<?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-780005835949222600</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:18:25.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAPER HORSES ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-3899468096294097414</id><published>2007-09-22T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T20:42:39.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th.</title><content type='html'>went studyg with jasmine @ mac. @ first, i was studyg chapter 6 of science. then there's quite a lot of ppl who walks past me, lookg @ it. -.- so i skipped t chapter 8. didn't really study. joewleow, zhiyuan and their friends were there. so again, joeyleow will make me want t disturb him. idk why lah. anyways, mac was very very very hot. so i couldn't study too. after that, jasmine decided t come my house t watch movies online but couldn't find anythg we like. end up, i borrowed final destination 3 from my brother. so we watched. actually, both of us watched before. so we just left th tv on and then she played games while i was watchg and crappg. i told my didi that jasmine is very crazy, so my didi called her crazy woman. hahahah. and jasmine was really crazy but she insisted she's normal. -.- c'mon jasmine, face th fact, you're crazy. then ard 8, she went back home. k, tomorrow gonna do art. i don't like art. i think it's very mafan. :( and.. sigh. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3899468096294097414?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3899468096294097414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=3899468096294097414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3899468096294097414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3899468096294097414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/4th.html' title='4th.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7208092314219806278</id><published>2007-09-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T21:27:22.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found you here, now please just stay for awhile.</title><content type='html'>i was super sleepy and jasmine said i looked like i didn't sleep for alot of days and just came out from prison. -__- had sexual education again. it's practically boring me please. english, charis, darren, julian, weixiong and i did our work as a group. hahaha. yes, praise us, cos we were one of th few who did th work. i've been rather guai nowadays already ok! then math, was listening t what mdm seah was going through for th mock exam. some, i don't understand.  th what mean, median, mode that one. th whole class was rather quiet, just t understand what she was saying and guess what she did and said? she let go th screen so it made th very loud sound and said we didn't listen t her. hello, so many of us were listening can. then recess. science was next. didn't listen in class. was just doodling on a piece of paper with charis. ehhh, my handwriting better than yours leh charis, jealous? then lit. was paying attention. heh. :D after schl, went kfc with jasmine. eat, but didn't finish th burger cos i wasn't that hungry. then studied from 1 plus till 4 plus? :D and then jasmine and i kept disturbing brian and amanda who was behind, especially jasmine. -.- keep disturbing them until they pekchek. see lah jasmine. tsktsk. then after that.. hehhehheh. (: and homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa'sa blog's so true. super cruel lah th world. killing animals for food and money. i think i become vegetarian better. but definitely, can't. if only we were created t eat non-meat food. if only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7208092314219806278?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7208092314219806278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7208092314219806278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7208092314219806278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7208092314219806278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-found-you-here-now-please-just-stay.html' title='i found you here, now please just stay for awhile.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-6981560777396035286</id><published>2007-09-20T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:06:53.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chinese was boring. time passed real slowwwwwwww. recessed, went t do th something painting. history, had group test. we're so prepared t fail and have extra lessons. and was pretty embarrassed just now. :( math was after that. had mock exam, was able t do most of them. (: know why? cos there's answers. when there's answer, i can anyhow make th steps and wala! i got th same answers. science was next, i still cannot remember them. -.- i think i wana take physics instead of bio. then english. boring ~ k, then after schl, went eat mac with charis again. ya, i think i love mac. then went t find jasmine and then she came my house, charis went home. watched shadow puppet? it's like 5 more min then over, then my tutor came. :( but nothing much happened t th ending. i didn't like th show, but jasmine says it's nice. and she says i'm very rough with my laptop. tuition was alright. i think i can remember most of what she'd taught? hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my cousin's blog and she said she dreamt bout me and her dream was rather messy like mine. cousins have same kinds of dreams. okay, i miss her vehli much. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6981560777396035286?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6981560777396035286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6981560777396035286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6981560777396035286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6981560777396035286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/chinese-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-3312283419060132636</id><published>2007-09-19T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T21:22:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you took a hammer t these walls, dragged th memories down th hall.</title><content type='html'>i was brave enough last night. (: heh. okay, science, cher didn't come. i did my work. (: i've been rather hardworking nowadays. then had pe. super suay. once soccer started, corey kicked th ball and i was th first victim. she's like one rough girl can. everytime i wana catch th ball, she kick, i will dodge. scary can. had real fun. i love soccer, though idk how t play. we were sweating so much. everyone had fun, i think. last week, most of th girls didn't really participate in it, this week, i think all participated? and when i see th ppl playing with smiles and laughter, i think that our class is actually pretty united. each goal made, everyone was happy. even th opponent teams too. great laughter. i love it. :D i didn't had recess today. well, i usually don't on pe days. then history, mt, english. still singing 'yue liang dai biao wo de xin'. hahaha. and i love charis's game. well, i think alot of our classmates too. pretty addictive y'know. then went t do IT project with charis and benjamin. i seriously don't like t stand beside benjamin. he's f-ing tall. idk so tall for what. -.- we did editing and stuffs ended up just passing up like that. then homed. cooked egg, chicken with cheese in butter. i like cooking. (: then slept and studied. see, i studied. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and ahma's gone home. phewwwww. i thought she was gonna stay longer. parents came back last night. welcome back. and my didi told me that my ah ma took my blanket for me and she fell down? idk if he was telling th truth, cos i think i remembered bringing my blanket out with me. i was sleepwalking i think. cos i was sleeping in my darn stuffy hot room, th next morning i was outside. heh. but i was half awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i crave for them. why can't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3312283419060132636?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3312283419060132636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=3312283419060132636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3312283419060132636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3312283419060132636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-took-hammer-t-these-walls-dragged.html' title='you took a hammer t these walls, dragged th memories down th hall.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-2549034574972197399</id><published>2007-09-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:06:41.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i see your smile.</title><content type='html'>went schl with jasamania. charis didn't come schl cos she overslept. lit was boring, i was super sleepy. math, did test, it's f-ing difficult. mdm seah says it's quite easy compared t th exam. gosh, i'm so gonna fail. practice more math, xueyi. yes, i'm happy today. :D very in fact. some will know why. (: had art, mrs lai said i was wasting time on drawing cos i didn't had th research. better than not doing anything. and i kept singing 'yue liang dai biao wo de xin'. hahahah. after schl, went kfc with jovin makan then homed. i'm definitely looking forward for tomorrow. :D goodbye lovely ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, it's not what ppl want. they were just born like that. and you don't have t boast about them. no big deal yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2549034574972197399?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2549034574972197399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=2549034574972197399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2549034574972197399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2549034574972197399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/when-i-see-your-smile.html' title='when i see your smile.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7881998334523049027</id><published>2007-09-16T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T19:50:04.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absence makes th heart grows fonder.</title><content type='html'>went for piano this morning. it's gonna be my last one before i go again after th exams. (: then ard 3, met jasamania th old person, then went mac. ate a lil, then started t doodle a lil. then studied a lil, 1 chapter of boy only. tsktsk. jasmine keep distracting me lah. then i kept laughing. :/ laughed @ nothing, something and everything. then went home after that @ ard 7. jasmine is a mother and ahma. she has that ol' look. hahaha. backview especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, he chatted with me, he initated th conver.! happy like mad. and we talked like we know each other for 456532 years. and th chat was rather funny. tomorrow, tomorrow! :D :D :D i couldn't sleep last night. hahaha. and phew, luckily he don't know, is his friend like sandychau. hahahaha. chaugf, all th best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dreamt of dylan. funny lah. we had some class bbq i think. then i was cycling ard @ night, then i was chasing after dylan, don't know why. then he started shouting, "i steal yellow and blue stuffs! " and i saw that th bicycle i was riding, had 2 yellow spongebob (of course yellow). so i stared @ my spongebob and he started t chase after me, running. then i put down my bike, took my spongebob along and searched for charis. then i told charis, "charis, quick! dylan very scary! he want t steal my spongebob! " then charis was like very scared, she started t pull me in th run. all of a sudden, we were @ some carpark and i woke up. hahahah. i love my dreams. cos my dreams are always changing places all of a sudden and th dreams are funny and dumb. they give me inspiration for my compo sometimes y'know. (: okay, being rather random here. and i realized something, almost all my dream, has either charis or ppl idk but seems close t me. -.- and i dreamt that ecd sms-ed me. so i woke up, and first thing i did was check my message. sadly, it was a dream only. and i got his number already. neighhhhhhh. byebye human beings. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7881998334523049027?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7881998334523049027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7881998334523049027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7881998334523049027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7881998334523049027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-for-piano-this-morning.html' title='absence makes th heart grows fonder.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-6744709546199206650</id><published>2007-09-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T20:14:37.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most vulerable when you're not here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvAhmpQjYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/3CjrB0ua7MM/s1600-h/DSC07019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110389885723774338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvAhmpQjYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/3CjrB0ua7MM/s200/DSC07019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pink walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvAOWpQjXI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rDijwZKMTkY/s1600-h/DSC07032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110389555011292530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvAOWpQjXI/AAAAAAAAAvw/rDijwZKMTkY/s200/DSC07032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'look out for emerging traffic'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvADWpQjWI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vSUy3NFcY34/s1600-h/DSC07035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110389366032731490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvADWpQjWI/AAAAAAAAAvo/vSUy3NFcY34/s200/DSC07035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; emooooo, not. (: imma happy kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu_xWpQjVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lmxNjmsuWhI/s1600-h/DSC07080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110389056795086162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu_xWpQjVI/AAAAAAAAAvg/lmxNjmsuWhI/s200/DSC07080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; poor bird, couldn't fly. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu_OGpQjUI/AAAAAAAAAvY/472so9PEB4I/s1600-h/Photo266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110388451204697410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu_OGpQjUI/AAAAAAAAAvY/472so9PEB4I/s200/Photo266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love my tongue. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-xGpQjTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/W5iT4vg9mSo/s1600-h/Photo335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387952988491058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-xGpQjTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/W5iT4vg9mSo/s200/Photo335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bad hair day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-o2pQjSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/FAaxdKjwvc8/s1600-h/Photo332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387811254570274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-o2pQjSI/AAAAAAAAAvI/FAaxdKjwvc8/s200/Photo332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; center parting and she's.. idk doing what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-g2pQjRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DjGFo4ogXB4/s1600-h/Photo328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387673815616786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-g2pQjRI/AAAAAAAAAvA/DjGFo4ogXB4/s200/Photo328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; messy hair rockxzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-YGpQjQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/5Cqs_PC6yM0/s1600-h/Photo245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387523491761410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-YGpQjQI/AAAAAAAAAu4/5Cqs_PC6yM0/s200/Photo245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-RGpQjPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/swbnVrt_ZxM/s1600-h/DSC07096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387403232677106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-RGpQjPI/AAAAAAAAAuw/swbnVrt_ZxM/s200/DSC07096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; husky! :D i love husky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-IWpQjOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/52drRmymhis/s1600-h/DSC07086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110387252908821730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu-IWpQjOI/AAAAAAAAAuo/52drRmymhis/s200/DSC07086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some kids left their poor toy outisde on th stairs. ): k, very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110402809280368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvMR2pQjZI/AAAAAAAAAwA/UbAqdiuaJiI/s200/DSC07071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i flew while talking on th phone. woolala, i can fly y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu9tGpQjLI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/F4hB5zyMCSc/s1600-h/DSC07070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110386784757386418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu9tGpQjLI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/F4hB5zyMCSc/s200/DSC07070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is how i'm like when i'm high/laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu9dGpQjKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/0r3FUnoV040/s1600-h/DSC06978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110386509879479458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Ruu9dGpQjKI/AAAAAAAAAuI/0r3FUnoV040/s200/DSC06978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; big brother and half naked small brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah ma's getting on my nerve. &gt;:( she asked my maid t off th aircon in th living room @ 7am and i was still sleeping comfortably. so i got irritated as i don't really like ppl waking me up in th morning by offing th aircon, so i went t my bedroom which has th fan working only. ): so woke up @ 11, blahblah, then went t meet twinnie @ 1230. went t cafe cartel t eat. i think that was like th second time i went there t eat only cos i hated th smell whenever i walked past there. *disgusted face* but th food's nice. (: suppose t go simei, cos jasmine wanted t buy donut. end up, we went t watch 881 @ centurt square. th show's nice, quite sad. ): made me tearyyyyy. nah, kidding, i was @ th verge of crying only. especially th part where th guy sold his chicken away. saddening. it makes me think about daddy giving pepper away. ): and.. aiya, very sad. imma emotional person, so i cannot really see these kind of show, make me sad only. 4/5. (: k, then camwhored and homed. and i don't think i'm quiting piano. after exam i'm going back. hohohoho. i think i still like piano, just that i find them extra cos everytime i got piano, ppl ask me out on saturdays. think i'm gonna study with jasmine tomorrow. byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6744709546199206650?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6744709546199206650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6744709546199206650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6744709546199206650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6744709546199206650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/pink-walls.html' title='most vulerable when you&apos;re not here.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RuvAhmpQjYI/AAAAAAAAAv4/3CjrB0ua7MM/s72-c/DSC07019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-6715931460385322716</id><published>2007-09-14T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:10:59.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleted previous post. he finally admitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____ says: okay fine. Im sorry xueyi. I told _____. But i told him to keep it as a secret. since he wanted to know so much. Im seriously sorry. Although I know you wont forgive me. and you'll start to hate me. Im sincerely, saying sorry. But I hope we are still friends and you can forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, so i forgave him. but i doubt i'm gonna trust him that much next time though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6715931460385322716?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6715931460385322716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6715931460385322716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6715931460385322716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6715931460385322716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/deleted-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-365786926535012371</id><published>2007-09-14T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:56:09.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>throw it away, forget yesterday.</title><content type='html'>so th stealing of items, was a major problem and ms hidaya was angry and disappointed in us. obviously, we still don't know who stealed th things. ppl suspected dylan. k, english, got back informal letter, i got 17/30. (: whoa, i passed! cos y'know, i can't do informal letter, i usually fail. hmm, then had math after that. i kinda understand probability already. yeahhhhh. and seriously, charis and i can't tahan mdm seah's voice. okay, maybe alot alot of victims lah. we hate her voice please. go market better. eew, i feel like cutting her throat. *disgusted face* then recess. science, is always th period where they will walk very often. and i somehow think that he really DO suspect. goshhhhhh. but then, one of his friends waves, smiles and points @ sandychau. hahaha, that's quite funny. either he likes her, misunderstood or.. idk what. so, i'm like trying my very best t not look @ him, when he walks past, i won't look out of th window, perhaps i'll take a peep. and i will see him, when he's quite far from me now. yes, quite torturing. ): i've returned th pic t ruwaida already. kinda dont bear. k, don't get toooo into ecd and make me go mad. then lit, lit's always funny cos of junwei. junwei definitely makes th class laugh, but sometimes he makes th class laugh @ th wrong time. heh. soooo, exams coming in like 2/3 weeks time. scary k. i've not yet starte on revision, but during th weekends i will. after schl, had band. th weather's nice today. (: so i did practice. michelle came back, and she's coming back in after exam. (: goodgood. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, celebrate's bro's 17th birthday. i'm jealous, cos his friends were willing t celebrate his birthday. lemme recall, hmm, i don't think any of my friends celebrated. and my family celebrated for him too, what about me? didn't even bother t celebrate with me that time cos of work? and mom says birthday's not important. but it is t me whatttttt. cheh. then slept pretty late. so i'm quite tired today. in fact, this whole week. i'm gonna sleep till don't know what time tomorrow. bagussssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahma's staying here cos parents are going t philliphine fo 4 days, then come back rest for 4 days, then another 4 days in macau. that makes 12 days. hell lah. ): plus 3 days, she came on wednesday. i seriously don't like her food. last night's dinner was vegetable only. and she gave me angbao went i came home cos she didn't give me on my birthday. thanks ahma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sorry shirleen, sincerely sorry k. ya, i know i went overboard. and maybe it's right t ignore me and don't accept my apologise. it's okay, i won't mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-365786926535012371?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/365786926535012371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=365786926535012371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/365786926535012371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/365786926535012371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/throw-it-away-forget-yesterday.html' title='throw it away, forget yesterday.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-206715320516207731</id><published>2007-09-13T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:43:06.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science-so-so.&lt;br /&gt;pe-soccer was darn fun! i love soccer, though i don't know how t play. and corey kept kicking it t th bushes. -__-&lt;br /&gt;recess-as usual.&lt;br /&gt;i've forgotten what we had after recess. so okay, after schl, went t cs watched apartment 1303 with chaugf, melody and berlyn. not recommended, not that nice lah. 3/5. after movie, 2 girls from bedok green sec followed us, or should i say stalk? wherever we went, they followed. from toilet, t popular, t forth floor, t lift and then t th ground floor of tm. and they were saying us, like, " these girls from tampines schl one uh? their uniform, pui uh! " " they laugh so much for what? nabei. junyuan students so immature. " and something something, forgotten. so i was like, why're they following us and firstly we don't even know them. then i saw my elder bro's friends. then i went off t find bro's gift. then those girls went t find them. then my bro friends told me that cos in th movies, we kicked th chair until very shuang. hahaha, that was quite a big joke for me. and by th way, they stepped chaugf's shoes and tsk her. pretty -.- . and firstly i was th one kicking not sandychau. and i found them quite nothing-better-t-do ppl. they followed us for like 30 min can, just cos i kicked their chair. -.- big joke huh. by th way, i kicked th chair as it was squeezy and i had t adjust myself cos my knee got problem and needa stretch. then went t find a gift for my bro's birthday tomorrow. bought him a showbag. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were oh so boring please. so i slept cos i was tired. these few days i've been rather tired and confused with th time and days. idk why lah. i was giddy too. and during science, they walked past my class like 5 times continously? i think he knows. ): oh mannnnnn. hopefully he don't avoid me and don't hate me and don't talk bad bout me. ): so it's like th whole class knows. how dumb can i be? i made everything soooo obvious. awww, i'm just pure dumb. after schl, went t A1 buy bubble tea with chaugf, charis and jovin. then went mac. jovin suddenly found out she lost her wallet so we went back t schl. qiyou returned her th wallet, but there her money was stolen. i think is dylan lah. but i can't anyhow say. but it's th obvious please! he practically steals things from our class(but he has never steal my things before). somehow i want him t extinct. &gt;:( and then jovin and a group of our classmates accompanied her t th police. idk what happened after that cos i did my math tuition hw with charis, singyee, weiling, cherie, huirong and huiyi. then went back home for tuition. jovin, hopefully you've found your wallet k. cheerup! tuition was fine and everything tutor was quite rushing after knowing when my exams will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 17th birthday t brother! :D hope you like th present, and yes. you do like th present from didi and me! :D&lt;br /&gt;happy 14th birthday sister darren! :D haven't finish bashing you up uhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;happy 17th birthday adri! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually there's more, forgotten who else. , goodbye humanbeings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-206715320516207731?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/206715320516207731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=206715320516207731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/206715320516207731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/206715320516207731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-science-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-3370909503538781872</id><published>2007-09-11T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:52:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there goes..</title><content type='html'>it was raining in th morning. i'd wished it rained during th period of time when it's most hot. yes, 11-6. math, didn't listen. when i heard mdm seah's voice, i will fall asleep. so that's what i did. anyways, i was pretty tired. and these few days, i've been rather weak and giddy. recess-ed. charis stomach hurts like f, charis went home after that. get well soon k, charis. then IT. our videos are like anyhow. home econ, did th don't know what's that called. quite fun, but i seriously don't know how t make toning for it. then chinese, i actually did listen (: history, saw him :D my timeline was not really that good. then had band. sectional, was super hot. plus i was giddy. and then th sound of so many instruments playing, made me sooooo giddy. i almost wanted t throw my oboe down cos i couldn't play it. something wrong with my reed/oboe. k, i was rather moody just now, don't know why. sometimes, i just hate th sound of so many istruments playing. especially th flutes. damn, their pitch are like soooo high, i can't tahan. :X what's more i sit beside th piccolo, which has an even higher pitch. th highest? how i wanted t strangle somebody just now. then combine, was okay lah. felt really tired and i just wanted t sleep, that's all i could think. therefore, i played like fdgfhghgfdg. then went FP makan with faris, shayrin and huipeng. th muslims are gonna fast real soon. :( meaning, can't makan with muslim friends. then ruwaida and sheera came for awhile. then went home. ruwaida lent me th obs pic :D he's inside th pic. i'm staringgggggg :D k, i'm gonna continue staring @ it already. goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're drifting apart; i'd wished we rather weren't excos. we're not that close anymore. what's more, you're much more important t many ppl, i'm just too unimportant. i'm so insignificant. dearest friend oh friend. i think i'm irritating, that's why. i'm irritating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3370909503538781872?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3370909503538781872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=3370909503538781872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3370909503538781872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3370909503538781872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/there-goes.html' title='there goes..'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-6187548342243519440</id><published>2007-09-10T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:45:20.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD</title><content type='html'>for those who've not seen bruce almighty/wana see again, here's one part that made me laugh like.. hahahaha. kinda stupid? just laugh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WczNKS6ibK4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WczNKS6ibK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i was highhhhhhhhhhhhhh. he smiled @ me. :DDDDDDD okay, i waved t him and he was rather dao when he smiled? super scary. then i went high all th way till end of recess i think. he walks past my class oftenly. :D *meltingggggggg* hmm, too lazy t recall what i did today. i only remember him smiling, though dao :/ and biggest joke! hahahaha. homeecon, i went t the other room, then i stood beside sandylim. i thought she was michelle can! yes, i know i'm blind -.- but then i saw jovin, then i remember sandylim was sitting @ th back? then i went t talk t sandylim and thought she was michelle. yes, i know, they have a super big difference, but then i saw th hair like a lil same, so i mistook her for michelle :/ embarassing can! she was like doing some glue thingy? then i asked 'glue uh?' she nod. then i say ' i want try ' then she was like hesitating? then when she turned and gave me th brush, i laughed like mad. hahahaha. funnyyyyyyyy. i was like ' opps, sorry wrong person, i thought you're michelle ' then i went walking back t my homeecon room and laughed for 5 min. of course i was embarrassed -.- and i saw jovin face @ first, then jovin was like got th shock face? i think cos i talk t sandylim then jovin shock dao. hahaha. then went t buy bubbletea, and off t chaugf's house. did history for like 3 hours? yes, very long and tiring. history sucks, i hate history. like what chaugf's dad says, " why do history? bring back th past for what? past is past already. for instance yesterday you eat something you don't like, then today you bring it up again, what for? " i agree. and it's sucha small world can. chaugf's dad and my dad are friends? they know each other. hahaha. small world i tell you. and th above video is super funny. hahaha, i laughed like there's no tomorrow. k, kidding. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6187548342243519440?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6187548342243519440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6187548342243519440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6187548342243519440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6187548342243519440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/ddddddddddddddddd.html' title=':DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1695328284482024260</id><published>2007-09-09T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:20:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all different now.</title><content type='html'>met telepathy and twinnie @ ard 145. then had mac, and off t hoGc. first time stepping in th new church. super long since i went there already. so, th ppl sort of changed? then mrt-ed back t tampines. bought milk tea, delicious! then walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's nut. she wanted computer games that we played in th past for some orphanage and it's for th church thingy? then mom started scolding my younger bro, maid and i for wasting money cos we threw it away. like c'mon, it's only because when you needed them, you scold us. anyway, why keep junks? how would we know we still needa use them? you ALWAYS tell us t clear those things we don't want. isn't that wasting money too? why don't you keep all those junks so that they can pile up in our house? oh oh, and also, just now when me and my younger brother didn't want t go eat dinner cos of bruce almighty. by th way, bruce almighty was super funny! hahahaha. especially th reporter part. i kinda feel like watching th movie something almighty one. is it recommended? i also wana watch 1408, seems nice :D and also i'm gonna watch ratatouille soon? okay, back t th point. and then my mom started shouting over th phone and insisted on us going. but my younger brother was like, " don't want, don't want. " so ended up, dad talked over th phone, and said, " sure don't want t go? okay, byebye. " and i still heard my mom like complaining t my dad -.- she's gone bonkers i tell you! i think my mom has depression. idk. can't assume. k, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1695328284482024260?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1695328284482024260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1695328284482024260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1695328284482024260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1695328284482024260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-all-different-now.html' title='it&apos;s all different now.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-608097280206444723</id><published>2007-09-08T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T23:38:27.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neighhhhh.</title><content type='html'>shirleen, chunsiong and singyee told me t do. eh, i'm bored :D&lt;br /&gt;The blogging rules:&lt;br /&gt;1) Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;2) Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themself.&lt;br /&gt;3) Blogger that are tagged need to write on their own blog eight things and post the rules there.&lt;br /&gt;4)Dont forget to leave them a comment to them telling them they're tagged and to go to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 facts/habits bout me:&lt;br /&gt;1- i am short.&lt;br /&gt;2- i laugh @ nothing/something/everything.&lt;br /&gt;3- i have t mix food after eating.&lt;br /&gt;4- i sing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;5- i am fat(i eat hell lot)&lt;br /&gt;6- i love spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;7 - i like guys with braces, sharp noses and is cute.&lt;br /&gt;8- i hate butterflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ppl t do:&lt;br /&gt;1- sandychau.&lt;br /&gt;2- charis.&lt;br /&gt;3- corey.&lt;br /&gt;4- gillian.&lt;br /&gt;5- vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;6- jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;7- ivy.&lt;br /&gt;8- vivien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-608097280206444723?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/608097280206444723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=608097280206444723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/608097280206444723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/608097280206444723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/neighhhhh.html' title='neighhhhh.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7745327924382173540</id><published>2007-09-08T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:58:16.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm just being who i am, is that wrong?</title><content type='html'>went for haircut this morning. no difference though. i am practically bored and am always bored on weekends. went for piano lessons, mom fetched me. i swear i hate talking t my mom. no matter how nicely i talk, she'll sometimes just rage @ me. like what th hell? i talk t her, she finds me noisy. then when i don't talk, she scold. i seriously don't know when t talk and when t shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: when are you quiting piano?&lt;br /&gt;me: middle of sept.&lt;br /&gt;*silence* all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;mom: why you want quit?! i earn so hard, for th sake of your future, quit for what?! waste my money only is it?&lt;br /&gt;mom continues t talk while i was thinking.&lt;br /&gt;me (thinking) : ass, i no interest, so i don't want t waste your money by going for piano lessons and in th future, i don't wana be a piano cher @ all.&lt;br /&gt;*looks away* , mom stopped talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano was fine. cher said i was improving. then mom brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:where're you going?&lt;br /&gt;mom: friend treat me t some restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;me: then wo leh?&lt;br /&gt;mom: go for what?! also not your friend. old ppl also want follow uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like.. ugh! i was merely asking and joking @ th same time and she started t stare with her huge eyes @ me (which i'm seriously scared of, whoa, her eyes are like bigger than charis's) why must everything i say be wrong t her? what's with me talking? and if my brothers were t talk t you, you won't even shout @ them. you'll only shout @ me and dad. what have i done? i bet nothing's good about me t you. thanks for being my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what's wrong with th world? or is it me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7745327924382173540?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7745327924382173540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7745327924382173540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7745327924382173540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7745327924382173540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-just-being-who-am-i-is-that-wrong.html' title='i&apos;m just being who i am, is that wrong?'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-5313064956146417939</id><published>2007-09-07T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T18:58:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" sounds so wrong. " joked shirleen.</title><content type='html'>woke up feeling rather lethargic, thought i was almost late for band @ first. then i saw like alot of ppl who were going for band late too. and i mean alot. then we had sectional. huichen came, had some talks :D woolala, we love t talk as a section. then combined, th way i played, sounds so wrong. then went FP with alot of band ppl, FP changed a lil bit. sounds so wrong. shouldn't have changed it in th first place. th chinese noodle stall don't know go where, then got new one. huichen bought th noodle and it seemed awful t her. then shirleen, ivy and charis came t my house and did th chicken dance. sounds so wrong, kidding lah. anyways, ECD TALKED T ME :DDDDDDD more likely i chatted with him. hohoho. went super high cos i was on drug. kidding. we had girls chat. no lah, kidding. no lah, kidding that i was kidding. okay, fine, i was kidding that i was kidding that i was kidding. k, stop th crap. woolala. then bought a big bottle of greentea anda mirinda strawberry flavoured. [ shirleen says it's brought, sounds so wrong ] sound so wrong, we bought 2 big bottles and end up with alot left. then charis went home, shirleen and ivy's still @ my house. then we doodled. charis! saddening. you don't get t doodle with us. awww. anyways, i just realized something, billiard's like th limelight of this house/family. ppl usually come t my house for th sake of my dog or piano, mostly billiard. billiard's famous you see. muahaha, kidding. then camwhored. then then then, sounds so wrong. and then, i'm here blogging. wait, it sounds so wrong. no lah, it doesn't (: goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xueyi says : " today sounds so wrong, don't you think so shirleen?&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shirleen says : " yeah. "&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/780005835949222600-5313064956146417939?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5313064956146417939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5313064956146417939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5313064956146417939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5313064956146417939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/sounds-so-wrong-joked-shirleen.html' title='&quot; sounds so wrong. &quot; joked shirleen.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7073993517845439750</id><published>2007-09-05T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:22:35.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how does it feels like t be loved?</title><content type='html'>history remedial today from 9 - 1045 today :D didn't listen as usual. and then went kfc with charis, corey and berlyn. we were th first/second customers t arrive. muahaha. didn't have money cos i treat jovin during break just now. i thought we weren't gonna have lunch. never mind, she's gonna treat me one day. heh. so i took each bit of their food and bought one mash potato for myself. do you know that charis is actually beautiful? after so much of candid shots, corey and i found out that charis don't look ugly @ all, maybe a lil, but not as much as us. i'm jealous of her sharp nose and eyebrow ): mannnnnnnn. then berlyn and charis went off for band while corey and i went library. i sort of overcome th fear of butterflies already :D i went t find some butterflies book. @ first, i was super scared, and then corey went t like rub th book against my shoulder -.- and then i not scared already. heh. i just stared @ those butterlies and actually, they are beautiful creatures. hohoho. then went for maths remedial from 1-215. seriously don't understand a single thing, firstly, i was doodling on papers and i hear mdm seah's voice, i wana sleep lah. and then th whole class didn't really payed attention, only th first and second row. then went for band, didn't intend t go for piano lessons, so stayed for band sectional. then went for steamboat @ one of charis's church leader. darn full. laughed alot until i had a bad headache. had fun i guess? and then took 291 home. th bus was damn... ugh! bumpy! yeah, bumpy, that's th word. so bumpy that from that bad headache, i felt nauseous. th ride was pretty long you see. and i have motion sickness. got down th bus and felt really giddy. after bathing and much of singing *ahem* and getting so into th piano songs (that i've forgotten bout me having headache) , i got much better :D seriously, i played from 9 till 11. whoa, super long! i thought it was like 1015 like that. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm trying my best t not slack so much, i swear. i think i have t get this going, please don't say me or anything if you think i slack too much. but it feels as though there's nothing more i can do. i'm truly sorry if i did something wrong. please don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have t take a harder step than you, cos you've got them. who am i? i'm too insignificant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7073993517845439750?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7073993517845439750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7073993517845439750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7073993517845439750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7073993517845439750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/how-does-it-feels-like-t-be-loved.html' title='how does it feels like t be loved?'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1480425153385038530</id><published>2007-09-04T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:11:00.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much t ask, so lil t answer.</title><content type='html'>so, why aren't we made perfect? i don't like th fact that i have a super small and not sharp nose, that i have triple eyelid on th left eye, round and small face, hair that feels so spongey, short and fat. nose job is tempting me, it's been on my mind since primary don't know what. but i always tell myself, never t do plastic surgery, it's fake and ppl will laugh @ you. how jealous i can be of sharp noses ppl, beautiful ppl, almost seem so perfect. so whyyyyyyy? :( and i don't know what's great about me, more flaws and seemed like i'm not changing that much :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today, went t schl for history remedial which was from 9-12. i was hoping that ecd will come t schl today, but he didn't. it was rather boring, and i seriously felt like sleeping. then i looked @ th clock thinking it was 11 then, but it was 10. it felt like as if th lessons won't be over. i kinda didn't listen t th lesson, it came in and out my ears. neighhhhhhhhh. k, then had a break @ ard 1030, mdm fauziah was really nice t buy us biscuits t eat. woolala. and she on-ed music, some 70s songs? then jovin and i were dancing. hahahaha. funny like horses and goats. and we were like making alot of fck-ing sound, which, is my forte. hahahaha, it was meat t be a joke. sooooo, after everything, went eating @ mac with sexy hippo, birdbrain, chaugirlfriend and bullypartner. then went t chaugirlfriend's voiddeck's playground t play? well, i didn't want t play @ first, but after some st. hildas small kiddos came, i played. how we used t be like them when we were younger, how i missed th past so much :( then went back t mac and ate ice-cream. then sexy hippo and birdbrain came t my house. my dog pee-ed on me :( bad dog lah. then got us all like moody cos we were actually playing with my dog. after that, we played some dumb game which made us pek chek, some online games. but it was great fun and laughter. it seriously got us laughing like horses and goats. and then went t search for piano scores, er, th secrets inside those scores, ya, th piano scores. then i downloaded them. i'm gonna try learning, so all th best t me k :D then they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: history remedial and maths remedial and band and piano lesson ): i'm not going band by th way, i'm going for my piano lessons. i'm quiting piano @ ard middle of september. guess i MAY miss going for piano lessons in th future. but, i've got no interests already ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1480425153385038530?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1480425153385038530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1480425153385038530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1480425153385038530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1480425153385038530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-much-t-ask-so-lil-t-answer.html' title='so much t ask, so lil t answer.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-814222146085971860</id><published>2007-09-03T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:29:15.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECD.</title><content type='html'>met chaugf, took 15 t corey's house. ate pasta cooked by her mom for lunch. then waited for rain t stop a lil, and then off t pasir ris park, it's a walking distance only. and th huge houses near her block is beautiful. and oh-oh, her block downstairs very beautiful. then gary came after that. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let th pics do th talking k? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5OHaZDeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/eETsfOXlE7U/s1600-h/DSC06304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948623457816034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5OHaZDeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/eETsfOXlE7U/s200/DSC06304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yes, i'm extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5GXaZDcI/AAAAAAAAAtw/g17dwn_1WaQ/s1600-h/DSC06291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948490313829826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5GXaZDcI/AAAAAAAAAtw/g17dwn_1WaQ/s200/DSC06291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; seeeee, told you corey's downstairs vehli nice. and romantic *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5CXaZDbI/AAAAAAAAAto/Gf0i3viG5X4/s1600-h/DSC06288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948421594353074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5CXaZDbI/AAAAAAAAAto/Gf0i3viG5X4/s200/DSC06288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's a pony! nono, horse. idk, all i know is that, it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv49XaZDaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SmcCiRPbBWg/s1600-h/DSC06283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948335695007138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv49XaZDaI/AAAAAAAAAtg/SmcCiRPbBWg/s200/DSC06283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; horseeeeeeh. i love this horse th most. i communicated with it. hahaha, but it ignored me. it was raining, so we couldn't feed or touch or blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv45HaZDZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/v4AKLOCeGjU/s1600-h/DSC06280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948262680563090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv45HaZDZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/v4AKLOCeGjU/s200/DSC06280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by th way, i didn't take. it was corey, cos i was too short t take, i needed t tiptoe t see. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4yXaZDYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QhfQWgRFOUM/s1600-h/DSC06274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948146716446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4yXaZDYI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/QhfQWgRFOUM/s200/DSC06274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; umblella vehli beautiful, mine's red. nono, it's corey's actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4s3aZDXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/m84qW23JSOE/s1600-h/DSC06266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105948052227165554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4s3aZDXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/m84qW23JSOE/s200/DSC06266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; th horseh place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4pHaZDWI/AAAAAAAAAtA/EL9d9PvzkyI/s1600-h/DSC06263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947987802656098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4pHaZDWI/AAAAAAAAAtA/EL9d9PvzkyI/s200/DSC06263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; childish partners -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4iHaZDVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/5BuAvRqfWMI/s1600-h/DSC06260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947867543571794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4iHaZDVI/AAAAAAAAAs4/5BuAvRqfWMI/s200/DSC06260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mine's th red one lah &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&lt;br /&gt;href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4T3aZDSI/AAAAAAAAAsg/0oETZQAwaiU/s1600-h/DSC06251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947622730435874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4T3aZDSI/AAAAAAAAAsg/0oETZQAwaiU/s200/DSC06251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; corey, stop eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4NnaZDRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/IDHAcGBHiaI/s1600-h/DSC06241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947515356253458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv4NnaZDRI/AAAAAAAAAsY/IDHAcGBHiaI/s200/DSC06241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv38XaZDOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rAkq8Zshibs/s1600-h/DSC06227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947219003509986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv38XaZDOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/rAkq8Zshibs/s200/DSC06227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she was looking in th mirror i thinkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv35HaZDNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/3bj2M9jY2Rc/s1600-h/DSC06214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947163168935122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv35HaZDNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/3bj2M9jY2Rc/s200/DSC06214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; drew by don't know who when corey was young. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv31naZDMI/AAAAAAAAArw/ni-mtHKDoGk/s1600-h/DSC06212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947103039392962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv31naZDMI/AAAAAAAAArw/ni-mtHKDoGk/s200/DSC06212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; corey got sexy butts, that's why she likes t smack ppl butts t see who's nicer. not being horny, by th way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3yHaZDLI/AAAAAAAAAro/ib7NWE6h2lI/s1600-h/DSC06200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105947042909850802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3yHaZDLI/AAAAAAAAAro/ib7NWE6h2lI/s200/DSC06200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3sXaZDKI/AAAAAAAAArg/nouYsIjm_OQ/s1600-h/DSC06194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946944125602978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3sXaZDKI/AAAAAAAAArg/nouYsIjm_OQ/s200/DSC06194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; she was showing us a catwalk, super sexy! wished everyone was there t see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3mHaZDJI/AAAAAAAAArY/kialQlXTkjk/s1600-h/DSC06188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946836751420562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3mHaZDJI/AAAAAAAAArY/kialQlXTkjk/s200/DSC06188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bullypartners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3f3aZDII/AAAAAAAAArQ/hHKYw3zWU2k/s1600-h/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946729377238146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3f3aZDII/AAAAAAAAArQ/hHKYw3zWU2k/s200/DSC06187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; assssss. anyway, corey, you really must stop eating. though you love t eat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;friday's :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3UHaZDFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2Xrz_qQHiaA/s1600-h/DSC06053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946527513775186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3UHaZDFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2Xrz_qQHiaA/s200/DSC06053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahahah. th following pics should be quite dumb lah, but i don't mind :D by th way, this is like what me and my brothers like t do in pics? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3QHaZDEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/EBOT4DttrNQ/s1600-h/DSC06052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946458794298434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3QHaZDEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/EBOT4DttrNQ/s200/DSC06052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3MHaZDDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HQ3GTCZ4xNc/s1600-h/DSC06048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946390074821682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3MHaZDDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HQ3GTCZ4xNc/s200/DSC06048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one word: " retarded " (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3GHaZDCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Pzno1x4nIyA/s1600-h/DSC06047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946286995606562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3GHaZDCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Pzno1x4nIyA/s200/DSC06047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gong, gong-er, gong-est.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3A3aZDBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/fcNiiIbJiag/s1600-h/DSC06043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105946196801293330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv3A3aZDBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/fcNiiIbJiag/s200/DSC06043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;clarisa's beautifullllll tongue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay, done. yes, i was too bored, so i just posted them. pardon all th crappy pics. where's ecd? :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-814222146085971860?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/814222146085971860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=814222146085971860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/814222146085971860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/814222146085971860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/ecd.html' title='ECD.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rtv5OHaZDeI/AAAAAAAAAuA/eETsfOXlE7U/s72-c/DSC06304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-6741991717440989654</id><published>2007-09-02T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T17:58:56.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm finding out that maybe i was wrong, that i've fallen down and i can't do this alone.</title><content type='html'>so like, hehhehheh! i'm f-ing happy, i'm over th moon :D yes, i did laughed t myself just now. hahaha. eyecutie chatted with me, unbelieveable :D yesssss, i love gillian very much. WOOLALA. eyecutie always make me go woolala you see. say, we're friends? hohoho. i guess so (: i swear he is very friendly and of course cute! :D yadada, woolala. and he did make me laugh in th chat. sooooo love. &lt;3 anyway, paramore - pressure is kinda addictive, i've been playing it over and over again -__-  neighhhhh. and i can't wait for tomorrow! gonna see my horses friends in prp with bully partner and chaugirlfriend. i don't know who else going. and then gonna rend bikes too i thinkkkkk. i'd wish t cycle in th night, it's cooler and nicer but i think chaugirlfriend can't go too late? heh. i'll be waiting for eyecutie t come online :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6741991717440989654?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6741991717440989654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6741991717440989654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6741991717440989654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6741991717440989654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-finding-out-that-maybe-i-was-wrong.html' title='i&apos;m finding out that maybe i was wrong, that i&apos;ve fallen down and i can&apos;t do this alone.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-645654660093297187</id><published>2007-09-01T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:07:11.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyecutie, you're too irresistible.</title><content type='html'>it's saturday. pretty bored. wanted t go see horses/ponies @ prp but ended up, th ppl i'd asked, wasn't free. but i'm going with chaugirlfriend, bullypartner and who else? [bullypartner will confirm with me on sunday i guess] on monday :D i can't wait! i wana ride on th horses, but it's ike 10bucks? :/ i would rather go t some farms in angmoh cold countries, it's cheaper. i've went t many farms from different countries. it's awesomely nice! :D i still remember i was in australia back in 2003, milking cows, and th cows kinda kicked me? and also sat on bulls(i think) and saw th farmer cut th sheep's wool. and and, tried fresh honey :D heh. i missed going overseas, asia is an exception. how i used t dislike going overseas whenever mom and dad forced me t go. i hate going overseas y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mainly:&lt;br /&gt;1. th airplanes. i've got bad motion sickness.&lt;br /&gt;2. their food. actually it's quite fine but some asia countries' hygiene ain't good. yuckkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;3. some countries temperature, i only go t cold countries. i simply love weather. but if th temp. did not reach my standard, hoho, i would throw tantrums @ my parents and siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's different now, as long as i can get out of this ol' boring s'pore i've been living for 14 years, i'm quite satisfied. but i'll still prefer going t cold countries :D yes, i was very choosy in th past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, took a short nap and watched ' i know who killed me ' it's quite boring lah, i don't understand, so i stopped and went t practice on my elegant piano [ i think it is an elegant piano ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaugirlfriend and i have a dream/ambition we will like t do so in another country. we think that s'pore don't really have hope for realizing one's dream. she wants t become an actress in taiwan and i on th other hand, wants t be a singer or in a band in some angmoh countries. hahaha. if in s'pore, i don't think you'll have that much fame compared t some other countries. thus, you'll earn lesser money and your dream ain't that big afterall. well, i don't really want t be famous, you gotta have good manners( i think ) , which i don't think i can. comments and etc. it's quite tough t be one famous person. anyway, i wana be an animal trainer, photographer, cook, interior designer and what else.. hmm, artist? yeahhh, but it's out of th question lah. i cannot be one. i got no talents in them, maybe animal trainer can (: or a horse trainer! hahaha. i so love horses. and i'll live with th horses on my farm and then train it, train other horses... wait, train them t do what uh? k, it's a pretty long post. hohoh. i'm just bored. actually, you can realize your own dreams as long as you give your best shots. i don't. hahaha. i'm pretty lazy t do so. hopefully my job will be one job i surely enjoy :D NEIGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! eyecutie! woolala.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-645654660093297187?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/645654660093297187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=645654660093297187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/645654660093297187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/645654660093297187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/09/eyecutie-youre-too-irresistible.html' title='eyecutie, you&apos;re too irresistible.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-4378897855054699262</id><published>2007-08-31T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T19:27:07.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>i'm quite happy todayyyyy. woolala. but sadly, eyecutie didn't come today. first time @ backstage today, heh. it was quite okay i guess? super windy, can walk ard and make new friends (: but.. couldn't see th performance, though i've seen it already, i mean partly. after it, went t some buffet place t eat with charis, singyee, huirong, weiling, berlyn and huiyi. i think it was called family international buffet. darn full. th food got cheat my feelings a lil bit. cheh! it was actually 25, but then th manager ( i think ) give us offer t 20bucks :D woolala. after that, saw michelle, huili and pamela and then we went walking ard tm/cs. bought caffe mocha (: and then went t take huirong's birthday cake. her birthday's tomorrow, ruwaida's too (: hohoho, happy birthday in advance! and then they splat th cake on one another, i never kena (: then charis went home. then th rest went t huirong's house. huili, michelle, pamela and i went t 802 t eat and then forgotten where we went and then homed with huili. quite tired. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, sandychau they all went t pasir ris park and there's horse there. )))))): i've always wanted t see a live horse, badly. and i love ponies too :D i've not seen how a pony looks like actually, i don't know th difference. but sometimes i'll see this cartoon that has ponies, then super girlie, so i didn't like it. heh. but then sandychau showed me a pony, and now i know that ponies are cuteeeeeeeee :D NEIGHHHHHH. buy me a pony on my birthday if only my house was bigggg. woolala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyecutie is missed ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-4378897855054699262?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4378897855054699262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=4378897855054699262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/4378897855054699262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/4378897855054699262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-5671854632729775569</id><published>2007-08-29T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:55:19.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a fullmoon tonight, what're you waiting for?</title><content type='html'>got back science paper today, 31/50. satisfied? YES :D didn't know i would pass because i didn't really studied. guess paying in class paid off! but i don't think i really payed that much attention in class. then.. lazy recall what happen. ohoh, i passed 2.4! like finally, though i had 1 point only :/ never mind. yeah, 2.4's gone for this year's (: then went for th cher's day rehearsal again. i don't feel awkward already though i was still alone :/ but telepathy accompanied me for awhile, thanks (: and then after th rehearsal, i was @ th office outside there and mdm fauziah said this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" xueyi, you better do something t your hair uh. "&lt;br /&gt;" uh " diao-ed.&lt;br /&gt;" don't give me that kind of face uh. " with an angry tone.&lt;br /&gt;" okay " looked @ her for a sec, look away and then look back and then look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't make eye contact with chers/adults. heh, abit awkward. anyway, fck her lah. do something t my hair, jealous i can have longer fringe and you can't? assssssss. no rights t control how we attire/look. you want, go tell those cherst, they should set examples first what. if mr wee, mr silva or whoever can wear same clothes like almost everyday, and have a neat and short hair w/o dyed, why can't some other chers do th same? how dumb can it be. so why control us? and then went FP with ruwaida and rauf. then fawwaz and his band came, and they were speaking in malay t me, so i was like yes, yes, yes. hahaha. cos that's what ruwaida said, just say yes (: malay is a nice language compared t chinese :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5671854632729775569?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5671854632729775569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5671854632729775569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5671854632729775569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5671854632729775569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-fullmoon-tonight-whatre-you-waiting.html' title='it&apos;s a fullmoon tonight, what&apos;re you waiting for?'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7983412243078070590</id><published>2007-08-28T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T20:20:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i saw eyecandy today! :D</title><content type='html'>i saw eyecandy today! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i was over th moon, no, maybe further than th moon. yadada! :D weeeeeeee. and it's more than an eyecandy i guess, i must be in loveeeee. but sadly, he smokes and flirts ): damnnnnn. LOVES EYECANDY VERY VERY MUCH. and i think he know he's eyecandy lah. i always whisper or shout eyecandy when i see him. gahhhhh. i'm mad. but i MUST forget him, and only gley knows now. NEIGHHHHHHHH. and he's like a drug, i'm too addicted t, who makes me high when i see. muhahaah, he makes me highhhhhh. okay okay, i must stop. anyway, got back history paper, 14/25. just pass! didn't know i would because i didn't really study. muhahaah. and yesterday got back maths, 19/50. fail, but still hai hao lah. super difficult please. and then band was next. didn't really talk much, secret, secret. and then homedddddd with ruwaida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yaaaa, last night was... cos ____ told me about ____ saying about me? [ name protected ] like fck, i spent those long hours, didn't complain, had t cancel off gym with telepathy and you can still say i was lazy. climbed up and down t look @ th ppl holding them. perhaps you said i was lazy because i huh-ed? i don't know. but i huh-ed because i've got stagefright. as long as i stepped on th stage, i will be scared. so i hope you guys just think carefully before you all say, don't malign me. if you don't want me, kick me out then. there are better ppl out there. all th best then. you will just make me be sick of going there. ever since i've entered that thingy, those ppl kinda think i very lazy and attitude? then gan wo zhou lah. i don't understand these ppl. i think they're scared of chasing ppl away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7983412243078070590?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7983412243078070590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7983412243078070590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7983412243078070590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7983412243078070590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-saw-eyecandy-today-d.html' title='i saw eyecandy today! :D'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1057631912207400253</id><published>2007-08-27T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:03:34.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>daddy don't let me put bracesssss. screw him lah. but never mind, i'm gonna persuade him. anyway, moved t th 4th floor, cos 4e4 someone's injured. ))))))))): super sad lah! GLEYYYYY, I'VE NOT SEEN EYECANDY FOR SUPER LONG TIME ALREADY! ): i was lonely today (: i fine lonely nice, nobody's disturbing me, therefore i can sleep/study :D it's nice not t talk so much, talk so much for what ._. anyway, funny thing was this morning, i told jovin in cantonese, mrs oh's saliva more than tea. and then jovin said, no lah, saliva more than th big sea. muahahaha. agree, she talks alot, real lot of repetition. after schl, QMs had t takecare of th drumset, again at th hall for cher's day rehearsal. i felt super lonely. sat alone, felt really really bored. but ruwaida accompanied me after her oral. and hohoho, i saw a picture from ruwaida, eyecandy was in it! :D spastic face, but cute lah. muhaahha. and then waited until 6plus for all of them t finish playing. i was bored of course. and.. felt weird, because i was th only chinese? nono, there was one chinese guy, but i don't know him. i felt rather weird lah, and i embarrassed myself :/ this guy waved, then i thought waving t me, but he was waving t sheera, who was behind me. embarrassing lah. and then fawwaz walked me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went and still going high over eyecandy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1057631912207400253?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1057631912207400253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1057631912207400253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1057631912207400253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1057631912207400253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-2233603372144580462</id><published>2007-08-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:06:25.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can feel th pressure, it's getting closer now.</title><content type='html'>i'm dead bored. :/ i'm like not even chatting with anyone or whatever. gah. so currently i'm listening t music and thinking of moving t lj. heh. i think i need jasmine's/vanessa's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night conversation was nice (: aiya, 3 ppl in a conversation is always entertaining and fun one. &lt;3 since i'm vehli bored, i shall elaborate on th origin of th conversation. don't have t read it anyways. hahaha. k, so i seldom go into conversations with 2 or more ppl. it's only those 1 on 1. and then th conversation started out with kelly, weiJ and i. and then there's kelly, junwei, weiJ and i. and then got zhikang sometimes. as you can see, there's always kelly and weiJ. and then kelly will be like, " who's this? " because they're all our classmates. and then last night was kelly, fawwaz and i. chatted till 1am. heh. it's darn funny lah. called each other horny ._. hahha, by th way, i'm th horniest girl in class :X that's what th guys in my class says. don't know why lah. i'm innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning, woke up @ ard 9, met jasamania @ 10 and off t mac for mac breakfast. i was super sleepy. had like 8 hours sleep only? not enough. and then went t buy schl shoes, 5 bucks only. and i don't think it matches me lah. but never mind, it's only a schl shoe, cheap yet comfortable. and before that, jasamania went t alter her skinnies. and it was liek whoa, we did everything less than 1 hour - eat, alter, buy shoes. super fast lah. then went back home and slept then.. later going out with mah family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2233603372144580462?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2233603372144580462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=2233603372144580462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2233603372144580462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2233603372144580462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-can-feel-th-pressure-its-getting.html' title='i can feel th pressure, it&apos;s getting closer now.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-6057824314091515477</id><published>2007-08-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:45:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reply.</title><content type='html'>hahaha, charis, your post's super duper funny. and ya, seriously sorry for that sreious attitude problem. hohoh. and your post's too touchy lah, and funny. i cried lehhhh. i'm a crybaby. *cries* hahahah. uber lame. i'm taller and better in chinese than you! :D bragging in process again (: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, 3 posts for today. muahahah. i'm just bored lah (: somebody kindly entertain me pleaseeeeee. woolala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6057824314091515477?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6057824314091515477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6057824314091515477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6057824314091515477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6057824314091515477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/reply.html' title='reply.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-5888875114973255735</id><published>2007-08-25T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:14:52.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear charis kwek jia xin,</title><content type='html'>hello charis. hello duck. hello birdbrain. hahaha, okay. anyway, i would like t thank my grandparents for giving birth t my parents and thank my parents for giving birth t me and that i actually get t know you. well, we met each other through band right? yeahhhhh. used t dislike you remember and then ended up, when we were both in th oboe section, i was quite friendly righhht. haha, i didn't thought you were th one who i dislike. memory bad you see. i stil remember vaguely that th first time we went out was @ tampines mac [ but it's gone now ] with xinyi. those old days... k, cut those crap. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, your bad points... thankyou for pangseh-ing me and go with those seniors. yes i'm jealous. i get jealous very very easily. and then you would be so into them, that i don't seem t be important @ that time. and i'm sorry that i used t attitude you when you were with them. but i've changed for th better, i'm not as attitude as before right? and then i would think that singyee they all will be way much important t you than me. and sometimes i would think that you're like 'using' me. i mean, in class, you would be with huiqi. in band you would be with seniors. and then after schl if there wasn't cca, you would be with don't know who or home. seldom go out after schl already. you would give excuses (maybe not) that you're tired and you don't wana go. but i'm kinda used t it already. and i still remember that you don't write fast in th past. and then now you're like writing fast now like as if you wana challenge me(?) and you may have told 2 sided stories, you should know when you'r telling. you would tell friend A that you're doing this, but then you would tell me another story. and also, you used t be real close t silvia, but now, what happened? it's like ever since th day faris, you and i pranked called her and said she was very attitude and stuffs, and then you started t change th point of view of her. perhaps you're wrong. you didn't think about her y'know. how she felt and stuffs. you're a goodfriend t her, but it seems like, you don't even wana befriend her. you don't really think about how others feel. and she would tell me bout stuffs you say about me and then it seems quite different of you t say it. cos i don't think you would say sucha thing. and you've got that innocent face. and almost everyone would think you're so innocent and you won't do wrong. that's why ppl prefer you t me. i got that kinda evil look? hahahaha, not sure. so sometimes when both of us are like in th wrong, then i would be mostly blame. because your innocent face tells them that you won't do sucha thing. sometimes i just feel so.. it's like ppl judge a book by it's cover you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, you're a great friend. you can be trusted, but i don't think i can be :/ i can tell you secrets, and you wouldn't even leak them out. and someone i've been bullying, always picking on you, was quite fun t me. but i know i'm wrong. it's not good t pick on someone/bully someone. i'm sorry for bullying you, too innocent already whattt. hahah. but better now, i don't punch you anymore (: but i'll still tickle/poke you. muahaha. k, evil. but for sure, i will change, it takes time t change. and you're someone who's nice t talk t. you sure can make me laugh. mostly because MY entertainment make you laugh and then i'll laugh cos th way you laugh super funny and that compressiong face? hahah. yeah i brag again. oh bytheway, i know i sometimes brag t you bout my marks higher than you :/ ahh, i'm sucha bragger. will change though. anyway, i don't think it's sucha big deal bout having higher marks. everyone has something good about them. sometimes i'll be jealous of something bout you. for now, i don't know what lah. should be i jealous you're more loved, mostly. yes, i get very very jealous. oh ya, i've mentioned it just now already ._. anyway, you're quite a good listening ear i guess. but i don't like it when you care bout somebody t much. like.. brrrr, you will say, " you okay ma? " " don't think too much already lah. " " never mind, you still got me. " blahblahblah. and i don't really like it when you're always, " never mind lah, you take first. " it's like as if i'm always getting th better thing, and then you'll choose th not better thing. i mean, you don't have a choice. you're abit of th anything type. k, never mind, i don't get it -.- and and, you are pretty, just that that hugeeee eyes shouldn't be there. and charis, please ______ &amp; _______ [ ask me if you want, you know it anyways ] i loveeee your sharp nose! and charis, lose more weight k! let's lose more weight and grow taller together (: and you'll be th next potential of being an sl uhhhh. hohoho. i think so, most probably. more responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just be more fast, don't be too blur k. nice t meet you jiaxin (: and thanks for th memories. really sorry for all th whatever thing you may be displease with, with sincerity. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;XUEYI! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5888875114973255735?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5888875114973255735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5888875114973255735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5888875114973255735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5888875114973255735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-charis-kwek-jia-xin.html' title='Dear charis kwek jia xin,'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-2683983906381301896</id><published>2007-08-25T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:40:27.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>so today was a lala day. boring? YES. used th comp, then ate, then practiced piano and then t piano lessons. woolala. i seem happy during th piano lesson? heh. th passion for piano's back. and then talked bout money matter in mom's car on th way home. hahaha, i got a lil moody because she didn't give me money and she was suppose t. never mind. gonna buy schl shoes tomorrow with jasmine? as you can see. really broken and tattered (: hoho. shall blog again soon about charis. haha, we all planned it. and we're like suppose t talk bout each other, both th good and band points. it'll be fun! i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAuunaZC-I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Q1lrPHTM_Bc/s1600-h/DSC06097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102629756199308258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAuunaZC-I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Q1lrPHTM_Bc/s200/DSC06097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAui3aZC9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/0D9JZrz6aj8/s1600-h/DSC05969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102629554335845330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAui3aZC9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/0D9JZrz6aj8/s200/DSC05969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;puny eyes we've got. we look alike :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAuNHaZC8I/AAAAAAAAApw/WvvtJsGZJjg/s1600-h/DSC05967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102629180673690562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAuNHaZC8I/AAAAAAAAApw/WvvtJsGZJjg/s200/DSC05967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; owner and dog love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAt4naZC7I/AAAAAAAAApo/yII6tIbckjw/s1600-h/DSC05948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102628828486372274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAt4naZC7I/AAAAAAAAApo/yII6tIbckjw/s200/DSC05948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; billiard love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAtp3aZC6I/AAAAAAAAApg/3kJ2aZJItSE/s1600-h/DSC05943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102628575083301794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAtp3aZC6I/AAAAAAAAApg/3kJ2aZJItSE/s200/DSC05943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAteXaZC5I/AAAAAAAAApY/i5eLz3GKhek/s1600-h/DSC05932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102628377514806162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAteXaZC5I/AAAAAAAAApY/i5eLz3GKhek/s200/DSC05932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm, kpo? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAtJ3aZC4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/0Lv4KVy8swQ/s1600-h/DSC05915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102628025327487874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAtJ3aZC4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/0Lv4KVy8swQ/s200/DSC05915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's 100 kg, don't pray pray. my dog's strong &gt;:D k, am just being lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAs0naZC3I/AAAAAAAAApI/rkn2lBM9z0k/s1600-h/DSC05904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102627660255267698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAs0naZC3I/AAAAAAAAApI/rkn2lBM9z0k/s200/DSC05904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hsier (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAsfXaZC2I/AAAAAAAAApA/CutIfjke1hA/s1600-h/DSC05902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102627295183047522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAsfXaZC2I/AAAAAAAAApA/CutIfjke1hA/s200/DSC05902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bullypartners :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAsE3aZC1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/yKnfO5_b4ho/s1600-h/DSC05899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102626839916514130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAsE3aZC1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/yKnfO5_b4ho/s200/DSC05899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; th height difference, one head taller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtArm3aZC0I/AAAAAAAAAow/B_7QEPYCzb0/s1600-h/DSC05893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102626324520438594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtArm3aZC0I/AAAAAAAAAow/B_7QEPYCzb0/s200/DSC05893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm taller now lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtArP3aZCzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/f97nyOn17jg/s1600-h/DSC05489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102625929383447346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtArP3aZCzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/f97nyOn17jg/s200/DSC05489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spongeboblovers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtEq23aZDAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/W2Vemw-kpAI/s1600-h/DSC06067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtEq23aZDAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/W2Vemw-kpAI/s200/DSC06067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102906974863428610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change of flinge, heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2683983906381301896?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2683983906381301896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=2683983906381301896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2683983906381301896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2683983906381301896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RtAuunaZC-I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Q1lrPHTM_Bc/s72-c/DSC06097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-7376700492827012478</id><published>2007-08-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T23:02:33.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's with th world?</title><content type='html'>too lazy t recall what i did in schl. then went t coffee shop t eat, saving money you see (: went back schl and was suppose t go for th archery thingy, last minute i didnt' feel like going. luckily i didn't go. they said it was very hot and like only get 6 tries only? during th time when they were doing th archery thingy, i was at th canteen talking t silvia and charis was talking t others. then went t th library and charis went home. was talking t silvia bout 1/8 of my secrets. heh. she told me some things too, just that i told her more. y'know i'm a chatterbox whattttt. hahha. and then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't force me, i'm not your dog. guess what, you're changing. why? you ask yourself. perhaps you know who i'm refering t. yeah and you will say, " ya, so what, i force ppl then i force ppl lah. " that's gonna be your answer. i've been trying t save my comments t myself. not saying that i'm pointing out your flaws, i also have them and i know most of them, if i'm not wrong. i'm afraid of offending you, then you'll fan lian. guess i know you quite well. and ______ don't really like you cos you're changing. who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah you too, why? why do this t her? thinking of yourself only? no, think bout others please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7376700492827012478?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7376700492827012478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7376700492827012478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7376700492827012478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7376700492827012478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-with-th-world.html' title='what&apos;s with th world?'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-8519467766304151250</id><published>2007-08-23T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T21:18:58.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horses are love.</title><content type='html'>hadn't been blogging recently because i've been studying. serious! but guess what? i studied for nothing actually. i only got a lil bit info into my teeny weeny brain. history, didn't really studied, gave up! and then science, only light. and maths, i studied yesterday, 5 hours and 30 min in mac with jasamania. xinyi and peckhoon taught me simultaneous equations, oh ya, jasmine too. thanks ppl :D and i understood now. heh. but there are still some doubts lah. anyway, today, science and maths. hopeless! i'm gonna flunk them! ): i sort of wasted my 5 hours 30 min there? :/ after schl, went with jasmine t east spring sec schl for a dentist appointment. she, not me (: my teeth's too perfect lah. hahaha, kidding, i need braceys! :D i can't wait t put and then change different types of colors. red is definitely th first color! YEAH. despite th pain, i'm still gonna put it, it's crooked lah. i'll have t bear with th pain for 2-3 years i guess. but i'll get use t it i guess. then went city hall, walked ard, and then jasmine went t meet some online seller, she bought her whatever hulga camera uh. anyway, i just realised something, i disturb ppl on th train went i'm sitting :X i'm evil, i know. heh. natural reaction! serious! nahhh, kidding. hahaha. i'm just born evil. then homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-8519467766304151250?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8519467766304151250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=8519467766304151250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8519467766304151250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8519467766304151250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/horses-are-love.html' title='horses are love.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1149410559122852081</id><published>2007-08-19T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:08:52.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a sorry problem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rsgxp3aZCsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/O2t1VcbE8yQ/s1600-h/DSC05583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100381173316127426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rsgxp3aZCsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/O2t1VcbE8yQ/s200/DSC05583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ivyleow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxdnaZCrI/AAAAAAAAAno/Hqx-D955QoE/s1600-h/DSC01653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100380962862729906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxdnaZCrI/AAAAAAAAAno/Hqx-D955QoE/s200/DSC01653.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rosy cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxT3aZCqI/AAAAAAAAAng/D9v3ClF7jr4/s1600-h/DSC05537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100380795359005346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxT3aZCqI/AAAAAAAAAng/D9v3ClF7jr4/s200/DSC05537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peterbean faresha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxMXaZCpI/AAAAAAAAAnY/LwMe2aqzyVA/s1600-h/DSC05566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100380666509986450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxMXaZCpI/AAAAAAAAAnY/LwMe2aqzyVA/s200/DSC05566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ivyleow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxEXaZCoI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ACbpJ14p_Jg/s1600-h/DSC05545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100380529071032962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgxEXaZCoI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ACbpJ14p_Jg/s200/DSC05545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ruwaida :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgwxXaZCnI/AAAAAAAAAnI/suysyDjDB1w/s1600-h/DSC05635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100380202653518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsgwxXaZCnI/AAAAAAAAAnI/suysyDjDB1w/s200/DSC05635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i've got a sexy tongue [ my tongue's a lil split (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ikea with jasamania, she wanted t find some cute soft toys, end up none. so we went touring ard, and almost got ourself lost. then we went t tampines mall, walked ard. had a hard time finding where t eat. end up, we went t pasatamania t eat. jasamania and xueyimania goes t pastamania t eat pastamania. haha, okay random. then went t best denki, dumb igallop. i went t try it, and then it made me had rashes. dumb, and it got me worrying that i might have some contagious thingy. i think too much. hahah. i'm scared of pain whatttt. then we walked ard, up and down, and vice versa. then we went t sit at inter there, t wait for th rain t stop. so we took chairs and sat. i was reading magazine, forgotten what jasamania was doing. and she wanted me t sit in the middle of the path cos i was reading a magazine like an aunty ._. hahaha, i admit that i look like an aunty when carrying shoulder bags. don't know why. anyway, it was raining, therefore th floor was slippery, so i almost fell down quite a number of times. then went back t tm, since th rain didn't want t stop for a long time. gah, came at th wrong time. i wanted t study actually, but i don't have th mood t study now anymore (: was super bored uh, kept going t th same ol' places. then went popular, jasmine and i was imitating dylan's way of walking. hahaha, super funny. he walks like some model, guess it's the length of his legs, super long. then jasamania went t imitate gillian, and then she went t strangle me, so i screamed. and this woman stared at me with a gigantic eyes, bigger than charis's! can imagine it's real big already. super scary uh her eyes. then i think jasmine banged into somebody, i went t say sorry ._. jasmine said sorry too lah. i don't know, i have a sorry problem you see :D and i saw this short young lady with her tall friend, should be ard 23 years old? i am taller than th short one. i know i'm vehli bad t say that, cos i myself am short. what's more she wore high heels. i'm like ard 3 cm taller than her. so i ought t be proud that i'm tall, and ain't one of th shortest ppl. (: then homed. while walking home, walked passed that japanese stall near th swimming complex, my bro's friend said hello xueyi. like whoa, i don't even know his name. then one of his working friends said, " hi xueyi, remember me? " and i was like huh. and he said he was my primary schl's friend then mentioned his name which i forgotten. hahaha, i don't even remember him, he doesn't look familiar at all ._. anyway, it's a long post because i'm very bored. i think i'm gonna study soon. i'm bored, i've got nothing t do. tomorrow's plans: schl, study with sandychau and shawn, gym with telepathy :D au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1149410559122852081?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1149410559122852081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1149410559122852081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1149410559122852081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1149410559122852081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-sorry-problem.html' title='i have a sorry problem.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rsgxp3aZCsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/O2t1VcbE8yQ/s72-c/DSC05583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-5955711224960774824</id><published>2007-08-18T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:54:35.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>define fun, you may ask. and i'll tell you that the definition of fun is sweat. yes, sweat. except for during hot weather when i sweat, i hate it. so today, didn't really had much fun. met chaugirlfriend and her friends. quite okay lah, her friends ain't that anti-social. watched license t wed. not a recommended show. i rate it like 2/5 only. the show's quite funny? but not as funny as rush hour 3. t me, th funniest part's the part when there's the fake babies 'acting' in it. super funny. and i didn't like the audience, th adults were laughing real loud, and i don't like it. their voice is like so eew when they laugh in the theatre. and then we walked ard, and i went for my piano lessons. i will stop my piano lessons on 22nd september. kinda long. anyway, the piano cher did praised me. he also said that i could play if i focus more. so actually, i don't focus well enough. FOCUS XUEYI. and i practiced like 5 min only, and i actually could play it quite well. hoho. after that, went t study with chaugirlfriend at ard 8 at mac. i DID study, i studied for like 1hour 45 min? (: i sms-ed, talked and did 10 questions of algebra questions in 1 hour. pro eh? i saw paulvin, so i asked him t help me with some of the questions. he's pratically a smartass. he was like teaching quite alot of ppl. pro. then ard 1030, homed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think you brag too much. thank god i am born like this (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5955711224960774824?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5955711224960774824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5955711224960774824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5955711224960774824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5955711224960774824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/define-fun-you-may-ask.html' title=''/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-6775277053051490278</id><published>2007-08-18T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:31:38.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you brag, so do i.</title><content type='html'>so yesterday was so-so. anyway, did i mention that i got 34/50 for CHINESE compo ta2? hahaha. i didn't thought i would get quite high! my chinese isn't that good y'know. i'm bragging &gt;:D ppl, i brag alot, i confess. and and, i got highest for english compo, 24/30 :D yeah, i'm bragging again. pardon me. luck is on my side eh. art i got highest, ta2 english compo ot highest, chinese got good mark. woolala, i'm over th moon. science, i still don't understand electricity that much, cos i wasn't paying attention these few days for science. no interest, therefore i was tidying my books underneath the tables. you see, even if i musn't talk or sleep, i still have t keep myself occupied, i can become real bored for listening in class you see. then had band, solo was.. no feeling, i don't know how t. and then mr tong said i have t do don't know what's it called, have t vibrate th diaphram t make this sound. aiya, don't know how t explain. and i seriously don't know how t do. practice then! after band, went t meet ivy at ard 8, ate at mac and then slacked at tampines grande, will be most likely my new hangout place. it's super quiet and erie, and i quite like the feeling (: and it's a deserted place, so i can make alot of noise. and there was this driver, who parked his bus there, and then he stood at the backdoor and said, " xiao mei mei, ni men yao qu na li? " and then he sort of give a wicked smile. and i ran, ivy still walked slowly. hahaah, i never experienced before what. ivy did, she said pasir ris has alot of these kind of ppl. then we sat there, had a nice chat, and camwhored for like 10 min only lah. it's a nice place t talk bout ghost stories actually, but end up we didn't. then went t buy starbucks - caffe mocha &lt;3 then went t central park t talk somemore, till like 11, we left. kinda long, but the chats were kinda too addictive, i love talking uh, get t know each other more also. hohoho. gonna go catch a movie later on with chaugirlfriend and her friends who i don't even know. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6775277053051490278?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6775277053051490278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6775277053051490278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6775277053051490278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6775277053051490278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-brag-so-do-i.html' title='you brag, so do i.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-184747752841602394</id><published>2007-08-16T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T21:22:07.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyecandy love.</title><content type='html'>schl was as usual. went mac t study with jasamania stranger and charis. studied for like 30 min only. hahaha. and then chaugirlfriend came, which made me don't really wana study anymore, i just kept laughing and laughing and talking. and the 3 hours and 30 min there were: 30 min for studying, 1 hour for eating, 1 hour for talking and 1 hour for camwhoring &lt;3 and super funny lah, jasamania, charis and i were laughing like so much. alot of things happened. jasmine and i wanted t find feedback forms, but they didn't had. super poor service, non-friendly. they don't know about the ' customers come first ' thingy. charis spilt her drink on the floor, so this woman a crew leader cleaned it for her. then after awhile, she put a sign ' reserved ' on the table. and she thought we would leave after eating. then we took out our books and the mac ppl were like whispering t one another. then that crew leader went t tear the paper and threw it on the floor like mad horse ._. and she scolded as CB. then the mac ppl were like okay, we go out do our meeting and she said, " don't want lah, so hot. " really so petty, so childish. sack her lah. anyway, we couldn't find any feedback forms, so we took out foolscape and i wrote a super long complain letter. hahaha. well, bad service right. when we left, the cleaner went t throw it away. aww, wasted. red candy! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRM13aZCmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/JF9pvo2k3s8/s1600-h/Photo173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRM13aZCmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/JF9pvo2k3s8/s200/Photo173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099285166381664866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;puny eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFfXaZCiI/AAAAAAAAAmg/A65MqfztmYQ/s1600-h/Photo163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099277083253213730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFfXaZCiI/AAAAAAAAAmg/A65MqfztmYQ/s200/Photo163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sexy tongue and eyes i've got (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFbHaZChI/AAAAAAAAAmY/jdpRIHbQR6M/s1600-h/Photo287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099277010238769682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFbHaZChI/AAAAAAAAAmY/jdpRIHbQR6M/s200/Photo287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eyecandy love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFS3aZCgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0fOfAjzC0DE/s1600-h/Photo268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276868504848898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFS3aZCgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0fOfAjzC0DE/s200/Photo268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was trying t act like a ghost. hahaha. idiot, but who cares (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFMXaZCfI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hft59lptUmY/s1600-h/Photo255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276756835699186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFMXaZCfI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Hft59lptUmY/s200/Photo255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i've been giving dao face today for the pics. hahaha :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFF3aZCeI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kUnig9QDcZc/s1600-h/Photo252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276645166549474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFF3aZCeI/AAAAAAAAAmA/kUnig9QDcZc/s200/Photo252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFBHaZCdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hSs9NrwYqbU/s1600-h/Photo249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276563562170834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRFBHaZCdI/AAAAAAAAAl4/hSs9NrwYqbU/s200/Photo249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gosh, i love this pic, super nerdy :D and this is how my elder brother looks like when he was younger. not the hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRE6XaZCcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/W7kbHvTfwiA/s1600-h/Photo232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276447598053826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRE6XaZCcI/AAAAAAAAAlw/W7kbHvTfwiA/s200/Photo232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRE0HaZCbI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8diFBYWrRb8/s1600-h/Photo228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276340223871410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRE0HaZCbI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8diFBYWrRb8/s200/Photo228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gonnabe paultwohill. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRErHaZCaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ceBTQOGUcNY/s1600-h/Photo182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276185605048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRErHaZCaI/AAAAAAAAAlg/ceBTQOGUcNY/s200/Photo182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another (: super ass, but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREjXaZCZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_CQwMMtTD0g/s1600-h/Photo227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276052461062546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREjXaZCZI/AAAAAAAAAlY/_CQwMMtTD0g/s200/Photo227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hairy sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREcnaZCYI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mRTjcvy794w/s1600-h/Photo181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099275936496945538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREcnaZCYI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mRTjcvy794w/s200/Photo181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRERnaZCXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wU8ardrFM9E/s1600-h/Photo179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099275747518384498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRERnaZCXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wU8ardrFM9E/s200/Photo179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREMHaZCWI/AAAAAAAAAlA/aPcYLr42kFk/s1600-h/Photo149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099275653029103970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsREMHaZCWI/AAAAAAAAAlA/aPcYLr42kFk/s200/Photo149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRD9HaZCVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/pYe1TmhB1HM/s1600-h/DSC00354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099275395331066194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRD9HaZCVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/pYe1TmhB1HM/s200/DSC00354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; science center schl outing, monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRDfXaZCUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/k--YL-B7QIo/s1600-h/DSC05518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099274884229957954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRDfXaZCUI/AAAAAAAAAkw/k--YL-B7QIo/s200/DSC05518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yellow skin, i hate yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRDDHaZCSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/dQJj1WdNxKM/s1600-h/DSC05512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099274398898653474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRDDHaZCSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/dQJj1WdNxKM/s200/DSC05512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my dog and telepathy's. my dog's scared of her dog, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRC63aZCRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kwki1J1eR7I/s1600-h/DSC05498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099274257164732690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRC63aZCRI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kwki1J1eR7I/s200/DSC05498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huge eyes she've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRCxnaZCQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AJ2HurSrcZY/s1600-h/DSC05421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099274098250942722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRCxnaZCQI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/AJ2HurSrcZY/s200/DSC05421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bernice :D my teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-184747752841602394?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/184747752841602394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=184747752841602394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/184747752841602394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/184747752841602394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/eyecandy-love.html' title='eyecandy love.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RsRM13aZCmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/JF9pvo2k3s8/s72-c/Photo173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-2615550903896093456</id><published>2007-08-14T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T21:03:11.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WAITED 8 LONG MONTHS, SHE FINALLY SET HIM FREE.</title><content type='html'>last night was hell funny chatting with kelly and weijin. we started out feeling rather bored, had no topics t talk about until i thought of a topic. muahha, i'm always the source of topics. nah, kidding. anyway, the conversation was kinda horny and funny? we started debating too. the topic was: TEENAGER RELATIONSHIP. and we end up talking bout sex and abortion ._. and talking about abortion, kelly said this, " if you want abort uh, just step on the stomach, F.O.C. " they just made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stomach cramps was unbearable today. i couldn't wake up today, was super sleepy because of the chats last night. too addictive. heh. almost late. there was maths test today, and i didn't had the don't know what bendable ruler you call it. i used freehand so i hope that mdm seah would be lenien* t me. i'm quite okay with the graph thingy, quite easy. but still somethings i don't really know. and algebra is oh-so difficult for me t understand. i hate algebra vehli the much. and there wasn't any chinese today! but mdm fauziah came t relieve us. she was suppose t ask us t study for spelling, but she's gonna lie t li laoshi that she'd forgotten. hahahah. super great. and then mdm fauziah told us stories, which after chinese was history. and all of us didn't had the mood for history at all. so she was nice today, and we have t give 100% attention in class tomorrow. today's a relazxing day lah. if only everyday it'll be like that, which i don't think will ever happen in our schl. anyway, we've changed our seating arrangement. i'm back t the second row and on the most right. hohoho. i love the seat there because i can study [like finally] since i won't really talk much with the ppl ard. and i won't love it, because i won't be able t talk, be entertained or blahblah. but i don't intend t change seat, too lazy t do so. and melody gave me a liquoer chocolate. thanks! :D but the liquoer was very bitter :x and i seriously feel very hot after drinking -.- but i'm not drunk. maybe it's the weather. and i've got a junior today for oboe. woolala, finally. but sad thing is, she don't wana change her section, she is a clarinetist, or can i say was. she cried :/ but i think she's gonna be okay with oboe? she's a fast learner, great t have her as my junior :D went FP with faris and huipeng and then homed (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2615550903896093456?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2615550903896093456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=2615550903896093456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2615550903896093456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2615550903896093456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-waited-8-long-months-she-finally-set.html' title='I WAITED 8 LONG MONTHS, SHE FINALLY SET HIM FREE.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-8320097714322396772</id><published>2007-08-12T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:49:40.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOCOPY YOUR BOOBS ON TH PHOTOCOPY MACHINE T PLEASE YOUR CLIENTS/BF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr8AN-djbHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Bpp5CflfnBE/s1600-h/Image071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097793543311944818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr8AN-djbHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Bpp5CflfnBE/s200/Image071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097793358628351074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr8ADOdjbGI/AAAAAAAAAkA/3RgUEyvHI-0/s200/2534387248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i'm kinda like into strawberry shortcake? hahaha. alot of ppl say i look like her and dora ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;met vivienchewmian'errabbitybitloveshorrormovies at ard 145. then went kfc, studied a teeny lil bit only. gerlyn and larlene then came after that. i so hate algebra. and th way they teached me, kinda funny. cos they didn't really know how t teach they themselves! then went t watch the 4 o'clock one  for rush hour 3. supposedly, one of their friends had t come. but end up, she was grounded or something. kinda wasted. anyway, the movie was super hilarious! you guys gotta watch it. i rate 4/5. hahahaha. the NG part was super funny too. and i brought 14 dollars out only. so i didn't really had money t eat alot ): alot of food was tempting me. what t do, i'm just greedy and have a big appetite :B after th show, kinda bored after walknig ard. then we went t the arcade. and super funny, larlene and i was like super jing zhang [ can anyone tell me what's that in english? ] when playing th photo difference thingy and th choose the food thingy. forgotten what's it called. then ard 7, went home with vivien th labbit. :B bunny tooth for you. muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-8320097714322396772?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8320097714322396772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=8320097714322396772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8320097714322396772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8320097714322396772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/photocopy-your-boobs-on-th-photocopy.html' title='PHOTOCOPY YOUR BOOBS ON TH PHOTOCOPY MACHINE T PLEASE YOUR CLIENTS/BF.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr8AN-djbHI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Bpp5CflfnBE/s72-c/Image071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-828046007056560536</id><published>2007-08-11T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T15:13:54.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WON'T MIND IF I'M NOT PRETTY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1e_udjbFI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Z9S6QfgE7Rg/s1600-h/DSC05238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097334802150026322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1e_udjbFI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Z9S6QfgE7Rg/s200/DSC05238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm chipanzee*, she's gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1dHudjbCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ivJmHHjltj0/s1600-h/DSC05255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097332740565724194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1dHudjbCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ivJmHHjltj0/s200/DSC05255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rabbit. vivien, i guess this is for you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1c6OdjbBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fPWLmr4faAI/s1600-h/DSC05139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097332508637490194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1c6OdjbBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fPWLmr4faAI/s200/DSC05139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gong. i think they were seeing chau doing don't know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cw-djbAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HGAEY-j4Seo/s1600-h/DSC05135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097332349723700226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cw-djbAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HGAEY-j4Seo/s200/DSC05135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; long john silver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cn-dja_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ySNpxU7ZcwE/s1600-h/DSC05250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097332195104877554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cn-dja_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/ySNpxU7ZcwE/s200/DSC05250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cZ-dja-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/XsPQaU4jQlg/s1600-h/DSC05222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097331954586708962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cZ-dja-I/AAAAAAAAAjA/XsPQaU4jQlg/s200/DSC05222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this got us laughing and we almost peed in our pants. hello, i'm monkey, she's hippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cMedja9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/JIcgUJCapxA/s1600-h/DSC05203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097331722658474962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1cMedja9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/JIcgUJCapxA/s200/DSC05203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we look alike. actually, i look like alot of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1bc-dja8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/MvM0GypjPBE/s1600-h/DSC05179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097330906614688706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1bc-dja8I/AAAAAAAAAiw/MvM0GypjPBE/s200/DSC05179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is charis's twinsister, berlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1bEOdja7I/AAAAAAAAAio/FGZDwmDa1Ws/s1600-h/DSC05246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097330481412926386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1bEOdja7I/AAAAAAAAAio/FGZDwmDa1Ws/s200/DSC05246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charis, this is for you (: *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1ZWedja6I/AAAAAAAAAig/fbX0vD3Kx1g/s1600-h/DSC05156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097328595922283426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1ZWedja6I/AAAAAAAAAig/fbX0vD3Kx1g/s200/DSC05156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;meet my twinsister, jasamania stranger (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, yesterday was kinda bored? went longjohnsilver and ate. no i didn't, sandychau and berlyn did. jovin and i just drank coke. and it was 1215 then i think. ard 1, we bought the tics for secrets at 445. yes, you must be thinking it's kinda insane, buy so late for what. why? because of 3 guys from 2e4 who couldn't make it for the 2 plus one. sandy, i regret sort of saying anything. should have said no :X because they didn't talk, super anti-social. hahaha. so i was like keep ranting at them on how annoying they are t not talk at all, and living in their own world. they hardly talk, i swear. i think they just hello only. that's all. tsktsk. saw alot of familiar faces. then melody came. walked ard, saw chorhiang and yiokhsien, we were following them, and i think they saw us, then they held hands. then we stopped following after awhile. walked ard, like up and down 34345 times. super boring k. i could have gone home and sleep, then came back and find them but i chose not t. then went t the movies. i still love the show secret. i understand more now, but ain't touching anymore, don't know why. there were some parts where it wasn't funny, ppl laughed. when it's funny, they laugh super loud. and it was a small theatre anyway. then walked ard, then went home with jovin. camwhored like f. and we did alot of monkey faces lah, but then shall not post too many, it's a secret xD jovin made my night last night! super funny k. we took alot of dumb pics that made us wana pee so badly. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and girlfriend, cheerup yo! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-828046007056560536?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/828046007056560536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=828046007056560536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/828046007056560536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/828046007056560536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wont-mind-if-im-not-pretty.html' title='I WON&apos;T MIND IF I&apos;M NOT PRETTY.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rr1e_udjbFI/AAAAAAAAAj4/Z9S6QfgE7Rg/s72-c/DSC05238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-1944072480382370349</id><published>2007-08-09T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:28:59.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRUMS, DRUMS, DRUMS! :D</title><content type='html'>edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrsuL-dja5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/YqnvwV9OZ7c/s1600-h/img0025ze9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096718186580241298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrsuL-dja5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/YqnvwV9OZ7c/s200/img0025ze9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3/4 of the class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096717941767105410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrst9udja4I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/3erLjYQXEh4/s200/img0024ts8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2e3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how i thought corey and chorhiang would be such sweet lovers, but then for don't know what reasons, chorhiang and yiokhsien's together. yeah chorhiang, i may not know anything and then i start t blabber nonsense about you at your tagboard. my mistake k. but just take a minute, think about what you've done. is it just because you sms yiokhsien like very very frequently, you had the feeling for her? like whoa, hold on a sec, your feelings comes real fast y'know. just those fingers tapping on the phone, send, receive, reply back and then a cycle repeats and tada, both of your feelings just came. fast eh. perhaps you all got t know each other more in that way that's why both of you are together? well, i can't assume that it is. and yiokhsien, i can't believe love comes before friendship t you. ain't it suppose t be the other way round? yeah perhaps you're different. corey is happy on the outside, but i know deeply, she's hurt, female instints. you ought t know that yourself yiokhsien, females yo. no, i don't wish t hate/dislike both of you all. but if you all wana hate/dislike me. so be it, i don't give a damn. corey cheerup. and i guess i'll just wish chorhiang and yiokhsien everlasting love? chorhiang, you better don't hurt another person. and yiokhsien, don't do that too. and chorhiang sorry for the blabberings. my fault k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and something t add on, maybe you're ____ chorhiang. i don't know how t fill in that blank, you fill it in. you delete my tags/banned me from tagging your new blog and blocked me on msn and deleted your previous blog cos i flooded you with my blabberings. nah, i don't mind. thanks uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrt5udja3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/FVuXDpKslKo/s1600-h/Photo854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647504303450994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrt5udja3I/AAAAAAAAAiI/FVuXDpKslKo/s200/Photo854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrt2-dja2I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FCJ-xbs_DOw/s1600-h/Photo851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647457058810722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrt2-dja2I/AAAAAAAAAiA/FCJ-xbs_DOw/s200/Photo851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtz-dja1I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ftDB1hvD8gw/s1600-h/Photo849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647405519203154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtz-dja1I/AAAAAAAAAh4/ftDB1hvD8gw/s200/Photo849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; real smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtwudja0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/SF7CtYrjKfQ/s1600-h/Photo848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647349684628290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtwudja0I/AAAAAAAAAhw/SF7CtYrjKfQ/s200/Photo848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i support s'pore cos i love s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtt-djazI/AAAAAAAAAho/t30TDckY9tw/s1600-h/Photo847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647302439988018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtt-djazI/AAAAAAAAAho/t30TDckY9tw/s200/Photo847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtf-djayI/AAAAAAAAAhg/D2NB5GNvLrU/s1600-h/Photo846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096647061921819426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrtf-djayI/AAAAAAAAAhg/D2NB5GNvLrU/s200/Photo846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtPedjaxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ItPvfjfTxnY/s1600-h/Photo845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096646778453977874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtPedjaxI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ItPvfjfTxnY/s200/Photo845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtMudjawI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/4v5_n-yfk7o/s1600-h/Photo844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096646731209337602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtMudjawI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/4v5_n-yfk7o/s200/Photo844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtEOdjavI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZbDymd40cjw/s1600-h/DSC05113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096646585180449522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrtEOdjavI/AAAAAAAAAhI/ZbDymd40cjw/s200/DSC05113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hi, this is jasmine and xueyi's drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrs7edjauI/AAAAAAAAAhA/gJlAlQtSOj0/s1600-h/DSC05111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096646434856594146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrs7edjauI/AAAAAAAAAhA/gJlAlQtSOj0/s200/DSC05111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jasmine and my artwork. super nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrsr-djasI/AAAAAAAAAgw/118JleMer3A/s1600-h/DSC05109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096646168568621762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrsr-djasI/AAAAAAAAAgw/118JleMer3A/s200/DSC05109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrsgedjarI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GNZQ1rackUk/s1600-h/DSC05104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096645971000126130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrrsgedjarI/AAAAAAAAAgo/GNZQ1rackUk/s200/DSC05104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jasmine and my artwork, also nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrr7udjaqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qfX3T8F-bdk/s1600-h/DSC05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096645339639933602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rrrr7udjaqI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qfX3T8F-bdk/s200/DSC05072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no, it's not that i'm short, he's tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY COUSIE JIAJUN :D nice nice, of the same day as s'pore? happy national day. wonder why's it called national day, when it's only s'pore celebrating? hmm, i guess the other countries are also celebrating on 9th august? i don't know (: so today, cousins, aunties, grandma came t my house. my dog was barking because my dog doesn't like strangers, actually they aren't stranger, my dog sees them almost every month. went studying with twinnie and telepathy! :D but i didn't really study. i did like one page of notes on maths - linear equations? something like that, only. heh. and then twinnie and i went crazy and we started t draw/scribble on my notebook which has blank page on alternate. hahaha. pics above. and then we started t camwhore. hohoho. and then twinnie went t ask this mac guy, who's also from 2n1 [ i don't know his name ] , for this fan thingy, which says 'i'm a s'pore fan' ? something like that. then telepathy wanted t go home, so we left too, but telepathy wanted t take the bus home, so twinnie and i walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;woke up real early, 545am, but i was quite awake compared t the time i woke up, 630am. anyway, had t wake up early because the band was gonna have a 'performance'. we stood at the don't know where at the back of the hall for like 2 hours in that super duper hot uniform ._. super dumb k. after that, there was food and funfair. super boring, just went ard t buy food, mostly things on stick ones. after everything, the QMs had t stay back t takecare of the percussion instruments. kinda boring. and i had the privellege* t go into the ava room t see the teacher's day performance audition when no one can go in only the judges and the IT ppl. there were some super funny performance, but i don't know if they can get in. then hadt wait for wafiy's group t finish practicing, gotta takecare of the drum you see. and guess what? i played the drums :DDDDD it is super duper fun k! i love drums. thanks t wafiy,i know how t play a lil, ad i just have t practice more, and my brain has t co-ordinate, then i can play it well and my rhythm has t be there. i'm so in love with drums :D then i played the electric guitar awhile, anyhow one lah, but super fun. hohoho. i love guitars :D then after everything, went FP t eat with wafiy, fawwaz one somebody i don't know, then homed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1944072480382370349?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1944072480382370349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1944072480382370349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1944072480382370349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1944072480382370349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/drums-drums-drums-d.html' title='DRUMS, DRUMS, DRUMS! :D'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrsuL-dja5I/AAAAAAAAAiY/YqnvwV9OZ7c/s72-c/img0025ze9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-1531157875914941666</id><published>2007-08-06T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:36:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOURCE OF ENTERTAINMENT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVgf98xrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fq2Uje0AP2Y/s1600-h/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095565151474337458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVgf98xrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fq2Uje0AP2Y/s200/x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVZP98xqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lvrTDTrHbwM/s1600-h/gf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095565026920285858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVZP98xqI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lvrTDTrHbwM/s200/gf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVQf98xpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/x-4FWRocDi8/s1600-h/G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095564876596430482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVQf98xpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/x-4FWRocDi8/s200/G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVCv98xoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4o2AHZVhDY0/s1600-h/DSC05029+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095564640373229186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVCv98xoI/AAAAAAAAAgA/4o2AHZVhDY0/s200/DSC05029+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; riverside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcU3v98xnI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VuyReGnXd7E/s1600-h/DSC04997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095564451394668146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcU3v98xnI/AAAAAAAAAf4/VuyReGnXd7E/s200/DSC04997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;formal pic at a mexican restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcUlP98xmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Pe_7Dh_aRe4/s1600-h/DSC04992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095564133567088226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcUlP98xmI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Pe_7Dh_aRe4/s200/DSC04992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look alikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcUdv98xlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cU2yKEpQMuQ/s1600-h/DSC04899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095564004718069330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcUdv98xlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/cU2yKEpQMuQ/s200/DSC04899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spongebob tee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: who tokin ? lol!!!!LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: who is who seh&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: lol!&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: i kelly lor.&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: i xueyi lor.&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: i xueyi&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: stephanie.&lt;br /&gt;LEMONBARLEY; fuck hell crap day. says: i stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, super funny. kelly and i copied stephanie's nick, font and color. cheer up stephanie k! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schl was tiring. i slept like midnight last night because i had t wait for my dessert ._. so i was super sleepy. there was english ta today. hopefully my marks good lah hor. after schl, went t eat mac with chaugirlfriend. then stayed in mac with singyee, weiling, huirong and huiyi for like 2 hours. i down there quite sian but i didn't want t go home yet then. then they went t buy some band stationeries for like quite long actually, 30 min? total cost 54bucks. alot eh. then homed with weiling and singyee. k, i'm tired. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still miss pepper badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1531157875914941666?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1531157875914941666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1531157875914941666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1531157875914941666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1531157875914941666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/08/source-of-entertainment.html' title='SOURCE OF ENTERTAINMENT.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrcVgf98xrI/AAAAAAAAAgY/fq2Uje0AP2Y/s72-c/x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-5219847794054230180</id><published>2007-08-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T22:17:37.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU BROUGHT TH PASSION BACK, WHY WON'T IT BE STABLE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrSKW_98xkI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bhYUe1y5hTg/s1600-h/DSC02992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094849206195897922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrSKW_98xkI/AAAAAAAAAfg/bhYUe1y5hTg/s200/DSC02992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; candid shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrSKTf98xjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/JOOpPq9Jv9k/s1600-h/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094849146066355762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RrSKTf98xjI/AAAAAAAAAfY/JOOpPq9Jv9k/s200/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; retarded, yes, but who cares, i still post it anway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadn't be blogging these few days, rather lazy :/ my parents brought the laptop t their workplace, and my comp's spoilt so i'm using my bro's anyways. i miss my laptop, how portable is used t be. awww. anyway, rushed t piano lesson, was late, 15 min. hoho. then went t meet telepathy and twinnie at inter and mrt-ed t dhoby ghuat. went t eat at food court, and off t cathay t watch SECRETS. damn, the show is super nice k. it's touching yo. and i just realize how handsome Jay could be. perhaps i'm a lil slow? and the way he plays the piano, how elegant it is, it's like a whoa atmosphere. EVERYONE, YOU MUST WATCH IT. SUPER NICE K. i rate it like 6/5! and the storyline of the show is nice lah. i'm watching it again with chaugirlfriend (: and right, Jay's sort of a perfect guy i want. plays a musical intrument, is sort of mature? i don't really know much bout him, but i like the character he was in the movie, wonder if that's how he is in reality. and Jay can sing lah. i like guys who sings too. damn, perfect guy. and he is cute, he has sharp nose! how eff-ing much do i love sharp nose guys? eff-ing much! where can i find sucha perfect guy? o.o anyway, Ping, Gillian, Kristie and Baoling was watching in the same cinema as us. so i went back with them, and twinnie and telepathy went t FOP? then homed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST WATCH SECRETS YO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5219847794054230180?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3X9P98xhI/AAAAAAAAAfI/DJ-hY_WsTL4/s320/DSC04868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on camera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3X5v98xgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l46EDM7TO7g/s1600-h/DSC04862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092964140754716162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3X5v98xgI/AAAAAAAAAfA/l46EDM7TO7g/s320/DSC04862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sometimes, we tend t act cute.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xzf98xfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3x2_dDSsALE/s1600-h/DSC04793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092964033380533746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xzf98xfI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3x2_dDSsALE/s320/DSC04793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cousin-look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xuf98xeI/AAAAAAAAAew/X-U2lrsU3Ls/s1600-h/DSC04789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092963947481187810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xuf98xeI/AAAAAAAAAew/X-U2lrsU3Ls/s320/DSC04789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xkv98xcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-thxguzzeUA/s1600-h/DSC04756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092963779977463234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rq3Xkv98xcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-thxguzzeUA/s320/DSC04756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today schl was as usual. i think i can draw, but i can't color. aww, i wana be in the art stream. and i went high today because of junwei. the main source of entertainment in class. chaugirlfriend was laughing the most. hahaha. he super funny k! during recess, after eating, i remember repeating the sentence from this ol' song called horny. i kept repeating the sentence, i'm horny, horny horny horny. hahaha. i was super mad k. then i made that kind of sound. k, dumb. after schl, went t eat at kfc with chaugirlfriend and jovin, then t chaugirlfriend's house. had t write down the notes of the score, kinda lazy t do so :/ then jovin came t my house, played with billiard. ahhh, billiard's cute laaaa. she has that gong face. and i kept bullying billiard. hoho. billiard will always be my source of entertainment too :D actually, there's many entertainers uh. then she went home like ard 630.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2899582349486987455?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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subway's i think? and then ate ice cream and drank caffe mocha. damn it, dumb me, i'm growing more fatter. and mommy wanted t go east coast t eat, super mafan k. i wanted t eat at town, waste my time going in the car and out again. end up, i didn't eat as i was not hungry. and i was merely asking my mom when we were still in town why we had t eat at eastcoast where we could eat here. and she told me, " why do you keep talking so much? can shut up?" whoa, no wonder my elder brother and i don't really talk so much when out with family. yes, i'm super different when i with parents, i don't talk much. i'll only ask where are we going and why and fullstop. i know my flaws mommy, i have plenty of them, you don't have t pinpoint them allllllll the time, i hate it. i know i'm talkative, but i'm super quiet in the family, so why shut me up when some of my friends don't? and i always use the word 'tsk' and you shout at me for saying tsk all the time, what's the problem with that. dumb. so went t jiamin's house, mommy wanted t learn how t upload songs and pics in her phone. she said awhile, and it turned out like 2 hours. so i was like telling her i'm super tired, go home and she say wait. dumb. everytime i take my time/try t rush a lil, you scold me. why must i always respect her when she doesn't? sadly, a mother like her, a daughter will always be like too. i've got too many bad genes from her and i wana change it. i'm selfish like her, but i think i've changed alot compared t last time. i'm sensitive, genes from myself? i'm lazy, genes from both. i talk too much, genes from mom. i have no patience, genes from mom. i have too many t list. eew, i hate my flaws. i MUST change it. and mommy, seriously, pleaseeeee stop pinpointing my flaws, I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i passed by geylang, and it reminded me of pepper. pepper, i still miss you like f after 2 years, 1 month ++ where are you? ): how  i miss alot of my past, and now the present, emo i may sometime be. if the time could stop, how wonderful. and why take away so many of my love ones? i miss so much, i miss the past :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5067082148742059533?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5067082148742059533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5067082148742059533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5067082148742059533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5067082148742059533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/screw-mommy-for-always-pinpointing-my.html' title='SCREW MOMMY FOR ALWAYS PINPOINTING MY FLAWS, BUT I&apos;VE GOT YOUR GENES ANYWAY.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7531032708658884325</id><published>2007-07-27T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T19:26:10.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 SECONDS T YOU.</title><content type='html'>yeah i'm sick. supposedly, mom asked me not t come t schl cos i'm sick, badly sick. i'm having a bad sore throat which hurts like f, a cough which irritates my throat and that fluuuuu. dumb. okay, so schl was so-so. ms hidaya didn't come, so did charis. and chaugirlfriend and i gave berlyn a present! we lied t her that we didn't buy for her yesterday. heh. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BERLYN! :D k, so english was first, did i mention that i have 2 english chers in my class? mr wee and one female cher who's super soft when speaking but she helped out in our test yesterday. tests are suppose t be done by ourselves w/o discussion eh? heh. maths after that. yeah i finally understood mostly about that graphical thingy. recessed with cliques ater that, i'm watching secrets with twinnie and telepathy next saturday! hohoho, gonna skip piano lessons i guess. hopefully i'll enjoy? (: i wana watch simpsons too. science was after recess, i seriously don't like ms gan now uh. she's the one wasting time, no matter how much she lectures/nags, our class will still talk and make noise, it's useless ms gan, stop wasting your time and our time. serious, NO USE. so just zip that foul mouth of yours. and you're always looking at chaugirlfriend and my direction, damn you. lit was next, but there wasn't any cher. the class was chaotic! awesomeeeee. the tables/chairs were ard, ppl running ard, going out of class, screaming. hah. and i arm wrestled with alvin, i won him! heh, i'm a female while he's a male. heyyy, i'm strong yo! and i don't even know why sister kept slaping me ._. after that, homed with telepathy. whoa, how long has it been since i walked home with her. met mom in schl u at void deck and went people's park. was suppose t go doctor first and home, ended up, she wana book air tickets t philippines. mommy and daddy only. YEAH! but, grandma would be staying over? aww. went t see the doc. hah, as usual, talked but with the doc this time. no, mom and doc was the oen talking and i was the one listening. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je t'adore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7531032708658884325?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7531032708658884325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7531032708658884325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7531032708658884325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7531032708658884325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/30-seconds-t-reach-you.html' title='30 SECONDS T YOU.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-2289965123359946582</id><published>2007-07-26T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:18:56.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBABLY, YOU'RE NOT WHO I THOUGHT.</title><content type='html'>i asked daddy if i could have a hundred dollar, he agreed! heh. cos i talked t him. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;so today was alright, super sleepy as usual. nowadays, i'm feeling sleepy and my panda eyes are coming outtttt ): lazy t recall what happened today. after schl, went t chaugirlfriend's house, she bathed while i read magazines. went t eat at yakun, i miss it! my all time favourite place t eat :D then went walking ard, my muscle leg ache caused me t walk real difficult. chaugirlfriend and i went t find ____ a ______. difficult t find uh! then saw singyee they all. end up, we bought something. then waited for chaugirlfriend's mom t come, walked ard, then bused home with weiling and huiyi! and berlyn's birthday tomorrow while charis's the day after. no wonder they look alike eh? they have the same blood type too. hahaha. twins! i'm happy laaa (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-2289965123359946582?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/2289965123359946582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=2289965123359946582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2289965123359946582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/2289965123359946582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/probably-youre-not-who-i-thought.html' title='PROBABLY, YOU&apos;RE NOT WHO I THOUGHT.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1456835556088066409</id><published>2007-07-25T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:20:49.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY MISTAKE.</title><content type='html'>okay, woke up with muscle aches everywhere and a very bad sore throat. i'm getting sick soon yo! as usual, every 2 months i'll be down with a flu after sore throat and a cough. but this year, amazing, i've not been sick since 4 months/5months? :D heyyyy, my immune system's getting better everyday, i feel strong! and yes, i'm able t balance much more better? awesome eh. schl as usual, super bored uh. YEAH there wasn't maths today. hohoho. and our class left an hour earlier, for BITC! had lunch, and bused t there. we baked curry puff? if only it was ice-cream puffs that we always ate during band days, those old days with band ppl, including seniors. okay okay, a lil off point. at first, i thought the confectionery* would be some high ceilings, w/o aircon and very noisy, but it turned out with aircon and low ceiling and much less noisier. baking was funny uh, alot of laughters? no, not so much of mine, i had stomach muscleache and a sore throat. k, the curry puff was okay, i prefer the other kind of curry puffs cos this curry puff we made is like less tastier? but crispier. then went back t schl at ard 7. corey and chorhiang sat together on the bus and there were some ppl ard them trying t take pics of them. hurhur, heard they're gonna post it somewhere? hah. accompanied charis t _____'s void deck cos she wana pass curry puff t him. sweeet. then homed. and ya, 2.4 today, my timing was 18++min. ahhh. the 3rd round, i walked all the way due t dumb blister i had while running and my don't know where at the stomach there pain uh. bloodyhell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how much luckier you are than me. because no matter how your financial is, you have a heart, you have the character, looks are slightly above average. you ought t be happy, you've got things ppl can't buy with money. so what if you have no money, you're lucky. maybe you tend t be sensitive t them, and always making a fuss over a small lil thing, you could change that. be glad you're having things some ppl may not have like me. but, maybe too many of them that i've introduced t you, tend t be closer t you. why? because you've got character unlike me. i'm jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1456835556088066409?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1456835556088066409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1456835556088066409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1456835556088066409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1456835556088066409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-my-mistake.html' title='IT&apos;S MY MISTAKE.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-1223400565020079365</id><published>2007-07-24T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:46:59.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU KNOCK ME OFF MY FEET.</title><content type='html'>okay, schl was boring. i was super sleepy too k, but i tried my best not t put my head on the table. but i still did i anyway. and i'm guai uh! i'm actually finally listening in class. maths was alright, i understood the graphical thingy. after schl, there was napfa, so no cca! :D shuttle run was first, my timing was 12.16secs. i aimed for 11++sec actually. never mind. after that, went for sit-ups, i'm seriously very slack, i remember i used t do sit-ups everyday. but i managed t get 5 points, 30 sit-ups. heh. then went for stnading broad jump, at first, the distance was 140+/150+, then i remembered what join told me, bring your legs nearer t your chest, and woahla, my distance was 162cm :D went for sit-and-reach and i thought i would reached like 32 only but ended up, 37! and shucks, a cm more t 4 points. last was inclined pull up, super dumb uh me, 5 points was 16 and above, i thought 30, so i did 30 ._. and now my arms are aching, bloodyhell. so went t band and found out that band ppl were already packing up instruments, so just walked ard and went for fall in. after that, went FP with huili, jeffrey and met huichen there, kinda bored down there. not much talk and huichen/huili's mom's a great mom uh. super duper good. and her mom bought harry potter's last book i think for her. then homed with huili, huichen and jeffrey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1223400565020079365?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1223400565020079365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1223400565020079365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1223400565020079365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/1223400565020079365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-knock-me-off-my-feet.html' title='YOU KNOCK ME OFF MY FEET.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-7596708770864563989</id><published>2007-07-23T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:38:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD HAIR DAY.</title><content type='html'>yes, first person t laugh at my hair was huili ): and then charis, continued laughing at me. bloodyhell. she kept commenting on my hair the whole day, you don't even know how i feel. so just stop calling me small kid. i felt so retarded the whole day k, and i had t bear with the humiliations. so lessons were alright, lit was funny as usual. recessed with cliques, i was afraid ppl would laugh at me uh. end up, think nope. art was alright, i couldn't draw the maple leaf tesellation, ended up following what cher drew, the houses. it was fine though. and that stupid mdm seah said my hair so kuku and michelle's too. michelle's hair is super cute! like egytian. but hey, mdm seah, your hair sucks even more than us. after schl, went with melody, chaugirlfriend and berlyn t catch harrypotter at tampines gv. i rate it 3.5/5 only. kinda boring. i wana watch die hard 4.0! i'm gonna watch with charis this thursday, anyone? (: but rupert grint was in the show :DDDD hohoho. then went t sakae sushi t realize that buffet was over, so end up we didn't watch, so we went t comics connection, berlyn, chaugirlfriend and i shared money t buy her comics and don't know what thing chaugirlfriend chose. belated present eh. went t buy drinks at starbucks, i bought mocha caffe :D hohoho. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my fringe, and stop laughing and teasing me, charis, thankyou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7596708770864563989?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7596708770864563989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7596708770864563989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089994853769332146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNLWf98xbI/AAAAAAAAAeY/k-W_ve-LDPE/s320/DSC04442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss my hair ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNLPP98xaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NxbM3V-Erf8/s1600-h/DSC04435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089994729215280546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNLPP98xaI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/NxbM3V-Erf8/s320/DSC04435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss my fringe ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNLBf98xZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QKuP1MkICMM/s1600-h/DSC04433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089994492992079250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNLBf98xZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QKuP1MkICMM/s320/DSC04433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cousieeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNJF_98xYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sjPC-pPZAMk/s1600-h/DSC04471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089992371278235010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNJF_98xYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/sjPC-pPZAMk/s320/DSC04471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after the haircut, my fringe's like super short kkkk ): i look like a toot small boy. i have my elder brother's used-t-have fringe. eeeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNIev98xXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NVci6luUw5k/s1600-h/DSC04428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089991696968369522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNIev98xXI/AAAAAAAAAd4/NVci6luUw5k/s320/DSC04428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNH1_98xWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/e1JhD0b26c8/s1600-h/DSC04426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089990996888700258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqNH1_98xWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/e1JhD0b26c8/s320/DSC04426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cousins do look alike :D she has center parting and wears a specs, so i copy her? heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this morning i _______! hohoho. i felt so relieve after that uh. so ard 3, met charis, went ard tm, she wanted t buy a ring for _____ then went t buy my  floss with egg crepe :D then walked t cut hair at roots, and we didn't felt tired. know why? because i have a sense of entertainment, so ppl feel entertain with me. awesomeeeee! and i super duper hate my fringe! ): ahhhh. i wanted t tell the person t trim my hair, end up i told the person say cut shorter, but still okay, not that short and not too long but my fringe, oh man. the person asked if i wanted t thinner my fringe, i said yes. how dumb can i be. so, it's fcking ugly now and i hate it, but luckily, my hair grows thick fast. and ppl, don't go roots cut hair, they cut really weird, they cut long hair ppl hair super weird, all look like mushroom or strawberry. hahaha. and please ppl, don't laugh at my fringe/hair tomorrow k. super embarrassing. anyway, after cutting hair, went t find ______ and charis passed him a ring. then went fawwaz house for awhile cos _____ wants t go, so we accompanied me. his house his super whiteeeee! if only it was red, cool hor. then homed. i fcking hate my fringe, it's ugly, ugly, ugly ): i miss my fringe sooooo very much ): fringe, grow faster k. you're missed. luckily, i met like 4 friends form junyuan, they don't think it's that ugly. hope so. and hopefully no one laughs at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;am chatting with charis about our childhood times in primary schl. super cute k! i told her that i love above ankle length socks and i find below ankle length socks very stupid and uncomfortable. and i had those pinaform, i loved wearing long ones, so i will think that short ones are super dumb and so paikia, and i used t hate paikias in the past, heh. so all my friends were average only. but now, i think that above ankle length is super uncomfortable, so i wear at ankle length, just nice. skirt used t be short, like above knee 2 cm in sec1, but i've changed, it's at knee. i've changed :D come t think of it, pasts are all memory and i don't know why i think of them in black and white and not in colors. t me, black and white has a very memorable incident and ol' feeling which is nice. with colors, it's not muct of memories compared t black and whites. conclusion, i love black and whites pic, but obviously, have t take at a certain angle t make it look very memorable. i wana be a photographer! k, i'm getting quite out of point. okay, bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll be your bestfriend and you'll be my valentine :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7499448275754769002?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7499448275754769002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7499448275754769002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/7499448275754769002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqH8gv98xSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YsqD7wgkUws/s320/DSC04297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bullypartners! corey loves chorhiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqH8c_98xRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bcKtLkUku5I/s1600-h/DSC04294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089626629043176722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RqH8c_98xRI/AAAAAAAAAdI/bcKtLkUku5I/s320/DSC04294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; charis manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went meeting chaugirlfriend and berlyn at noon and went t long john silver t eat breakfast. at 1, went t the mrt's side there for some intro t the cip thingy and then had t take the stuffs and went t blocks, knocking on almost all the doors in like 3 blocks. tiring uh, 4 hours k. and i vaguely remembered one malay woman opening the door and starting raging at us ._. she said that the disadvatage of this kind of thing is that we'll disturb those who are sleeping. like who cares about you sleeping, we just wanted t ask if you wanted t buy it and then you can go back t dreamland, you don't have t nag like a grandma, wait she is a grandma. she's so unreasonable. so total, we earned like 29 bucks in ard 3++ hours. super long k, alot of ppl skipped the cip/went t like one block of flat only and then stopped doing, so it's like, end up, sandychau, berlyn and one in-charge person followed us t sell the rest of what ppl did not sell. tiring uh, climbed up stairs and down the stairs. oh oh! i still remembered once, before jovin went t her dance thing, we went t a block and i was scaring berlyn with my what-she-calls-it-scary face. and she screamt and one man who seemed crazy shouted really loud with a hoarse voice. seemed like a mad person eh. after that, went open plaza, zarren gave me the super belated present which is a tee. super cute uh the tee. am wearing it now :D and watched our schl's dance performance then homed. changed and rushed over for piano. i feel like my passion for piano's back ehhh. heh, and i've been practising recently. the piano cher was like quite surprised that i could play well. ahahaha. i was at the bus-stop, waiting for 291, and i heard 2 tamil teenage girls with a chinese woman? could be the teenagers mom, and the were speaking english most of the time but there was hokkien in between and the woman oftenly replied in hokkien. pro! not even i can speak hokkien like them. homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-590331746041924930?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/590331746041924930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-855237429530345825</id><published>2007-07-21T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T10:06:40.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IS IN THE AIR.</title><content type='html'>COREY :&lt;br /&gt;and ie really trust-ED ue .&lt;br /&gt;x[&lt;br /&gt;and to think that way .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teardrops ;&lt;br /&gt;and for that ,&lt;br /&gt;ie guess ue would never notice .&lt;br /&gt;X[&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;really really missing ue .&lt;br /&gt;goh chor hiang /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOR HIANG :&lt;br /&gt;ie hab to sae&lt;br /&gt;when ur tears drop,&lt;br /&gt;myy shoulders will b dere fer eu,&lt;br /&gt;if eu nid me,&lt;br /&gt;i'll b dere fer eu,&lt;br /&gt;relly lovin ue .&lt;br /&gt;fer myy entire life so long ,&lt;br /&gt;loves eu 4eva,&lt;br /&gt;corey x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, they're so sweeet can. their blog song's the same. darn mushy ehhhh. sadly t say, they're not steads. all the best corey and chor hiang yo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, charis and ______ is sweet too uh! so many sweet lovers nowadays xD they ______ even when they haven't stead. sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaugirlfriend and ________ is sweet too uh, everyday sms each other. both also haven't stead. love is in the air eh? hohohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-855237429530345825?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/855237429530345825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=855237429530345825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/855237429530345825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/855237429530345825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is-in-air.html' title='LOVE IS IN THE AIR.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-3844075871316954228</id><published>2007-07-19T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:55:10.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND YOUR FLAWS ARE?</title><content type='html'>proud t present, jinkiat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9a9qR3szI/AAAAAAAAAc4/yjXIAHOqJKA/s1600-h/DSC04125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088886119319712562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9a9qR3szI/AAAAAAAAAc4/yjXIAHOqJKA/s320/DSC04125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9a5qR3syI/AAAAAAAAAcw/brxMA4PFZM0/s1600-h/DSC04118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088886050600235810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9a5qR3syI/AAAAAAAAAcw/brxMA4PFZM0/s320/DSC04118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baby look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9az6R3sxI/AAAAAAAAAco/LHOwI5yEr6Q/s1600-h/DSC04108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885951815987986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9az6R3sxI/AAAAAAAAAco/LHOwI5yEr6Q/s320/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9arKR3swI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9JHZH7csq1o/s1600-h/DSC04106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885801492132610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9arKR3swI/AAAAAAAAAcg/9JHZH7csq1o/s320/DSC04106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he wanted t hide yet he still posed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;t prove that chunsiong may be gay :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aS6R3suI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YtcW5_5UzwA/s1600-h/DSC04098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885384880304866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aS6R3suI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/YtcW5_5UzwA/s320/DSC04098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he sometimes sucks his thumb in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aMqR3stI/AAAAAAAAAcI/CcjvDlor3hQ/s1600-h/DSC04097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885277506122450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aMqR3stI/AAAAAAAAAcI/CcjvDlor3hQ/s320/DSC04097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he sits like a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9cC6R3s0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/akSLwHfMGn0/s1600-h/DSC04104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088887309025653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9cC6R3s0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/akSLwHfMGn0/s320/DSC04104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sometimes, smiles like one (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aHaR3ssI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AYPW0EVjTho/s1600-h/DSC04052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885187311809218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aHaR3ssI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AYPW0EVjTho/s320/DSC04052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and stephanie the day before she depart s'pore again -tuesday's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aBKR3srI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1hwqR2N3eqc/s1600-h/DSC04035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088885079937626802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rp9aBKR3srI/AAAAAAAAAb4/1hwqR2N3eqc/s320/DSC04035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;leowwww and mah. felice was behind - sunday's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schl today was a so-so day. during maths, just when i was about t stop disliking her, she made me dislike her again. she keeps looking at me during test because she knows i always copy, so she did caught me red handed as usual but she went t blame chaugirlfriend of copying mine, what crap. bloodyhell. and i don't know why the 2e1 guys keeps borrowing things from me nowadays. then forgotten what happened. ate lunch and went for oral. i got 27/40 which is still alright? (: my reading's bad as usual, i can't slow down my reading. i got 7. i got 8 for picture conversation, but she wrote that i had a good description of the pic. and i got 12 for conversation! woohoo! first time i got above 10 for conversation i guess? and the teacher was like opening her eyes real big and smiling at me making eye contacts with me too and wanting me t say more, so i bet it was interesting t her! :D then went t meet wafiy, fawwaza and haziq at foodpalace. then went art room, did the coloring of that picture, so did charis. i've got the potential t be an art student xD haha, kidding. my drawings are kiddy drawings. then homed after that with charis. you never know, charis was _____ by ______. sweeeeeet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3844075871316954228?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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will jolly well spoil them. and i'm sensitive, of course i'll be petty. what's more, there was marching. for your other information, i hate marching. i hate marching because of the sun. i hate the sun because it makes me sweat. i hate sweating because it makes me stress/frustrated/moody. conclusion: i hate sun, i love nightlife :D ya, cos i'm a super sensitive person, so i'm petty. so there i went complaining away and messing my hair up. i'm gonna cut my hair shorter soon. then went t art room, continue with that drawing wafiy drew. i feel like i'm one of the art students eh. wafiy's kind enough t teach me t color/toning and haziq's nice enough t willingly teach me painting/toning. and fawwaza just woke up that time, so his eyes were bloodyhell red and he came scaring me and his acting really super real, he seemed like he was possessed uh. i think i wana take art next year. art calms me down, something i can vent on. anyway, i got into 3e1 for the trail thingy which was my first choice. awesome (: but on a second thought, i think i wana go into the art stream :D so went t FP with faris, huichen, huili and wafiy. we talked like an hour plus and didn't even felt like leaving because the topics were super funny that i laughed so much, i got a headache and they had t shesh me. damn, i seriously need t control my laughter. lemme tell you guys something which we laughed like mad cows. ______'s [name's protected] bra dropped during some band camp and she didn't even notice. she wore white and she was drenched with water too, so the nipples could be seen, the color of the nipples could be seen too and she don't even know that her bra dropped. i laughed like no tomorrow. hah. funniest joke i've heard. and we were also talking about this particular person. we bitched bout her which is so very bad but i laughed like no tomorrow again because it's super funny and i'm evil t laugh at ppl. went home with huichen and huili after that (:&lt;div 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past.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-994562291800259162</id><published>2007-07-16T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:31:58.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN YOU FEEL IT.</title><content type='html'>felt real tired this morning due t insufficient sleep. schl was as usual today? a lil tiring that's all. ended schl at ard 115 today cos there was O level listening compre. went mac t eat with chaugirlfriend, charis, berlyn, melody and josephine. this time, nugget meal. super long no eat eh. then went chaugirlfriend's house with berlyn, chatted online a lil while. she has a psp pink! i want a psp. if only there's red uh, sure buy :D took the taxi over t anglican high. woah, the match's intense atmosphere was a blow i didn't have the time t catch my breath in the midst of the game. zai match uh! it was like springfield's winning; we're losing. in the end, i think i curse the schl t lose :X they lost in the end and we won. i know i'm evil t curse. ahhh, have t stop myself from cursing already. then took 31 back with berlyn and chaugirlfriend and homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-994562291800259162?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/994562291800259162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=994562291800259162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/994562291800259162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/994562291800259162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-you-feel-it.html' title='CAN YOU FEEL IT.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-727764384560610113</id><published>2007-07-15T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:28:36.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go drunk together.</title><content type='html'>met the band ppl at small mac like ard 230. went cheers with shirleen and ivy t buy green tea :D then took 69 t bedok inter for straight bus t botanic gardens. super long uh. then took 7 for the straight bus. laughed alot on the bus. and there was once when charis was laughing, then i got shut by someone. woah, nice. reached, it was super hot and i got a headache. quite boring. heh. then took 7 back t bedok inter. ivy's funny! she's scared of the fruit bats. so i kept scaring her that it'll find a person's head and stay and she got real scared and ran away. then i saw a butterfly, at first, i thought it was a fruit bat, so i was telling some other junior [ forgotten who ] that if only ivy was here. then i look closer, then i saw it was a butterfly so i went running beside her. heh. then on our way back t bedok inter, there was this 3 girls who had this face that made me wana slap them. forgotten what's the word. ah, i keep forgetting my words. in the end, the bus wasn't crowded, so changed went t the top with ivy, kelly and wafiy. went eating with faris, wafiy, ivy and kelly at mac. i got real high and i laughed all the way. i was highhh. then ivy went home. we walked back home. and wafiy said i'm drunk -.- i felt like too. cos i kept laughing and not able t balance. as you can see, i have no sense of balance. then went pineapple playground slack awhile. saw neighbour and their dog, faris and wafiy got real scared. hoho. homed with neighbour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-727764384560610113?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/727764384560610113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=727764384560610113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/727764384560610113'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjnN6R3shI/AAAAAAAAAao/sJiASqFCpaI/s320/DSC03897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ya, she's trying t put her 2 eyes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjnFaR3sgI/AAAAAAAAAag/lJI8OvILWK8/s1600-h/DSC03920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069859254612482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjnFaR3sgI/AAAAAAAAAag/lJI8OvILWK8/s320/DSC03920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmwaR3sfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Owj64T52ivc/s1600-h/DSC03852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069498477359602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmwaR3sfI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Owj64T52ivc/s320/DSC03852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look like a guy if i don't have that long side hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rpjmp6R3seI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uyMc5_9ioL0/s1600-h/DSC03828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069386808209890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rpjmp6R3seI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/uyMc5_9ioL0/s320/DSC03828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmkqR3sdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WSoNDnDUJkI/s1600-h/DSC03847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087069296613896658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmkqR3sdI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WSoNDnDUJkI/s320/DSC03847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;esther loves red and black like i do :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmB6R3scI/AAAAAAAAAaA/J_4jkPpXzLQ/s1600-h/DSC03885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087068699613442498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjmB6R3scI/AAAAAAAAAaA/J_4jkPpXzLQ/s320/DSC03885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dao's nice :D oh ya, remembered that i took alot of dao pics, charis's eyes look abit weird. ignore background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents went missing after their quarrels. wow. k, went meeting charis at ard 1145, ate at mac. iced chocolate and mcspicy again :D went walking ard tm/cs. then saw faris, so we walked with him. he wanted t buy games. and his game cost 70plus. woahhhh. his daddy gave him 100bucks. woahhhh. and faris is the cause of making me high. hoho. my goodgoodfriend always makes me high :D then we saw some primary schl chers, and had a lil small chat. they still remembered me ehhhh. hoho. at least i'm still remembered for like more than 2 years. than faris left. walked ard, hoping t find hot red polo tee. saw melody, josephine and one china girl, so we join in. the china girl, darn rich. and i saw a levi's jeans i wana buy but i have no money. aww. then we left, met charis's church ppl at small mac and off t sunplaza park. today's super duper hot and i couldn't bear. went t a nearby coffee shop for drinks and fan. then played some stupid games :X ya, quite. so i didn't really join in. super boring uh the games. then had bbq in the day, a lil weird. first time. heh. and something funny was this girl from pasir ris crect sec said that somebody called her a twit and a bangla. funny! and also she said that somebody told her that she told somebody that a bastard's a male dog. hahaha! that's super funny uh. and then another girl from the same schl said somebody called her virgina. FUNNY! k, their schl's really a super joker. then watched a short documentary show openly, a lil embarrassed cos ppl were looking. eew. and the so called movie was kinda boring too :X then went for piano at like 730 with charis. no, i mean she went home, nono, went t find charis-you-know-who. hehhhh. then i went home after piano. and piano's fine today, i'm beginning t feel the fire slowly rising in me. hoho. and i told charis a secret that no one knew, only me. hohoho. and she told me a secret that no one knew, only her. and both secrets are the same topic. hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3873884943133183658?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3873884943133183658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=3873884943133183658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3873884943133183658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/3873884943133183658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-secret-d.html' title='IT&apos;S A SECRET :D'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpjnN6R3shI/AAAAAAAAAao/sJiASqFCpaI/s72-c/DSC03897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-8854073752609576191</id><published>2007-07-14T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:12:11.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there they go again.</title><content type='html'>daddy, i hate you. i hate you for making my mom cry and always scolding her. you suck. i already hate you from the beginning. y'know what, you don't help the family anyway. you only scold continuously, venting your angers on us the children be it stress level or outside problems or family problems. you know how we feel? NO. and you're continously irritating us the children AGAIN. pinching us all the time when we're doing something. what's wrong with you? the only thing you helped the family is earning money. that's all. fullstop. everytime i ask money, i ask from mom and not you, cos you're selfish with money. you only give me money once in awhile. mom at least kinda give me some support, better t talk with [not secrets] , give us the children money but earns lesser than dad and better understanding than dad. daddy, even if you're jealous, you don't have t go t a certain extent where you might make my mom go nuts k. i heard her piercing screamings when you shouted at her. you're making her nuts really. anyway, don't tell me you've never been with women in your whole entire life. hello, i see you with some younger age girls with you before k and us the children has t tag along so that mom thinks that you're doing the right thing. you're using us k. i hate you, i hate you. mom was just talking t a woman/guy over the phone outisde the house that's all. you don't have t be sooooooooo jealous and shout at her for not getting from the bottom of the scene. you suck. and daddy, i remember you're always scolding me for coming home late, got a problem? what's more, 730 is late t you. wow. you're really sick in the mind. dad, i think you have t go t a psychiatrist. divorce, divorce, divorce! okay, maybe not. but if they were t divorce, i'm staying with my mom for sure thought she won't even let me do some certain stuffs. but i know she'll understand. daddy, i really hate you. if you die.... i'll celebrate? no joke. i know i'm evil but your attitude sucks, oh that's why my attitude sucks cos i got your dirty genes! okay okay, my maid told me that my mom gave her salary so early, perhaps something's gonna happen. no, nothing must happen mom, i don't want t live with that father of mine. think of us mom, don't leave us k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her heart aches, yet he doesn't know. my heart aches, both my parents do not know because i don't tell them because i know dad would definitely scold. see, he's insane. i got problems, it's a wrong doing. you think i want? no. daddy, you're really mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-8854073752609576191?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8854073752609576191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=8854073752609576191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8854073752609576191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8854073752609576191'/><link 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freaking slow. watched anglican high vs springfield. springfield were trashed. then our schl vs bedok north. we won :D heh. took 31, then accompanied khai t watch rugby match. the rest went home/eating. end up, i went t find wafiy. our schl's this year batch is super lousy or maybe the opponent schl's very good? remembering that the score was like 17 - 0 , us 0, i decided not t watch anymore, it was boring. i'd prefer basketball. heh. i find sports fun. went with wafiy t see his art work. k, i'm jealous of those ppl who could draw. then wafiy taught me how t color, obviously, need more practices uh. and i made some friends. and i find them really very friendly. now, i realise, there are much more friendlier ppl out there whom i do not know. then i watched those new made friends are some i know, played soccer. seeing them play, makes me feel.. eh, i don't know how t explain. i feel kinda happy, i had the kumpung* feel and like how olden days, ppl are very happy. ya, happy..... everything's different now eh? ya, so many problems, minor problems also wana settle, sensitive over trivial matters. i so do not like it. anyway, had a small lil chat and went back home after that. and i bathed in cold water, it's my first time in this year. hah. and i felt super hot for no reason. okay, goodbye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday the 13th suppose t  be sort of a bad day? but hey, i'm real happy today. nothing bad happened t me, in fact, the great things came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-7586766840368206721?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/7586766840368206721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=7586766840368206721' title='0 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weather now, but if it'll be cooler, damn, i'll love s'pore's weather already. charis didn't come t schl today cos she had a fever. and i made yiokshien angry because i prank called/smsed her. ya, my act's really lame. end up, now she's angry with chaugirlfriend too. sorry yo. and she's just too sensitive la. even though i'm super duper sensitive, i won't be angry over that super small trivial matter cos i know that the person was joking only. if you wana hate me, just hate me, don't hate sandychau. but anyway, really sorry yo. i was dumb. so after schl, went mac with chaugirlfriend. as usual, mcspicy meal :D went t her house after that. played with the webcam, hah, super fun. then played ______ [ game's name protected because chaugirlfriend doesn't want it t be said ] hahahaha, the game super funny and ______. went home after that. harrypotter's out today? heh, and i'm gonna watch on monday with chaugirlfriend probably. gonna watch my rupert! :DDDDD i simply love rupert alexander grint :D i love his reddish orangy hair, super cool :D note t remember, his birthday's on 24th august 1988 :D goodbye ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaugirlfriend, cheerup yo. feeling hot right? i'll cool you down because i'm the cooleset person :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-411148526686526227?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/411148526686526227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=411148526686526227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/411148526686526227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/411148526686526227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-rain-fall-down.html' title='LET THE RAIN FALL DOWN.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><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-780005835949222600.post-216245561991946719</id><published>2007-07-11T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:09:23.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE RUPERT GRINT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTIKW2aEkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/d31vTwMbzrA/s1600-h/4245596472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085909959466160706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTIKW2aEkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/d31vTwMbzrA/s320/4245596472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTIHW2aEjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/L7YUU6t_Enk/s1600-h/2834645824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085909907926553138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTIHW2aEjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/L7YUU6t_Enk/s320/2834645824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; super cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTID22aEiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8Bnosb1_aj8/s1600-h/2687073620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085909847797010978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTID22aEiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/8Bnosb1_aj8/s320/2687073620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTHKG2aEhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/utjsw6PkaTg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085908855659565586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTHKG2aEhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/utjsw6PkaTg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love rupert grint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTDZ22aEgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/jwkSzHEeY-o/s1600-h/DSC03655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085904728195994114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTDZ22aEgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/jwkSzHEeY-o/s320/DSC03655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTDRW2aEfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MqMZqE0vqhw/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085904582167106034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpTDRW2aEfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MqMZqE0vqhw/s320/DSC03651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schl was boring. heh. and i just love the weather! it rained y'know? ahhhh, i freaking love rain :DD and there wasn't any pe which was half good and half bad. the good thing is that i won't have t sweat :D and the bad thing is, i can't train for napfa ): never mind, there's still 2 more weeks i guess? heh. history was boring and i find mdm fauziah kinda unreasonable. and she shouts at the slightest stuffs too ._. mad her. li lao shi makes me fed up. she always lost my worksheets, and she thinks i don't do her work. i did pass my homework/schlwork k! ugh. i don't like her. after schl, went t singaporepoly[SP] , had a short intro about SP in the auditorium hall. then there was a treasure hunt i think? but i didn't do. it was sooo boring and i was too lazy t run, so i walked ard t check out the place. too big, so we only walked ard like 1/8 of the schl only. after everything, went back t schl. accompanied chaugirlfriend t lynn's house t get an electric piano from her. went knocking at her door and no one opened. then i heard some sounds, super scary. in the end, lynn's dad opened the door after a long time, and his eyes were kinda bloody red perhaps he just woked up? it means we disturbed him. opps. went home after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-216245561991946719?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/216245561991946719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=216245561991946719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>YOURS TRULY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpOQP22aEeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/34zweIssxdg/s1600-h/DSC03609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RpOQP22aEeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/34zweIssxdg/s320/DSC03609.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085567006327575010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisters (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, the weather's alright, it's not that sunny and i love it :D hoho. so, schl was as usual. we cooked sardineroll during f&amp;n, i can't cook, that's why it turned out a lil awful. i'm the class rep for history and i don't know why mdm fauziah keeps asking me t do something. maybe she loves me too much? heh, kidding. after schl, ate lunch and went for band. national day songs we practiced. we had t memorize, man, i hate memorizing. after band, went fp. on our way there, faris, huipeng and i kept talking about spongebob and patrick. super funny uh! no wonder i love spongebob because he'a a geek and a gay and cute. patrick is dumb. hahah, that's cute about him! ate ice cream only, and the rest were eating nasilemak/westernfood/bundung, tempting but i had no money. saving money! so far, in 2 days, i've saved 6 bucks :D in 30 days, i can save like 90 bucks? awesome! homed after that with faris, wafiy and huipeng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-3051029363438127433?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/3051029363438127433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=3051029363438127433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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PROBLEM.</title><content type='html'>first period was lit, and we had t copy like this super long note. tiring. then suggested for foodfair/gamesfair. i gave a suggestion t make chocolate with apple and teacher wanted my idea. hurhur. maths was next, we had a maths test like again. perhaps, this time i may get more than 5 marks. improvements is a good thing, i don't mind failing, but i must improve till i pass no matter how much i hate maths. chaugirlfriend and zarren sat beside me. hurhur, my best 2 classmates :DD recessed with girlfriend and berlyn. heh, ferina and syahidah thought berlyn was charis cos they looked alike. art was next. i seriously souldn't consider taking art next year. my drawing sucks, like some kiddy drawing, and i can't color. sigh. i wanted t be an interior designer, learn t draw. man, hopeless i guess. f &amp; n was next, no practical, we thought we would gonna have but cos there was a test, so practical postponed t tomorrow. had science after that. boring. i hate science too. whatever the refraction of light, i still don't quite get it. went mac t eat with chaugirlfriend. as usual, mcspicy burger and iced chocolate. very expensive. i hope they make a meal then it'll be like cheaper. came back home. taught chau t play a song on the piano. firstly, i don't really know how t play, but since she was so eager t play and don't mind my not-able-t-play-piano. after that, chat for awhile, and she went home. i love chaugirlfriend uh! my best entertainer :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-1343835088287599079?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/1343835088287599079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=1343835088287599079' 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i'm beginning t love the song, UMBRELLA :D and today, i'm beginning t love the song big girls don't cry. hurhur. so met twinnie at ard 1230 under my block, late as usual. she's sexy today, should have took a back! k, i'm not so sick. she wanted t dress like snowwhite but it didn't turn out like one. mrt-ed t doubyghuat. then there's this caucasian like 2 metres who dresses up like an FBI, with that kind of black shades, western suit [beige with stripes] and a sharp edge at the front. i find him kinda cute. hurhur. super tall, jealous? not really. i wana be 160 and it's enough already. met the rest of the cg ppl and headed t kopitiam for food. twinnie, telepathy, zelia and i went mac t takeaway meal. i bought my iced chocolate :D went t hoGc. had service on leadership/vision. my vision is t be a singer, can i? we'll see how it goes. then something happened and twinnie went sad because of the leaders. hey, you guy have no rights t blame her for everything w/o knowing the fact. and you're always siding with her, have you ever thought of what others felt if not yourself? it's just bias k. and when i don't come church, you said twinnie told us things about you that's why i'm not coming back. hey, ppl's busy alright. i don't really put church first on priority. so not you guys chased her out, because of that, i guess i won't be coming back too. what if all your friends were t stay, you mean you'll still continue t? okay, maybe yes cos you are a leader. think of others please, you're just hurting ppl. you're liar, you're bias, you're bad. then mrt-ed back t tampines, zelia alighted at bedok. walked home with twinnie and telepathy. phew, she didn't call me, but she did call telepathy. because they don't care bout me, maybe that's a good thing eh. and you can't stop twinnie from communicating with church ppl. whatever influence you'll say. and you say i'm so cold towards you because twinnie told me about you. hey, you're the who's not sms-ing me, only about the meeting timing and you're not talking t me as often as the past. in the past, have i talked so much t you before? no, i don't think so. you're the one at fault too, so don't push the blame and blame twinnie. not everything is her fault. just shut up. your attitude sucks, so don't say twinnie's attitude sucks too. you're a bad example anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-4017521421305151625?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/4017521421305151625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=4017521421305151625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/4017521421305151625'/><link rel='self' 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too. i think i really have t lose weight because i will be overweight in 4 more kg. yet, i'm still eating like 24 hours, okay, maybe 10 hours. then she came t my house, played with my dog. taught her piano basics too. and i was kinda late for piano already, quickly rushed t there, ya of course she went home. on the bus ride, i saw 2 small lil kiddos like sort of asking riddles and if you got it right, one of them will give sweets t the other one. cute. i still remember in the past, i used t do that with my cousins and brother. miss the ol' times- the childish, immature attitude. now not that childish and immature, not that fun actually. pianolesson. i've lost my passion for piano already. so i'm gonna have my exam. eew, i hate piano exam. super scary. and i took like 5 min t play like 3 bars? but the teacher was quite patient, somehow, he knows i'm slow. in the end, he just skipped it, and told me t play other things. man, where's the passion i had for piano like before i had piano lessons, that despo for piano lessons. i'm just lazy t play, lazy t go for piano lessons. sigh. bus-ed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-6586707985458633426?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/6586707985458633426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=6586707985458633426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6586707985458633426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/6586707985458633426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sat, has only 1 unloyal fan, mannnnn. do you know that i can't stand s'pore heat? oh yea, i mention like almost all my post right. fortunately, i didn't sweat that much :D first period was english, and it's super boring. i think mrs quek is 344353231 times better than mr james wee. and guess what? dylan molested mr james wee. woahhhh, and he sabo-ed alvin. haha, serve them right. maths, there's algebra, do you know that i effing hate algebra? since like the beginning of the year, we're on algebra. boring and difficult t understand. so i just copied for the sake of copying. recess-ed with girlfriend, charis and berlyn.[ the 2 twins, heh ] science was after that, perhaps, changing of my sitting arrangement is a good choice because i don't talk so much anymore. imma chatterbox,and i like it, too bad for those who doesn't like it. kinda understand the refraction of lights yo. lit was next. we are reading roalddahl's book for lit, and we had t read this chapter. so ms hidaya was asking us for the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;joke of lit:&lt;br /&gt;mshidaya: where can we find the evidence that the matron was fat?&lt;br /&gt;class: the book tells you.&lt;br /&gt;mshidaya: the boob?!&lt;br /&gt;*everybody laughs*&lt;br /&gt;junwei: the BOOK la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, because one part of it, says a mountanious bosom, and bosom means boob. hah. so everyone just kept repeating, the book/boob tells you. hahahah. went for band, practiced songs - majula singapura [ the score wrote majala singapora ] and 3 other songs for national day performance, embarrassing. have t wear full-uniform too but am not gonna play oboe. so no need t memorize whilethe rest have too! hohoho. did like 30 pumps from librarian and 20 from drummajors for talking too much during combine and packing of instruments. and then charis and i had extra more, so i owe like 50 next practice cos we talked too much just now. ohwell. exco meeting and went fp with faris and wafiy for fries and bundung. faris is my long lost brother. heh, kidding. he is straightforward like me and can sort off see ppl's feelings. woolala. and i can't wait for the genting trip with band ppl :D hoho, but there must be a teacher with 10 students. eew. and maybe sleeping in first world hotel.. which is haunted as what some say and the teacher say. hohoho, i always stay there if i'm in genting but nothing went wrong, hope nothing goes wrong that trip! and i don't like first world hotel, too budget. homed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-983461538676613955?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/983461538676613955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=983461538676613955' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RoznN22aEcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/g2r6FaCK1v8/s1600-h/DSC03323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083692304642478530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RoznN22aEcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/g2r6FaCK1v8/s320/DSC03323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spastic uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RoznIm2aEbI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dMTwm3_7edc/s1600-h/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083692214448165298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RoznIm2aEbI/AAAAAAAAAYw/dMTwm3_7edc/s320/DSC03322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmym2aEZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Eu5n3kJA1jc/s1600-h/DSC03317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083691836491043218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmym2aEZI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Eu5n3kJA1jc/s320/DSC03317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i don't know why corey likes t take pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmp22aEYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ov1-zeZ7m5E/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083691686167187842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmp22aEYI/AAAAAAAAAYY/Ov1-zeZ7m5E/s320/DSC03311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bullypartners :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmk22aEXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UYiK6pNm810/s1600-h/DSC03307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083691600267841906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozmk22aEXI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UYiK6pNm810/s320/DSC03307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; corey ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozmVG2aEWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/kvit0oNgqk0/s1600-h/DSC03306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083691329684902242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozmVG2aEWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/kvit0oNgqk0/s320/DSC03306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozmB22aEVI/AAAAAAAAAYA/T8kX4PKKFzQ/s1600-h/DSC03300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083690998972420434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozmB22aEVI/AAAAAAAAAYA/T8kX4PKKFzQ/s320/DSC03300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girlfriends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozl9W2aEUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/e5RKJ1hDCS8/s1600-h/DSC03287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083690921663009090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/Rozl9W2aEUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/e5RKJ1hDCS8/s320/DSC03287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gong of courseeeee.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozlyW2aETI/AAAAAAAAAXw/B063IczwgTE/s1600-h/DSC02405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083690732684448050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RozlyW2aETI/AAAAAAAAAXw/B063IczwgTE/s320/DSC02405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's weather was alright (: so, camwhored with girlfriend. hah. i like the spastic pic. i look retarded and dumbdumb :D today seemed long, i guess i don't like the recess timing afterall. math was kinda boring, i got 2.5/20 for a class test. i hate math especially algebra. damn it. and charis went real proud and said, " yes! i higher than you. 4/20 leh. *laughs* " whatever la charis. history, hongwei, bernice and corey printed out stuffs, i didn't know that we were suppose t. end up, i had t do the writing for fairness. chinese, super boring please. i hate chinese too. and i don't really like that li lao shi. ugh. after schl, like finally. then ms gan came and find me, and had a talk with me and said that i'm talkative and i don't respect her during lessons compared t last semester. rubbish, i was the same, i'm always talkative, and she said i lost focus and lost motivation ._. why didn't she find charis/chaugirlfriend/the rest of the talkative classmates? why me of all? so what if i'm superduper talkative? a crime? went t kfc with chaugirlfriend and berlyn, ate our lunch and opps, i made berlyn cry because i read through her feelings. this morning, this word came t my mind and i don't know why. shivers. so i ask about it, she say maybe. woah, spot on eh? i just seem t be able t sort of read ppl's feelings? so she just brokedown. sorry! i'm so prone t making ppl cry/angry/irritated. man, gotta change. took 69 t fengshan cc t see basketball match. we won of course, hoho. went t ljs, i drank coke only and went back home with jovin, gillian and khai. my lil bro went there too t see the basketball match t support his schl, and i didn't see him. hah. and darren's younger brother, is my younger brother's classmate. coincidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-8345184512572545618?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/8345184512572545618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=8345184512572545618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/8345184512572545618'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RouMQ22aESI/AAAAAAAAAXo/RQ-1yN8oJz0/s1600-h/Photo191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_njaLemJ5Ytc/RouMQ22aESI/AAAAAAAAAXo/RQ-1yN8oJz0/s320/Photo191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083310825647247650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of s'pore's HOT weather already, can i immigrate t a cold country? classes were boring me out. but, i had chaugirlfriend t entertain me today, more likely i entertained her and myself AGAIN. yea, we had fun again! hohoho. and i acted like i was some kind of queen and spoke good english[ i guess so? ]. super funny, and she was like hitting/punching/slapping me and i told her that she wasn't suppose t be hitting/punching/slapping the queen because she'll get arrested. yes, lame, but fun alright! and we started going horny. and bernice was like, "can shut up or not! you all so noisy la, and you all so bad, so disgusting." haha, bernisa's cute! ohoh, and chaugirlfriend made her angry, i did a lil? but i said like 3 sentences only and chaugirlfriend went on and on. opps. i had t make up some stupid song t cheer her up, so end up making both chaugirlfriend and bernice laugh. heh. ain't it great t always see ppl laugh and smile? pe! took height and weight. i'm 148 ): i grew like 0.8 only, not even 1 cm. and charis's taller than me actually. ugh, my height's a problem t me. can i hate myself for being short? always getting those teases and stuffs. runed 2 rounds ard schl, and i was the first girl! hoho. i didn't stop at all (: well, i had t get ready and train for 2.4km run right? i feel happy, because i knew that i can run actually, just that i was really pessimist in the past. i've changed (: history's sitting arrangement is so not awesome. assembly was boring. i hate history, i prefer geography t history. after schl, went t eat ljs with chaugirlfriend, yiokshien and sin ni. and when i was eating, i noticed that sin ni speaks like china ppl. woah, i'm really slow. i know her for 7 months yet i didn't notice. went t popular, they wanted t buy some chinese books. then yiokshien and sin ni went home. accompanied chaugirlfriend t meet her mum, ate again, no, i drank bundung. then went looking for spongebob pencilbox, &lt;b&gt;ANYONE KNOWS WHERE CAN I GET SPONGEBOB PENCILBOX?&lt;/b&gt; tell me asap yo! ard 5 plus, chau had t go home, so i walked home and she took the bus home. imma happy TEENAGE kid! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5796856226112515647?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5796856226112515647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-780005835949222600.post-5152596264817812971</id><published>2007-07-03T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:18:10.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT' MAKES ME HIGH.</title><content type='html'>back t public blogging. anyway, s'pore is really getting warmer and warmer every single day. i just hate the heat, it makes me sweat. sweat makes me feel irritated and stress. ugh, i'd wish t have the 4 seasons in s'pore! the new timetable sucks big time. i hate the recess timing, it's too early. and i love my sitting area. yohoho. i've got chaugirlfriend beside me and bernice that smartass who can help me when i'm in doubt. so this morning, started out with an extremely high mood because chaugirlfriend wanted me t entertain her by using foreign ppl way of speaking english. so we got real high and i think the front rows could hear me speak and hear chaugirlfriend laugh like a tweety. hoho. i was high till IT which was after recess. kinda long, and i was sweating so much. so the day ended with a bored out mood. went for band and boy, i've forgotten how t play. i hate that rhapsody of hanukkah song. the running notes are just so difficult and changing of key signatures and stuffs, man. went FP with some bandmates. all of us drank bundung. bundung is love :DD the row of the table was pink, too bad, it wasn't red. RED IS LOVE, IT'S HOT, just like me. heh, no joke. AND SALMON IS THE BEST THANG I EVER EATEN, LOVE SALMON PPL! and tomorrow, i'll go high with chaugirlfriend again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/780005835949222600-5152596264817812971?l=xueyyi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/feeds/5152596264817812971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=780005835949222600&amp;postID=5152596264817812971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5152596264817812971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/780005835949222600/posts/default/5152596264817812971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xueyyi.blogspot.com/2007/07/dancing-in-moonlight-makes-me-high.html' title='&apos;DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT&apos; MAKES ME HIGH.'/><author><name>-xueyi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
