<?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-9585480</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:34:06.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoouuuutt!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9585480.post-112902423839008887</id><published>2005-10-11T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T02:50:38.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NGAGGG. okay whatever that sound was. ANYWAY. i was on hiatus you see. actually i wont be blogging for a while. because im MOVING! haha. i think my url will be something gotta do with BULBS. (: yays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112902423839008887?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112902423839008887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112902423839008887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112902423839008887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112902423839008887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/10/ngaggg.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112661149701000387</id><published>2005-09-13T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T04:38:17.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY. NGyuxuan, you bald EH person. i am not MOMO. haha. thats CLARISSA! (: just came back from CLSG. tired and NEED TO STUDY. okays. so you see i need to study for the final years. hmmm you get what i mean right? which means this blog's going to be TEMPORARILY UNAVAILABLE AND ONLY AVAILABLE FOR DISPLAY PURPOSES. thanks. (: and also. check out the CLARINET blog. (: haha HAHA. &lt;a href="http://clarinetg.blogspot.com"&gt;click here la. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112661149701000387?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112661149701000387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112661149701000387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112661149701000387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112661149701000387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112611272068302398</id><published>2005-09-08T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T10:05:20.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly i came to this stupid page and now i dont feel like updating. HAHA. (: good bye. i think sooner or later it will become a site for display purposes AGAIN. please motivate me to write. haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112611272068302398?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112611272068302398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112611272068302398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112611272068302398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112611272068302398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/09/suddenly-i-came-to-this-stupid-page.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112591817762758438</id><published>2005-09-05T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T04:02:57.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OKAY. damnit MY wallet. after i find out who that person is. SHE IS DEAD. like im really going to SLAP her. YOU WATCH OUT.&lt;/span&gt; IM still VERY angry bout it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112591817762758438?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112591817762758438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112591817762758438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112591817762758438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112591817762758438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112524588243036526</id><published>2005-08-29T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T09:18:02.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooooh. ooooh. hey you. yes you, CLARISSA LIM. im UPDATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets date it back to FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;okays. it was zany green parade. lots of running. NOT x-country. but running in parkway after school. alrights. we were trying to get that stupid dumb hair spray. okays. ran all the way up to giant. NOTHING. then ran down to this accessory shop where hid was. found it. looks like YELLOW. so we bought two. &lt;em&gt;eh! 1358 already. we are late! shit!&lt;/em&gt;  yes.&lt;br /&gt;so we took 196 and stopped at marine terrace which was totally a bad bad choice. so FAR away!&lt;br /&gt;ran through the underpass. up. running along carparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TAXI!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so we managed to get a taxi alright.&lt;br /&gt;EASTcoast park. we are obviously late. but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;zany was fun.. (: acting as this ugly smelly fugly toilet bowls with NH3 around us in the air. okay. maybe not. haha. just emphasizing that we are toilet bowls. (: OHOH. i sprayed my hair. sadly it wasnt YELLOW but GREEN!!! haha. its nice though! i like. then after zany, was running about taking pictures and acting like an idiot. after so many shots of jumping ones, only 1 successful. haha. but it looks reallly weird. haha. oh wells. taking pictures was fun. and and.. i got poured with water. ahh. peizhi dont you want to acknowledge your kid? thats sadness. ): poor nasila. or asila. ha. sorry short term memory's failing me again and again.&lt;br /&gt;after zany, was really tired. waited for an eternity for 31. but. cant get on. so went to the bus 10 bus stop. &lt;em&gt;BUS 10!!! &lt;/em&gt;we ran across the road like some stupid retards and we managed to get on the bus. haha. how lucky.then night fell/i was dancing around with green hair. (: and andrea with silly plaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY was fun! haha. morning, band. all of that sort. and new score. suite in f. haha. nice nice! oh. ya. theres a &lt;em&gt;solo clarinet&lt;/em&gt; part. (: that sounds yummy. haha. after band, we nearly got locked in school again. it always happen. we went to clare's house after that. me,xuan,jiayi and obviously clare. haha. first we were eating, then we were eating. after after that. we were still eating. clare was just trying to feed us until we were like fat pigs. clarissa is accountable for the pounds we gained. oh. we watched prince of &lt;u&gt;egypt&lt;/u&gt;. haha. (: then. went to play the clarinet. then the playground. oh i was falling asleep. FINALLY. clare's mum came back. and we started baking the cake. haha. fun. then surfed the net together. and tried to do the section blog thing. CLARISSA'S AN IDIOT! haha. ms typical handwriting. haha. okay. then we went home. me and jiayi alighted at payalebar mrt. then. we donated to some charity. just a few cents and the person gave us a keychain each. how nice. but guilty. ehh. ): then DINNER . it was supposed to be yummy. but thanks to clare for feeding us, i wasnt hungry at all. and i ate little of the very nice food. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: SUNDAY! CHURCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112524588243036526?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112524588243036526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112524588243036526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112524588243036526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112524588243036526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/08/ooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112523362570760279</id><published>2005-08-28T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T05:53:45.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;i will keep my blog alive. i will keep my blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my english infomative thing alrights? (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112523362570760279?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112523362570760279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112523362570760279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112523362570760279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112523362570760279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-will-keep-my-blog-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112297660837113332</id><published>2005-08-02T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T02:56:48.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know. this template sucks. im off to work on another. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112297660837113332?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112297660837113332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112297660837113332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112297660837113332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112297660837113332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112290679180707846</id><published>2005-08-01T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T07:33:11.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my not-so-coherent essay on punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Promptitude is not only a duty but is also a part of good manners; it is favorable to fortune, reputation, influence, and usefulness; a little attention and energy will form the habit, so as to make it easy and delightful – Charles Simmons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Punctuality is an essential in our daily lives. It is a form of respect for another party, and self-responsibility. Punctuality means getting something done or reaching a destination on time and not late. For example, we should always be early or punctual for our lessons. If we were not punctual for lessons, we would be wasting time for the knowledge that we could have gotten during the wasted time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Punctuality is always important when it comes to meeting someone at somewhere. This is especially important as if we are late, the other party would be rather irritated. Being late would leave a bad impression of us being irresponsible imbeciles. Imagine waiting for a person who is an hour late, we would have gotten impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          By being punctual, it leads to good attendance that eventually leads to better achievements. We would slowly develop good habits and develop a sense of responsibility towards others. Being punctual reaps reward and leads to success and self-confidence. Being late would be the vice versa of being punctual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Being punctual, people would be more trustful of us to do our jobs well, whereas, being late, people would think that we would eventually take ages to complete a task. One would not trust a late person, being, believing that the person would not take pride in their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Punctuality is not holding others back with our inadequacies. This shows that you care and respect others. It is realizing that time is important; the time of others is valuable. Time is a treasure and an investment that pays off in eternity. We are not to waste or take advantage of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Many people consider Punctuality not worth the effort of study and practice. We live in a time when we are slaves to the urgency of schedules and appointments, where our meetings and outings dictate our use of time, and even our relationships. We over-commit and over-schedule, and do not give it a second glance. Yet, time is important, and our management of time will give others a glimpse of our priorities and character.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          Therefore, punctuality is important in our lives. We only have 24 hours a day that is God given. We should cherish every single minute and second in our lives and be punctual for everything we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and laugh at my essay. ahh. its silly. tooo silly. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112290679180707846?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112290679180707846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112290679180707846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112290679180707846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112290679180707846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-my-not-so-coherent-essay-on.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112256091213661031</id><published>2005-07-28T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:28:32.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. yes. i am like FINALLY back here. haha. i really can laugh my head off now. haha. (: i am hyper now. apparently so. okay. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;DSA. was silly and funny. HAHA. Seriously who can expect such silly stuff to happen. hmm. okay. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE OF THE GIRLS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: so what do you know about tkgs?&lt;br /&gt;her: oh. its a GIRLS school.&lt;br /&gt;okay. like who doesnt know. do we really need to emphasize the tk&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;s that badly? aint that even obvious? my oh my. really. kids these days. (commonly used by frog and melodie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANOTHER GIRL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is going to play a sonatina. thats like. ---- hmmm. yes. rolls eye.&lt;br /&gt;ms sim: you play the first page enough. *thinks*another thank you and have a nice day candidate. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;her: but its going to be &lt;em&gt;very fast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, she went on with her sonatina. &lt;strong&gt;at snail speed.&lt;/strong&gt; THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YET ANOTHER GIRL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's from korea and speaks with a slang. SO. i dont really understand what she was talking. okay. she's a flautist from TKPS and the abl of the band. what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;her: i clean the band store room.&lt;br /&gt;my. thats SAD. okay. worst of all was that qiyan wrote this in the scales part: &lt;em&gt;&lt;del&gt;shocking&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;NO&lt;/del&gt; okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats kinda poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;under remarks:&lt;br /&gt;SHE CAN HELP TO CLEAN THE BAND STORE ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;haha. what a joke. cant help laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YET TO BE THE FUNNIEST SO FAR FROM CHOIR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them: so can you do at tkgs?&lt;br /&gt;her (confidently): I CAN BRING GLORY TO THE SCHOOL AND FULFILL THE SCHOOL MISSION!&lt;br /&gt;them: the school mission?&lt;br /&gt;her: THAT WOMAN....... THAT WOMAN.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was she thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;mep was fun. haha. like we were like &lt;em&gt;debating &lt;/em&gt;what was the answer? haha. cheeri's in the 22nd century. she thinks the year now is &lt;strong&gt;2105&lt;/strong&gt;. great. haha. okay. me germ and frog had a blasting time trying to vandalise the table.&lt;br /&gt;TABLE BEST JOKE&lt;br /&gt;do not vandalise.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we are spastic i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;after germ left, me and frog started scraping crap off the silly table. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAINEST but anti-social KID&lt;br /&gt;it was yet another episode that we can laugh our heads off. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i am ****** and i am from ****** primary school. my specialist subj today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HILARY DUFF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. woah. okay. another one.&lt;br /&gt;i am ****** and i am from ****** primary school. my specialist subj today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my seriously. is this a joke or something?&lt;br /&gt;yes. according to froggy, we can set up a we-love-to-laugh-at-singapore's-brainest-contestants club. yes its true! haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112256091213661031?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112256091213661031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112256091213661031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112256091213661031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112256091213661031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha_28.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112256091177993010</id><published>2005-07-28T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:28:31.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. yes. i am like FINALLY back here. haha. i really can laugh my head off now. haha. (: i am hyper now. apparently so. okay. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;DSA. was silly and funny. HAHA. Seriously who can expect such silly stuff to happen. hmm. okay. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE OF THE GIRLS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: so what do you know about tkgs?&lt;br /&gt;her: oh. its a GIRLS school.&lt;br /&gt;okay. like who doesnt know. do we really need to emphasize the tk&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;s that badly? aint that even obvious? my oh my. really. kids these days. (commonly used by frog and melodie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANOTHER GIRL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is going to play a sonatina. thats like. ---- hmmm. yes. rolls eye.&lt;br /&gt;ms sim: you play the first page enough. *thinks*another thank you and have a nice day candidate. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;her: but its going to be &lt;em&gt;very fast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: NEVERMIND.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, she went on with her sonatina. &lt;strong&gt;at snail speed.&lt;/strong&gt; THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YET ANOTHER GIRL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's from korea and speaks with a slang. SO. i dont really understand what she was talking. okay. she's a flautist from TKPS and the abl of the band. what does she do?&lt;br /&gt;her: i clean the band store room.&lt;br /&gt;my. thats SAD. okay. worst of all was that qiyan wrote this in the scales part: &lt;em&gt;&lt;del&gt;shocking&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;NO&lt;/del&gt; okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats kinda poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;under remarks:&lt;br /&gt;SHE CAN HELP TO CLEAN THE BAND STORE ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;haha. what a joke. cant help laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;YET TO BE THE FUNNIEST SO FAR FROM CHOIR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them: so can you do at tkgs?&lt;br /&gt;her (confidently): I CAN BRING GLORY TO THE SCHOOL AND FULFILL THE SCHOOL MISSION!&lt;br /&gt;them: the school mission?&lt;br /&gt;her: THAT WOMAN....... THAT WOMAN.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was she thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;mep was fun. haha. like we were like &lt;em&gt;debating &lt;/em&gt;what was the answer? haha. cheeri's in the 22nd century. she thinks the year now is &lt;strong&gt;2105&lt;/strong&gt;. great. haha. okay. me germ and frog had a blasting time trying to vandalise the table.&lt;br /&gt;TABLE BEST JOKE&lt;br /&gt;do not vandalise.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we are spastic i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;after germ left, me and frog started scraping crap off the silly table. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRAINEST but anti-social KID&lt;br /&gt;it was yet another episode that we can laugh our heads off. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i am ****** and i am from ****** primary school. my specialist subj today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HILARY DUFF&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. woah. okay. another one.&lt;br /&gt;i am ****** and i am from ****** primary school. my specialist subj today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BRITNEY SPEARS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. my seriously. is this a joke or something?&lt;br /&gt;yes. according to froggy, we can set up a we-love-to-laugh-at-singapore's-brainest-contestants club. yes its true! haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112256091177993010?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112256091177993010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112256091177993010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112256091177993010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112256091177993010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-112071678365347746</id><published>2005-07-06T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:13:03.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy. haha. i wanted to talk about that freaky ice cream man that grabbed my wallet initially but nvm. haha. okay. apparently now he IS selling ice cream at whites sands now. OH MY. wth. thats bad. seems traumatised seeing that freak. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. CLARISSA that idiot. haha. fell down again. haha. (: so clumsy. according to her, she was running after us, when we were &lt;strong&gt;walking.&lt;/strong&gt; silly. haha. when she fell, her shoe was totally left behind and her whole person thrown forward. waah. stupid. she dint have any reaction until we told her she was bleeding. ah. and we WERE trying to dress her wounds and she just screamed directly into my ear. hahha. she was like a little kid. haha. okay. i am not like mean or anything but yes, clare you were super clumsy and funny! get well soon kays. haha. clarissa ended up not taking photo with us. yes. pus is coming out of her wound. &lt;em&gt;eeeew&lt;/em&gt;.  tuition yesterday was a blast. had a great time laughing. haha. (: yesyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-112071678365347746?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/112071678365347746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=112071678365347746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112071678365347746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/112071678365347746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/07/heyy.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111961798568475030</id><published>2005-06-24T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T05:59:45.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets say i am a bit loser this time. i totally gave up my template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its being a long time. i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. all that conspiracy. even i dont even understand whats going on. right. you would think that i should know every single detail of it but apparently i dont. whoever better own up. as it drags it would get even more and more serious. yes. i mean it. it will. just admit it if you are the one. learn from your mistake. human beings are prone to make mistakes. all that useless preachings which i dont practise. im a loser. okay. &lt;u&gt;reflections&lt;/u&gt; i think. im too irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout just now. every single minute of waiting was too daunting. and nerve-wrecking. i dont know how to tell her. and express myself. and all of that sudden, its all my fault. seriously. who would care bout my useless explanations like that. im helpless. God please give me the strength to carry on. all i can do now is to pray that the instrument miraclously come back on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. its definately not nicole's fault. it would be unfair to her. and i would feel really guilty bout it. if i had had reported the first, the second would not have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling real low. and at loss. i mean what can i do la. its not like the cold-bloooded person would own up if i cry. you are just a lousy dishonest ass. YOU. if i offended you, just return that instru and you can just take my life for all i care. its like so unwise to take that instru. forget it. YOU wouldnt admit it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111961798568475030?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111961798568475030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111961798568475030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111961798568475030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111961798568475030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-say-i-am-bit-loser-this-time.html' 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LIGHTHOUSE FAMILY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're close to tears remember&lt;br /&gt;some day it'll all be over&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's darker than December&lt;br /&gt;What's ahead is a different colour&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day remember the ways&lt;br /&gt;We were so close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how we've made it through and then,&lt;br /&gt;End of the day remember the way&lt;br /&gt;Step so close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Remember it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we are gonna be (forever)&lt;br /&gt;forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;always keep me flying high&lt;br /&gt;on the wings in the sky of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think it's time you started,&lt;br /&gt;doing what we've always wanted&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause even the impossible&lt;br /&gt;Is easy when we got each other&lt;br /&gt;One day we're gonna get so high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day remember the ways&lt;br /&gt;We were so close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how we've made it through and then,&lt;br /&gt;End of the day remember the way&lt;br /&gt;Step so close to the edge&lt;br /&gt;Remember it was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we are gonna be (forever)&lt;br /&gt;forever you and me&lt;br /&gt;always keep me flying high&lt;br /&gt;on the wings in the sky of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high, high, high, high,&lt;br /&gt;high, high, high, high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. i just missed obs when i saw that clip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111858525510386736?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111858525510386736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111858525510386736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111858525510386736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111858525510386736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/06/high-lighthouse-family-when-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111811978837725774</id><published>2005-06-06T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:49:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm burnt. ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems ages since i last blogged. haha. shall talk about my obs experience briefly. i was in camp 1= residential. yupp. bunk beds.&lt;br /&gt;day1.&lt;br /&gt;rockclimbing.&lt;br /&gt;was so bored i almost cried.&lt;br /&gt;i missed mummy.&lt;br /&gt;day2.&lt;br /&gt;kayak in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;capsized.&lt;br /&gt;and almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;life vest was too loose.&lt;br /&gt;inverse tower.&lt;br /&gt;was fun.&lt;br /&gt;had to come down.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;day3.&lt;br /&gt;games.&lt;br /&gt;indiana arts festival.&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;br /&gt;1st&lt;br /&gt;2nd&lt;br /&gt;last.&lt;br /&gt;day4.&lt;br /&gt;sea expedition.&lt;br /&gt;sea sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;giddy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;day5.&lt;br /&gt;end of readership course.&lt;br /&gt;haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111811978837725774?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111811978837725774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111811978837725774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111811978837725774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111811978837725774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-burnt.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111669467051952119</id><published>2005-05-21T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:57:50.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont believe this at all. spending a whole freaking day at home and ends up just sleeping through the afternoon, rather than be doing project and watching a movie. man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love yuxuan. for talking to me on the phone. at least i didnt feel so bored. ackk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this life's getting weirder and screwer by each day. not finding a personal goal for life like mine. i cant concentrate. eeyer. i should be doing my amath. after this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is all this happening. i thought she was my friend. but suddenly both sides turned and i dont understand why. eeeyer. such a bad impression&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111669467051952119?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111669467051952119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111669467051952119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111669467051952119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111669467051952119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-believe-this-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111633179799704949</id><published>2005-05-17T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T05:16:18.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah peck; i never knew you were like me. haha. (: &lt;em&gt;*smugs*&lt;/em&gt; at least someone's like me. haha. &lt;em&gt;bian tai.&lt;/em&gt; ahh. i am so so so gay. [can you even believe chinese words are unknowingly sputtering out of my mouth. gees. GAY. ):] &lt;em&gt;*BLOCKS* &lt;/em&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. was uber embarrassment. lets start off with that darn trampoline. cramps gave me a hard time. the first time i got cramps. ): painful. double ): ): gahh. mdm lee FORCEd me into it. ): sadness. ahhh. bad bad bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cramps is sadness! wanyee now i know how its like. that &lt;em&gt;PAIN.&lt;/em&gt; ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, was painting that banner and our coconut tree. me and wanyuan &lt;em&gt;the wonderful &lt;/em&gt;ones, finished painting the coconut trees in a jiffy. my pink/red Z that i painted later. sucked. ): so ugly. how pathetic. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111633179799704949?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111633179799704949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111633179799704949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111633179799704949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111633179799704949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/ah-peck-i-never-knew-you-were-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111573845566536981</id><published>2005-05-10T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:20:55.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes you just donch understand me. i am just sad. like just sad. for some reason you shouldnt be asking why. dont ask. i will feel worse. i feel lethagic. i feel dead. there aint any life in me. everytime i try to be stronger, your presence put me down. your presence do affect me. i will overcome you one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111573845566536981?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111573845566536981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111573845566536981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111573845566536981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111573845566536981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/sometimes-you-just-donch-understand-me.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111571813680777807</id><published>2005-05-10T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T02:42:16.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am guilty and i am really sorry that i spoiled the neoprints. i am really sorry. ): i feel hated. ackk&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/9585480-111571813680777807?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111571813680777807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111571813680777807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111571813680777807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111571813680777807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-am-guilty-and-i-am-really-sorry-that.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111530836011309932</id><published>2005-05-05T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T08:52:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after all, i am going for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;. whoots. and sadness. haha. no mep camp. sacrificial. ackk. i think i screwed up my mep. haha. ms ee was asking if i was very tired. yesyes. i am. the chem proj is going to be really weird. and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. gotta. &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. dad wants me to sleep now. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother's an &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;unclassified matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for calling me the &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;x files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. am i that &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;? ahh. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;. cheeros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111530836011309932?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111530836011309932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111530836011309932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111530836011309932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111530836011309932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/after-all-i-am-going-for-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111522216326237534</id><published>2005-05-04T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T08:56:03.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. it was like centuries ago since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things aint going just the way they should be. haha. too many involvements. haha. i am busy. sigh. i wanna go for mep camp. ackk. i really want to. why must clash with obs. ahhh.. why. oh okay. let not talk bout it anymore. schoool was -fun- today. er. mdm sim took us for chinese. haha. she's really funny. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LKK&lt;/span&gt;. haha. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;. well. she said it. her nick names. haha. at first,we thought she was like so stern and stuff. haha. but at the end of the lesson, seems like she is really a very nice teacher. haha. and during english, we were building a pen structure. haha. and it toppled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the mep prac already. just hope my fingers dont entangle. haha. (: i must do well. ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuan called me. haha. and we started talking rubbish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. its really a big question. haha. are juniors scared of me? haha. dont be. you will make me scared. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&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/9585480-111522216326237534?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111522216326237534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111522216326237534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111522216326237534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111522216326237534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/lets.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111512146934904121</id><published>2005-05-03T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T04:59:38.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my. this template is so U.G.L.Y. ): sadness. i realised i have not been updating seriously. haha. BUT. i will soon. haha. i dint even realise i gotta play &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; songs for mep. i am dead pork. &lt;em&gt;screams but useless&lt;/em&gt;. ackk. this is really baddd. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt; g&lt;u&gt;o&lt;/u&gt;ing t&lt;u&gt;o&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;b&lt;/u&gt;e a dread.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;guess.&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/9585480-111512146934904121?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111512146934904121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111512146934904121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111512146934904121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111512146934904121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111503385255855878</id><published>2005-05-02T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T04:37:32.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;. ): its about time i have a new template. haha. working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111503385255855878?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111503385255855878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111503385255855878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111503385255855878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111503385255855878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111452417819112014</id><published>2005-04-26T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T07:02:58.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. things are weird. i updated the photos! haha. check it out. (: haha. i dont have a sweet voice. haha. jess, you are not anti social. elaine you are crazy about kenn. charmaine, you are zilian. siying is always weird. wanyuan started hi-ing to me. brina.. er. is also weird. haha. serene is still funny. atiqah's always too funny. haha. hidayah's poking me. everyone's still here. haha. i'm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111452417819112014?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111452417819112014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111452417819112014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111452417819112014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111452417819112014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111444245243058670</id><published>2005-04-25T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:47:12.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our spirits. (: touched. i am so sorry jess. if we made you real angry. ): &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111444245243058670?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111444245243058670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111444245243058670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111444245243058670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111444245243058670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/our-spirits.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111408447848216613</id><published>2005-04-21T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T04:54:38.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;tkgssb rocked my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;  (:&lt;/span&gt;&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/9585480-111408447848216613?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111408447848216613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111408447848216613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111408447848216613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111408447848216613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/tkgssb-rocked-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111392598541964466</id><published>2005-04-19T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T08:53:05.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant find the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;inner peace&lt;/span&gt; in my heart. i just cant find it. suddenly. haha. charmaine, how do i find it? eeyer. such a failure. cant even find inner peace. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school sucked today. adding, my powerpoint that i worked through the early morning/late night. all the efforts are like. GONE. thanks to ms deepa, the script that i spent so much time typing is DELETED. thanks so much deepa. ackk. mr ang was a pain. as usual. what more can you expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a chicken during the march past. my toes are burnt. hmm. edible. rmbed siying's hungry, want some cooked human toes? haha. i am just joking. unless you are a cannibal. nvm. havent study finish phy. this is bad. haha. i think i will flung this test, again. this term's totally in the pits. dont know where to pick up from. all the proj are screwed. yes. our heavenly plan for tmr's geog presentation. haha. 'mrs tan, cannot open the file!'  gettit? ya. we gonna use our compiled ppts that is not arranged well yet. and save it in a DISKETTE. ya. expect the com to hang tmr. haha. (: evil. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gossip gossip. whatever. (: i cant stand her. and her and her. haha. guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111392598541964466?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111392598541964466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111392598541964466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111392598541964466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111392598541964466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cant-find-inner-peace-in-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111347939812573083</id><published>2005-04-14T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T04:49:58.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>right. the most disappointing moment. ever. though i had accepted it, i cant help but wonder why yuhua dint get gold with honours laa. eeyer. siying said the judges were gayy. even marsling, orchid park, temasek got gold with honours. and us. hmm. its just like that. not like we can change the fact. moving on. we will work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111347939812573083?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111347939812573083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111347939812573083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111347939812573083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111347939812573083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/right.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111270293291670688</id><published>2005-04-05T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T05:08:52.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes. i am just so pissed. shoot me if you're unhappy with me. i know you want to. go ahead. hmm. nono i am not crazy or anything. i'm perfectly fine. just that you've just pissed me. i dont care what you think and i hope you could just shut up. shutting up for just 1 hour would be eternal peace for me. shut me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im deranged. yes. so what. stop laughing in my face. i'm getting irritated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my life's not getting anywhere. grades are slipping. what am i suppose to do? with you, you are totally adding stress to my life. stop it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its not funny. i am just sad. just a part of life. its just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111270293291670688?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111270293291670688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111270293291670688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111270293291670688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111270293291670688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111270246353540476</id><published>2005-04-05T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T05:01:03.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;t&lt;u&gt;ha&lt;/u&gt;nk you for &lt;u&gt;r&lt;/u&gt;u&lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt;n&lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt;ng &lt;u&gt;m&lt;/u&gt;y bloodly l&lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt;fe. oh yes. cong&lt;u&gt;ra&lt;/u&gt;tul&lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;t&lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt;ons. &lt;u&gt;a&lt;/u&gt;ss&lt;u&gt;h&lt;/u&gt;ole. &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/9585480-111270246353540476?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111270246353540476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111270246353540476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111270246353540476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111270246353540476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-for-ruining-my-bloodly-life.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111253704440113436</id><published>2005-04-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T07:04:04.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Do not be afraid.&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/9585480-111253704440113436?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111253704440113436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111253704440113436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111253704440113436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111253704440113436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-not-be-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111235979130406604</id><published>2005-04-01T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T07:05:54.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;an update? haha. yes i know you are looking forward to this. haha. (: you just love listening to the stories of my life. haha. okay serene, here i go. i shall just 'report' on the annual school sports day lahh. oh yes. you realise its a new layout. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-day before-&lt;br /&gt;please thank me. i stayed up just to write and fold the class tees. dont complain that the front's too plain. i've done what i could. (: dun complain that YOUR name is too small. &lt;em&gt;it just seemed to be getting smaller.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;real sorry. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aprils fool-&lt;br /&gt;i was one. hha. okay. lugged that whole bag of tees to the stadium. waah. i am so strong. like real. the march past was stupid. and then during the national anthem, everyone was laughing. and we said the pledge faster than those ppl at the stands. ha. march and march. so on. kayss. comes cheerleading. was screaming at the top of my voice. &lt;strong&gt;3,2,1 HIT IT! 1,2,3,4!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;del&gt;pretty impresssssive&lt;/del&gt; haha. kays. we got second. i dont mind. we are all winners. (: dont mind me. oh ya. hope shengjie and hid's feeling better now. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went pp, and ate lunch. &lt;em&gt;duh.&lt;/em&gt; lunch was funny. 10 people sitting there and laughing, practically embarrassing ourselves la. kays. there was this woman sitting behind us that brought her own chilli to kfc. haha. darn joke. ahaha. that woman looks psychotic too. true. and she was STARING at us. hha. and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;siying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;too. hhaa. then went mini toons. on the way there, me and wy, started whispering. haha. and all of us ended laughing. &lt;em&gt;how much do you have? quick tell me. hahahahahaha. shhhh. this is a shopping centre, keep quiet! &lt;/em&gt;so typical us. actually wanted to go giant to carry out that dumb game but aborted the idea. oh. me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;siying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, sihui went to the kiddies toilet. that bowl was so low. haha. rushed off after going mph. i was late for piano as a result. haha. not usual so it was okay. hah. ciao people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111235979130406604?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111235979130406604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111235979130406604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111235979130406604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111235979130406604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/04/update-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111185015121738082</id><published>2005-03-26T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:18:42.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I GOT KNOCKED BY A CAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alright. yes. that car was reversing and knocked me. okays. today had been a bad day, when a car knocks you, and some idiot that knocks you, and falling into the drain, what else can you ask for. tuition was just as equally bad. haha. okay. minfei came out with this; bitch+dumb guy=perfect pair. true, two big mouths. one from kc and the other acs BARKER. yarh. all those rubbish. well. they asked us to sit on the floor right. so what if they're sec 4s. one's a bitch, the other's a dumbass. well. what else can be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really want a new template. someone volunteer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;PUA SIYING LOOKS VERY VERY SPASTIC ON THE WEBCAM. I HOPE I MADE MY POINT. (: THANKS. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111185015121738082?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111185015121738082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111185015121738082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111185015121738082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111185015121738082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-got-knocked-by-car.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111166796345055236</id><published>2005-03-24T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T04:39:23.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. this is great. i just uploaded all the pictures. go check it out yeahh. haha. okay. say should i get a new template? haha. maybe. see la. haha. okay. apparently in this much deranged mood. kaysss.. fanfiction is like so gayy now. most of the stories are like gayy. ooo. GAY. oh what did i want to say? &lt;em&gt;yes. i remember now.&lt;/em&gt; ya. kerry's being adopted. worry no more. haha. that cute dog. found a home of her own. sweeett.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111166796345055236?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111166796345055236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111166796345055236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111166796345055236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111166796345055236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay_24.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111113923069260813</id><published>2005-03-18T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:47:10.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whootts. okays. i swear i am going to put up those spastic pictures real real soon. haha. tonight. maybe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111113923069260813?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111113923069260813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111113923069260813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111113923069260813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111113923069260813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/whootts.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111103206478098828</id><published>2005-03-16T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:01:04.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y21/mystic13/smile14copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;hey people. this is kerry. a 2 month old mongrel. its a poor stray dog. please adopt her. if you are interested do contact me okay? :) &lt;A href="mailto:woggy_audrey@hotmail.com"&gt;woggy_audrey@hotmail.com&lt;/A&gt; yes. please help.&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/9585480-111103206478098828?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111103206478098828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111103206478098828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111103206478098828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111103206478098828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-people.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111064398281114609</id><published>2005-03-13T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T08:13:02.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fantasia Barrino-Truth Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Ohhh... Ohhh Ah oh Ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran into an old friend yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Caught me by surprise when he called my name&lt;br /&gt;He was a familiar face, from a chapter in my past&lt;br /&gt;Talked for awhile, I smiled and then&lt;br /&gt;Said that he was seeing somebody and&lt;br /&gt;Told me this was gonna lastShowing me her photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and it's killing me cause, now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse 2]We reminisce on the way things used to be&lt;br /&gt;Shared a couple laughs, and some memories&lt;br /&gt;Talked about the things that changed&lt;br /&gt;Some for good and some for bad&lt;br /&gt;Then he said good-bye and he paid for brunch&lt;br /&gt;Promised that we'd always keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed my bags and grabbed my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Walked away and that was that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the feelings I thought were gone&lt;br /&gt;Came rushing back to me at once&lt;br /&gt;Tried to smile and hide the way I felt&lt;br /&gt;But I was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and it's killing me cause, now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;[bridge]Now the truth is, it hurts&lt;br /&gt;But I know that the fault's mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I let him go&lt;br /&gt;Tried to get over it, but it's messed up&lt;br /&gt;He's not mine (because I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2x]&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never got over you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) Wish I was standing in her shoes&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) I never should have let you go&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and it's killing me cause, now I know&lt;br /&gt;(Truth is) and when it's all said and done, Guess I'm still I love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta be honest, I guess&lt;br /&gt;I-I guess, I'm still in love, in love, in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111064398281114609?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111064398281114609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111064398281114609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064398281114609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064398281114609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/fantasia-barrino-truth-is-ahh-ohhh_13.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111064256847840847</id><published>2005-03-12T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T07:49:28.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my childhood never fails to puzzle me. why am i treated differently? why not others but me? God knows. its okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111064256847840847?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111064256847840847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111064256847840847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064256847840847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064256847840847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-childhood-never-fails-to-puzzle-me.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111064229191798279</id><published>2005-03-12T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T07:44:51.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. finally the school holidays have arrived. yes. finally. haha. like my new template? nvm. got back my progress report. failed 2 subjects badly with 2 E8s. yet so, i got 18 for L1R5. sounds funny but true. dint expect it though. english and combine humans was a let down. esp english. how bad can it be gosh. its real bad.. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;my holiday schedule is like shit. so packed. it doesnt even seem like a holiday at all. mon cheerleading then go see mrs ang, tuesday band, wed band, thursday nothing fortunately, friday band, sat band. ohhh. my. got so much hw too. gahhh. nvm i will work hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111064229191798279?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111064229191798279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111064229191798279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064229191798279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064229191798279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111064244865233172</id><published>2005-03-12T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T07:47:28.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my childhood never failed to puzzle me. why was i the one who grew up in someone else's home and brought back to home when i was a pre teen? why? siblings stayed at &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt;, while i stayed in someone else's home. i was 'babysat'. why. why dont my parents just find time to actually spend time with me? why must it be like i see them once a week? God knows. its okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111064244865233172?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111064244865233172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111064244865233172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064244865233172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111064244865233172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-childhood-never-failed-to-puzzle-me.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-111062155464085580</id><published>2005-03-12T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T01:59:14.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayy. this tedious thing is finally done. haha. i am so proud. but its still ugly. haha. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111062155464085580?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111062155464085580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='html'>test test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-111061631554961014?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/111061631554961014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=111061631554961014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111061631554961014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/111061631554961014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/test-test_111061631554961014.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110967762992908598</id><published>2005-03-01T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T03:49:08.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is so going to be a long long entry. haha. okay. shall just start off by saying.. i have finally completed the template! *threee cheers for me!* okay, so much for the ego-ness.&lt;br /&gt;i totally dint update like for ages. too many tests. ooohh. okay. aint happy with the results. like how can english get a c5??? and how can compo get like 16 upon 30? its rubbish la. that comes along with stupid social studies when we dont even have a single proper lesson of. and obviously i failed. haha. not surprising. and chinese was okay. amath sucked. yuck. chem mep and emath was fine. geog flunked. nvm&lt;br /&gt;okay. suddenly the lums are highly competitive. this is bad. making me feel like a hopeless dope. i am never going to make it.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. *flashback*12 feb 2005. benson's 21st birthday. that day was screwed. he was such an idiot. he dint stay during the afternoon to help with the preparation. idiot. ended up me and shan and mummy did everything. how irresponsible. worst still he went to watch a &lt;em&gt;movie&lt;/em&gt;. how horrid. his friends are crazy. just like him. and lame. they were like, "you're his sister right? you always pick up the phone one!" like whatever. do i care?&lt;br /&gt;seems like i had forgotten what i wanted to say. i've got a weak brain that is the size of a pathetic peanut and that is of no use at all. i refuse to study anymore. i will break down soon. gahh. yes. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SIYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.i made it a point of mentioning your name here. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110967762992908598?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110967762992908598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110967762992908598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110967762992908598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110967762992908598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-so-going-to-be-long-long-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110966892664021056</id><published>2005-03-01T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T01:22:06.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trying hard.. fiddling hard.. that picture doesnt want to appear. its still under constrution. how bad can it be. shucks. and class tee. i am going to be so dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110966892664021056?l=shoouuuutt.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-9585480.post-110778916785757766</id><published>2005-02-07T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T07:12:47.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahaha.chinese new year is here la. waiting to open the campaign. :) great. i failed chinese for the whole term. lousy surprise. whatevverr. wondering if i should go back to mbs. haha. see whether got time not. think siying's going back. i feel tired. err. :/ whatever. i cant sleep. as in i really cant sleep as in insomia. :/ nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110778916785757766?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110778916785757766/comments/default' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyy people. yes. so much for changing a new template. ew. i cant stand this one any longer. whatever. i feel like a jinx. make people lose their thumbdrive and sch badge. am i like cursed or something. whatever. i feel like shit. ya.&lt;br /&gt;valentine's coming. haha. tmr's chinese new year. haha. love is in the air. :) bought many chocs and sweets for many people. yupp. :) haha. &lt;del&gt;am i ever so nice.&lt;/del&gt; nevermind bout that. probably today really inspire me to write a song bout human beings. like no one's perfect and stuff. gahh. and that we gotta accept who we are? hint hint. yes. &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; if you are reading. crap la. nevermind. think this song probably be the most meaningful song ever. yupp. still thinking of that freaking tune. how would this song sound like. gahh. dun care la. off to really change the template i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110784662710396420?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110784662710396420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110784662710396420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110784662710396420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110784662710396420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/02/heyy-people.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110744074886772017</id><published>2005-02-03T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T06:25:48.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. finally. all those tests are all over. really looking forward to cny. cause of the bucks and the holiday. nothing else. i am finally freeeeeedddd. i am just so happy. 3 more major tests and tests are totally gone for this term. i am so happy. math rocks. haha. not really la. it still suck. hhaaa. funny. the school actually took out the western food stall. and now there is like those vendors selling polar pies? gahh. whats the use. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still gotta do the class tee shirt. not very happy bout it though. i feel so tired. i think i injured my shoulder again. and my back. is aching like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yes. think our class is like going to lose for sports day. thanks to me. :/ i cant run now. everytime i run feels like my back can break and shatter anything. 400m. i think i cant handle it anymore. cant sprint it anymore. how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh yes. mr ang's not coming tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that thing in front wasnt meant to be seen. haha. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel wonderful. i want to buy that fantasia's cd. coz got truth is. that song really rock. so nice. :) haha. unfortunately stacy and froggay says that she sings like a duck. that constipated voice. true la. i just like that song. hey maybe she could take over daisy duck's role eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats like a ton of things that i gotta buy. i am short of money. yes. someone from nila utama haven pay me for the photos. also never pay elaine. pooooor girl. i am in need of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so embarrassed. siying tripped me outside class and almost fell in front of mrs hoy. errr. ya. then during english, i tripped over katherine's chair while walking &lt;del&gt;anxiously&lt;/del&gt; towards the class cupboard. i was so .. sigh. forget bout it. you know. that feeling. embarrassment. humiliation. nahh. wasnt so bad lahh. okay. on to surfing the net. prob tmr i will change my template once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110744074886772017?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110744074886772017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110744074886772017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110744074886772017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110744074886772017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110697431578674247</id><published>2005-01-29T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:51:55.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey. say. isnt it cool? 3e4 rocks. haha. there are like tons of people with the same birthday and the same name oohh&lt;br /&gt;me, siying and wanyuan - 14 nov&lt;br /&gt;bindhya and yongen - 30 dec&lt;br /&gt;charmaine chee and serene - 10 june&lt;br /&gt;charmaine choy and brina - 18 oct&lt;br /&gt;kendra and wanyee - 4 sep&lt;br /&gt;yilin and shengjie - 27 apr&lt;br /&gt;jue lei and farhanah - 19 sep&lt;br /&gt;2 audreys&lt;br /&gt;2 charmaines&lt;br /&gt;2 diyanas.&lt;br /&gt;how coincidental/&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;:):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;i know i am crazy la. okay. i will stop being crazy for 1 min. yes. haha. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110697431578674247?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110697431578674247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110697431578674247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110697431578674247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110697431578674247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110663713671192316</id><published>2005-01-25T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T00:38:38.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nila utama.&lt;br /&gt;how fun and cool it was.&lt;br /&gt;we went there unenthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;came back enthusiastically.&lt;br /&gt;memories will always be in our heart.&lt;br /&gt;and not let the spirit die.&lt;br /&gt;nila utamas.&lt;br /&gt;you guys rock.&lt;br /&gt;the bestest watch-mates ever.&lt;br /&gt;the nicest Ju of all.&lt;br /&gt;hold to the wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;i will not forget.&lt;br /&gt;i will remember.&lt;br /&gt;that i loved you nila utamas so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110663713671192316?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110663713671192316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110663713671192316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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without &lt;em&gt;singlish&lt;/em&gt;. ehh. okay. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;1st day 17th january 2005-&lt;br /&gt;haha. duh was the first day? haha. alright. that point of moment? i was excited. :) haha. like &lt;em&gt;duhh.&lt;/em&gt; okay. got all those dumb briefing and stuff like that like boring. wait i eat my lunch first. :) hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110628328520979218?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110628328520979218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110628328520979218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110628328520979218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110628328520979218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110474250965883559</id><published>2005-01-03T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T00:57:16.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly.i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i was at the scene of that tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;i wished i died there.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;kill me.&lt;br /&gt;i'd be happy enough if you would do that for me.&lt;br /&gt;i started thinking.&lt;br /&gt;why i am saying this.&lt;br /&gt;its because i had being a lousy person.&lt;br /&gt;had i?&lt;br /&gt;or had i not?&lt;br /&gt;i think i did many things.&lt;br /&gt;i made people sad&lt;br /&gt;and happy.&lt;br /&gt;am i considered a good person?&lt;br /&gt;i am having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;slit me.&lt;br /&gt;if you think i am a rotten person.&lt;br /&gt;if i did hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;i am utterly sorry&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why am i saying this.&lt;br /&gt;like as if i was in a trance.&lt;br /&gt;its weird.&lt;br /&gt;not everyone is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;am i an angel&lt;br /&gt;or a devil?&lt;br /&gt;am i good&lt;br /&gt;or bad?&lt;br /&gt;if the tsunami hit singapore.&lt;br /&gt;i did be glad if i died.&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else on earth are safe.&lt;br /&gt;reflections.&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;if i am a nice&lt;br /&gt;or bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110474250965883559?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110474250965883559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110474250965883559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110474250965883559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110474250965883559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/01/suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110474023054422639</id><published>2005-01-03T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T00:57:29.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so pprrrooouuud of myself. this is the first time i formatted a new skin so fast in just 5 minutes. no i am not trying to be egoistic. hha. alright. 3e4 rocks. :) all i can say is the people there are nice. :) haha. ok. i am like &lt;em&gt;so happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. i finally got back my results! haha. i got an honour! &lt;em&gt;*appluase*&lt;/em&gt; no one could actually believe i actually got a honour. haha. look at me. haha. besides this is sub ele. haha. still think i screwed up the free work. &lt;strong&gt;totally.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. germ did stay in singapore. heard today she's got a fever. get well soon girl. :) I MISS 2E8! miss yeo and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. guess what. i have not finished that pile of holiday homework. thank goodness emath lesson will be on thursday. meaning i've got a few more days to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i love my template. :) i changed coz &lt;del&gt;suyan&lt;/del&gt; dr chia've got the same template. haha. oh. now that school has started, i crave to wake up real late. sigh.. was wishfully hoping i could sleep during principal's address. it sucked. i need to sleep. i &lt;strong&gt;D E S P E R A T E L Y&lt;/strong&gt; need to sleep. :) bought wooooossshhhcccuuuaaaannnnnnn's present already. haha, i gotta pay cheeri instalment. because i am soooo poooooorr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks xiuyu for that very wonderful nice keychain. it looks &lt;em&gt;expensive.&lt;/em&gt; i feel so pennyless. that necklace. looks so exceptionally &lt;strong&gt;cheap. &lt;/strong&gt;i am so sorry because i am not as rich. :) hurry come back so i can give it to you. and hopefully i dont forget to bring it again. oh ya. not mentioning i hand made it. :) the thought that counts. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110474023054422639?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110474023054422639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110474023054422639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110474023054422639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110474023054422639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-so-pprrrooouuud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110430816782061828</id><published>2004-12-29T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T00:16:07.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wonder if there is ballet on friday but it gonna be new year's eve. i want my sub ele results! its killing me. and manda. haha. 8 ppl got distinction. wonder if we are among. 8 out of 15. no one failed. how stunningg. yet in kl the same examiner failed half the students. you got to be kidding. pps ppl know their results already. think nicole and tabby both got distinctions. i'm dead. will not be surprised but sad if i only get a commended. free work sucked. the suspend's killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wondering if i would stay at sheena's house for a sleepover tmr after the party. yuxuan is. i mean i doubt i would stayover. haha. why not get a few more ppl to stay. its not fun having like only 3 ppl staying over. maybe xuan's going to stay by herself with sheena. haha. holidays' coming to an end. yupp. and i'm left with a page of math to do. i feel so guilty. i forgot to burn that 4 cds for minfei. she's going to &lt;em&gt;kill&lt;/em&gt;  me. next year. haha. i am so sorry. thinking bout cds, yuxuan please hurry up burn and return to me. haha. thankew. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110430816782061828?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110430816782061828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110430816782061828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110430816782061828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110430816782061828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/wonder-if-there-is-ballet-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110420617796917957</id><published>2004-12-28T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T02:09:54.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let us remember that the Christmas heart is a giving heart, a wide open heart that thinks of others first. The birth of the baby Jesus stands as the most significant event in all history, because it has meant the pouring into a sick world of the healing medicine of love which has transformed all manner of hearts for almost two thousand years... Underneath all the bulging bundles is this beating Christmas heart. --George Mathhew Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY WOULDNT ANYONE GIVE ME A CAMERA FOR CHRISTMAS!!! nevermind. haha. thanks for those wonderful cards sent from weiting, chermaine, sheena, xuan, twinnie, and sihui! and many presents from everyyone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110420617796917957?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110420617796917957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110420617796917957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110420617796917957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110420617796917957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/let-us-remember-that-christmas-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110386854443299427</id><published>2004-12-24T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:09:39.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yayy. finally did the photo compilations of 2e8.. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110386854443299427?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110386854443299427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110386854443299427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110386854443299427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110386854443299427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/yayy.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110386642017017480</id><published>2004-12-24T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:09:55.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just got blinded by clare's blog. this year's christmas is totally crazy. and of course totally busted. look at that christmas tree. &lt;em&gt;its shakkiing and &lt;/em&gt;its totally bent. one year living in the store room and it looks totally dead now. finally christmas is here. but not in a christmas mood. not at all. &lt;em&gt;that asshole could you just shuddup for one min.&lt;/em&gt; getting ready for the feast tonight and countdown to christmas. spanking. not enthuu bout this at all. clarissa pls pay up or we wont have any tee shirts. haha. and yes twinn you better start calling. i wanna kill myself. and reincarnate as a goat. wonder will they roast that turkey. hope it wont be like last year. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110386642017017480?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110386642017017480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110386642017017480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110386642017017480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110386642017017480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-just-got-blinded-by-clares-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110379218265673712</id><published>2004-12-23T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T00:56:22.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey. sorry la. i was in a freakingly bad mood [supposing my mom having a bad mood and had been screaming at me for nothing. yes. nothing. totally. &lt;em&gt;ding dong&lt;/em&gt;. and not letting me out? crazy] apparently i am okay now. yes. :) whatever. somehow i feel like writing a song. bleugh. i know it'll suck. oh yes. i'm going to write about &lt;em&gt;that person.&lt;/em&gt;how much i dislike that person, how that person boss me around, and of course,  how irritating and annoying that person is. haha. saying this makes me feel so &lt;strong&gt;contented.&lt;/strong&gt;yupp. my design suck. i'm such a failure. lousy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;now this is weird to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*i'm hopelessly such an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110379218265673712?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110379218265673712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110379218265673712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110379218265673712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110379218265673712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/hey_23.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110378253350807435</id><published>2004-12-22T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:15:33.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you made me sad.you made me cry. i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110378253350807435?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110378253350807435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110378253350807435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110378253350807435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110378253350807435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/you-made-me-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110363129962573086</id><published>2004-12-21T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T04:17:44.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was trying to read that chemistry book just reading. yes. maybe if i go on i might be harbouring thoughts of commiting suicide. haha. talking bout commiting suicide, clarissa all of us may have to start eating grass. yes. cause we gonna turn into goats when we reincarnate uhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and then those 'human beings' supposingly you, are going slaughter us &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the minute we are born&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. rubbish. haha. think are we like going to turn into goats if we commit suicide? it'll be a waste la. in my opinion its better to become a chicken. haha. yes. not everyone like that &lt;em&gt;mehhhh&lt;/em&gt; meat. yes. more people prefer chicken to goat meat/mutton. it stinks. one thing bout being a chicken is that we would be overfed and we will explode. nah not to such an extend. ha. okay. and sure it doesnt make sense if we all become goats. there'll be too many goats, and the eco system will be strongly affected. think if the whole world commits suicide, there'll be too many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;meehhhhhh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things. goats in schools, malls, parliament, in no time goats are going to dominate the world. go mehhh. what if a goat commits suicide? will it reversingly turn into a human? we are mutton. :) bite me. chew me. digest me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110363129962573086?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110363129962573086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110363129962573086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110363129962573086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110363129962573086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/was-trying-to-read-that-chemistry-book.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110360694420050982</id><published>2004-12-20T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:29:33.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love my phone. haha. thanks to that &lt;b&gt;egoistic&lt;/b&gt; one, my phone is filled with all her pics and my phone memory is almost full. last friday went for the tj concert. &lt;em&gt;fantillicious.&lt;/em&gt; haha. spent quite a sum on the steamboat and flowers. then on saturday went for the vj concert. after the concert clarissa just dumped me at the round about when her dad came. i was alone for 15 minutes. oh tasneem dun be jealous i know its a bigger bouquet of flowers but on sat there was more ppl and less snrs. well. bigger budget. haha. sorry la. we went to the arcade with xiuyu's bouquet of flowers. haha. me and xuan played that stupid row the boat game. then later with clarissa insisting on playing that lame game. oh and yuxuan wanted to play that dumb kill the shark game. haha. 2 tokens and dint play the game la. then before that we were playing air hockey yes and spent about like 9 or 12 tokens altogether for that game. sheena and yuxuan screamed. clarissa was superbly crazy bout that game. wanyuan sihui are good at that game huh? haha. before we knew, sheena and that monkey clarissa(yuxuan's descendant) were playing that marvel super hero or something like that. then me and clarissa wanted to play that datona thingg and our tokens got eaten up. &lt;em&gt;lousy machine.&lt;/em&gt; nvm la.its only a token.then got extra tokens and played that spot the mistake game and we were late. ran and ran. got a taxi at like 725. haha. traffic jam. reached there slightly late but havent start thank goodness. haha. my dad came early this time. haha. my day sucked yesterday. forget bout that la. woke up with a splitting headache. not intending to go for band tmr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110360694420050982?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110360694420050982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110360694420050982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110360694420050982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110360694420050982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-love-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13209351894892669201</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-9585480.post-110317542711885309</id><published>2004-12-15T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:10:32.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha. hi everyone. alright there's something wrong with my com again. haha. nevermind. cant type links. oh yupp i got my new phone. sick of nokia phones so changed to sony ericsson T630. my com's hanging byee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110317542711885309?l=shoouuuutt.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-9585480.post-110290833203588463</id><published>2004-12-12T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T19:46:09.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my december</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;half of december's gone. that means like half a month to go to sch.. now that i really had gone into that silly holiday mood wonder how am i going to adapt when the school reopens. will be sleeping all the way through class. haha. okay. beach day was okayly fun.. sad part is that i'm sunburnt. well? soaked up in the sun and sea for almost the whole day. the forfeit and play part was the most embarrassing part of that day. making milo with your own saliva. haha. but we drank the one that was not our saliva. haha. eeeww. play-acting was embarrassment. we sucked la. haha.nvm. but we had fun. that day seemd to pass very slowly.. haha. that band bonding part was fun. but ended up got lots of cuts on my leg. and we couldnt find some of the missing pieces. but we had fun. haha. wadeva. cheeri and chermaine ate up lots of the chix wings while waiting for cheeri's dad's car. hungry la. later got piano at 1.30 sigh. cant be bothered to practise the concert pieces. ladadum. bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9585480-110290833203588463?l=shoouuuutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shoouuuutt.blogspot.com/feeds/110290833203588463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9585480&amp;postID=110290833203588463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9585480/posts/default/110290833203588463'/><link 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