won all the games we played and did the titusOosh thing like we were friggin proud.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well,&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah,too much to say,&lt;br /&gt;too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting and i cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111340542261792561?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111340542261792561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111340542261792561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;damn hot can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;muahahahahahha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emily crazy sia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111320514123118400?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111320514123118400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111320514123118400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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camp was way better than i expected it'd be.&lt;br /&gt;made a whole lot of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt;power! rawwr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teamies were nice,&lt;br /&gt;esp carmen,the blur outram girl.&lt;br /&gt;who thought i was lesbo&lt;br /&gt;haaha =)&lt;br /&gt;and the councillors were super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;cos they wrote well wishes on the cups we used on the last day of camp,&lt;br /&gt;and gave it to us.&lt;br /&gt;sweetbabys =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rp's pretty girls a plenty man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah,and suddenly i felt as if i lost the feelings i shared with my comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maan,am i growing up already?&lt;br /&gt;i still feel very much like a child man,&lt;br /&gt;very very much like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah,&lt;br /&gt;got my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;and its been sitting there for three days since i bought it from schl.&lt;br /&gt;havent done much to it yet.&lt;br /&gt;dont know when i would,&lt;br /&gt;school's starting.&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe this's part of growing up,too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;emily so emo sia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111314070037183952?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111314070037183952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111314070037183952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111314070037183952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6580002/posts/default/111314070037183952'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;thought provoking and original.&lt;br /&gt;like it alot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with rhoda ytd,&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun and that girl is ohso super lor.&lt;br /&gt;she has like super legs and she isnt even tired after looking and walking ard for like,half the day.&lt;br /&gt;power.&lt;br /&gt;haah.&lt;br /&gt;anws,ive bought a polka dotty skirt! =D&lt;br /&gt;happy emily,&lt;br /&gt;still thinking whether to sign up for the rp camp,&lt;br /&gt;seems pretty weird and ..err,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;going to get my laptop tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;mixed feelings bout another huge responsibility for my new baby.&lt;br /&gt;but ohw ell,&lt;br /&gt;life's about responsibilities,no?&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/6580002-111279749059518316?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-6580002.post-111263083681535732</id><published>2005-04-04T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T00:07:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;m tryng to frgt tht m ddctd t &lt;i&gt;u&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hrtbrkr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,was reading my old entries.&lt;br /&gt;and damn i &lt;s&gt;fcukyou-ed&lt;/s&gt; alot last time.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa =P&lt;br /&gt;and i'd really love to relive the sec4 moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised,&lt;br /&gt;the last year of secondary school was the year i went through so much.&lt;br /&gt;the stress and pressure,&lt;br /&gt;the budding friendships with the colourful loveydovey CAREs =),&lt;br /&gt;the love and care thats all around,&lt;br /&gt;the times i started waking up late for school,&lt;br /&gt;the warm and cosy feeling i felt in school,&lt;br /&gt;the late nights we stayed to finish the archival area,&lt;br /&gt;the dumb pictures we took,&lt;br /&gt;the 4-8 sessions we had,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;study hard ar emily &lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;the 26 points for prelims haahaahaa,&lt;br /&gt;the final hurdle we crossed,&lt;br /&gt;and grad night =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,time seems to past really fast.&lt;br /&gt;andrew's in australia now.&lt;br /&gt;char's going sp,&lt;br /&gt;and raph that idiot's going to vcomms,without me ;(&lt;br /&gt;i guess friendship has really sailed for the four of us.&lt;br /&gt;i know i've mentioned this for like a gazillion times.&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously treasure the moments we've spent together,&lt;br /&gt;as the cares.&lt;br /&gt;the times we cheered each other on.&lt;br /&gt;and char,the time when we were super duper down cos of the damned c5 for chinese.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa,and raph,for the ever so silly moments shared with you acting spastic and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;yeh,and of course,andrew,thanks and loves for the times u were beside me when i needed someone to confide in.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys,very very much.&lt;br /&gt;and hope we meet up soon,yes?&lt;br /&gt;and yeah andrew,&lt;br /&gt;we'll await for your return in june.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my ever so lovely jew gems!&lt;br /&gt;wont ever forget the bunch of u guys.&lt;br /&gt;the early saturday mornings we spent in town taking photostickers,&lt;br /&gt;hogging the machines cos nobody's there.&lt;br /&gt;haahaa,&lt;br /&gt;and wz!&lt;br /&gt;the stupid times we had,&lt;br /&gt;wearing cassio and converse.&lt;br /&gt;looking dumb and going all out to be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;oh boy, it'll be hard to find someone who'd go walking ard town with u with charity stickers on your faces.&lt;br /&gt;haahaaa :)&lt;br /&gt;jamerooneyfamerooney!&lt;br /&gt;always nagging at me for my addiction for chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;mean little woman,&lt;br /&gt;but also,&lt;br /&gt;the woman who'd always share 100g nonutchocolatechipcookies with me =)&lt;br /&gt;and the woman who'd be super on for the sinful indulges we often have.&lt;br /&gt;hahah =)&lt;br /&gt;love you jew gems!&lt;br /&gt;and we OUGHT to meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;AND I SERIOUSLY MEAN SOON.&lt;br /&gt;because im starting school in like two weeks time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,im quite done for today.&lt;br /&gt;will write about other people tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6580002-111263083681535732?l=supergirl-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://supergirl-.blogspot.com/feeds/111263083681535732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6580002&amp;postID=111263083681535732' title='0 Comments'/><link 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