<?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-14480614</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:15:02.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lem0nade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-113223594762917688</id><published>2005-11-17T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:59:07.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am for my truly very last entry cuz my O's are ending. wave goodbye after this entry.&lt;BR&gt;this is meant for &lt;em&gt;DA TOU lao pa&lt;/em&gt;. he is da second NE ZHA because he haf lotus limps. he is &lt;strong&gt;lotusified&lt;/strong&gt;. nice ehhs. new invented word by &lt;strong&gt;MI&lt;/strong&gt;! da "&lt;strong&gt;SEXIEST&lt;/strong&gt;" red du dou. ((: *drum rolls*&lt;P&gt;................................&lt;P&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6192/341/320/NE%20ZHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-113223594762917688?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/113223594762917688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=113223594762917688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/113223594762917688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/113223594762917688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-i-am-for-my-truly-very-last-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-113058038142415200</id><published>2005-10-29T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T18:24:26.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>font is slightly bigger so that ppl like JL wun complain.&lt;font size=2&gt;Okay why am i doing here again since i said that last entry would be da last time. though this issue got nothing to do wib me since i am OREAD I OUT OF SCHOOL just preparing to sit for my papers at dat school i DISLIKE. JUST IN CASE any school teachers might just pop in and view this blog. so i wanna sae mind ya own business!! FANCY viewing student's blog infront on da class. SO WHAT IS THIS? HUMILIATING DA KIDS? or would you put it in a nicer term.. TEACHING them what is right and wrong? SO i am here to tell you!! this is PURE HUMILIATION to da KIDS!! fuck. what bloody rights do they have to be doing this to da kids. yes and what they call SABOTAGE. for heaven sake, cant you all just give US [ DA STUDENTS ] a way out and stop &lt;FONT COLOR="RED"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABUSING UR AUTHORITY AND OBSTRUCTING OUR WAY OF LIVING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; its purely annoying and LAME. SO what do you teachers wan from us? wait till we bottle or rant at others till we go mad and others go deaf? you guys call that a right wae? so FINE den do it da same! you read this u not happie you go rant at others or bottle it up lAR! it's da RIGHT wae LOR! if you guys think you are that perfect and you dont deserves any COMMENTS from your students den PROVE IT! if you cant den you jolly well shut up and STOP VIEWING da BLOGSITES. if you guys wanna suspend students or better still CHARGE da students den can we students CHARGE OR SUSPEND YOU ALL if we similarly get humiliated when u guys take it as scolding? da logic is da same. cannot take this. too bad. take it or leave this fucking blogsite. yes i am using vulgarities. so? dun like it too bad. i am HUMILIATING MY OWN BLOGSITE. you cant do anything rite. if i hurt you den sorrieeeee- bleahs. whatever. fuck. my singlish is all coming out. oops sorrie i used da f word again. &lt;P&gt;fuck la not happie wib me using da F word den dun read it LAR! kns. not happe cum find me and slap me or wadeva loh. MY PHOTOS are all dere. &lt;strong&gt;RECOGNISE&lt;/strong&gt; mie face hoR. bo liao. it's an insult to my EQ.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-113058038142415200?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/113058038142415200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=113058038142415200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/113058038142415200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/113058038142415200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/font-is-slightly-bigger-so-that-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-113014287315326198</id><published>2005-10-24T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T16:37:36.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just uploaded jay's new song &lt;em&gt;ye qu&lt;/em&gt; but sad to say i uploaded the radio version because his album is not officially out yet and it's not right to be uploading the song itself. but i must sae it's a nice song and jay will once again rock da music industry on 1 NOV when his album is officially released. here to share this cool song wib all of euu. and this song will marked a fullstop to this blogsite. so it simply meant dat this is da last entry i gonna blog here for i'm closing it now. probably officially down after my Os. so meanwhile when there's no more entry cuming up enjoy the company of jay's song and admire this rare talent of the music industry...&lt;P&gt;life dun stop here&lt;br&gt;it continues..&lt;br&gt;but in a different way..&lt;br&gt;a way nobody noes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-113014287315326198?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/113014287315326198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=113014287315326198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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withinn myself and to really look at the world and the people around mie, da differences. was it just me, u or us. like my brother said.. secondary school friends is nothing compared to primary school friends. issit because of a six year and a four years..? no idea. lemmie think about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112972031968986192?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112972031968986192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112972031968986192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112972031968986192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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too much of my emotions and mood. what you see might not be what you think. my life is much more complicated den urs for i dun run awae from reality.. it's my principle; face reality. accept me for who i am or termed me a selfish and ignorant girl//&lt;P&gt;&lt;font face="eurasia"&gt;i wondered for a some time. whether my dictionary in life was too outdated for the modern world. is the world changing too fast and i'm being left behind.. trying to find footprints and slowly follow up. does this make any sense..? words are slowly dissolving in my dictionary for their meanings have changed for some reason or another. sugar dissolving in a cup of coffee. is facing reality the wrong wae to do so..? is runninng awae from reality the correct way..? my principle might be the problem. i would rather choose to seek death but to solve the problem once and for all den to pretend i dunch noe a thing and run awae from reality. staying neutral is just a nice term for running awae from reality. how sure can you be for running away assuming that the problem will not surface again..? how to really lead life the way it is when you have this unsolved mystery hanging over your head..? why do people like to run away from reality [["neutral"]] when they are living in reality..? do we really hafta run awae? is my principle really wrong?.. do i haf to fake a smile to make everyone happie when i chose to show my emotions to people.. perhaps i was indeed.. wrong.. the world is now all about running awae they cant accept mie.. i should be dissolving wibb my dictionary..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112965252015158076?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112965252015158076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hogging at fareast to get atiqah's present. yar expected tonnes of people as usual PS us again. it never fails. i really wonder what is wrong wibb those people. perhaps, friends to them is like clothes in their wardrobe, they can change as and when they like it. what is this seriously..? it seemed as though there's some age gap between my friends and i or would you call my way of thinking outdated..? wadevaa.&lt;P&gt;cold nite. rembr to cover blanket. i'm crappy. no idea whether to attend accounts class or what. waitinn for dat cockroach to cum up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112964516206297387?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112964516206297387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112964516206297387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112964516206297387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112964516206297387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/hogging-at-fareast-to-get-atiqahs.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112955895055095569</id><published>2005-10-17T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:23:32.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happie burfdae mummie aka ricky!&lt;br&gt;another cooling day. drizzling in da morning. i half a glass of "sugarcane juice" which tasted more like a glass of orange juice. whatmore dat uncle insisted his sugarcane juice taste great. ya rite mann. piece of craps. i swear i'll never step into that food centre ever again. this will be my second and last time. leonard's trying to eat his food wibb some extremely fragile disposable fork and spoon. poor him. calaine's food was being cleared when she have not even finish em. this really teaches her to be a fastpoke. lols.&lt;p&gt;ya i promised to post this pic way back in my entry. it's abt this maths wall behind da staircase leading to da netball court. it do seem pretty stupid but quite a deep impression left in me da furst time i saw this during PE class. took some other pics like da masterpiece of my english teacher etc etc. a picture speaks a thousand words. scroll down and laugh ur heart out if you find it farnie. haha.&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/vicentwigugu.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;okay look at where da white arrows are. okay vincent though i dunch noe you but i'm not insulting you here. i swear! sue that person who wrote that.haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/souvenier.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;da souvenir for our graduation. wad can i sae..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/zookeeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my cute zookeeper putting on da gift we gave her. lurbb ya! muacks!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/oehlers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mdm oehlers drew this "bear" because she was going through a compre tt gotta do wib bears. artistic*&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/improvised.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;after a while i realised it can be modified. so i drew myself. =D super artistic!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/oehlersmasterpiece.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ya and she drew this hunter using da rifle. da bullet is super big. perhaps it looked more like a cannon ball shooting from a rifle. haha. excellent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112955895055095569?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112955895055095569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112955895055095569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112955895055095569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112955895055095569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/happie-burfdae-mummie-aka-rickyanother.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112944551668062260</id><published>2005-10-16T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T14:51:56.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>raining throughout the whole night. cooling day ((: maths and english class tmr. miss my darling zookeeper so much. hope to see her tmr. ((: is my homo mummy aka ricky's burfdae tmr. he's getting older. work to do. tatas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112944551668062260?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112944551668062260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112944551668062260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112944551668062260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112944551668062260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/raining-throughout-whole-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112929226246079973</id><published>2005-10-14T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:27:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>graduation day for all sec 4s today. it's a sweet day. furstly, wanna sae a big big thankew to all my classmates, ex-classmates, cca buddies and schoolmates for all da times we have shared for da past four years, two years or even more. you guys have added beautiful colours to my school lyfe and for all da unhappie ones why bother rite. it's really nice to be able to spend a couple of years studying in da same classroom gossipping and having fun, sharing jokes and laughters wib you guys. it's a no regret for sure. we might not get to see each other that often from today onwards as school break has oreadi started and some might not be around during extra lessons. but whatever da case is, this friendship is owaes treasured and remembered. it's will owaes be a special memory in mee. lurbb ya guys. each and every single one of you rawks. muackss. ((:&lt;P&gt;for da day. camera flashes flickering nonstop throughout the ceremony. songs, speeches and dance put up by our teachers. second ultimate deyian award. congrats to ya, zixin. ((: it's a real fun day but of course i had cramps smiling at cameras. it was pouring in the afternoon. even god was touched. hehe. i haf one special pic which i tapped a schoolmate whom i dunch noe to take pic wibb him. i even pull his shirt as if i know him very well. okaee sorrie, his "wife" will get jealous. =X pictures and pictures cuming up. a clearer view of wad's going on during da concert and after it. a picture speaks a thousand words. ((: oh btw, i got so engrossed by mr kevin lim dancing so da limelight of da teacher's iten is basically on him.&lt;br&gt;*i emphasize furst. no stealing of pictures. if you wan it ask from me. basic courtesy kaee.&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/honey4o6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;see i specialluy got this hotcakes to cut this. arent i loyal to 4o6`2oo5. hehe. and for this i had to eat up my big breakfast and this set of hotcakes. =.= 2 sets for breakfast.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/boonsblurface.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;look at boon's blur face.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-peekaboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;heyy. peek a boo and smile!&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-hatahh.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ha tahh! karate chop chop chop!!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-shakeshakeshake.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;lalala~ shake shake shake` shake shake shake`&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-mybonnieliesovertheocean.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my bonnie lies over the ocean~ my bonnie lies over da sea~~ ...&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-sgworkout.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;kevin: "hey duncan! after all that dancing aint it nice to do a lil singapore workout?" *kevin winks at duncan*&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-yosiamarsiamar.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;part time job. siam ar siam ar. hot food on da waee!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/dance-manhuntfordayear.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;duh kevin forget abt taking part time job. man hunt ish beta. look!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/linlaoshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;yay! lin lao shi is here again. jue dui superstar! ((: he sang us zu fu to wish us all da best. lin lao shi you rawks! btw i went knockinn on da glass when he is outside and pointed at up followed by a thumbs up. lols. pmk was dere too.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/yearheadspeech.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mr kevin lim [ year head ] delivering his speech. cool ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/singinndabatchsongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;mr seb n kevin lim, mrs remesh n mdm oehlers singing da batch song; if we hold on together [ da song on my blog ] together with da student leaders. before this there's actually two other performance. one by rebecca lim and two other deyi star contestants.&lt;P&gt;&lt;u&gt;after concert&lt;/u&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/meeandyiqian.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i look like a freak in this pic but tt's not da pt. look who i'm taking wibb. NGAI YI QIAN. our deyi best drum major. of cuz my purpose is to contrast how 'long' he is. lols. i'm only at his shoulder!&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mrsgc.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;a pic wib mrs chua. my hair was in a mess. wind.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/4o6o5.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ta dah. hmm.. a mini class photo cuz some wasn't around. rojak class! yummy! ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/2o52oo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah hah! my ex class. 2o5`2oo3 ((: we rawks forever`&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/viviannmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;not to forget my honey librarymate since sec 1. vivian! ((: lurbb ya.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/soonweesface.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my librariemate too. one zi lian mousee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/ahhoonandmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ah hoon!! my sweet poa teacher!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mrsngandmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;chem teacher! mrs ng, my god-mum! lols.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mryongandmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;my favourite chinese teacher!! mr yong!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mrwilsonleenmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;da lamest PE teacher. lols. mr wilson lee. he tot he's having some man hunt. duh.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mrdannychewnmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;da most interesting teacher!! mr danny chew! ((:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mdmoehlersnmee.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ang moh teacher! mdm kristine oehlers. shhhhh~&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/meeandmrsjoyceang.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt; da maths teacher wibb da farniest laughter!! mrs joyce ang. haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/mdmlokeandchenlaoshi.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;chen lao shi and lu lao shi ((: i'm wondering if i was trying to be taller. lols. wad was i doing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/boiisnhoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;see da guys trying to look guai. stupid zx make ah hoon take da purple heart. haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/clowns.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;see wad that bunch of people is trying to do... zx practically looked like ying tao xiao wan zi wibb that "ribbon" on. lols.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a139/simplicitiee/trainonnoticeboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i must say they do have some creativity to be playing choo choo train using connected noticeboards.&lt;P&gt;dat's da end of my pictures. other are taken wibb my classmates and ex-classmates. guess nobody will be interested so... why bother. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112929226246079973?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112929226246079973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112929226246079973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112929226246079973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112929226246079973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/graduation-day-for-all-sec-4s-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112919483250769256</id><published>2005-10-13T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:02:50.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now, we are even losing basic freedom of blogging. wth. i really wonder if people really understand the true meaning of a blog. a blog simply means a space for us to VOICE our hearts and vent our anger at. if we cant even vent our anger here then what is blogger here for?? it's our own space, a small corner of our life meant for us to vent all our frustrations and speak up for ourselves.&lt;p&gt;if we cant vent our anger here. den wad should we do? kill ourselves? jump down from da 24th floor? consume poison? diff people haf diff ways of venting frustrations and my way is to BLOG! i can even curse and swear at myself so must i sue myself or stuffs lidat? DEMOCRACY?&lt;p&gt;it's like people entering ur house to sae u r wrong. hey wad is that seriously. you are standing on da plot of land i'm blogging on and you are telling me i'm wrong. can't i yell and scream at my own place? dunch it sound farnie ehhs?&lt;p&gt;teachers are also human. every human make mistakes. so issit owaes our fault? but why does it owaes seemed that we nv get our own justice done? must i lie in a place i blog on and cheat da world den it's da right thing? aint we taught not to lie in school? venting frustrations is an offence? i din noe tt seriously. must they see more students jumping down from their school building to show how much frustrations they haf accumulated over the past few months or even years before they get convinced? is this the way they wanna force things to be..?&lt;p&gt;whatever. suspension, expel us you name it you have it.&lt;p&gt;losing freedom//&lt;br&gt;batch song. if we hold on together//&lt;br&gt;lurbb sec 4o6.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112919483250769256?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112919483250769256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112919483250769256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112919483250769256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112919483250769256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-we-are-even-losing-basic-freedom.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112910748682982091</id><published>2005-10-12T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:58:06.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy burfday zoopkeeper aka yingmei//&lt;p&gt;&lt;P&gt;if i can leave. i will. but can i..?&lt;br&gt;i felt so cheated of being termed a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. does this word truly existed in our dictionary? why issit that i often see this soul wondering around sticking and obstructing our life. i detest this soul like how much i hate the presence of pests. i believe i'm not the only one. agree or nort up to you guys to decide. i just hate being taken for granted whenever someone needs me and dump me aside when they found a interesting playmate. who or what was i then? a toy or what? fuck.&lt;p&gt;worse of all. when we all know there's some specific "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trouble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" coming up. where's da help i needed? all that was in them was lunch and leaving that fucking school, leaving me in lurch. finee. don't expect me to wait or lend my evil hand next time. i will never do that. not even a single soul will be helping and neither will they be patiently sitting there waiting. fat hope. whatever. it's not a duty as a friend to be sitting dere like some dumb ass waiting for their friend and it's not a must for a friend to lend a helping hand. the &lt;strong&gt;definition&lt;/strong&gt; of a friend in da dictionary is &lt;strong&gt;hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;okay fine. why am i ranting here for. getting fucked up for people who dunch give a fucking damn hell to my feelings and who just wanna find friends who can truly be of &lt;strong&gt;use&lt;/strong&gt; to them. whatever.&lt;p&gt;i just want that specific soul to just haf the initiative and fuck off from our clique. we dun haf an extra sit for another butt. take a headcount and you will know. be fucked up after reading. i dun giv a bloody damn. why should i if non of you do.&lt;p&gt;friends; hypocrites who sucked up to euu when they nid euu&lt;br&gt;dump euu aside when trouble arose.&lt;br&gt;dis aint the definition in my dict last time//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112910748682982091?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112910748682982091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112910748682982091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112910748682982091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112910748682982091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-burfday-zoopkeeper-aka-yingmeiif.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112903042361341213</id><published>2005-10-11T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:33:43.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wad a &lt;strong&gt;class&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;br&gt;doing headcount. as simple as a b c.&lt;br&gt;so bored in school.&lt;br&gt;maths day tmr. sian&lt;br&gt;grad ceremony on fri; marking dae&lt;br&gt;corpse bride i'm coming..&lt;br&gt;mugging time.&lt;p&gt;i found da way to break a trumpet// ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112903042361341213?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112903042361341213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112903042361341213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112903042361341213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112903042361341213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/wad-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112893600530028785</id><published>2005-10-10T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:20:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was out doing my big stack of science worksheet wib lm, lao mao and sherry joined us later. lao mao is disturbing us like nobody's business and the reason is very simple. she's bored. bored to the extent she's playing wib my baobei. rahh; but she's sho nice. she treated us ice creams. hahs. oh. we saw soonwee dere. ahems. we stared at him like some sickos due to some reason. hah.&lt;p&gt;sherry was taking her own sweet time from novena to amk. that horrible woman. crapping around for sometime. stuffs like sherry haf this guy friend who totally resemble daniel radcliffe. it's pretty hard to believe. wait till u see that pic. lm started to get real bored after sitting dere for a few hours. hah.we decided to leave.&lt;p&gt;da 3 women going for pool. [ uh. em. eh. oh. ee. ] nope. no pool for me. guess what. sherry tried to drag me along. this is how the nightmare started. i tripped over her leg and apparently i fell to da ground. ((: good job sherry ong i-hui. =.= thanks arrs. okay maybe i should have just followed them or just run away immediately to escape from da evil woman's clutches. freak. you gonna get it from me next time. i'll get smarter. da next time, i'll just follow u guys and throw balls at you up there. watch out sherry ong! rahhs;&lt;p&gt;school tmr. chem class. wth. leon will be singing on the next superfunkies recording. oh man. i wanna go. :(( i guess i need some sun and exercise.&lt;p&gt;be straight//&lt;br&gt;dun u-turn//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112893600530028785?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112893600530028785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112893600530028785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112893600530028785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112893600530028785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/was-out-doing-my-big-stack-of-science.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112884746364890846</id><published>2005-10-09T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:47:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;out studying wibb des, boon n my dog. stupid lm last minute back out. mugging at librariee until 3plus. met wt, wj etc dere. had lunch wib des and boon. we were laughing at da stupid jokes said and made by seb lim during da dnt days. stuffs like him using da F word, wrong yet insisting he's rite, his conflicts wibb da instructor downstairs and da list goes on. was till yesterday i realised hw money-faced des is. "wad's da area of a triangle..?" i believe this would be pretty simple because da answer and would be 1/2 x b x h. how could u nort know if u are taking maths in ya secondary school life rite. and dere's dis indian girl who dunch know da formula when her tutor was asking her for it. i really wonder... nvm&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's just a normal sunday for me. thinking of whether to attend class tmr. ah hoon gonna cum up and stare at me if da "&lt;em&gt;front row gang&lt;/em&gt;" goes mia again. so my solution &lt;u&gt;might&lt;/u&gt; be skipping tmr's class and attend accounts class at a later part of da day. well still &lt;u&gt;considering&lt;/u&gt;. had a very sweet dream last night. another farietale. mugging time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112884746364890846?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112884746364890846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112884746364890846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112884746364890846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112884746364890846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/saturdayout-studying-wibb-des-boon-n.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112868833259277831</id><published>2005-10-07T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T20:32:12.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sw left for his NS today. he gonna cum out being a baldie. no hair. hahs.&lt;p&gt;i'm losing my voice. rahhs. spent 4 hours at kbox wib lm, cow and calaine. i'm oreadi coughing since yesterday. diaoo. 70 bucks for 4 of us. how was that..? hmm.&lt;p&gt;i was fifteen minutes late for my show today. rahhs. everyone's out again. how nice. where's my dinner. i really wonder. i'm so sleepy. yawns.&lt;p&gt;shuddup//&lt;br&gt;get lost and outta mie sight//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112868833259277831?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112868833259277831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112868833259277831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112868833259277831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112868833259277831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/sw-left-for-his-ns-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112861010534166376</id><published>2005-10-06T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:48:25.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pretty short day in school. basically nothing much to do. compo and maths revision papers. dnt lesson we were hogging at da canteen and miss ng ish so happie and even said byebye to us. so mean of her. hummpfx.&lt;p&gt;accounts lesson was at north pole. -.- des full blast the aircon and my nose almost dropped off. idiot. i habb a new slut and gig adding into my new family. hahas. dragged gig for lunch today. bloody slut went home.&lt;p&gt;sleeping all da while and guess wad. tryinn to finish up my chem now. rahhs. wadeva.. sw's goinn to da army tmr. another baldie on da wae..&lt;p&gt;discriminatinn botaks// [ no more? ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112861010534166376?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112861010534166376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112861010534166376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112861010534166376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112861010534166376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/pretty-short-day-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112850318536771481</id><published>2005-10-05T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T17:06:25.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back my results. l1r5 36 l1r4 27. how nice. i know tonnes of graduates gonna cum up to me and sae they got 36 for prelims and stuffs lidat. but you will never know if i can make my way out like you guys did. ya perhaps i din studie and that's the reason for my aggregate. well, wadeva da case. just hope i can make my way smoothly to some poly out dere.&lt;p&gt;practically had a all day maths today. 3 periods plus additional 30 mins of maths in da morninn. after school had another 1hr of maths extra lesson. fantastic. running all over da place to ask des and da three SAN BAs how to do several sums. ss test today. hahs. i din know so obviously i din studie for it. it's okay. do haf some impression of that chapt.&lt;p&gt;vv was stuffing her hand into mich's bag as i was telling mich wad if she's shopping and ppl stuff things unpaid in and she gets caught. and she was doing dat all the way to the bus stop. vv's getting more and more psychotic. just imagine she's imitating da sound i often make and tt makes things even more bizarre.&lt;p&gt;pretty cooling day today cuz it was raining throughout last night. nice weather. saw someone who resemble my monster friend just now. just that that guy's probably an older version of him. kaoz. the world is really getting real weird. like da news was reporting that in da near future we do not need to poke needles into our flesh and instead we can put the medicine in through our PORES. dunch it sound gross to u? well, it do sounded freaky to me. just imagine ur pores get bigger each time. rahhs; enuff of craps...&lt;p&gt;is this called a friend..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112850318536771481?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112850318536771481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112850318536771481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112850318536771481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112850318536771481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/got-back-my-results.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112841887492759965</id><published>2005-10-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T17:41:38.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skipped class today. out at amk library mugging. saw joey, mumu and pei shi dere. dere's a reason why i wasnt late knowing that lm will be late for sure. and tat tortoise was nowhere in sight. duh. okae. my fone aint wibb mee cuz it's at home. how nice. he must have assumed i ps him. rubbish. i told him to look for me. he needed my help. wth. stupid tortoise. rahhs;&lt;p&gt;met zx at mrt station, took da same train as him. went pastamania for lunch. freaking sleepy. yawns. eyes closing. bleahs. time to sleep...&lt;p&gt;i nv believe;&lt;br&gt;da word "&lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br&gt;neither will i ever believe;&lt;br&gt;in miracles again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112841887492759965?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112841887492759965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112841887492759965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112841887492759965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112841887492759965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/skipped-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112834573295389338</id><published>2005-10-03T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:22:42.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick of counting down to Os. superfunkies on right now. wee. leon rawks. so cute and probably this is the furst time i ever heard him speaking so much on tv. he's cutee. and pro too. hehe. gosh i miss sebas on tv. da emotional cute dude. winks-*&lt;p&gt;a meaninnless day in school today. basically there's nth much to do. slackinn all over at my seat. attended acc's class at da IT room on da fourth floor. skipping class for tmr. most probably another meaninnless day again. might as well do some serious and less noisy self-studiee outside rite..? heex.&lt;p&gt;okaee.. i must sae superfunkies rawks. see dat poor boy crying cuz he misses his mates n stage. he's still dat cute like ever. peeps are confronting me of why i'm skipping school tmr. convincing me to go. apparently they failed and things went the other way round. rite. i'm a bad girl. yeas.&lt;p&gt;lm had her haircut and dat guy is nuts. for no reason he walked past me and uttered smth. i said: "huH?" guess wad he repeated? "&lt;em&gt;ni hen shou&lt;/em&gt;" [ u r very skinny ] and i am like dortz. okay i was being pretty rude inside me. cuz i was telling guni cow:"&lt;em&gt;guan ta pi shi... -.-&lt;/em&gt;". hahas. okay he was having this tiger hair colour. striped. and his shoes. exactly like his hair. how nice. mr tiger man. oops. we saw something hilarious while browsing through one of the jap mags dere. we saw this jap guy who he resemble celest chong! okay. i must admit we were laughing out heads off because they simply looks like a duplicate. hee. time for my dinner and stop crapping. booz...&lt;p&gt;guni animals pte ltd//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112834573295389338?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112834573295389338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112834573295389338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112834573295389338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112834573295389338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/sick-of-counting-down-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112823249570429302</id><published>2005-10-02T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T13:54:55.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;15 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;mugging at library ytd. waited at mac wib boon cuz sq wanted to hab breakfast furst. guess wad. as usual we waited for him for almost 1 and a half hrs. idiot. and boon was luffing at me cuz i was so freaking distracted by the tonnes of people at mac. stupid chem sicko. poor ppplm was travelling to and fro. hahs. saw calaine and ch dere. distrubing them. heh. calaine is fun to disturb cant resist. oops.&lt;p&gt;rainy day today. nice sunday. a sunday without sun. ((: feel like slacking my day off. heh. but i cant. so much to do, so much to prepare for. no maths tmr, can i skip class..? um no. gort phy and chem. sadd` 3 periods of maths on wed. kill me please.. gotta run. tonnes of stuffs for me to finish up...&lt;p&gt;she's letting go of everything..?&lt;p&gt;leavinn dis place without a trace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112823249570429302?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112823249570429302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112823249570429302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112823249570429302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112823249570429302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/10/15-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112807027276458530</id><published>2005-09-30T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T18:37:15.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;17 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;((: rainy day. finally friday arrived. longer sleep during da weekends. a pretty huge tonne of worksheets to be done. feeling so tired everyday, might just knock off the next moment in front of my honey com. insomnia during da nite. it's killing me. yawns...&lt;p&gt;eleen ish passing all her stress about Os to me. gosh. she's owaes saying: "&lt;em&gt;zhe me ban?! zhe me ban!? mei shi jian le lehs!&lt;/em&gt;". aint this scariee enuff? dread. hahas. smarter ones often fear for things they dunch really hab to. lols.&lt;p&gt;chriz start having a liking about hard stuffs. touching and smacking on hard objects. she's a real sicko. maybe she should just name herself chriz hardy since there's already an existing jeff hardy in WWE. duh! mistake. should be chriz maria hardy, she's my maid. heh.&lt;p&gt;i was wondering why did i dislike eating at food centres earlier on. when i was thinking it's actually okay to dine in dere though it's airconless, this auntie who worked as a "&lt;em&gt;cleaner&lt;/em&gt;" came to clean up our table. it's not da way she clean up the table which made me wanna puke but da cloth and bucket of water she was using! she was cleaning da table with a totally &lt;strong&gt;soaked&lt;/strong&gt; cloth and da water somehow got sprinkled on my face! i am like wth. so i stood up to ensure that i dun get water on me again. the next thing dat horrified me was dat bucket of water. i saw tonnes of unwanted food floating on da water. and i go WTH again! just imagine u expected da table to be clean after wiping but it actually contains tonnes of bacteria and germs. and worse still! da water was sprinkled on ya face. i dun expect places like markets to be extremely clean wib an awesome grade A but i tink having a basic hygiene standard is not to much for a place to dine it ehhs..? it's food we are talking about not garments. when i was eating i started suspecting da utensils.. it's a big deal to me because i am a hygiene freak! rahhs. no wonder dengue fever is way beyond control. just look at how lightly singaporeans take personal hygiene..&lt;p&gt;wash ya hands;&lt;br&gt;dry; tissues.&lt;br&gt;personal hygiene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112807027276458530?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112807027276458530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112807027276458530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112807027276458530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112807027276458530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/17-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112800112253838048</id><published>2005-09-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T21:38:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;18 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae jo mummie.&lt;br&gt;mr yong's back today! after like 10 over months din see him around. he was much skinnier den before. well, he can owaes gain back his fats. most importantly ish that he's healthy again. :))&lt;p&gt;dnt paper shucks. i got a mere pass. a 52. finally i passed a subject wibb a C6. yea. my parents gonna go wth. sensitive nose. sneezing time. i missed 1/2hr of &lt;em&gt;wang zi bian qing wa&lt;/em&gt; again. rahhs. ming dao's so cute. :))&lt;p&gt;maths to finish. chem make-up pract tmr. kinda sian. heh. i dunch like pract u see. next week starting da new timetable. furst day and i get 3 free periods at da beginning of da day. how nice aint it. rahhs. so meaningless. time to do work...&lt;p&gt;sneezes;&lt;br&gt;germs; memories&lt;br&gt;one sneeze and get it off&lt;br&gt;germs-free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112800112253838048?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112800112253838048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112800112253838048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112800112253838048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112800112253838048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/18-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112791782456809001</id><published>2005-09-28T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:30:26.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;19 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae vv and hc.&lt;br&gt;just another day back in school. nothing much. many teachers aint around and only worksheets were given to us. do do do do do! what can we say..? we are dying of boredom and everything. PE lessons slacked around and saw somthing funny on da maths wall. shall show u guys tmr. it's a secret for now but i assure that it's gonna be super hilarious. NE quiz during pccg lesson, boon was standing behind me laughing. wth. chem sicko. oops.&lt;p&gt;maths remedial was on today. barely 45mins as we were taking our time on da NE quiz. had lunch wib bb, lm, cow, mich, vv, sq and boon. tonnes of craps between us. hogging at popular to search for guide books again. left one chem gb at pop so made an extra trip to sembawang bookstore cuz lm wanted to get it. sean's working at sembawang book store. staring at each other and stuffs, mere acquaintance.&lt;p&gt;vv was carrying her edward around da school. i have nothing to say her other den saying she's nuts. one super bright yellow plushie all over da place. though i must agree edward's leg is cute because it resembles some kind of comma or tadpole. hey dat's a compliment; small legs. wadeva da case vv just seemed to have tonnes of weird stuffs in her house like she's getting a belly button soon. rahhs; i hasnt touched my compre yet. wad a day. i wanna sleep...&lt;p&gt;ad d i ct io n&lt;br&gt;kick it;&lt;br&gt;or die forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112791782456809001?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112791782456809001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112791782456809001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112791782456809001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112791782456809001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/19-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112783008677365435</id><published>2005-09-27T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T22:08:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;20 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;boring day in school. sleepy, slacky, slopy, everything. dropped my green pen last night. like mee. inkless; juiceless. english compo paper. merely a passed. overall still fail. duh. mrs ramesh simply got so much craps to talk about. i'm tableless. grabbed a chair and slept. ang sieok bee came on to "&lt;em&gt;knock. knock&lt;/em&gt;" on my "door". obviously when someone knocks i have to open my door. so i opened den banged my door and watched tv. which simply meant that i woke up and den i ignored her. ehh?&lt;p&gt;failed chemistry. how nice. well, i hardly pass chem. most probably flunk physics or practically da whole science. :)) dunno wad kind of expression i should have now. should i smile because i did badly and tt MIGHT motivate me to work harder for my Os or should i frown because i did badly and that might again demoralise me further and similarly flunk my Os..?&lt;p&gt;i'm demoralised till i dun feel like i wanna move on animore. can't possibly sit down and cry. it's useless and it definitely dun make a point for me to do so. want to move on but i just dun haf da mood to do so. wadeva lars. time will tell.&lt;p&gt;tonnes of guide books to get tmr. lizard's visit to our class today. mdm loke's lesson. guess wad our honey teacher did. she got two pieces of tissues and walked towards da lizard. in my mind, i was thinking she wanna use da tissues and catch da lizard. next moment i heard screams and a loud "&lt;em&gt;THUD!&lt;/em&gt; she stepped on da lizard! my god. okay flat lizard into da bin. scariee lady. da only entertainment for da day.. after 14 oct we dun hafta go animore.. probably skipped da few days before it bahs.&lt;p&gt;why should we compare;&lt;br&gt;everyone's different.&lt;br&gt;jealousy brings u nth;&lt;br&gt;but tonnes of sins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112783008677365435?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112783008677365435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112783008677365435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112783008677365435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112783008677365435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/20-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112773409547326557</id><published>2005-09-26T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T19:31:02.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;21 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;rainy day. eng enrich was pretty okay sounds pretty useful. got back half of da prelims results after da enrich. basically like i mentioned during my prelims period. i buanged my prelims. apparently i din managed to pass any. poa: 40.5 [D7], maths: P1- 27/80 P2- 55/100, ss: 20/50, english is the most terrible one. i slept my paper away. okay how nice ehhs. wad to do. cant possibly pushed da blame to dnt itself though i was extremely traumatized by that sub for some time.&lt;p&gt;dat wasnt the main thing tat actually got me on my nerves. dat bastard said that everyone scored at &lt;strong&gt;least&lt;/strong&gt; a B4 for dnt. and i am like wth. i suddenly felt so deceived after he had said all those words. it's like me and my friends wasted our time sitting at mac for 9hrs 17 mins etc, our sleep and our whole one week holi which we could actually spent it wisely to revise for our prelims and truly gauge where we stand or probably earn ourselves a 3 month in some JC. and those who merely did their work last minute, skimpy as can be can actually get a B? it just made me feel that da effort, time and energy i spent to rush that folio out was all wasted and on da surface it seemed as if it was taken for granted. so wad da heck was truly goinn on den? i'm so fucking traumatized by that big fat liar. it's even worse den being backstabbed. fucking hell.&lt;p&gt;i'm just so so so so angrie wib da fucking bastard. my future could just be drowned by his fats cuz of his lies. wad da fucking hell do he benefit from this man. big fat fucking idiot. wasted da time of mee and my friends. i'll never forget u i swear! big fat fucking moronic idiotic disgusting bastard! rahhs; so tired so angrie. wadeva. i'm just gonna get fucking stressed up wif numbers by mrs joyce ang. rahhhs;&lt;p&gt;nv to listen to anyone;&lt;br&gt;pack of lies.&lt;br&gt;life is full of liars;&lt;br&gt;big fat liars.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/mathsprelims.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112773409547326557?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112773409547326557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112773409547326557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112773409547326557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112773409547326557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/21-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112765089389454298</id><published>2005-09-25T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:23:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;22 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's sunday. school starts again tmr. i must say the feeling is pretty blue. slacked too much for da past few days. feeling nothing for my studies. how bad is the situation like. no feelings for da upcoming Os..? sounds pretty bad ehhs. i'm just mad about stuffs that aint making any links to my studies.&lt;p&gt;sch tmr? going or nort goin. still in tots and discussion wib myself. wad can i sae.. wanting to leave deyi wibb a no detention record..? rahhs. any class for tmr? supposingly everyone in my gang hab da intention to skip. heaviee thunder storm tmr morning den.&lt;p&gt;last night my bro was staring at me telling me :"&lt;em&gt;can u sign off ur jackieee stuffs after using...&lt;/em&gt; he was like givin me a stupid look and telling me what is this jackie mail goes around to his friends and stuffs. so i said:"&lt;em&gt;okae, wad da hell? i just tell them jackie is here to visit then.."&lt;/em&gt; shortly after that he started saying how horrible jackie looks and stuffs. dammit. jackie will surely be traumatised. it's time for dinner. dunch anyone dare insult my jackie again. i'll ripped ya apart and sent jackie over to scare u tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112765089389454298?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112765089389454298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112765089389454298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112765089389454298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112765089389454298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/22-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112757358806546157</id><published>2005-09-24T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T22:53:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;23 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae wil.&lt;br&gt;finally, saturday arrived. i missed my weekends for some reason or another. perhaps i lost too much weekends over the past few months. woke up at 2pm.  dj called at 3pm. he's running nuts for his gal. nuts i duno in the sense good or bad. quarrel and stuffs. breaking up or to continue. perhaps, depends on fate and whether dey are destined to be together..? i was telling him my words of wisdom over and over like hanged winamp. i am losing my voice by just talking to him.&lt;p&gt;enuff of him. today's the last episode of &lt;em&gt;the while flame&lt;/em&gt; so nice and touching. envious. haha. wadeva. it's his burdae today. have no idea how to wish him happie burfdae because none of the ways seemed appropriate. in the end decided to just mail my blessings over. wad can i sae. i really lurbb internet. it create wonders for me though it used to be a nightmare to me. winks*&lt;p&gt;proj Os concert. jy gonna play &lt;em&gt;Guardian angel&lt;/em&gt; wib da french horn. gosh. that rocks. though i still prefer &lt;em&gt;yuan wei jue xing's&lt;/em&gt; xia tian de feng. old woman's waiting for me to play pool wib her. should just stop crapping here i guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112757358806546157?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112757358806546157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112757358806546157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112757358806546157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112757358806546157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/23-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112747420447551953</id><published>2005-09-23T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T00:02:30.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=black&gt;24 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;nothing much to do today. started packing my rooms and clearing up useless stuffs. accumulated a big tonne of papers; worksheets, forms, etc. time to set up a recycling company instead. dusty dusty. took my momo bear for a bath cuz she is so dirty. so did my lil bao bei. :)) da pics of momo bathing just below. haha. i know it's lame cuz even my mum is staring at me with sweats all over. i really had nothing to do.&lt;p&gt;okay momo is in da tub ready to bathe&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/momogoinntobathee.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;she's enjoying her bath.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/momobathinn.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;mummy say she gonna be spinned dry or she will turn mouldy. gosh she weigh a tonne when she start absorbinn all da water. look at how bloated she is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/momoreadietospindry.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;tadah! she's done! faster den slimming centres. so peeps if u nida go slimming centre try ur own washinn machine furst. hahas&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/momospinneddone.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;she's not totally dry so she gonna get her tann for a while more. sorry to peg ya ears  u haf no other places for me to peg.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/momotanning.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;last but not least my clean bao bei, strawberriiee! she smells so great now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/zhuzhuxiangxiang.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;i am happie wib wad i haf;&lt;br&gt;who i am.&lt;br&gt;i'm contented..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112747420447551953?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112747420447551953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112747420447551953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112747420447551953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112747420447551953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/24-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112740192576817977</id><published>2005-09-22T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:12:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;25 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;chilling night. another rainy day. went down to town to get my bag. raining and pouring on and off. we were pretty annoyed as the ground is all wet. the usual peeps ps us again.&lt;p&gt;vv got her freaky posters again. miyavi just looks freaky to me. oh well, wadeva. slack and slack. now its time to sleep. how nice. duh. haben haf my dinner. lost! channel 5.. finally remembered to watch &lt;em&gt;wang zi bian qing wa&lt;/em&gt; tonight.. rahhs.&lt;p&gt;i wished for an angel to fall;&lt;br&gt;bring me through the nights.&lt;br&gt;smiling in my sweet dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112740192576817977?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112740192576817977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112740192576817977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112740192576817977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112740192576817977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/25-days-to-oschilling-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112732358367486278</id><published>2005-09-22T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:26:23.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;26 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;today marks the end of my prelims. another nightmare has ended. the scariest one is on its way. perfect time management today. surprisingly. finished both mcq papers in 40 mins. 20 mins each. how nice aint it. i din believe it too. 10 mins to check both and to draw lots for a 3 unsure qns. 10 mins to sleep. wad a day.&lt;p&gt;slacking at cow's place. vv singing some stupid songs. hah. she know wad she did. crazie woman. suppose to go bowling tmr. some not interested. end up decided to go down town to slack our day off. one gray monster trying to run into the pic while we are trying to snap some group pics. that monster wibb a big round butt. haha. [ yay. ok ] oops.&lt;p&gt;time to sleep and replenish energy. gonna have sweet dreams wibb my chocolate.. &lt;em&gt;i wan my wonka bar.&lt;p&gt;you shi zou zhe zou zhe;&lt;br&gt;ren ye hui kai shi lei le.&lt;br&gt;shi shi hou fang man jiao bu;&lt;br&gt;xie yi xie...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112732358367486278?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112732358367486278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112732358367486278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112732358367486278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112732358367486278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/26-days-to-ostoday-marks-end-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112722870549480400</id><published>2005-09-20T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:05:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;27 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;had my dnt paper today. some stupid qns. rahhs. wadeva. slept for abt 1 and a half hours. went vv's place to slack after paper. cold weather today. been raining on and off the whole of today. i lubb it. brownie shitted on my hand today. wth. mess up vv's place. sprayinn her perfume and stuffs.&lt;p&gt;came home slept for pretty long. i missed shooting stars AGAIN. wth. freak. rahhs. tmr is my very last paper for prelims, science P1. cheers. it's finally over. now it's time to await for Os bah. mugging time soon. yea. it seemed like i have been saying soon for the past few weeks. well.. action speaks louder den words.&lt;p&gt;going to school tmr for barely an hour only. apparently it sounds stupid. still hafta attend morning assembly. it have been like a week since i attended morning assembly. so tired. gonna revise. tys i'm cuming...&lt;p&gt;euu seemed like a rainbow..&lt;br&gt;who cums out after a rain..&lt;br&gt;and disappear in a spilt second..&lt;br&gt;will i see euu again..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112722870549480400?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112722870549480400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112722870549480400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112722870549480400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112722870549480400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/27-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112713884686173825</id><published>2005-09-19T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:07:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;28 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;i dun understand why am i entertaining a lil kid and telling her words of wisdom when nothing gets into her brain. perhaps because i was once a lil girl like her?&lt;p&gt;seriously, what's the point of being a human when u keep thinking you are right all the time and not reflecting of urself. what's the point of owaes sighing and not doing anything. does sighing helps u solve the prob. and does the word &lt;em&gt;dun bother&lt;/em&gt; meant &lt;em&gt;go away&lt;/em&gt;? it's so freaking lame. i'm getting drifted from this world. i really dun understand humans. i feel like i'm an alien who practically do and thinks in a weird way. worse human of all is sticking to "&lt;em&gt;ur gang&lt;/em&gt; which you urself know they never welcome u at all.&lt;p&gt;finished my dnt theory revision in barely two hours. am i god or something. rahhs. read that freaking book upteen times. so sick of it. i dun intend to pass my theory wib flying colours either. so i'm pretty okay wib that.&lt;p&gt;being a prisoner of the hall today. it indeed is something which totally sux to da core. that bloody stingy school. cheapskate to the extent that we cant on the air con when the whole place is enclosed like some microwave. bunch of freaks. rahhs. sleepy. din sleep last night.. yawns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112713884686173825?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112713884686173825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112713884686173825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112713884686173825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112713884686173825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/28-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112704925704903851</id><published>2005-09-18T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:15:26.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;29 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;forcing da qualitative analysis notes into my brain. nutting gets in. rahhs. driving me nuts. sci pract tmr. oh man. peepx in da same grp as me just pray i wun cause any explosion or stuffs lidat. Or maybe in that spur of moment i decided to burn down da whole sci lab. hah. not farnie i noe.&lt;p&gt;mooncake festival today ehhs? hmmm.. my lil neightbours are pretty quiet this round. i'm relieved man. if not you will get to see tonnes of monkeys climbing all over the place; pressing bells, screaming and yelling, standing outside ur door in their batman; spiderman or wadeva man suit freaking mee out. rahhs. wadeva da case. peaceful day today.&lt;p&gt;baby ellena came to get her pooh lantern today. haha. really cant stop laughing when i see that &lt;em&gt;pooh&lt;/em&gt;. her favourite hits. lao shu ai da mi. haha.&lt;p&gt;tonnes of burfdaes cuming up. i'm broke. rahhs. i'm getting my olive coloured bag before anyone's prezzie. i dunch care. rahhs. i'm craving for it... i'm cuming darling bag~ oops. no sch for me on thurs and fri. what can be better den that right? but worse of all not in any mood to study when Os are so freaking near.. sighs. will i make it... mystery mystery.. rahhs.&lt;p&gt;ru guo ni you jue xin;&lt;br&gt;duo nan de shi..&lt;br&gt;dou hui ying ren er jie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112704925704903851?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112704925704903851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112704925704903851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112704925704903851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112704925704903851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/29-days-to-osforcing-da-qualitative.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112697319745404024</id><published>2005-09-17T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:10:43.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;30 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;slept 12 hours since last nite 3am. slacked my day off nothing much. da fotos i took ytd cuming upp.&lt;p&gt;see da woman doing a catwalk. lols&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/flyingsquirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;da bowling ball i took.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/losttball.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ouch! i hurt my thumb.. sobs.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/plastereddthumbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;look out of the bus and wad do i see...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/lookaheadd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;look ahead of life..&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/lookaheadoflife.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;da nice uncle who made the bus driver wait for us... nice uncle!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/helpfulunclee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;corpse bride characters! da pirate!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/pirateofcine.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mr gentleman?&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/mrgentlemann.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dog and girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/doggieandgal.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;baby sailor!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/babisailor.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;dinner time! pizza hut!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/waitinnferpizzaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here comes out pizza!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/pizzaishere.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;now u see it..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/nowucit.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now u dont! [ blackout ]&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/nowudont.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;uhh. no lights.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/darkehs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;rahhs. my second glass of coke..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/2ndglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;someone's drunk by drinking ice water.. wth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/cheerx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;Br&gt;taken todae.. hahas! kids are realy fortunate these days.. it's realy amazing on wad they can get during different festivals.. look at the lanterns.. hahas&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/poohlantern.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;super mini ones even.. my god..&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b183/skittishmee/minieelanterns.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112697319745404024?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112697319745404024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112697319745404024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112697319745404024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112697319745404024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/30-days-to-osslept-12-hours-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112688813178102134</id><published>2005-09-17T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:28:51.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;31 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;little late for my update today. was out since morning wib lm. bowling. shopping. slack. arcade. pizza. rahhs. what can be better den a life lidat. it's had been such a long time since i went out wib her and also freaking long time since i went out to slack and play. hf joined us fer dinner. pizza hut blackout twice. so nice. lols.&lt;p&gt;hf came my place to slack. she missed my mum. crapping wibb her all da way. pract on monday. how to survive. i'm hate doing practical. it's so boring. rahhs. worse thing. i'm on da first shift and i gonna wait till 1.30pm before i get to leave. wth.&lt;p&gt;broke my freaking thumb nail during bowling. freak. bleed. got two strike. rahhs. so happie. long long time since i last played. lm damn farnie. i better not say anything. flying squirrel kills. Saw this headless man from the &lt;em&gt;Quidam&lt;/em&gt; down in town. freaking hell. it freaked me out from afar. it's so scary especially when i can only see his umbrella popping from the crowd. rahhs. pizza hut rawks.&lt;p&gt;someone's in a dull mood today. though that person might not know abt this blog of mine but just hope that person will cheer up and dun get so stress bahs. life is still beautiful just like the way u told me. winks-*&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;guo qu shi zhong yi bian cheng le shi shi;&lt;br&gt;xue zhe fang shou;&lt;br&gt;xue zhe xiang qian kan;&lt;br&gt;xue zhe xun zhao zhi ji de fang xiang;&lt;br&gt;xun zhao geng hao de zhi ji...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112688813178102134?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112678724168199523</id><published>2005-09-15T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T20:27:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;32 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae fsppplm!&lt;br&gt;time's running short. no mood for anything. it somehow seemed like i'm not da onliee person out here who's feeling so frustrated. frustrated wib a question mark.&lt;p&gt;accounts paper was a true chaos. scribbled craps. bastard was invigilating. rahhs. he's a freak. wadeva. went mac for breakfast. da guys are there too. drawing sq's face on a balloon. i added something which sq think's it no longer look like him.&lt;p&gt;took a nap back home. cant get to sleep. october issue of teens rawks. i lubb da content. rahhs. nobody's home. jl's cam is still wib me. no paper tmr. goinn out wibb ppplm and peeps. nothing much to blog..&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;dun shi xiang le xiang;&lt;br&gt;xin zhong de da an;&lt;br&gt;ye jian jian fu xian le...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112678724168199523?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112678724168199523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112678724168199523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112678724168199523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112678724168199523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/32-days-to-oshappie-burfdae.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112669882820003569</id><published>2005-09-14T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:53:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;33 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;rahhhs. flunk my phy and maths. it's a total craps for my phy. i was in total blurr mode when i see the first qn. flipping to the first page to see if i got the correct exam paper. stupid. wth. maths. read wrongly for so many qns. make a guess how many subs will i be passing for my prelims. or rather make a guess for my L1R5.. sighs*&lt;p&gt;loitering around after paper. waiting for cal. crazie woman. made me walked all over singapore; sarcastic. accounts paper tmr. cant do much. memorize memorise memorize. wun get to pass aniwae. i shall perish in my own world.&lt;p&gt;went to town. shop. miss my life so much. my life of shopping and hogging out in streets. wad can be better den this aint it?.. it's officially announced the end of dnt pract and folio. &lt;em&gt;yi qie dou guo qu le&lt;/em&gt; feel like playing and go shopping for all i wan. i'm so sick abt studies and having to mug everyday i reach home. hasnt taken a break since mock started. it's time now. rahhs. &lt;em&gt;xing dong bu ru ma shang xing dong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;jian dan;&lt;br&gt;shi she me yi si;&lt;br&gt;zhen de you ke neng ma..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112669882820003569?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112660558563785977</id><published>2005-09-13T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T17:59:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;34 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;stressed up; bad mood. bloody fatso was calling us back to stick stuffs. arsehole. i hate the sight of him. it makes me feel like skinning him alive and pour acid on his fucking face. rahhs. fucking bad mood. get the fucking prelims off my life.&lt;p&gt;cant even remb a wth i wanted to blog. one trumpet blowing all the way after exams. shut up man. gods knew wad u did. so do we. trying to take advantage of the situation kindly fuck off from our gang. u r not welcomed. those who wan to take the risk. stay far far away from us.&lt;p&gt;nearly screamed at rainer. just one more word from him just now i would have screamed my head off at him. it's jux a pic. wth did u kick up a big fuss for. it's oreadi down where. who the hell is damn free to scroll down all da way down. dun be ridiculous.&lt;p&gt;stay away;&lt;br&gt;cuts;&lt;br&gt;i broke da trumpet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112660558563785977?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112660558563785977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112660558563785977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112660558563785977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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and all that is bothering me. i'm so tired. i stared blankly at my exam papers. nothing came out. haix&lt;p&gt;was at school pretty early to touch up my folio. met ql on the way. asking me abt my revision. i said i din studie. i could see the shocked look on her face; unbelievable and the look she wanna let all dnt peeps know. many kept asking me abt my revision. mui, flo etc. was damn stressed and bothered. everything just get me on my nerves. screaming and ranting at em. sorrie to em. i'm not in da right mood. i din wan things this way... sorrie&lt;p&gt;a lil boy was sitting in front of my on the bus when i was on the way home. he has a pair of big round sparkly eyes.. he looked at me. wib a kind of shyness that is releasing from his eyes. probably that is the sweet innocence in every kid. sumhow i do miss the days when i was still a kid. not having to care abt a single thing. play all i wan enjoy my childhood days. aint that the best part of everyone's life..?&lt;p&gt;nothing goes into my mind now. am i gonna flunk my paper again.. most probably i guess. sighs. what am i to do now.&lt;p&gt;i mish u like neva before;&lt;br&gt;wan euu to be here wib me;&lt;br&gt;like we neva gonna part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112653152563015815?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112653152563015815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112653152563015815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112653152563015815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112653152563015815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/35-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112642469342780113</id><published>2005-09-11T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T15:47:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;36 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae to san and sw`&lt;br&gt;folio done. waiting for sw to send me da drawings he did using his lappy. slept at 5am and was suppose to meet sw and ppl at 8am. i still hafta give him morning call. but i overslept. woke up at 8am. went outta my hse at 8.15am. ring sw up. rahs. he was woke up by my call. no alarm clock ehhs. des and vv miss one another. both sittin at diff places. sw reached ard 9.30am. slow. i din treat him for breakfast afterall. i was poppinn panadol to stop my headache and stop the earth from spinning. rahhs.&lt;p&gt;nid to colour my final and presentation sketch. tired. nid to rest first. sw went off around 12plus. ppl nid to celebrate bdae. yeas. me, vv and lubbie stayed on to do our stuffs. freezing in mac. kel and gang was there shortly when we are leaving. poor lubbie gonna take his artifact here and dere again cuz his dad aint there to fetch him. wahahaa. he damn paisehh.&lt;p&gt;rahs. gonna sleep now. wake up later to finish my stuffs and START my revision. rahhs. below are pics taken by sw's itchy hand.&lt;p&gt;when i sae i miss euu;&lt;br&gt;it was neva a lie;&lt;br&gt;neva words not from my heart.&lt;p&gt;my panadol box&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/panboxsw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/boxxsw.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112642469342780113?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112642469342780113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112642469342780113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112642469342780113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112642469342780113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/36-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112635991566593211</id><published>2005-09-10T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:46:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;37 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;almost finish my folio. sat at amk mac for 9 hrs 17 mins without moving other den a toilet break for like a few mins. rahhs.sw was at da library and was whispering to me through da fone. hahas. his voice is so hilarious. meeting him for folio stuffs tmr morning.&lt;p&gt;was late today. suppose to meet them at 8am. but i was having such a bad headache and i reached there at 9. poor lubbie. everyone's late and he waited for 1hr alone. today's boon's bdaee! i'm da first person who remembered and wished him happie bdae! wee. tmr gonna be san and sw's bdae.&lt;p&gt;gonna rush my folio tonight. revision tmr. last day. rahhs. humans and maths. how i survive. gonna pick out chapters from history. rahhs. okay old woman gonna nag at me for long entry again. end here den. boo. some pics i promised to post it here. rite rainer? somebody get him to see this. lols.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/touxiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/gayy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/jidong.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/keai.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;da burfdaee boii!&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/calvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;vv's creation.... -.-&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/freak.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112635991566593211?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112635991566593211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112635991566593211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112635991566593211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112635991566593211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/37-days-to-osalmost-finish-my-folio.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112624910022053225</id><published>2005-09-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T14:58:20.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;38 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;another wasted trip back to school again. now at com lab doing my stuffs eating my fav choc pokey. rahhs. was out since 8am. down at mac rushing my folio wibb lubbie and boon. nick was there for a while. bickering with him. lubbie had 2 set of breakfast. hippo. playing wibb boon's artifact wibb my chocolate. jl specially brought down his digi cam for me. so nice of him. &lt;em&gt;xie xie ni!!&lt;/em&gt; hehe. left mac around 12plus to return to school. saw gc on da way.&lt;p&gt;i finally get to enjoy my holiday. no class tmr. yea. time for revision and folio. rahhs. chiong folio. i'm so tired. my eyes are closing and i'm freezing in this com lab. 4hrs and so of sleep. &lt;em&gt;wo lei le..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;wad should i do;&lt;br&gt;things still goes on;&lt;Br&gt;life aint diff for him;&lt;br&gt;wad abt mine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112624910022053225?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112624910022053225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;39 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;wasted trip back to school today. everyone back there was doing their artifact. that bastard was busy helping em. so i was there slacking away. school's internet connection was down. bloody hell. you call that a school. wtf. pissed off. took my stuffs and left.&lt;p&gt;asked luke out for lunch at pizza hut. bloody hell. he having his N levels still slacking. studie lars stupid bird. pluck out all ya feathers man. he ran off for his lan gaming session after the meal. shit u.&lt;p&gt;i msg my idol earlier on and he called me. longest call we made. 10 minutes. suppose he had some conflict wibb that bastard but he din wanna tell me more. he said tt bastard &lt;em&gt;shen jing bing!&lt;/em&gt; wee` so happie finally someone agreed wibb us again. he's leaving soon. probably another week when school starts or so. that bastard is just so fucking stubborn. browsed through some completed folio of the Sec 5s. it's so bloody simple and short and i was thinking wtf was all that we are doing. it's all an A. but why issit so fucking different? i just feel like kicking his bloody arse and slice him up. thanks to him. he contradicted me and himself causing me to screw up my own folio. fucking bastard.&lt;p&gt;holis ending. i haben even studied for any subjects for prelims. how do i survive. this gonna be another rough time. nothing other den more time to be given to me can help me through. i'm so stressed and fucked up. he's forcing all those obnoxious languages outta me. i'm gonna screw him back. i'm gonna shut everything and simply ignore him. no more mails sent. nothing. i need bloodly plenty of rest. my body's giving way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112617941392684506?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112617941392684506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112617941392684506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112617941392684506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112617941392684506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/39-days-to-oswasted-trip-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112610203816812855</id><published>2005-09-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T22:07:20.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;40 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;an hour late for accounts class. overslept. reached sch at 10am. class ended at 11am. thanks to me. ((: i told hoon dnt starts at 12 noon. so she dismiss us earlier. nice aint it. attended class for barely an hour. i lubb hoon. hee.&lt;p&gt;went for breakfast wibb lubbie, ken, sq and cow. sq added curry sauce to lubbie's fish burger and ken wrapped that thing. i did the most evil one. i gave that burger a hard slap. oops. imagine all the curry sauce oozing from inside. hehe. lubbie was shocked and we just kept luffing as if we were some dingo. lubbie became da fries thief. sw [he's not my idol.], fs, evan, wz popped out behind us. sw da xiao lao shu.&lt;p&gt;shopping at popular again. papers. rahhs. folio lecture for like 2 hrs. deadbeat. so many stuffs to add on to my folio. so little time. playing wibb vv's hamster. i called my fav one brownie. hehe. so cute. pics wib boon. post it when he send it over.&lt;p&gt;helped lubbie tie da strap. i'm so god damn smart. hehe. i managed to tie it in the end. hahas. he pull his artifact out and he was damn embarassed when he saw the colourguards walking in. haha. he went to the minimart to get candies and left it outside. vv and i took his artefact and ran off. he took a pretty long time to catch up and his shoes flew out. he was still holding on to one when we saw him behind us. haha. stupid aint it. oops.&lt;p&gt;chionging my folio still. lotsa drawings to do and that bloody fatso expect us to produce a work similar to one done in 3 months. bloody hell we only got 3 days to do a 3 months job. holy shit. he din even replied my mail. wth. wadeva.&lt;p&gt;can time move a lil faster;&lt;br&gt;to stop da pain;&lt;br&gt;to make me a happier person inside me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112610203816812855?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112610203816812855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112610203816812855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112610203816812855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112610203816812855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/40-days-to-osan-hour-late-for-accounts.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112600240459382999</id><published>2005-09-06T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T18:26:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;41 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;bearly left wibb one month or so before Os starts. i'm still here slacking my life away, getting stressed up wibb dnt and all. rahhs. i accidentally deleted my bro's presentation which he nid it on thurs. rahhs. gonna redo it for him secretly or he gonna rant at me like i'm some criminal.&lt;p&gt;met up wib cow and vv and i'm late again today. i actually forgot i'm suppose to meet them at 11.30. all i was thinking was that i should be leaving my place at 11.30. argh. met them around 12 noon. went over to kfc to meet da guys. shocked to see none of them there. they just ended their lan and was on their way to meet us. prelims period and yet still mad abt lan. good luck guys.&lt;p&gt;all of them was in school u except me and prad. i was rushing for time you see. took a bus back to school. messing wibb boon's cam. damn farnie. da instructor was scolding and telling us how stupid tt fatso is. we cant help but luff. see i've said so tt fatso aint tt great afterall he's just stubborn. boo.&lt;p&gt;disturbing marc wibb da cam. trying to shoot all his farnie pose. i deleted all aniwae. memory full. time to get all da birds off ur cam boon. set them free. sq was back there for some reason or another. who care's man. he might start burping the moment he sees me and i dun wanna see or hear that.&lt;p&gt;vv can't rivet her stuffs so we went down to bugis to slack. met zx on da bridge to mrt station. cow was looking for a jacket. gua gua gua* cant find. vv was mad abt one stupid cushion. 100 bucks for 2. cheap? wadeva.&lt;p&gt;accounts class tmr morning at 9am. followed by dnt straight after that. finally i can do my folio. i'm pretty tired today. gonna slack a while more before i start messing wibb my folio again.things get more and more complicated somehow. i'm tired for anything right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112600240459382999?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112600240459382999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112600240459382999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112600240459382999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112600240459382999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/41-days-to-osbearly-left-wibb-one.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112592908778204251</id><published>2005-09-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:12:38.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;42 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was late for class today. obviously i woke up late. phy class was pretty okay. ended 2 hrs earlier. something happened. eric was complainin abt how warm he is. i tried faninn him wibb my paper. I got this horrid smell around. he din wash his hair ytd! rahhs. shit u eric! aniwae, helped da guys buy their breakfast as they set off for dnt. i was enjoying my breakfast wib niu, atiq and sq at mac. sq was damn disgusting, burping in public which made me lost my appetite. he's a babarian. made him queue up wib me to buy food for da guys cuz i wasnt wearing sch u and da guys expect a student meal. rahhs.&lt;p&gt;vv was holding on to niu's fone. i sudd saw niu's name on my fone and was abt to scold her thinking that she's trying to play a prank on me. sudd i recall that it was wib vv. she called just to get us to buy slurpee for her at 7 eleven. duhs. set off after i got da guy's food.&lt;p&gt;my bloody circulation almost went dead carry the 4 medium cokes. it turn purplish black. and jk was like luffing away. Eh called for help the moment i got back. i'm nort his maid and he is depending all on me to finish his artifact. bending one stupid plastic and marking out the lines. he dunch even bother to try. wth man. dnt really show how lousy guys in my class are. i still rembr back in sec 1 &amp; 2 the guys used to help girls do those stuffs. now, things reversed. horrible.&lt;p&gt;riveting and using the electric drill is so freaking fun! nobody dares to help lubbie hold only me. rahhs. even lubbie is scared. maybe i'm really sick. i'm so bloody enthu abt riveting and drilling. i helped lubbie rivet and i got so addicted to it. hees. disaster! i accidentally broke his acrylic while riveting at last third rivet, worse still i tried to salvage the acrylic wibb chlorofoam and guess what? he din realise the chlorofoam is dripping on the other side! rahhs. fatty sae he gonna lose 5 marks cuz of that. sorrie sorrie.&lt;p&gt;had my haircut just now. pretty horrible. rahhs. that auntie keep thinking i coloured my hair. stares* i did not. she just keep talking about my eyes and stuffs. she's so in love wibb me. sweats* i'm only left wibb some pathetic strands of long hairs at the bottom. rahhs.&lt;p&gt;i'm going back again tmr to help vv and create havoc for lubbie. i'm gettin more and more evil lately. hee. meetin lubbie vv and niu for breafast tmr before going. den i can continue my riveting addiction. hehe.&lt;p&gt;a heart of memories;&lt;br&gt;erasing shadows and footprints left beind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112592908778204251?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112592908778204251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112592908778204251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112592908778204251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112592908778204251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/42-days-to-osi-was-late-for-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112584827934193600</id><published>2005-09-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T01:32:38.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;43 day to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;my heart hurts knowing that he is attached yesterday. it din hurt that much like da past and it din bring me to tears. somehow he made me realise again that i should be glad i let this relationship go. i knew of this outcome since last year. a fortune teller of his life. why should i hang on and let him continue to hurt me when he cant even decide on who he wanna give his heart to. all da excuses or "reasons" he said to give up each and everyone of us, was partly all meant to be and partly his indecisiveness. whatever the case, it's nobody to blame and it's non of my business anymore. i will walk out of his shadow and lead my own life with all those who love me. he had another girl in his arms, the outcome lies with him, to set his heart with this girl or to let it goes to another as time flies..&lt;p&gt;a pretty heavy downpour today. lasted for almost half the day. woke up at 10 am. did bwss maths paper. threw a box of screwdrivers at my bro. shant go into details. i was wet from waist down thx to him.&lt;p&gt;took a nap around 3pm. [ slept wib chocolate; my baby pig ] replenish my sleep for da past 1 week of dnt. received tonnes of sms; lubbie, old woman n etc. woke up around 4plus just to reply em. i'm da angel. rahhs. slept until 9pm. i managed to finish quite alot of my holi hmwk; compre, phy, bwss. left one maths paper and folio.&lt;p&gt;phy class tmr morning at 9am followed by dnt straight after at 1pm. watch me dead. old woman went to watch herbie without me. stares* she got her bid and her screws got damn bloody loose. tighten it woman. cal rushing me to play pool wib her. i'm taking my own sweet time here.&lt;p&gt;mechanical pencil rushed to it's grave. got a new one. i'm damn bloody broke this month. bought so much for dnt, stationeries and stuffx. i'm gonna be the next in da queue to get to my own grave. my dad gonna rant at me again. rahhs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112574866845237816</id><published>2005-09-03T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:02:46.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;44 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;morning; dnt class&lt;br&gt;me; angel of dnt class&lt;br&gt;xb; scalded lil finger&lt;br&gt;eh; buffed my hand&lt;br&gt;glued my nail&lt;br&gt;lub; marking&lt;br&gt;bought lunch fer em&lt;br&gt;blardie teacher&lt;br&gt;rahhs; sickenin&lt;br&gt;artifact done; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;lunch wif hf&lt;br&gt;long time since we last went out&lt;br&gt;lubbie destroyed my marker&lt;br&gt;san got super big muscles&lt;br&gt;sw mia for some time&lt;br&gt;left? army?&lt;br&gt;tired for da 5th day&lt;br&gt;one more week&lt;br&gt;prelims; flunk 100%&lt;br&gt;sad &amp; stress&lt;br&gt;mum said chriz called&lt;br&gt;no idea for wad&lt;br&gt;got tonnes to do tmr&lt;br&gt;revision; maths humans&lt;br&gt;hmwk; folio phy&lt;br&gt;so busy so tired&lt;br&gt;losing it; off track&lt;br&gt;munching choc; sweeten up&lt;br&gt;rechargin;&lt;br&gt;rush foli lata&lt;p&gt;another day pass;&lt;br&gt;without me realising;&lt;br&gt;time never stops...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112574866845237816?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112574866845237816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112574866845237816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class after recess&lt;br&gt;continuous dnt until 4.30pm&lt;br&gt;went amk indust get screws&lt;br&gt;tonnes keep calling in&lt;br&gt;shit those peeps&lt;br&gt;chargin more for my taxi fare&lt;br&gt;boo.&lt;br&gt;dead beat&lt;br&gt;raining&lt;br&gt;forgot abt cybrary's investiture&lt;br&gt;not interested aniwae&lt;br&gt;touching up for artefact tmr&lt;br&gt;folio to chiong&lt;br&gt;intensive dnt during holis&lt;br&gt;bloody stressed up&lt;br&gt;helped Eh sand metal&lt;br&gt;forget metal conducts heat during sanding&lt;br&gt;hurt my finger and thumb&lt;br&gt;wet cloth&lt;br&gt;sizzling sound from the metal&lt;br&gt;can you imagine?&lt;br&gt;my poor fingers&lt;br&gt;tonnes of cuts&lt;br&gt;during filing and buffing&lt;br&gt;aching body&lt;br&gt;lethargic me&lt;br&gt;i need a break&lt;br&gt;i needa rest&lt;br&gt;4 full days of dnt&lt;br&gt;i'm losing it..&lt;p&gt;someday we will get tired of moving on;&lt;br&gt;but that does not give us any excuse to stop;&lt;br&gt;because time will never stop for us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112566480248268899?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112566480248268899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112566480248268899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112566480248268899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112566480248268899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/45-days-to-ostirin-dayskipped-class.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112557600742343090</id><published>2005-09-01T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:00:07.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo&lt;br&gt;shit that fatso&lt;br&gt;at this pt of time still changing&lt;br&gt;wth; rahhs&lt;br&gt;made buy a new circuit&lt;br&gt;cant he tll me earlier!&lt;br&gt;8 bucks for old circuit&lt;br&gt;8.60 for new circuit&lt;br&gt;4 bucks for protector pad&lt;br&gt;total; 20 bucks over&lt;br&gt;for one stupid tray&lt;br&gt;and tt bloody long time i took&lt;br&gt;tryinn to finish&lt;br&gt;and tt bastard&lt;br&gt;keep adding stuffs&lt;br&gt;wth; when can i ever finish!&lt;br&gt;vasantham shucks&lt;br&gt;my school&lt;br&gt;yet we must be quiet&lt;br&gt;kick ur bloody ass&lt;br&gt;folio to rush&lt;br&gt;deadline thurs&lt;br&gt;rahhs; nuts&lt;br&gt;cybrary farewell &amp; investiture tmr&lt;br&gt;heck; got dnt to do&lt;br&gt;drained out&lt;p&gt;watinn for an angel;&lt;br&gt;catch me with their angelic hands;&lt;br&gt;sending me all their love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112557600742343090?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112557600742343090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112557600742343090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112557600742343090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112557600742343090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/09/booshit-that-fatsoat-this-pt-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112554158266877120</id><published>2005-09-01T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:26:22.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;46 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;beautiful morning&lt;br&gt;going back for dnt class at noon&lt;br&gt;meeting cow for breakfast now&lt;br&gt;she's waiting&lt;br&gt;hehe&lt;br&gt;the mailed replied was scarie&lt;br&gt;he got everythin in red&lt;br&gt;one page become 2 to 3 pages&lt;br&gt;freaks&lt;br&gt;okay gonna run&lt;p&gt;never force things your way;&lt;br&gt;time will smoothen da route;&lt;br&gt;things will get to da right track eventually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112554158266877120?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112554158266877120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112554158266877120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pp&lt;br&gt;too tired for aces workout&lt;br&gt;slack at the back&lt;br&gt;oehlers duplicate&lt;br&gt;omg; omg; omg&lt;br&gt;skreams*&lt;br&gt;my idol aint around today&lt;br&gt;concert wad ok&lt;br&gt;dance; m&amp;d's cool&lt;br&gt;old woman got me lemonade&lt;br&gt;should get lemon instead&lt;br&gt;more powerful&lt;br&gt;half day&lt;br&gt;doing dnt in the empty school&lt;br&gt;how "fortunate"&lt;br&gt;tmr gonna go back too&lt;br&gt;bring me apples peeps&lt;br&gt;so i wun fall sick&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;an apple a day keeps the doctor away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;everyone's fallin sick&lt;br&gt;lubbie's sick&lt;br&gt;wun be goin tmr&lt;br&gt;i'll be bored&lt;br&gt;wish me luck guys&lt;br&gt;i'm draining out&lt;br&gt;as each single day pass...&lt;p&gt;craving for a rainbow life;&lt;br&gt;red orange yellow green blue indigo violet;&lt;br&gt;let me move with new colours added...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112539646036958944</id><published>2005-08-30T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T18:09:33.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;48 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;flunk ss&lt;br&gt;memories erased&lt;br&gt;numbed;&lt;br&gt;lame assembly; pck video&lt;br&gt;25 nov; gradu dinner&lt;br&gt;sch hall; 20 bucks&lt;br&gt;lunch wib vv, niu&lt;br&gt;laughters; craps&lt;br&gt;shop for dnt stuffs&lt;br&gt;sw got me stuffs&lt;br&gt;hehe. thankew&lt;br&gt;so tired&lt;br&gt;naggy mum; rahhs&lt;br&gt;dnt and chem pract tmr&lt;br&gt;long day fer me&lt;br&gt;pray hard dnt pals&lt;br&gt;folio to rush through&lt;br&gt;wish me tonnes of luck&lt;br&gt;happie burfdae lubbie! en joseph!&lt;br&gt;finally sixteen lubbie!&lt;br&gt;cant tease you anymore&lt;br&gt;enjoy ya sweet sixteen!&lt;p&gt;taste the bitter in life;&lt;br&gt;sweetness will come eventually;&lt;br&gt;by then i'll truly discover the beauty of life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112539646036958944?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112539646036958944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112539646036958944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112539646036958944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112539646036958944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/48-days-to-osflunk-ssmemories.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112531785315360111</id><published>2005-08-29T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T20:17:33.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;49 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;english prelims&lt;br&gt;pyramids; sprawl; Eeckhout&lt;br&gt;chimalogy&lt;br&gt;pray for gud grades*&lt;br&gt;mugging at kfc&lt;br&gt;stupid boon&lt;br&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm waiting for u to discover it urself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey bro shit u alrite&lt;br&gt;sq can concentrate&lt;br&gt;slacked at popular&lt;br&gt;sq finding ss guide book&lt;br&gt;lubbie crapping away&lt;br&gt;ps us again&lt;br&gt;lan gaming after popular&lt;br&gt;rahhs; stares*&lt;br&gt;meanie&lt;br&gt;donkey years before bus arrives&lt;br&gt;took 40 winks&lt;br&gt;smses beeping away&lt;br&gt;bathe&lt;br&gt;commie time&lt;br&gt;sw should be back tmr&lt;br&gt;nth much aniwae&lt;br&gt;flying squirrel and da penguin marathon&lt;br&gt;lols`&lt;p&gt;colour up my life;&lt;br&gt;see the beauty of the world;&lt;br&gt;tmr will be a better day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112531785315360111?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112531785315360111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay&lt;br&gt;if she read that&lt;br&gt;she's probably gonna blow&lt;br&gt;and probably gonna tell da whole world&lt;br&gt;i scolded her bitch&lt;br&gt;well that's what kids do&lt;br&gt;aint it?&lt;br&gt;nobody's perfect&lt;br&gt;why cant we tell her&lt;br&gt;that her mouth's big?&lt;br&gt;we din tell zx anyway&lt;br&gt;he heard it but he haf no idea&lt;br&gt;but he heard her&lt;br&gt;and he knew everything&lt;br&gt;believe it or not&lt;br&gt;you can say&lt;br&gt;we are pushing the blame to you&lt;br&gt;whatever&lt;br&gt;for all i know&lt;br&gt;humans wib common sense&lt;br&gt;will never tag ppl wif all that&lt;br&gt;we never tag stuffs like you&lt;br&gt;or we must be nuts&lt;br&gt;open ur eyes&lt;br&gt;do the right thing&lt;br&gt;at the right time&lt;br&gt;dun act like a kid&lt;br&gt;there's a limit to &lt;strong&gt;our&lt;/strong&gt; tolerance&lt;p&gt;acting like a kid;&lt;br&gt;only if you have the sweet innocence they have;&lt;br&gt;or else learn to grow up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112522887553729489?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112522887553729489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112522887553729489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112522887553729489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112522887553729489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/okayif-she-read-thatshes-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112521403403537075</id><published>2005-08-28T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:31:22.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;50 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;cool day today&lt;br&gt;windy and nice&lt;br&gt;woke up at 10&lt;br&gt;mugging my day&lt;br&gt;ate 1/3 of da whole block of choc&lt;br&gt;trying to make my day sweeter&lt;br&gt;edward is chatty&lt;br&gt;i'm in bad mood lately&lt;br&gt;lim got me on my nerves lately&lt;br&gt;addicted;&lt;br&gt;not gonna entertain anyone&lt;br&gt;english paper tmr&lt;br&gt;wish me luck&lt;br&gt;holis on da way&lt;br&gt;mugging and extra classes&lt;br&gt;i'm stressed up&lt;br&gt;dun mess wib me&lt;br&gt;you'll get it&lt;br&gt;especially that big mouth bitch&lt;br&gt;shut your bloody bitchy mouth&lt;br&gt;you know who you are&lt;br&gt;and you know you're a bitch&lt;br&gt;your bitchy attitude&lt;br&gt;hah.&lt;br&gt;fuck off alright&lt;p&gt;i came to realise;&lt;Br&gt;tears never brings me hope;&lt;br&gt;only moving on and looking towards my future do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112521403403537075?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112521403403537075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112521403403537075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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stickers&lt;br&gt;lubbie became da food thief&lt;br&gt;poor san&lt;br&gt;met linn at amk mrt station&lt;br&gt;he's back to sg&lt;br&gt;he remb me&lt;br&gt;so touched&lt;br&gt;oh ya. he grew taller&lt;br&gt;voice broked&lt;br&gt;dnt class was ok&lt;br&gt;slacked at amk&lt;br&gt;we deliberately went late&lt;br&gt;done wib my artefact&lt;br&gt;almost&lt;br&gt;left a small part&lt;br&gt;sw gonna be damn happy&lt;br&gt;he wun hafta help me animore&lt;br&gt;wun get scolded animore&lt;br&gt;bend acrylic fer aloy and vv&lt;br&gt;almost roasted myself&lt;br&gt;3 and a half hrs&lt;br&gt;bending plastic&lt;br&gt;aloy gonna gib me his grades&lt;br&gt;stares*&lt;br&gt;lubbie's sunflower was damn farnie&lt;br&gt;petals increasing&lt;br&gt;old woman msg me&lt;br&gt;she's mean&lt;br&gt;owaes &lt;em&gt;suan&lt;/em&gt; me abt dnt&lt;br&gt;shit you shaggy boobs&lt;br&gt;mugging;&lt;p&gt;a time to remb;&lt;br&gt;all that i've gone through;&lt;br&gt;awaits for a better tomorrow..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112510610321622698</id><published>2005-08-27T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T09:30:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;51 days to Os&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;pleasant saturday morning&lt;br&gt;cold breeze; fresh air&lt;br&gt;attending dnt class at noon&lt;br&gt;having breakfast wib lubbie&lt;br&gt;attend class together&lt;br&gt;gonna start mugging tonight&lt;br&gt;prelims starting next monday&lt;br&gt;a bit behind time&lt;br&gt;gonna catch up fast&lt;br&gt;messy study table&lt;br&gt;textbooks all over da place&lt;br&gt;thanks to my bro&lt;br&gt;nearly lost my darling toes&lt;br&gt;flying scissors&lt;br&gt;should i start rolling my eyes like lm&lt;br&gt;i dunno how anyway&lt;br&gt;vv bought a dollie in town ytd&lt;br&gt;refuse to show me today&lt;br&gt;she said &lt;em&gt;DUSTY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;fine. crazie old bitch&lt;br&gt;she even tug that dollie in bed&lt;br&gt;nuts&lt;br&gt;somehow i love jackie&lt;br&gt;but i will never do that&lt;br&gt;unless i lose my soul&lt;br&gt;poor her got CIP today&lt;br&gt;gonna rush for dnt and CIP&lt;br&gt;xin ku ni le ah ma&lt;br&gt;i'm an evil baby slut&lt;br&gt;right old bitch?&lt;br&gt;haha.&lt;br&gt;running late now&lt;p&gt;my busy life;&lt;br&gt;give me no spare time;&lt;br&gt;to feel heartbreak cause i'm numbed by work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112510610321622698?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112504382267089497</id><published>2005-08-26T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:10:23.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>52 days to Os&lt;br&gt;bloody bastard replied my mail only at 2pm&lt;br&gt;i skipped class&lt;br&gt;aniwae got nth to do&lt;br&gt;he keep venting his anger on us&lt;br&gt;late and he claimed it's &lt;b&gt;partly&lt;/b&gt; his fault&lt;br&gt;wth has it gonna do wib us&lt;br&gt;if you are early&lt;br&gt;would the boys be having fun?&lt;br&gt;stop pushing all the blame to us&lt;br&gt;bloody bastard&lt;br&gt;lubbie went back wif cal and gang&lt;br&gt;i'm not going&lt;br&gt;he can kill me if he wan&lt;br&gt;shoot me and mr tan again&lt;br&gt;wad's the prob wif this fatso man&lt;br&gt;admit you are lousy! &lt;b&gt;LOSER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;stop blaming mr tan ok&lt;br&gt;i am the one being rebellious&lt;br&gt;and u made me cursed u for the past 3 entries&lt;br&gt;bloody bastard&lt;br&gt;get out of my life&lt;br&gt;the thief strikes again today&lt;br&gt;baby lost 50 bucks&lt;br&gt;i shall curse that thief&lt;br&gt;admit now if u did take her money&lt;br&gt;or i let u suffer double&lt;br&gt;if i catch u red-handed&lt;br&gt;i'll make you vomit out all that you took&lt;br&gt;bought my lil pig from action city just now&lt;br&gt;so cute&lt;br&gt;i gonna go get my wine glass now&lt;br&gt;shall end here&lt;br&gt;gonna entertain my old woman at yahoo pool&lt;p&gt;as i walked alone;&lt;br&gt;i looked around me;&lt;br&gt;i realise things haf changed other den my broken heart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112504382267089497?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112497858426279377</id><published>2005-08-25T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:08:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>53 days to Os.&lt;br&gt;attitude him&lt;br&gt;like i care&lt;br&gt;artefact dun works&lt;br&gt;gonna use another way&lt;br&gt;wth. rahhs;&lt;br&gt;early dismissal tmr&lt;br&gt;yet he wanna haf class at 1pm&lt;br&gt;the whole world gonna rot&lt;br&gt;just to wait for him&lt;br&gt;who is he&lt;br&gt;idiotic freak&lt;br&gt;tired week&lt;br&gt;i wanted to rest the whole of tmr&lt;br&gt;and now i cant&lt;br&gt;thanks to that bastard&lt;br&gt;old woman msg me during lesson&lt;br&gt;she say she's bored&lt;br&gt;diaos.&lt;br&gt;crazy old woman&lt;br&gt;think she miss me too much&lt;br&gt;makan pizza today&lt;br&gt;finally. end of my craving for pizzas&lt;br&gt;bb's back to school&lt;br&gt;enterprise day&lt;br&gt;whatever; non of my business&lt;br&gt;lubbie wanna go back early instead of 1pm&lt;br&gt;he wanted to tell that idiot&lt;br&gt;but he din reply&lt;br&gt;shit him&lt;br&gt;he only replied my mail at 4 am ytd&lt;br&gt;who the hell would be reading&lt;br&gt;pea brains&lt;p&gt;when i walk alone;&lt;br&gt;i realise the emptiness in me;&lt;br&gt;the feeling of lost.. and fear;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112497858426279377?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112497858426279377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112497858426279377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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deadline&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;anger and frustrations&lt;br&gt;what's tt damn face for&lt;br&gt;i din owe u a single thing&lt;br&gt;hate you to the core&lt;br&gt;sickening&lt;br&gt;dun feel like seeing him&lt;br&gt;dun feel like attendin his class tmr&lt;br&gt;feel like killing him;&lt;br&gt;scratch his car;&lt;br&gt;burn his house down&lt;br&gt;idiotic freak&lt;br&gt;i'm turning into a sadist&lt;br&gt;overwhelm by stress&lt;br&gt;filled with anger and frustrations&lt;br&gt;all because of him&lt;br&gt;i'll be handling him&lt;br&gt;one to one tmr&lt;br&gt;cuz sw wun be around&lt;br&gt;it seemed that we haf to start a war&lt;br&gt;cuz god dun allow me to run away&lt;br&gt;bump into him on and off&lt;br&gt;wth? dammit&lt;br&gt;i simply just hate him&lt;br&gt;early dismissal on fri&lt;br&gt;dun expect me to go back&lt;br&gt;and fuck off&lt;br&gt;bring ur idiotic arrogant face wif you&lt;br&gt;you ruin my life&lt;br&gt;i'm gonna make u get back double&lt;br&gt;i mean what i sae&lt;br&gt;idiotic bastard.&lt;p&gt;i rather it was just a mistake;&lt;br&gt;it hurts so much inside;&lt;br&gt;da words sent me a million tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112487501607394935?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112487501607394935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112487501607394935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112487501607394935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112487501607394935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-entrie-is-goinn-to-be-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112480023514049907</id><published>2005-08-23T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T20:30:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;55 days to Os&lt;br&gt;3 days to dnt deadline&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;emotions; sad, angry&lt;br&gt;sw got 'scolded' cause of me&lt;br&gt;i'm sorrie&lt;br&gt;i deliberately rejected lim's idea&lt;br&gt;i wanna have my own rights&lt;br&gt;at least for my own grades&lt;br&gt;i'm infuriated&lt;br&gt;he lectured sw in front of me&lt;br&gt;it's not his fault&lt;br&gt;he's just unhappy with me&lt;br&gt;hais. sorry sw.&lt;br&gt;he specially came back&lt;br&gt;he supposed to be out wif friends&lt;br&gt;me again&lt;br&gt;wasted his time&lt;br&gt;wasted his effort&lt;br&gt;so sorrie&lt;br&gt;he gave me a pat on my shoulder&lt;br&gt;saying everything's gonna be ok. relax&lt;br&gt;dun get so stressed up&lt;br&gt;but thinking of lim&lt;br&gt;make me wanna dump dnt aside&lt;br&gt;feel like strangling him&lt;br&gt;that idiotic smile&lt;br&gt;my bombarded brain&lt;br&gt;smack his face;&lt;p&gt;heartbroken smile;&lt;br&gt;my heart bled;&lt;br&gt;still hurt like before..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112480023514049907?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112480023514049907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112471973112653826</id><published>2005-08-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:13:25.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;56 day to Os&lt;br&gt;4 days to dnt deadline&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;tired. sleepy me.&lt;br&gt;knocked off after sanding my wood.&lt;br&gt;hope my wood pass this round.&lt;br&gt;old women keep pestering for my entry&lt;br&gt;hey jackie&lt;br&gt;buang maths mock&lt;br&gt;sw talked to me during lunch time&lt;br&gt;shopping wib him tmr&lt;br&gt;cancelled. my mum got smth.&lt;br&gt;he called me&lt;br&gt;maybe it can be used&lt;br&gt;dnt after class tmr&lt;br&gt;tired and stressed up.&lt;p&gt;set me free;&lt;br&gt;let me soar up high to my dreams;&lt;br&gt;bring it down to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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back;&lt;br&gt;leaving my footprints behind;&lt;br&gt;walking along with his shadow&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112461419781439028?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112461419781439028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112461419781439028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112461419781439028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112461419781439028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/57days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112454567858945376</id><published>2005-08-20T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:47:58.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;58 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;studie day.&lt;br&gt;fun and fruitful.&lt;br&gt;citylink mall. sw lied to me.&lt;br&gt;ps. no avail.&lt;br&gt;he called me around 8pm.&lt;br&gt;he attending meeting at cityhall area.&lt;br&gt;he looking it for me at suntec.&lt;br&gt;so nice of him. my idol.&lt;br&gt;i was told to try too.&lt;br&gt;well. whatever.&lt;br&gt;met farnie ppl today.&lt;br&gt;tonnes of them.&lt;br&gt;busy streets. squeezy shopping area.&lt;br&gt;old women on the loose.&lt;br&gt;she's nuts. boredom led her nuts.&lt;br&gt;lm wore a skirt todae.&lt;br&gt;dnt stress.&lt;br&gt;skreams.&lt;p&gt;misty skies;&lt;br&gt;da secrets of the lost mascara.&lt;br&gt;millions of unspoken words;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112454567858945376?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112454567858945376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112454567858945376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112454567858945376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stressed. anxious.&lt;br&gt;shit lim. sw rawks.&lt;br&gt;leen's bdae. happie burfdae.&lt;br&gt;saw a sour grape beside her.&lt;br&gt;mascara lost. sad.&lt;br&gt;curse the thief.&lt;br&gt;skipped accounts class. pastamania.&lt;br&gt;shopping. relieve stress; lethargic&lt;br&gt;sw finally called. wee.&lt;br&gt;sicko pestering us. priscillia and edmund.&lt;br&gt;uclers for that sicko liar.&lt;br&gt;idiotic. craps. time and money wasted.&lt;br&gt;research to do. stress to cope&lt;p&gt;deep breath;&lt;br&gt;devil lim and angel sw;&lt;br&gt;unlockin da secrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112444431398617377?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112444431398617377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;60 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;the maid. no kick.&lt;br&gt;my rating half a star.&lt;br&gt;typical spore film&lt;br&gt;lim on mc.&lt;br&gt;he took over.&lt;br&gt;i dunnoe his name. sorrie.&lt;br&gt;stressed up. problems surfacing.&lt;br&gt;he said it's ok.&lt;br&gt;can't stand his sudd stares.&lt;br&gt;startled me.&lt;br&gt;maths nerd.&lt;br&gt;buried by maths.&lt;p&gt;let my dreams fly;&lt;br&gt;wander to where they belong.&lt;br&gt;laughter filled wif a lil emptiness;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112437061368023191?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112437061368023191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;61 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;studies.&lt;br&gt;havoc. chaos.&lt;br&gt;flunk today's phy mock.&lt;br&gt;poa test tmr.&lt;br&gt;filled with uncertainty.&lt;br&gt;4 periods of dnt tmr&lt;br&gt;wanna get it done asap&lt;br&gt;sick of tt sub.&lt;p&gt;let me fly;&lt;br&gt;pain remains. time aint gonna turn back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112428216790032509?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112428216790032509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112428216790032509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112428216790032509'/><link 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again when i'm on the bus. am i really happy the way i am now. why did my heart hurts so much again. why did i feel so tired. why am i so blur. why do i keep doing the wrong things. why..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112409970507928198?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112409970507928198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112409970507928198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112409970507928198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112409970507928198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/63-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112400929922777091</id><published>2005-08-14T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T16:51:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=darkgray&gt;64 days to Os.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;history revision. eng Os oral; sighs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112400929922777091?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112400929922777091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112400929922777091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112400929922777091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112400929922777091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/64-days-to-os.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112392776366451849</id><published>2005-08-13T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T18:55:36.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>65 more days to my Os.&lt;br&gt;i'm still here.&lt;br&gt;unsure of my own emotions and the route i'm gonna take.&lt;br&gt;i still dont wish to talk to anyone.&lt;br&gt;i still dont wish to eat a thing&lt;br&gt;i dont wish to do anything.&lt;br&gt;stayed up till morning.&lt;br&gt;till i'm real tired.&lt;br&gt;and hopefully i wont think a single bit.&lt;br&gt;but i cant do it.&lt;br&gt;home.&lt;br&gt;a place flooded of memories of him and me.&lt;br&gt;they days he sent me home.&lt;br&gt;holding my lil hand&lt;br&gt;giving me the security&lt;br&gt;that everything's gonna be fine.&lt;br&gt;the days i had dinner with him.&lt;br&gt;the days we hugging one another chatting.&lt;br&gt;the very sunday he was by my side&lt;br&gt;when i was grieving over my grandpa's death.&lt;br&gt;wiping off my tears with his hand&lt;br&gt;telling me i still have him.&lt;br&gt;the days he will pull me and tell me not to jay walk.&lt;br&gt;and..&lt;br&gt;the day he told me we can never be together ever again. [10.08.05]&lt;br&gt;the previous time he said that was on 06.09.03.&lt;br&gt;my heart fell again for the same reason he gave.&lt;br&gt;the rejections he keep repeating&lt;br&gt;the number of times i was hurt.&lt;br&gt;the amount of blood and tears&lt;br&gt;that was dripping and shedding for him.&lt;br&gt;i still have a copy of his open diary.&lt;br&gt;the time when we broke up each and every entry of his od&lt;br&gt;was printed out. bined.&lt;br&gt;i read it everytime.&lt;br&gt;even when i have him by my side.&lt;br&gt;all that he haf said&lt;br&gt;No worries! I will not give up something so precious in my life so easily ~ don't be sad ... You moi zai ! =D&lt;BR&gt;My body also aching .... as you know just went to gym.. Try to pass hor ! i mean your phy test~ Pass is better than fail right ? =D Take care !&lt;br&gt;Hope that tomorrow will be a better day for you ! and .. sorry for calling Tony a monkey and shoes ... Goodbye ! =D&lt;br&gt;he used to tease me saying tony sun looks like a monkey.&lt;br&gt;Take care ! Don't stay up too late ... Sleep tight, dear !&lt;br&gt;He's a real lamer lor. But very funny ! Make my day sia ~ =)&lt;br&gt;Try not to fall too much hor !! Good luck for your next lesson and the rest of the week ~ Take care =D&lt;BR&gt;I thought my classmates the lamest lamer liao, yi san hai you yi san gao sia ! She is the UnDisputed Lamest Champion!&lt;br&gt;I saw you too !! Three times ~ except that time when i was near the general ~ Hope tomorrow you will be having fun !! Take care&lt;BR&gt;Very Fresh Look !! perfectly ok ~ Well Done !&lt;BR&gt;It's rather lengthy ... but Well Done ! =D&lt;br&gt;I want to see you one lor .. if you can realise .. i'm always "peeping" at you lor ... when you saw me i turned back.. i still very pai say ... i'm sorry for everthing ..&lt;br&gt;O.o" say until like i always scold you like that de ... don't have hor !! i'm not angry lar fan yi ban de xinxin!&lt;br&gt;Relax !!! must get used to it lor ... upper secdonary e maths and a maths ... 90% related to graphs de ..&lt;br&gt;all the best tml! =D&lt;br&gt;7 aug was his last note left in my od.&lt;br&gt;sobs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112392776366451849?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112392776366451849/comments/default' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112383285262728385</id><published>2005-08-12T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T15:52:33.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>barred from eng O's oral for the time being.&lt;br&gt;she said emotionally unstable.&lt;br&gt;i dont need anyone to escort me home.&lt;br&gt;let me be alone.&lt;br&gt;if you fear my wound.&lt;br&gt;dont look at my hand.&lt;br&gt;i know i look like a living dead.&lt;br&gt;dont look at me if you fear my pale look.&lt;br&gt;if you cant bear to see me cry.&lt;br&gt;stay away from me from now on.&lt;br&gt;perhaps just leave your tissues behind.&lt;br&gt;if you expect me to talk to you&lt;br&gt;you will be disappointed.&lt;br&gt;sorrie for resisting to all of you physically, mentally, verbally.&lt;br&gt;sorrie to hurt anyone if i struggled and hit any of you on ur face or wherever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;i apologise for what i have done. i dunno when i will stand up again. i duno if i will make it to my Os. you may say i'm stupid. i'm dumb. you may say i'm a failure. i admit to each and everyone of them. setbacks do bring me back. like now. i know in probably a few months time he will be holding another girl's hand. i know whatever happens he will not return. whether i die or whether i continue hurting myself. i just want to lessen the pain i have. i'm sorrie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112383285262728385?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112383285262728385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112383285262728385' 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on?.. am i going to get back ur reply with the word 'pointless' again?.. haix..&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Love feels no burden,&lt;BR&gt;thinks nothing of trouble,&lt;BR&gt;attempts what is above its strength,&lt;BR&gt;pleads no excuse of impossibility...&lt;br&gt;It is therefore able to undertake all things,&lt;br&gt;and it completes many things,&lt;BR&gt;and warrants them to take effect,&lt;br&gt;where he who does not love would faint and lie down.&lt;br&gt;Love is watchful and sleeping&lt;br&gt;Though weary, it is not tired;&lt;br&gt;though pressed, it is not straitened;&lt;br&gt;though alarmed, it is not confounded...&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112367908086143229?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112367908086143229/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112365590197566081</id><published>2005-08-10T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:40:14.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tears. i'm really not hungry not tired not thirsty. let me be. i cant go on doing my dnt. i spoilt all my papers. i've ruin all my work. i wun be handing in i guess. must god really make my life so miserable. bring me up high and drop me straight down so hard. i wan him back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112365590197566081?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112365590197566081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>swollen eyes. my tears keep falling. din sleep well. slept with tears rolling down. everytime i tried to sleep. i woke up all of a sudd and see flashbacks of me and him. 10.25am. i decided to wake up. look at my eyes. they suffered.&lt;p&gt;no appetite. nothing seemed to get through my mind. just alort of whys and heartbreaks. i'm still not his type of girl. i couldnt make it to his burfday. the day i was looking forward to. why did you get people to take care of me. why cant it be you. you made the last call. i cant choose anything.&lt;P&gt;what's the point of consoling me. you noe it wun works. will i cry infont of my Os oral invigilators tml. will i make it throughh and pass my Os. will i make it through my life. it's all a mystery to mee.&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will continue to wait. even if it takes forever. i noe you wun come back to me. another gal might enter ur life. but my feelings for you is still there and it will stay. i really love you. say i'm stubborn. stupid. whatever. cuz i really never wanna let go. having you was the happiest thing i ever had though we quarrels and come with disagreements at times. i will never forget all the things you did for me. trying to make me smile though you know it's hard. i duno how to express my feelings for you infront of you. but i really love you alot. maybe you still insist this to be a history and insist i move on. i duno. but i really wished you to be back with me. you are very important to me in my life. i know i cant bring back the faded feelings. cant have a place in your heart anymore. whatever i'm saying now i know i will get back the word 'pointless' from you. but i really want to keep this relationship. make you the terminal of my life.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112364981257941273?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112361783626966439</id><published>2005-08-10T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:00:50.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we ended our 14 months relationship. it's the end. we are now friends. just friends. sobs. &lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;penknife;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112361783626966439?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112361783626966439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112361783626966439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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was not done. what was not suppose to be done i've done them all. i know my weakness i know i hadnt done enuff for you at all. my time was spent either with myself, my friends or studies. i left you out. i'm sorry. i'm weak at this. i admitted long ago. i couldnt keep up my promises. sorry. perhaps i was just to selfish. afraid to hurt myself all over again. afraid to haf history to repeat itself. afraid.. of losing you again. i neglected you. your feelings. sorry can never make up for all that i've neglected.. dui bu qi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112361054622336825?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112361054622336825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>charlie and the chocolate factory rawks. stupid baldiee monster told me not nice. hello you do not know how to appreciate the movie man. no taste. and to all those freaks who told me it aint nice. same goes to you guys man. no taste. check ya taste buds! boo`&lt;P&gt;the ndp this year kind of boring. well that's what i think. maybe i have some taste buds problem here too. shooting stars started. catch it guys! sly's on tv. wee. no jeering please. hehe.&lt;p&gt;support shooting stars! catch charlie and the chocolate factory. dont listen to people's craps. the movie rawks. i love willy wonka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112359155069840077?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112359155069840077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112359155069840077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112359155069840077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112359155069840077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/charlie-and-chocolate-factory-rawks.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112350729706255423</id><published>2005-08-08T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T21:30:35.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. firstly, i suppose there's alot of aug 8 babies so wish all aug 8 babies a very happy birthday whether i know or do not know you. hehe.&lt;p&gt;school is a waste of time today. everything pobably sounds quite stupid to me. yar that's what i think. The master parade was cool but gc acted as though she's the president. and she spoilt everything. yucks. mr minjoot finally sang today. he sounded horrible. &lt;i&gt;"are you in the choir??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was out wif pplm and doughnut. shopping at bugis for leen's birthday gift. well cannot say what we finally bought for her here of course. there's alot of hunks at Bugis. oopx. =X well as usual bb ps us again. sheesh.&lt;p&gt;going for movie tomorrow. probably gonna spend my day out with my friends. catch shooting stars tomorrow on channel 5.&lt;p&gt;thinking back to last year we were participating in the Ndp. our grumbles, tears, sweat and the satisfaction we get after everything. so nice. hee.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ndp.org.sg/icherish/mmas/images/2004/Pictures/2004_Celebrations_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;p&gt;sighs* am i just not the type of girl you wanted. or is talking to me making ur life bored. *walks off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112350729706255423?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112350729706255423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112350729706255423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112350729706255423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112350729706255423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112335781012499430</id><published>2005-08-07T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T03:52:58.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's almost 4 am in the morning now. yes 93.3 playing jay's yi lu xiang bei. still up. just finished playing msn solitaire with pplm. cool huh. up at this time playing games. screw loosed. going to bed now. hope the day ahead for me will be a better day. goodnight.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;[bring tie on monday guys.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112335781012499430?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112334251852941719</id><published>2005-08-06T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:35:18.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dammit. today is just not my day. i'm damn down on my luck. my fone just went dead for nothing! and i cant get a new one until i pass my Os. wth. complained for so long to my mum. today is really an unlucky day. peeps dun bother to msg me or call me until MY O'S ARE OVER! argh.&lt;p&gt;play games wif pplm. lost every game like crazy. wth is going on today. i'm feeling so shit today. jere is mad. keep showing me his tons of pictures taken here and there. mad guy.&lt;P&gt;bad day. i'm so angrie. i hate today. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112323840485793570</id><published>2005-08-05T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T18:41:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just woke up from my afternoon nap. finally i get to sleep for as long as i want. plus my area was so quiet in the afternoon. so nice. my mum did not cook today. duh. i'm having a little sore throat still. it better go off before my english O's oral.&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory/_group_photos/adam_godley1.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I want to watch Charliee and The Chocolate Factory!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_themaidnew.gif"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The maid rawks too. out on 18 this month. wee. deadline for dnt submission 26 aug. oh man. tight schedule. i really wonder why are we so way behind everyone. did lim really had diarrhoea that often. hmmm. ja rushed through maths revision. almost drove me nuts. though i managed to follow but i'm like chasing after her. siaos.&lt;p&gt;monday we will be dismissed at 10.30am. cheers deyians! but this year is truly a very different and mad year. every specific events were carried out in a different way. guess what? celebrating national day with full school uniform and our ties. freak. shit gc. not looking forward to teachers' day. duh.&lt;p&gt;i really wonder why has it to be popping out within us. don't she find that she's like a thorn between us? two different worlds and she insisted to enter this world. will this create a second disruption to our world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112316615069669763</id><published>2005-08-04T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T22:35:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired for the whole of today.  so restless so moody. plus the weather makes me just wanna hide under my blanket and take a good and comfy rest. everyone just keep asking if i'm alright. they are all thinking i'm depressed or something. i'm not. i'm fine.&lt;p&gt;leen was quiet the whole morning. only got to know what exactly happened when we went out after school. what can i say. guys are all the same. they are the most selfish creatures on earth. all they think is how they feel, how girls treat them. have they ever think about the reverse? how their gf feel? whether he is treating his gf well and stuffs? all they know is breaking up and patching up as and when they like. is that the way they were created or what? the doc gave every male babies a selfish vaccine when they were borned? sighs. some crazy ones kicked up a big fuss and i find it so idiotic. it's ridiculous anyway. so linkless and it's craps.&lt;p&gt;ng bluffed us. waited for her for chem today. supposingly we thought there is but there aint any. funny right. both teachers and students got confused. wth is going on. dnt lesson. an ex deyi student, currently a rich designer came and gave us a small talk on designing. i must say he rawks. he's so talented but of course i'm wondering if the stuffs he mentioned really helps at this point of time. poa class cancelled tomorrow. finally an early friday i'll get dismissed. love ya hoon. oops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112306594610222754</id><published>2005-08-03T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:45:46.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pipette was down for 4 days detention because she mistook today's class as yesterday's so she strolled to school. pity her. open your eyes pipette. stop shooting so fast and miss your target. see what i mean.&lt;p&gt;i lost my maths mock P1. wonder where it ran to. stop hiding. "come out come out wherever you are..." the line said by dakota fanning in the movie "hide and seek". hahas. ja cant find my paper either. well, wait till my paper had enough of sight-seeing and perhaps come back to me soon.&lt;p&gt;bb's not in school today. mich sat with us. she was "disturbed" by zx or rather having a good time with him. hey mv. get jealous now. boo` hahas. leen got her new pink spects on. gosh her spects cool. haha. it rawked the whole class today. everyone was borrowing her spects and snapping pics of themselves with it. someone's jealous and she's giving a jealous look. it's not me. hahas. me and my gangies know. shh.&lt;p&gt;lim msg me. twice. screw loose. cant be bothered anyway. i'm busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112306594610222754?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112306594610222754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112306594610222754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112306594610222754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112306594610222754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/pipette-was-down-for-4-days-detention.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112298298921805930</id><published>2005-08-02T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T19:43:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>english mock exam. rainy afternoon. weather's perfect for a good sleep. failed maths mock. have extra classes for the whole week. i'm dying. duh.&lt;p&gt;chinese class was fun. mdm loke was telling us some ghost stories. oh man i love it. it's so hilarious. laughing my hearts out. oops. should i be screaming and shivering away? ghost festive just round the corner. =X continued the ghastly stuffs after mock at amk mac with pipette, cow and dn.&lt;p&gt;have to finish up my maths paper later. four siix getting mad over numbers! we wanna get out of it! rahhs.- the assembly today wasted alot of time though tt doc broke the world record for travelling 7 continents in 70 days. yea whatever. duh. feel asleep twice during the talk. wth.&lt;p&gt;san had a new haircut. botak. wth. but he look neater. his hair rocks. i started touching his hair and everyone followed. hee. he got so irritated. haha. serve him right. keep disturbing me all the time. freako. pe tomorrow. maths class after school. spare me from maths. skreams.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112298298921805930?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112298298921805930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112298298921805930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112298298921805930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112298298921805930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/english-mock-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112290642488756045</id><published>2005-08-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T22:27:04.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>should i be grumbling about the amiss sweetness in my life? been brooding over since yesterday. envy all the candiee couples around. so sweet. what about me? where's my candiee love.&lt;p&gt;communication cut down. i'm hiding at a dark corner. alone. emotional break down. again. what's wrong? can someone tell me.&lt;p&gt;flunk my accounts mock today. though i keep asking hoon questions. well, i give up on mock though it's going to reflect on my CA. went home straight after mock. met zx on the bus. crapping with her throughout the journey. she's cute. mb look as pale as before. look at his restless face. little pricky beards growing around his face. i must say i really pity him. why should a normal person become so stressed up and depressed. did not manage to catch up with him lately. cheer up mb.&lt;p&gt;cant mug for the time being. my brain seemed to get corked up. can't memorize a single thing. i have no idea what's stopping me. i'm worried for my chinese O's results. probably release next week. i think i'm probably gonna get a B4 or even worse. sighs. no hope for it. pray-&lt;p&gt;where's my guardian angel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112290642488756045?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112290642488756045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112290642488756045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112290642488756045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112290642488756045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/08/should-i-be-grumbling-about-amiss.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112278576942445735</id><published>2005-07-31T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T12:57:51.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm up at 9am this morning to finish up the remaining work i have for this weekend. my cme project was finally done. a piece of paper full of craps. i'm only having my breakfast now. it's already past noon. i'm still left with my mathematics revision paper and poa mock revision. i think this is going to be another nightmare for me. another mock another weak subject.&lt;p&gt;this fanfic rocks. it's about leon. hee. read it guys! it's damn interesting and hilarious. click &lt;a href="http://www.winglin.net/fanfic/2504/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; don't think i'm crazy. i'm not okay. i really find it very interesting. hee.&lt;p&gt;duh. long day tomorrow. i'm gonna cry for this endless stressful days. should thank god that national day is round the corner and i get 2 and a half day of rest. my boy's having his common test soon. why are all students leading such a pathetic life lately? wth. are they trying to promote mental hospitals in singapore? or introducing new drinks, oozed out brain juice? nuts. give me a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112278576942445735?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112278576942445735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112278576942445735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112278576942445735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112278576942445735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-up-at-9am-this-morning-to-finish-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112264700860700536</id><published>2005-07-29T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T22:23:28.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally another week ended. a week closer to my prelims, O's and mocks. mb is back today. he don't look quite well to me. he's pale. teachers are as usual. scolding us like mad. i think js is the best man. hard way don't works she go on the soft way but it don't works either. accounts class was alright. disturb mui after class. she got flood by my words and became speechless. wee* i rawks. [wonder if she managed to board her plane to china.] sl is not here today! my free period. moving at a slow pace for maths. i know it's not a good sign but well. can't help it.&lt;p&gt;quite a big pile of homework for this week end. i'm suffocating. i need a breather. i'm missing da sentosa's sun. water. sand. beach volleyball. and sakae sushi! yumyum*&lt;p&gt; wei choong and ruth was out of the competition yesterday. wth. all those who can sing is practically out. only a few is still in. it's so unfair. duh. whatever.&lt;p&gt;waiting for gc to go. she shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112264700860700536?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112264700860700536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112264700860700536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112264700860700536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112264700860700536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally-another-week-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112256363650559196</id><published>2005-07-28T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T23:13:56.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from mummiee's farewell dinner. went cafe cartel wif tonnes of ppl. arlene, lao mao, sher, xy, ken, as, kl, cs, nick, hq, des, lm, mee, mummiee and tt big bully. bleah. was quite a nice outing. except that big bully keep disturbing me. hummpf. ps them and went strolling at j8 with pris. we didn't went to k-pool to find them afterall. we went straight home. hate that big bully. boo. as finally returned me my money! after like 6 months or somthing? so touched! i long forgot about it. he returned it to me automatically. oh man. nice guy. thankew. got to sleep now. goodnight. hugs and kisses for everyone*&lt;BR&gt;just for mr luke tay jian he. kindly quit smoking. you know it leads you nowhere. it's not cool and it's not something stylo milo. go and drink milo instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112256363650559196?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112256363650559196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112256363650559196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112256363650559196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112256363650559196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-from-mummiees-farewell-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112253635033252669</id><published>2005-07-28T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:21:41.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday aloy.&lt;br&gt;i guess this is the first time this month i get to blog so early. my first day of the week that i get to come home early without having to attend extra classes or get stressed up with mock exams. it's my day today. [i hope]&lt;p&gt;later going for dinner with josie mummiee and a bunch of people because mummiee will be leaving deyi. wonder who will take over her. duh. probably it gonna be non of my business. for what reason would i wanna go there anyway right. bless my juniors then. my qing ai de mummiee hope you faster find a job and don't forget us okay? love ya.&lt;p&gt;2 more months to my darling O's. i'm starting my revision soon. probably end of this month. teacher's "begging" us to study. principal's sudden appearance in class. duh. "hey pull up your socks!" i'm dying of stress and insufficient sleep. save me.&lt;p&gt;mdm loke says mb fainted twice yesterday and was on mc today. stress has found another companion. freak. hey mb don't befriend with depression okay. they ain't friendly. hope he get well soon. jue dui superstar! winks*&lt;p&gt;what the hell is missing from my artefact...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112253635033252669?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112253635033252669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112253635033252669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112253635033252669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112253635033252669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-aloy.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112248196198821706</id><published>2005-07-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T00:32:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is not my day. first my request to get stripped off my head position finally got approved and because of that i got lectured by that blardiee teacher. wtf is wrong with my attitude? i did all the work. have you ever wonder wtf the other committee members have been doing? nuts man. go to hell. should have argued with her why should i even control my temper. it's not my fault man. you blardiee teacher. one more word from you and i'll start war with you. fucking old bitch.&lt;p&gt;now still struggling with my maths homework. wth man. i noe basically like 20%? sheesh. pplm went off to bed without finishing. that lazy woman. always like that. ss mock today was fantastic only like 13 of us stayed for it. i mean 4 got caught back halfway by chia that's why there's a total of 13 otherwise it's only 9.&lt;p&gt;i'm in a shitty mood now. work unable to complete. look at the time. wth. may all my subject teachers be down with some kind of illness tomorrow. give me a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112248196198821706?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112248196198821706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112248196198821706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112248196198821706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112248196198821706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-is-not-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112238018253271608</id><published>2005-07-26T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T20:16:22.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rainy day. cool weather. my favourite. quite a tiring day in school. maths period was the worse one. got back maths mock paper one. only scored 27 over a total of 80. that's atrocious. can't imagine my paper 2. sighs. maths nightmare waving at me again.&lt;p&gt;gret should be at mediacorp watching the guys semi-finals now. should have accompanied her but nobody wants to go together with me. plus mock tomorrow. sorry gret. jyc said she owe us a treat for getting her first pay. so nice of her. i'm waiting. lols.&lt;p&gt;no comments about what happened earlier on. it's all craps and i have no idea what exactly was going on. and because of that i had a slight tiff wif my boy and i told him i hated him. sighs. sorry. i didn't mean it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112238018253271608?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112238018253271608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112238018253271608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112238018253271608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112238018253271608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/rainy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112229524475891062</id><published>2005-07-25T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:40:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alex's birthday! happy birthday wild boar! oops. headache day. stressing with maths sums for mock exam today. my brain almost got oozed out from my head. probably it will look like crushed beancurd or probably taste like it. i don't know. worse still it started drizzling when i was about to leave school. duh. guess what. i saw ah gong at the traffic light. why is ah ma not with me. sheesh.&lt;p&gt;lucky no mock tomorrow. rest for a day and continue on wednesday. sheeesh. just remembered got chinese test tomorrow. sian. save me. sighs. i just want to sleep for one whole day. i'm tired. i'm falling sick. i'm stressed up.&lt;p&gt;we got a new friend now. priscillia is her name. sweet eh? hehe. think she gonna come here and say:"shit you guys!" again. stop shitting on people pris. it stinks. try to adapt to your name. it rocks.&lt;p&gt;teachers are crappy these days. go away. worse than my nose irritation. mc got a lizard on his back. he claimed it's a dragon but in no way it resemble a dragon. it is a lizard. he promised if he sings in class tomorrow i have the right to cut off his hair. ain't that great? other then the barber and he himself i get the priority to come in contact with it! wait for a cool hairstyling show tomorrow guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112218810140957001</id><published>2005-07-24T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T14:55:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's almost the end of another weekend. tomorrow will be a new week. start of another mock exams week. also another week nearer to prelims to Os. i want to push myself but on the other hand my mind is losing control. how do i survive now. just imagine i'm feeling nothing for my Os which is just few months away. sighs.&lt;p&gt; just finish my ss stuffs and mailed it to el. most cute thing of the day. i just woke up and my bf sent me an sms ask me to search the weather forecast for him to check i jurong will be raining. it took me quite a while to crawl out from my room and on the com. yes the whole singapore will be having showers after 12noon. i still have homeworks untouched. maths P2 tomorrow. jia youu bahh. my song take some time to load.. so wait a while. it's worth it okay. leon's forever love. pre-monday blues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112218810140957001?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112218810140957001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112218810140957001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112218810140957001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112218810140957001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-almost-end-of-another-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112213396806295604</id><published>2005-07-23T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:52:48.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back for dnt class today. after that met up with lm, cal and bb. set off to town to get tons of gifts because there's alot of birthday babies. going bankrupt soon. had our dinner at cineleisure's bk. some kind of thai boxing going on at the ground floor. however, i must say the music they played for the event truly is annoying. we saw a stupid guy doing something idiotic outside bk. maybe he really got a tired hand like what cal said.&lt;p&gt;bb embarrassed herself today. haha. well, only i saw it. hee. she wanted to drink her barley without the straw because she forgot to put the straw in. okay i burst out laughing because she got this stupid facial expression. alot of funny things went on especially when we were reading teenage mag. peeps if you have not got it! purchase one now! you will get a chance to laugh your heart out because there's this "help" letter written to the `Dear kelly` section and that writer was asking about human body etc. whatever that guy is thinking is purely crazy and stupid. guess that was the most hilarious one ever. haha. headed to heeren after our meal. i guess i was blind. we entered the adidas shop. i saw my bf's friends who was walking behind my bf and both of them were like looking at me. obviously i looked back at them. guess what? i missed my bf. he was walking right infront of them. can you believe it? i guess i'm really blind. i only turned around when i heard someone talking and that's him. and i'm liked wth! i missed him? how could that be? duh. end of story. i still have no idea why he's doing there when i thought he's suppose to be working.&lt;p&gt;disturbing cal when we got back to amk. haha. she's like keep rahh-ing away because she did not managed to get back on me. haha. cal i'm evil remember? hahas. she's so nice. she accompanied me to wait for my bus. [159 is damn blardiee slow] pity her guys. i keep disturbing her while waiting. lols. lalalas~ anyway thanks darling. hee. and sorry to my real darling. i really didn't see you. =X&lt;p&gt;last but not least can't forget my birthdae babies today! happie burfday jk and rn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112213396806295604?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112213396806295604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112213396806295604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112213396806295604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112213396806295604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/went-back-for-dnt-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112203166651098228</id><published>2005-07-22T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T19:27:46.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/bayi.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;see! ling lao shi's picture in project superstar!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;sprained my wrist last night. i suppose when i was sleeping. it sounds stupid but i really have no idea how i did it. it just hurts when i woke up and i was unable to turn my wrist. it just keep having some kind of "cracking" sound when i move it up and down. duh.&lt;p&gt;yay. j says she going to inform teachers about the committee. probably i'm going to get stripped off my position. so glad it's going to end after all.&lt;p&gt;i got leon's autograph! thanks to lm. ai si ni! wahahaa. vina jealous liao. oops. but did not managed to take pics with sebas and leon because i did not go for the results last night. duh. [regrets] but i'm feeling okay with at least his autograph. look on the bright side. who knows i might see him out in street someday. perhaps i should try combing the whole of nyp engineering buildings to look for him. [just kidding] i said that for sebas's case too. i said i shall wait outside BB ite and follow him home. but everyone knows that's mere craps. singapore is small! [boo*]&lt;p&gt;today school's celebrating Racial Harmony. loads of craps basically. dedicated 2 songs today. ju li by jj and jian dan ai by jay. one for jk and alex because they are both turning 16 on the 23 and 25 respectively. another one is secret only my buddies knew because it's our plan. hee. but that blardiee alex stayed in the hall and missed the dedication to him and jk did not hear it. duh. disappointing.&lt;p&gt;niu damn &lt;i&gt;suay&lt;/i&gt; today. some fucking freaks spit from upstairs and we were sitting outside the general office. i must really say tt whoever that blardiee fucker is really got damn lots of saliva because it's not just a small puddle but a damn blardiee big pool of saliva. it just happen to land on her left shoulder and she thought someone tapped her or something. it took quite a while for her to actually notice that mini swimming pool on her. someone said maybe that freak is trying to spit of cd but aiming just shucks. haha. after her deafening scream everyone scattered in case another swimming pool land. lol. we just have to learn from mr chia. start "cursing" that freak! i shall "curse" him with a terrible tooth decay! =X [god please don't blame me.] went for lunch wif niu and lm. crapped alot over there. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112203166651098228?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112203166651098228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112203166651098228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112203166651098228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112203166651098228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/see-ling-lao-shis-picture-in-project.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112186745348898191</id><published>2005-07-20T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:50:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FUCKING PISSED OFF. I DID NOT BLAME ANY OF YOU BUT IS IT REALLY THAT HARD TO JUST ASK FOR AN IDEA? WILL DIE? YOU WANT TO ARGUE. WHO THE FUCKING HELL HAVE BEEN HAVING EXAMS AFTER SCHOOL THESE DAYS, ATTENDING REMEDIALS AND EXTRA CLASSES. DAMN BLARDIEE LOTS OF PROJECTS ON HAND.. WHO? IT'S NOT YOU BUT ME. YOU WAN ARGUE. GO AHEAD. YOU TIRED I NOT TIRED HUH? MY HOMEWORK COMPARED TO YOU IS LIKE WHAT? PEANUTS? YOU DO NOT WANT TO DO RITE. FINE. JUST DON'T DO. I'M NOT GOING TO CARE ABOUT ANYTHING. ANYMORE! I HAD ENOUGH. ENOUGH WITH ALL THE CRAPS. I'M NOT EVEN GOING TO ATTEND THE FAREWELL CUM INVESTITURE THING. SO IT IS NON OF MY BUSINESS ANYMORE! I'M JUST WAITING TO GET STRIPPED OF MY HEAD POSITION. NO TESTIMONIALS BE IT. NO CCA POINTS BE IT. YOU STILL WANT TO KICK UP A BIG FUSS SO BE IT. I DID ALL I COULD. WHATEVER HAPPENS I AM NOT GOING TO BEAR A SINGLE RESPONSIBILITY. I HAVE MADE MYSELF CLEAR NOW. DO WHAT YOU LIKE. JUST DON'T PUT WORDS INTO MY MOUTH. ALL I KNOW IS THAT MY SIMPLE QUESTION WHAT GIFTS CAN YOU THINK OF TO GIVE THE SEC 1S IS NOT THAT HARD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112186745348898191?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112186745348898191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112186745348898191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112186745348898191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112186745348898191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-fucking-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112185927839450681</id><published>2005-07-20T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:34:38.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cold weather in the morning. rained for quite a while. almost late for school again. dead beat last night. last minute pops a maths remedial for the whole class today and we ended up doing nothing.&lt;p&gt;been "arguing" with muriel the whole day hoping to convince one another to vote for our favourite shiny star. well no conclusion for that but she keep insisting i go for the results tomorrow which only end at 12am. duh. i'm still thinking but eileen says i have to confirm with her in the evening and now is almost night. guess it is a little too late now. sorry mui. heex. lm never attend school cause she miss cab again. duh. you rocks man. haha.&lt;p&gt;sl is so noisy. forcing us to stay back to do our dnt coursework. crazy. i said no and he gave me that sickening look. freak. [you think you can force me? you are truly wrong man.] uh whatever. have to stay back and do it tomorrow. sucks.&lt;p&gt;vote for sebastian[M3] 1900-112-1003! and Leon[M2]!! 1900-112-1002! vote for them! send sms to 78277! okay i'm getting some screw loose now. duh. got to do my maths homework now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112185927839450681?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112185927839450681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112185927839450681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112185927839450681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112185927839450681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/cold-weather-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112185278599902104</id><published>2005-07-20T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T19:40:55.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>posting some pictures of sebas captured on monday in the studio.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sebastian%20leong/sebasgreenC.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;this was the card i was holding on to with sebas's chinese name on it.&lt;P&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sebastian%20leong/voteeforhimm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;the duet singing JJ's dou jiang you tiao&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sebastian%20leong/sebasvideoclipC.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;this was taken from the screen showing sebas's profile before he go on his solo item.&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sebastian%20leong/jjstyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;look at his outfit. it's cool! a little JJ's style. hao shuai!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/sebastian%20leong/ssingg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;he started singing.. cutee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112185278599902104?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112185278599902104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112185278599902104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112185278599902104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112185278599902104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/posting-some-pictures-of-sebas.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14480614.post-112177634915590923</id><published>2005-07-19T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:32:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so shucks right now. duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14480614-112177634915590923?l=promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/feeds/112177634915590923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14480614&amp;postID=112177634915590923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112177634915590923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14480614/posts/default/112177634915590923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://promiseex-withinn.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-feeling-so-shucks-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ping</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14485486746393966910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v498/euuandmee/heaven.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
