<?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-9701747</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:56:42.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just doin' my thnng*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-114744256568486296</id><published>2006-05-12T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T07:02:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVE MOVED. OR RATHER IVE CHANGED BLOG. IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE NEW SITE, JUST ASK. I'LL STILL USE THE BOARD HERE IN CASE ANYONE WANTS TO GET IN TOUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you there!:]]&lt;br /&gt;`a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-114744256568486296?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/114744256568486296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=114744256568486296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/114744256568486296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/114744256568486296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2006/05/moved.html' title='MOVED'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-114537065284623441</id><published>2006-04-18T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T07:30:52.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>late</title><content type='html'>ive decided to make a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;play the theme song DJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. i believe that i have been VERY lucky this wk. well, not only me but maria n dina too :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, dina won holla back crew tix.&lt;br /&gt;then, i won meet n greet passes. plus zouk tix.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, maria won more zouk tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im selling my zouk tix. cuz i cant go. hahs. i didnt bother to ask. the obvious ans is a big NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i hope they do get in cuz its 16 and above. and also, enjoy feasting their eyes on 5 handsome and talented lads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just wait for my husband to return. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars and mira just &lt;em&gt;CLASHH&lt;/em&gt; SO YEAH. &lt;br /&gt;story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, im not sad ppl. being sad is a waste of time and energy. it makes you less productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BIDDERS HURRY TEXT ME. im getting impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont fall into my state of sadness. the last time i got into that, it was distressing. and hopefully, i wont be depressed. hahs. being depressed is one of the worst conditions to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be floaty. haha. i think i just coined a TERM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good friday weekend was bad.&lt;br /&gt;crying makes your eyes hurt. till u cant close your eyes. so DONT cry.&lt;br /&gt;but i gt a bag out of it.&lt;br /&gt;bribery works. partially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRELIMS ORAL was fab :] i thot it was a breeze. can i have more orals please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// i want to go back to studying:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-114537065284623441?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/114537065284623441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=114537065284623441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/114537065284623441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/114537065284623441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2006/04/late.html' title='late'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113871464394956831</id><published>2006-01-31T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T05:37:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. *sudden revelation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my FIRST entry for yr 2006.&lt;br /&gt;which is 31 days late.&lt;br /&gt;cuz the month of JANNUARY is ending in abt 2.5 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to istana just now. supposed to go wif wawa, wanie n hafiz but promised M to go with her to get my prezzie so yupps. went with M instead tho planned to mt with the rest later.&lt;br /&gt;then, M wanted to check out the building, so fine, we went. had to pay two whole sgd. oh GOD. what a rip-off. but i keep reminding myself, ALL PROCEEDS GO TO CHARITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuh nice chandeliers, nice gifts, nice windows, nice tiles. the walls are SUPER white. but the carpets were DIRTTY! u could absolutely see 'cause the ends were black. anw, it's still nice. only viewing of first floor was allowed. so yes, i'm gonna be a volunteer next yr and get to go upstairs! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the state hall, there's this notice that says something abt QUEEN VICTORIA'S statue which was originally placed in the room was relocated to the lily pond outside... i thought it was hilarious y'know.. the Queen had to get out of the air-condd rm and stand under the hott sun.. and that she's probably rotting there. AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS that this brit heard my conversation wif M that he glaredd at me.&lt;br /&gt;i begg yah parrdenn sah___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall rest my numbbb legs.&lt;br /&gt;i think i lost a few kgs!&lt;br /&gt;but only to gain some by eating popcorn chicken. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skoolie tmr. BOO. life w/o sch wld be wayy more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113871464394956831?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113871464394956831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113871464394956831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113871464394956831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113871464394956831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113499882507470738</id><published>2005-12-19T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T05:27:05.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>L-O-L-O-L-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. listenin to tt ashlee/missy song...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so cheated mans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunt rly feel like typin anythn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gna gt into aromatheraphy/meditatin/spiritual writing so i gez i'll just be... off.&lt;br /&gt;2-3 days of soul searchin shld do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//till i find myself and whats to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113499882507470738?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113499882507470738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113499882507470738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113499882507470738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113499882507470738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/12/l-o-l-o-l-o-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113387847214841712</id><published>2005-12-06T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T06:14:32.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, 'explored' marina sq, suntec, esplanade wif wanie, khai, fad... today, 'ventured' far east, ngee ann city, shaw hse wif shaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's been at it again :[[[ okok i shant go out tis wk cuz nxt wk i'm gonna go out everyday except mon n fri.&lt;br /&gt;[[kant wait fer chalet!]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohs ohs.. the piano competition tt C is competin in... wells, it's been postponed to WEDNESDAY, 14TH DEC. hahs n how do i noe? my dear dear jr QH said tt SHE'S PARTICIPATIN TOO!!! whoaa!!! im soo proud of u yea... i noe im rootin for C n all bud i so want QH to win as well bud u can only haf one winner.. so wth.. hope u guys win kk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i wrote tis reeli personal poem for him on the back of a receipt... i folded it into squares n left it face down on my table.. cuz u noe, the most dangerous place is the safest place.. nxt day wen i came home, i found it open, and it was facing up... OMG OMG OMG... mum cleaned t rm n i thnk she read it? ahhhhhhh die die die... i wrote his initials n there was a clear indication of my obsession n heartpain n i thnk tt omg arhhhhhhh!!! okok breathe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn, jus now, saw tis person whu looked like him at tm so i walked back to look again n sadly, it wasnt him... argh. i need to get over this. this is futile. GET. OVER. HIM.  there's no chance for the two of u!&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durin band tutoring, i got a pencil holder for my tuba! yays... i reeli like it.. very cute.. what best player award. hahas okok thank eu! i bet is cuz he wanted to motivate us n he had extras of those holders hehs but still very thotful... :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to find the studyin mood... aneone whu has found theirs pls come n help thx!&lt;br /&gt;abt 3 wks to sch reopens aka 3RD JAN aka MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;*counts counts* GASP! i'll be SIXTEEN in 28 days!!!&lt;br /&gt;i shall start counting down.&lt;br /&gt;i shall start listing down lessons learnt this yr.&lt;br /&gt;i shall start noting down highlights of the yr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i luv my new stripey black pen! cost me 4 bucks. better be nice hahas.&lt;br /&gt;ame wants to go n wk. i wonder if i even haf the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL SPEND A REFLECTIVE AND THOUGHTFUL DAY TMR BY STAYING INDOORS N DOIN PRODUCTIVE WORK. hahas yea as if. nono. i WILL. mustmustmust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/// i get distracted in buses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113387847214841712?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113387847214841712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113387847214841712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113387847214841712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113387847214841712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/12/heys-ytd-explored-marina-sq-suntec.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113362043077707943</id><published>2005-12-03T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T06:33:50.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tim-o's concert</title><content type='html'>heyheys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIM-O's concert was funnn yay!&lt;br /&gt;thot onli em n me cuz STUPID TIM flute msgd abt 3 plus tt he cldnt come.&lt;br /&gt;and THEN i saw tim. wif em. waitin fer me. oh gawd. cheatED my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walked walked till the water floatin thng wer the band was and BLARDY CHARLESTON was behind us.&lt;br /&gt;wth? he msgd me slightly after STUPID TIM did to say his mum didnt allow.&lt;br /&gt;WEIWEN arh u liar liar pants on fire cann??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept movin arnd till finally settled on the grass area infront of the water... i made some banners n em bought roses cuz OUR DEAR TIM-O WANTED A FAN CLUB... anw, u go brudder!!! tim-o can sing!! im so prouddd of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like tt 'SMOKE ON THE WATER' song.. am gg find in the band's library on tues... we shld reeli play it. got some awesome bass stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn had to go home cuz mum's fren had sum sort of &lt;em&gt;kenduri &lt;/em&gt;so cldnt go eat dinner :[[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkayy i finally saw peijun.. fellow spammer on nco tuba forum... hahahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\\\\i CAN throw grass into the water. dunt jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;america's sweethearts' startin! gtg yo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113362043077707943?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113362043077707943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113362043077707943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113362043077707943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113362043077707943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/12/tim-os-concert.html' title='tim-o&apos;s concert'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113310510333491789</id><published>2005-11-27T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T07:30:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aloha!</title><content type='html'>aloha!- hello and gdbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. found a use for this dual meaning wrd...&lt;br /&gt;cuz im gonna update abt pc farewell n prom n jln raya&lt;br /&gt;AND ESP: tmr's band camp.. *yays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sec 4 prom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prep wrks r boring but tiring... def not blog-space worthy... excitin part was when the food arrived ( me n aishy were super anxious!! hehs- we're the food-servers).. there were speghetti, clams, shrimp, honey chicken, fried nutty chicken, creamy steam fish fillet, chicken stuffed potato, green beans wif carrot, tarts, brownies, pastries... WOOTS yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sec 4s arrived.. some were hottt n unrecogniseable but some were underdressed. urgh. some were smart enough to go to the pro for hair n make up... go you! i shall do tt nxt yr :)) crystal's hair was hot man!! purple... i'm gonna dye/spray my hair GREEN!!! well of course some 0f their makeup were artfully applied like kak lisa's and SOME were just plain yucky wif too much blusher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenn EXCOs were like: we arrive together in merc limo... HAHHA.. can u imagine us nxt yr liddat then walk in straight line towards the hall via ctyd? now THAT is something... anw blah blah,kak shaza was MAMBO QUEEN!!! yay congrats! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pc farewell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to come over to achululu's place budden had alr planned to mt wanie, fadlul n hafiz earlier n besides had to buy farewell prezzies... so we went to town, walked arnd then realised tt hamidah's band n coral sec were performin at paragon so we watched then l8r was on t way to somerset BUT was distracted by this live rock band at cine.. so we detoured n ttz y i came l8 to ecp...&lt;br /&gt;it rained. to make things worse, this woman CAB-SNATCHED from me... grrr biatch!&lt;br /&gt;the place was super far... n i kept gettin my legs dirty cuz of the annoying mudd everywer... went to the sea to wash 3 times la. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;i liked our souvenir- coconut wif sand n candle... sweet rite? :)) n we sang the sch song for them... at first i went high then cannot tahan, went low then kept on alternating hahas...&lt;br /&gt;quite sad after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;IM GONNA MISS VALERIE! now no one to depend on... :( ok i must jia you n do my best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jln raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in t end, onli me, shaz, yanti, dhil, faizah went fer it jus now cuz everyone else cldnt make it. okies gotta make this quik errr... I LUV MAZIAH!!! had pizza n drumlets fr PIZZA HUT cuz we requested fer them hahaha is she nice or wad? then sat on tt massagin chair by osim... syiok man! last hse was shaz's then i rushed home realised had to buy section breakfast so went to supermkt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAND CAMP!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg tmr is OUR camp... we must make it a success cuz if not then no more overnite stay :((( i hope the band makes our lives easy... i shall blog more AFTER the camp.. haha like naturally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy i kant waittt-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aloha. i'll see u on wed. :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113310510333491789?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113310510333491789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113310510333491789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113310510333491789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113310510333491789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/aloha.html' title='aloha!'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113283653160712909</id><published>2005-11-24T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T04:48:51.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd went jln raya-ing... money not much hahas. i bet cuz their parents a bit hesitant to giv much as they haf tis perception tt we dunt noe each other well ( at least mine does) BUT felt bad if didnt giv at ALL. but it was still fabbbb cuz it was FUN FUN FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs. okie err supposed to mt them at tamp mrt at 12 bud they were a bit l8 so i said mt at my hse's bustop. unfortunately, they took t wrong bus( the OTHER 291 then had to re-board the bus).. somehow along the way they picked up hafiz bud he cld only go to my hse cuz had band mtg. WASTED. :[[[ then proceeded on to BOON LAY. darn them westerners... wanie n i were complainin (we're easterners btw :]]) the most memorable part was of cuz LAUFIN mcm nak rak... i SWEAR tt i haf 6 pecs after ytd.. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then somehow somehow we picked up warith when he wasnt even part of the pack... haha.. wanie was like: eh let's go to his hse!, padahal baru kenal after a few smses... HAHHA. i found tt amusing. by the time i came home, it was alr 12.30am... daddy dah kecoh sehh... actually mummy said dunt go cum home l8 at night. i came home in the morning. :]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired then todae, had band early in the morn, 8am.. waahhh i almost cldnt wake up.. n my eyes were super red n hurting till i cldnt wear my contacts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to buy sasha's prezzie jus now.. stopped by at dairy queen to buy banana split.. joann jia qi shared.. quite funneh actually cuz the 3 of use were ATTACKING this innocently tempting container full of deliciousism.. haha. gr8 wrd eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR'S SEC 4s' prom nite... yay porks! super happy n excited.. bud realised tt its abt the same as last year's... boo. it's gonna be spectacular woots! i kant wait :]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL NEED TO BUY SOME MORE FAREWELL PREZZIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah so annoying... oh wells shall buy this sat after the thngg before prefects farewell at ecp... OMG THE BEACCCHH YO!!! okies im just pumped up for this wk's events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super hyped gerl needs a break for a long day tmr! ;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113283653160712909?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113283653160712909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113283653160712909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113283653160712909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113283653160712909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/heys_24.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113266328808925635</id><published>2005-11-22T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T04:41:28.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus returned from harmonyworks! conference at JJC... its absolutely tiring to go from tampines to lakeside and all the way back. super far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard abt band fr rachel... hehs. i was worryin the whole time there cuz not sure if they can handle stuff. AND FOUND OUT TT THEY DIDNT HAF BAND PRAC CUZ OF Os. hah. so all that worryin was for nutthn cuz they did farewell auditions instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k shall talk abt the conference... the 2 docs were fab speakers... during the parallel.. we got ms michelle kwan, prez of UNIFEM... she rawx!! woots yea.. refreshments were awesome.. 2 tea breaks n 1 lunch. GREAT VARIETY. truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most, let's say, 'interesting' part was when i first came into audi, this guy whu looked familiar waved to me... i tried to recall n poof! rmbd him from NCO... dm from grp 10.. west spring sec.. then nxt to him was his bm, the guy whu played snare drum n was nxt to me in FUP block... the dm recognised me but the bm didnt? wah laoo.. ok hahah nvm. then walked on, found a seat, realised got a list of participants... A LOT OF NCO ppl leh... hahas. of cuz band ppl r natural leaders. HEHS. then said hi to a few of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the QnA section was super longg... some ppl talk n talk abt their personal life n not posing qns. clearly they haf some difficulty understanding the slight marginal of discussion and storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, the cheryl chin lookalike dm was in the bus! hahaha i think she's cheryl's cousin or long lost relative or sumthn... UNCANNY RESEMBLAMCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREJUDICE! haha.. all 8 of us went bonkers esp pris who always got excited at the mere mention of the wrd... WE MUST BE ACTIVELY ANTI-RACIST!!! spread the msg ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo... i shld do my eng reviews.&lt;br /&gt;l8r folks! :]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113266328808925635?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113266328808925635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113266328808925635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113266328808925635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113266328808925635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113258754156081912</id><published>2005-11-21T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T07:42:25.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed out</title><content type='html'>ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am angry n sad n just pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;missed all the action at ytd's NIE concert. boohoo :[[[&lt;br /&gt;hoho shall not dwell in the error of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL BE HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr band onli got pt reg n carmen.. im quite worried la. hope they can handle.&lt;br /&gt;maziah just HAD to sms me to remind abt the student leaders conference at jjc held on 22 NOVEMBER 2005. i thot it's next month. and there i had it penned down nicely in my beautifully decored schedule bk under 22 DECEMBER 2005. the no- band wk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST rise n shine super early again just like on regular sch days. ive gotten out of tt habit wif it being the hols. HAH. i shall come early tmr. ( i always come late.. :b)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought t SS bk alr... wanted to complete both essays BUT i fell asleep on the couch while tryin to grasp the fundamentals of VENICE and its fine history. then decided to watch harry potter. at first was only poor me bud l8r everyone decided to crash n stay glued to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched series of shows... like marathon or sumthn n tt felt weird since havent been watchn much telly till like... now. punk'd- mtv's the 70s show. WHICH BTW I'D LIKE TO SAY IS &lt;strong&gt;GROOVY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahs. dawn is like this hot mama with her sexy fetish... and the crew were super hyped when it came to the hustling part... [esp this guy whu came out of the shower in a towel only] i wanna HUSTLE too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld get some slp. reeli i shld.//&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113258754156081912?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113258754156081912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113258754156081912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113258754156081912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113258754156081912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/missed-out.html' title='missed out'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113240968780100156</id><published>2005-11-19T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T06:14:47.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:]]</title><content type='html'>'lo schmolo...&lt;br /&gt;amira declares that she is TIRED while recalling her day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;\\\&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shoppin wif m todae.&lt;br /&gt;Os ended for many yesterday so saw A LOT of sec 4s at various parts of town.&lt;br /&gt;didnt buy much boohoo. the jacket i wanted costs too much at mango and topshop and esprit. better prices at fox and forever 21. haha didnt noe 4eva 21 was THAT cheap. like wow man. the stuff there was super clustered. it's becoming a mini-bossini. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now doing farewell planning. TOP SECRET k.  i think tis yr its gonna rawk can? the effort we put in... cant even begin wer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* ok wan to slp. shall cont tmr. i hope it'll turn out ok. :]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113240968780100156?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113240968780100156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113240968780100156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113240968780100156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113240968780100156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=':]]'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113214021696006352</id><published>2005-11-16T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T03:23:36.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive just finished 3 sets of stuff for band. phew! super tiring. thx 4 helpin ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay tmr got contact time!&lt;br /&gt;like so excited...&lt;br /&gt;bud the sec 2s thnk it's a scolding session n fear we're gonna be mean to them... awww.. rmb bring rags for cleaning part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. just rmbd got sumthn else to do. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethn to look forward to: outing wif the babes tmr! :]] long time no c y'all!&lt;br /&gt;hee.. ame actually askd me whether i wanna help her spend her raya $$.. hehehs... this yr collection sikit aje... only abt 250++ havent reach my target la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell auditions nxt tues n thurs folks... rmb tt lousy or unsatisfactory performances will be scraped off. :]] hahaa. sadistic b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive not started studyin or doin hw. boo. wth la. i WILL finish by end of nov. :))&lt;br /&gt;then, dec is study in morn and relaxx all the way! yay wad a PERFECT plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shld eat dinner. feelin hungry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113214021696006352?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113214021696006352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113214021696006352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113214021696006352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113214021696006352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113188790188937372</id><published>2005-11-13T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T05:18:21.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days l8r</title><content type='html'>heys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days have passed; still missin' NCO ppl...&lt;br /&gt;V's gone for camp in Malaysia... takkaire dearie!!&lt;br /&gt;we're goin fer jln raya on 23rd at 12pm okay??? non-malays r welcome too :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw that DM who was in my games grp at century square... haha ehs how come her complexion looks okay one? hmm i jealous! im chaota n full of white spots la... sighhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go check out the NCO pics.. linked mine n em's albums on the links page :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more l8r... still updating pics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113188790188937372?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113188790188937372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113188790188937372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113188790188937372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113188790188937372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/2-days-l8r.html' title='2 days l8r'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-113179858543911338</id><published>2005-11-12T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T04:32:39.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>back for good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i am back after a very longgg time. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ive decided this is a good way to keep in contact and to find out wassup wif the rest of NCO ppl.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it's been 1 day and 63 mins since i last saw all of us together in the same building...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the last 5 days have been gr8 u ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'd like to say a BIG thank u to the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;first n foremost: &lt;strong&gt;TUBA sect!!:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ALEX for being the only one who wasnt sick haha (eh cedar boys!), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KHEE YANG, CLEMENT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CHARLESTON! for being sick with your wifey hahaha (fer bein funny)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;CLARENCE hahaha &lt;em&gt;head&lt;/em&gt; prefect!! hahaha ( thx fer bein nice!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;DESMOND for bein peter pENDEK hehs:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAMES FACILITATORS:&lt;/strong&gt; (all 20++ esp:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;VANESSAs, HSI WEN, HUI PING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for bein a riot!!! we rawk yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLARINETISTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SYABRINA, SARIFAH,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;TIMOTHY, MARIANA, EMILY, YUH YIING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for saving me when the guys kept talking dirty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELLOW DISPLAYers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DRUM MAJORS + SAXAPHONISTS&lt;/strong&gt; for bein in my grp fer icebreakers n games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and not forgetting those who helped me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHU YAN!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; thx 4 comin back n wipin my sweat n findin my socks n takin pics n feeding me n the choc!!! :))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MICHAEL and the clarinet guy for offering me food hahahaha stupid DMs &lt;em&gt;kebas&lt;/em&gt; our food!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RADZUAN for carryin my tuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FADHIL for lending me ur sash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;VARIOUS PPL for teaching mace tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and everyone else whom i missed out: thx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anw section, that wld be the first and last time u c me in a miniskirt la. im decent okay. thats why ppl change in toilet not in MS. modesty... (haha yeap clarence ttz the wrd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to be honest, im amused by eveyone... eventho u guys keep talkin inappropriate stuff i still feel bonded with u cuz we've been together since pre-camp days! excellent job durin POP... yay we moved correctly n i rmbd to stop marking time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hope to see u soon la.. rmb to invite fer concerts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;____________________________________&lt;/span&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this morn i woke up feelin super sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOTD melody was in my head and the drum beats were continuously playing in my blardy mind la... drove me nuts. kept moping. then V msg n then i cried. cryin helps. shld have cried earlier if not i wldnt have been in a melancholic state for so long.. l8r had guests ( became distracted) and now am feelin better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THE RADIO was so not helping. blardy thng kept playing sad songs. what a way to heal an open wound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS U GUYS ALR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u ppl link me okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(oh yea pls add my fren clarence. he desperately wants to be acquainted wif u but is lazy to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:superclarenceboi@hotmail.com"&gt;superclarenceboi@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-113179858543911338?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/113179858543911338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=113179858543911338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113179858543911338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/113179858543911338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-for-good.html' title='back for good'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-112929618280757982</id><published>2005-10-14T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:23:02.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>salut tout le monde!&lt;br /&gt;je suis retournee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;translation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hello everyone!&lt;br /&gt;i'm back!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW... tmr is sec 4's grad day.. quite sad actuallie. i'm gonna miss my dear dear seniors. n of course the sudden revelation of sec threes as the new seniors is rather alarming.. im NOT looking forward to being big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday-wed:&lt;br /&gt;we'll get back exam papers. im anxious to see my results cuz i wanna noe i did well n be happy. cuz then, my efforts'll pay off. usually i dunt study tt much but this time rnd, i studied. as in really studied. wow. it ALMOST felt like the real thnng. speaking of real, malay o's is like really soon. i must improve and study summore. ESPECIALLY since cikgu said my &lt;em&gt;bahasa was teruk.&lt;/em&gt; waah. HEARTBREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IVE DECIDED tt im not gonna care abt blogging n just write whenever i feel like it. i can never do something religiously. truly. im not the tied- down- to- a specific- thing kind of a person. n im glad. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy a guitar and teach myself how to play cuz i dunt think its tt difficult... just a lil bit of practice. anyways, i alr know most chords courtesy of sec two music lessons..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-112929618280757982?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/112929618280757982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=112929618280757982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/112929618280757982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/112929618280757982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/10/salut-tout-le-monde-je-suis-retournee_14.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-112400161038379430</id><published>2005-08-13T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T23:40:10.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hello. okay okay i'm updating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ive resurrected or sumthn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;im not going to blog religiously cuz ive no time and i dont reeli care abt blogging. REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;anw, this upcoming week is going to be a much dreaded one cuz there's too many things going on and im already drained. physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hello i'm no superhero and neither are &lt;em&gt;pleusieurs des gens&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;being Head of Welfare means i must devote my time and energy to the PR. hmmm. my own room is messy, how to make PR rocking hot? bahs! what a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;but i actually HAVE something to be devoted to. so that's good cuz i know my place. literally and figuratively. what am i supposed to devote to as Band Major? the accounts? hmmm okay la. but money stuff not every band practice i must handle so it's like morale booster/disciplinarian? haha. okay. imagine me, going around sections with a bunch of pom pons.&lt;em&gt; teehee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CSB, CSB we are the best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is no doubt that we'll beat the rest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the future, nobody knows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but all in all we'll strive for the gold!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOOOOOOOOOOOO CSB!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;though all i wanna do is to &lt;strong&gt;hibernate.&lt;/strong&gt; WHICH is not going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, went to sgp post kfc with mj and si ning ytd. saw nad. or rather, she saw me! hahas. anw, i was like shocked cuz i was in stoning mode and then &lt;em&gt;soudain,&lt;/em&gt; there&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;was this girl who &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just materialised in front of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i was like nad! and we hugged. great to see u dearie! :) gd luck with wtv debating stuff kay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i like this song: (tho its old.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Our Lady Peace- Somewhere out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Last time I talked to you,you were lonely and out of place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You were looking down on me,lost out in space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Laid underneath the stars,strung out and feeling brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Watch the red orange glow,watch them float away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Down here in the atmosphere,garbage and city lights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;you gotta save your tired soul,you gotta save our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Turn on the radio,to find you on satellite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm waiting for the sky to fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm waiting for a sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;All we are is all so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling back to me,the star that I can't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling out of reach,defying gravity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hope you remember me,when you're homesick and need a change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I miss your purple hair,I miss the way you taste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you'll come back someday,on a bed of nails I wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm praying that you don't burn out,or fade away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;All we are is all so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling back to me,the star that I can't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling out of reach,defying gravity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling back to me,the star that I can't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there, oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling out of reach,defying gravity....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling back to me,the star that I can't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling out of reach,defying gravity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know you're out there,somewhere out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Well I know,I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;You're falling out of reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-112400161038379430?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/112400161038379430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=112400161038379430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/112400161038379430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/112400161038379430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/08/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111968197132622034</id><published>2005-06-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T02:06:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey you!&lt;br /&gt;how ure doing?&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anw, i finished all my hw! &lt;strong&gt;phew!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not all. oh hell.&lt;br /&gt;i tot i was done wif da crapp bud just rmbd still got rpt to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shld b studying fer controle but like always, i dont feel motivated.&lt;br /&gt;today feels like a wkday not a saturdayy.&lt;br /&gt;im a sucker man. gotta face it.&lt;br /&gt;looked thru the stuff while mainly singin along to the radio loudly cuz im home alone.. -bahhs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wait lemme do some wk first or else guilt will kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ok back!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;betcha&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;thinkin wth.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;finished tt rpt. left french k like wtv la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anw just listen to the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i LUVV it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hehs its not new. I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i like this other song "bangbang" its a bit mad if u ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;did i mention how much i need $$? breakout again. on my chin AGAIN. how annoying. anw, check this out. thot it was farney...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12 things to do when you're bored and in a restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. Pretend to be a foreigner and use broken english to order your food. Use the wrong words for everything (Example: "Yes, hello, I would alike some...uh...oh, thems hot cats with tunabutter and...uhh... some of the...uh, liquid powder.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. When the waitress comes to your table with the drinks you ordered, jump to get yours while knocking over all of the other drinks spilling water everywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. Drop your fork onto the floor beside you. Then bend down to try to get it but hit your knee on the underside of the table with your head very close to the table to try to get the effect that you bent down fast to pic up your spoon and you slammed you head on the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;4. Cough at people with a mean look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5. At a fancy restaurant chew your ice very loudly with your mouth open. Try to get pieces of ice to fly out onto the table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;6. Go into a fancy restaurant and pretend you just got back from the dentist and he had just given you tons of Novocain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Walk out of the bathroom and say "Man its smells FRESH out here !!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. Flirt with a waiter of the same sex and try to get extra food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. Take off your shoes and put them on the table neatly beside you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. Order your food and then change your mind over and over and over again until you get kicked out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;11. Order the most expensive thing on the menu and send it to someone on the other side of the room saying, "They are to shy to order themselves, just put it on their bill." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;12. Go to a nice restaurant and sit down at a table alone and when the waitress comes to take your order lean back in your chair and just fall back and take the table cloth with you. Then get up and ask for a different chair because you think the one you sat in was defective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hahah... wadidja think eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;applause!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3352/718/1600/applause0rs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="128" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3352/718/320/applause0rs.gif" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tmr got spiderman... watched alr bud i'll probably watch again.. hehe... still rmb sir n his 'sipderman' HAHAHHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3352/718/1600/spiderman6rp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3352/718/320/spiderman6rp.gif" width="118" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oho... skool is starting on mon.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anw, sing-along to the song yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gavin Degraw- I don't wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a specialist's son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I've peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I the only one to notice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't be the only one concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I've peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can I have everyone's attention please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you're not like this and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're gonna have to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I came from the mountain, the crust of creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My whole situation made from clay to stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And now I'm telling everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I've peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO BE...HEYYYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO BE...NOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DONT WANT TO BE...I DONT WANNA BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br 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title='hello?'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111805527118996594</id><published>2005-06-06T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T03:54:31.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-bbq!</title><content type='html'>hey!&lt;br /&gt;cpb bbq was yest&lt;br /&gt;soo fun canns? i/cs-great job! *3 cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell yoo. sher's flushing system is weirdd okays. i kept pressin n pressin but it just wldnt flush so in the end i called michelle (her sis) n she n her maid taught me. haha. i felt silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me finks her family is nice. i brought home a big pack of prawn crackers. (am eating now) anw...someone brought halal bee hoon... so totful la whueva da person was.. thx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was nice cuz... SEC 3S MADE THEM!! hhaha yayyy... im jealous of those ppl whu cld swimm.. bahhs. dammit. just my luck. but oh wells.. gez there's a blessin behind it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired till i overslept then was gonna be late for band today so took cabb. i paid $9.80!! my goshhh wad a rip-off la. wasted i tell u cuz in the end a lot of ppl oso came late. grrr. now im 10 bucks deprived of my great sgp sale!! *angry**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaned the band rm then the board for us tubists is GONE and there's no more conference rm and the tuba corner is reeli small n a lot of stuff is gone and the flagg tt we used for balloon hat fest (y'noe.. the pink n blu n silver one) IS NOT our flag. it's the CMB's. mrs tan said so. and ms nair is happy abt the change. n im feelin lousy cuz there's no more sasha. n it makes me feel awfuller when i realise tt its nearer to the point wen we become seniors n recruits join us n i think i want to cryy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit. i want things to remain the same. change is good but some are NOT. in this case, it's NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok PCs enjoy the pics tho not tt many n a lot of them got spastic me. (its my cam wad..) just ignore them la. btw the dec sec 3s outing is there too.. HAHA. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111805527118996594?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111805527118996594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111805527118996594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111805527118996594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111805527118996594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/06/post-bbq.html' title='post-bbq!'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111694070078531528</id><published>2005-05-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T06:18:20.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wad a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm back! *jumps &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; [ zeri arent yoo&lt;/span&gt; happy? bahhs.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i think im gonna be back for good now cuz its like really boring now wif nutthn to do. thruout the whole 3 periods after recess half of the class (mainly us ppl sitting at the back) were practically slping till skool ended. wth?! its &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;first three periods were taken up by the pementasan drama by us sec threes! bahhhs. n my grp didnt even like perform cann? huda was absent, shaggy lost her voice, i just didnt wanna act and purposely didnt bring the stuff [whoa! this like coming from lil miss goody me... :)] and gez wad? cikgu did the whole guilt-trip thing by loading onto me the true meaning of the school mission and vision and the sense of propriety and responsibility yada yada yada. okayy point taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;but anws, i became the emcee of the thinng and haha i didnt even know the stuff. so yepp ppl. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING WAS IMPROVISATION AND SPONTANEITY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i cant go fer balloon hat festival rehearsal on 2nd june! shtupid leadership course... grrr... nvm at least can still take part on the real day.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PPL DO COME AND SEE US!!&lt;/span&gt; ur support makes a whole lot of difference. its at sentosa FYI. so take the bus from harbourfront or the ferry or the cable car and watch us yea! &lt;strong&gt;[this applies to all seniors, juniors, peers and everybody else in between :)]  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;had new conductors today. still miss sir. arghh but i think tt ms seah is more qualified and professional than sir but still... played washington post march when came back from bartley sec for what BICE day briefing... BLAHHS i kant freakin read and find my fingerings at the same time for the higher octave opening melody! end result- horrible playing!! c la this wad happens when you dunt haf music talent. this made me sad for awhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think tt my CIP grp rox? haha yepp... [ did i just ans my own qn? haha rubbish silly me.] they handed their reflections to me before i could even search for them! gr8 initiative dearies! ahha i tell yoo... i kant stop being proud of them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*grins like nobody's business*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'l be back whenever i feel like it. you know where to find me. Sourit toujours!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111694070078531528?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111694070078531528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111694070078531528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111694070078531528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111694070078531528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/05/wad-day.html' title='wad a day'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111503678166281479</id><published>2005-05-02T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T05:26:21.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>hahas. woots baby.&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating.&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;not tt anyone cared la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im doin dis for mee.&lt;br /&gt;hey you!&lt;br /&gt;ure sick today arent you?&lt;br /&gt;okay go n haf a nicee rest.&lt;br /&gt;tmr uve got tt skit to doo.&lt;br /&gt;smile. and cry.&lt;br /&gt;at appropriate times.&lt;br /&gt;how to arh?&lt;br /&gt;cry i mean.&lt;br /&gt;difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. wassup wif p10 n playing old britney songs?&lt;br /&gt;just now oops i did it again&lt;br /&gt;now crazy.&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;ttz wad im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;chem test tmr.&lt;br /&gt;harhs&lt;br /&gt;must study. ok gdbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111503678166281479?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111503678166281479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111503678166281479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111503678166281479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111503678166281479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/05/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111339570191612056</id><published>2005-04-13T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T05:35:01.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-SYF</title><content type='html'>i feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;sort of like beyond the point of sad but not depressed.&lt;br /&gt;distressed. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at the stage where it's just too heartbreaking to cry. it feels numb. i'm just void-ED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally wasnt in the mood to sudy for chem n a math yesterday. super lousy. i know wishing isnt gonna change the outcome but still, i wish... well, u noe wad i wish for. i noe i noe.. dont feel too upset n we must move on but i guess if i can bring myself to unlock the pent up melancholy, i will pass this terrible stage. so god &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP ME&lt;/span&gt;. make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave it my best. and i noe u did too. i dunno why some foolish beings are pointing their crooked finger to others. we are a team. we play as one. why bother to fight? i think it's useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree with ex-senior-leader hui min. totallie yepp. the best thing that can ever happen and the thing that is the most important is to play with your heart and soul. because then, all u feel is this amazing undescribable (haha sp looks funny. ok wtv) beautiful and invaluable feeling. and it stays with you and leave you feeling warm all over. and everything seems complete. i felt it and i knew some others felt it too. it's beyond what the score tells you and i yearn to feel it again. it's reeli, absolutely the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOST FABULOUS AND BREATHTAKING&lt;/span&gt; feeling in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway for the ASEAN thing next thurs.. me n jenn got the last country- Brunei. wells, hope tt brunei is not bad. haha farney man must go n act as sultan. boo. so catch us looking retarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111339570191612056?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111339570191612056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111339570191612056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111339570191612056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111339570191612056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/04/post-syf.html' title='post-SYF'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111236285773052127</id><published>2005-04-01T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T05:40:57.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh. my. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gez wad babehhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my favourite senior just now on my way home! double, triple, quadriple oh. my. goshs. n da best thing is tt she saw me n said hi first. ahhhhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok breathe. woots n den we talked for awhile den she had to go alr. i still kant bliv it. *grins from ear to ear*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, che dearie, i giv u summore wen i get nice nice okie dokie? oh yea n to everyone, if u get pcards, pls take sum for me. thx muchy! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 23rd to my dear sis on 30th march. me n carmen went to taka to buy her bdae prezzie. i bought.. *drumroll pls* a super nice mood swings bk tt has all of these emotions so tt wen she's teaching n is too tired to scold, all she's gotta do is put up the page wif the desired emotion. esy peasy! just like da whole 'talk to the hand' diva thing. hehs. AND a peeler. ahhas. her own peeler okaes. its super nice. and easy to use one. cuz i bet her skool one is old n F.U.G.L.Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my french controle un. eee. so lousy la. so upsetTED. den i noe mademoiselle was like disappointed in me. n tt makes me feel worse. i got so low but if it was due to my idiocy, i can accept it. but the fact tt i conjugated wrongly n not beacuse of misusing the tenses.. grrr. i cant stand it. i feel like slapping myself. soo heartbroken__ somebody failed in my class. 3 other ppl got 50s like me. hrmmmphs. i tot i cld score for grammaire. hahs. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hope. i sucked at listening as usual. hahas. but dis time got improvement okay. cuz forst page was almost full marks. bud da second was haha stink-o... 1/10!!! hahas. woots. smart me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays i shall get on wif life and stop wif a PERIOD. definition: time taken for a complete vibration. hoho :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111236285773052127?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111236285773052127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111236285773052127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111236285773052127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111236285773052127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111176252374048881</id><published>2005-03-25T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T06:56:50.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time fliess</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;finally. another hollie... yays!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;had leaders' invest yesterday... i think tis yr is betta than the last. i am soooo upset tt i didnt get to eat the cake cuz after sining came back, i went to change n ttz wen dey started to cut the cake. boo!!! (see la shermaine... go n change so slowww..) grrrr... anyway my escort school-holy innocents' high left early so yea crystal cldnt bring them to the hall to watch da band prac.. sorry shuyan!!! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;did i say i was proud of the PCs for doing a gd job compared to last yr? *scans page* NOPE. okay yes i did. ahhas. yeaaaaa i'm so proud of US!! ok ive just rpted myself. how redundant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;then i was game i/c for station 5. hahas. i like my station 4. poooh. sorry wx, che, izah, jo for making u go n listen to the guy sing tho he took a long time to do it so u left. haha bud luckily wei san's jrs were there den they scared of her so they neva run away... hahas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;some of them so funny and some were just prickly thorns in the asses. haha plural. lizzie and eth oso liked the same one as me!!! haha great taste? lolx. lizzie soo mean cuz she didnt like her grp bud can understand la dey like so... ok no comments.. oh yea den one of the grps had to run arnd screaming 'i luv cedar prefects' for forfeit...hahahas i saw how amused huda was. yess she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;then got some ppl whu just dunt wanna leave. 5 o'clock still wanna stay? sheesh terrible!! until in the end must say 'okay thank you for your presence but you cannot stay any longer...' lolxxxxx and of course prompted by somebody whu said 'eh go home lah'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;soo late alr so cannot go fer band. i was soo sad.. went home wif elyss-o and vicky-o... elyss-o had this brilliant idea tt can walk to pp via macp way so they took quite some time to find it hahas bud fortunately, they got home safely... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ive not gone for band in a wk! oh dearrrr.... i miss band la. yays tmr got. i am looking forward to it. yes i am :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;okays i shall go n rest now. band. band.band.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;let's end with a big bang..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BANDDD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111176252374048881?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111176252374048881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111176252374048881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111176252374048881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111176252374048881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-fliess.html' title='time fliess'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-111112686209397166</id><published>2005-03-18T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:21:02.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>angst</title><content type='html'>i'm freakinn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;yes i am.&lt;br /&gt;ure probably askin 'y?'. being gd-lil'-ole-me, i'll tell ya n spare u my usual 'u noe wad?' line. just feeling magnanimous. hahs. as if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG SIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; kicked up a big fuss (al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ong wif dad) wen we were on a tuition centre hunt. bg info: i suck at a math. kant understand and need a tutor. dad didnt take a math so he duznt noe. forget abt mum. sis noes (or rather, knew) n offered to teach but i turned her down. she kant teach for peanuts. oh btw ive discovered tt i hate da sugary ones.. cashew rox! newae, in the end im still tutor-less cuz i havent found a suitable one YET. i told sis she kant teach and she was like wad i meant yada yada.. she's a teacher... of cuz she can teach blah blah... so i came staight to the point n said she kant explain and if i challenge her she'll get pissed off (WHICH JUST HAPPENED AGAIN) and she claims i'm a lousy student. y? cuz i ask too many qns. hello?!?! ding dong! if u dunt ask qns, how r u supposed to clear ur doubts? grrrr. wtv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okok im gonna stop the bitchology. happy happy yays!! lolx. just realised tt last i blogged was 1st of march. spongebob hits cinemas 17th march!!! ttz yesterday actuallie. haha. REALISATION &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HITS&lt;/span&gt;---&gt; doinggg!! 3 and a half days left. i shall make the best of it. listening to sheryl crow's soak up the sun makes me wanan go to the beach. kk ttz it. I'M SO GOING TMR!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tout-a-coup ive nutthn to say... i shall continue l8r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-111112686209397166?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/111112686209397166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=111112686209397166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111112686209397166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/111112686209397166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/03/angst.html' title='angst'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110967965992176491</id><published>2005-03-01T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T04:21:37.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OAC camp!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sec 3s, Sec 3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Look at us... so pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Not afraid to scale the walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3s rocks to the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;da-dum..dum..da-da-da-da-da-da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;3S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;whee!! back from OAC! I MISS IT but i'm glad to be home... sooo shiok man slept till 10.45am just now...i haf to hurry up n update cuz i just found out i still got malay scrapbk to doo.. boo. *bleagh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lets c... wed had labrador challenge and reflections... at labrador challenge me n dina were in front of the line... den izah was leading us... ahahah cldnt stop grinnin n laufin canns?? heheh sorri izah.. yea so ttz y i kept on cheering to keep me occupied.. we didnt finish so wtv la... 2nd day got amazing race and build solar cooker me fink... kant bliv our solar cooker da best!! 71 degrees celcius okay.. dont play playy.. mr goh took ours... *wahhhhhhhhh* S1 finished the race first too... we're quite mean la.. made mrs low n leader ming jie run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;during high e, i completed 2 and a half obstacles!!! yays!! cuz da one wif tyres, mrs ng n shuyan made me go down cuz i cldnt go across.. boo.. stupid tyres.. sumthn wrong one... so tt was the half.. me did da tight rope and da balloony thing... wanted to do logs bud no time... boo... shee ping was like crying wen she did da logs... nvm la... at least u got try yea? u go girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i sucked at low e... grrr...i was da last one to get to the other side at nile crossing... booo.... so hard la.. den mohawk walk leader manpreet kept looking at me strangely like i was mad or sumthn.. arghhhhh!!! i felt soo embarassed!!! oh bud well, tower was rockin!! (compensates the low e) tt part was wen we bonded a lot esp at zip line abseil... onli a few ppl cld do due to time constraint so sad la... i wanted to do but anyway, we did soo many cheers there!! wheee... den leaders shuyan and sumbody performed the special edition of ti-ti shark song for us!!! so sweet!! hahahs CHERYL likes leader shuyan!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wooots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;during da cruise.. i felt a bit giddy... thankiew evelyn n malina n aishah!! hahaha u ppl so nice la... i was okayy justa bit giddy onli.. bud funny how fine i felt wen i stood up n looked at the beautiful waves... so if u got even da teeny weeniest seasick, just look at the waves n u'll be calm... at kusu island, there was dis tortoise EATING another tortoise!!! and i tot they were herbivores... but i gez dey were starving at the brink of death.... this tortoise practically dug out the eyeballs from the sockets and clawed at the face till the tissues cld be seen.. and the victim was like opening and closing its mouth in agony... grrr.. wad a sight.. y didnt the ppl at the temple feed them?? so sad la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;den at campfire... i'm soo proud of 3s cuz i blived dey put in their best effort... and im proud u cld tahan it... I LOVE 3S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;me fink dhillie's job is da saddest.. wen we came back from astronomy, she was still washing the areas la... u did a good job la babeh!! hoped u rested fine... oh n che... she was having her dinner at 9 sumthn.. omg so sad canns?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;the whole thing was funnnnnn!!! great jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;b u ppl... da best was of cuz in da dorm... haha... me n rachel came up wif this ti-ti thingy... ooohh HIMALAYAS!!! ahhaha.. (private &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i think we were quite mean oso wen we practiclaly forced our plates to k on the last day.. bud serves her right la.. soo lazy one.. dunt wanan contribute to ANYTHING... wers da team spirit and unity hurh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den of cuz wen dey made us slp on sun after lunch (wah damn crazy u ppl slp after eating?!?!) sam smuggled hershey kisses and patrick PEZ!! soo damn cute la.. of cuz i neva eat la.. cuz v weird bud i took them n kept la.. hahaha. WTV. and we talked abt... WAHAHAA okokok.. HIMALAYAS! LOLXXXXX... okay breathe in.. and out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the whole thing was damn shiok... i cried a bit wen i found out abt shaz n wan xin la.. wen shaz came back, sumhow our 3s spirit returned!! yays... okay i gotta do t blardy scrapbk. party pooper. boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;people always talk abt (3s, 3s, 3s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the things we're all abt (3s, 3s, 3s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;can't compare us wif any other (nu-uh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;superstars r wad we r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1, 2, 3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dunno wad it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tt makes 3s like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we dunno whu YOU r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bud we r reeli cedar's SUPERSTAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so hurry up or we're gonna beat all of ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3s reeli rox my soulll...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;C-H-E-E-R 3-S, 3-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;C-H-E-E-R 3-S, 3-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ooh-aah-aah-ooh (x3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. NORMAL version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. OLD version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. SEXXY version &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. BIMBO version&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110967965992176491?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110967965992176491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110967965992176491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110967965992176491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110967965992176491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/03/oac-camp.html' title='OAC camp!!!'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110829636811176088</id><published>2005-02-13T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T04:06:54.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;harloeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt; just a bigggg shoutout à la monde... tmr is... (duh every1 noes )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;V-DAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wells... i wanna giv all my lubbb to all u shtincky ppl... *luvvluvv*. lolx. reality check *checkcheck* i've prepared abt 52 special edition very limited heart-banner personalised messages mira- style fer v-day `05... haha yess its tt special. veryy tiring to make actuallie. personalised okkaes. den got EXTRAA candies. ok den. shall giv to 2S and 2N tmr. if they dunt want nvm. more for me la. i havent tried them. so sadd rites? this is my life storieeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ive FINALLY bought a bag fer camp nxt wk. this one damn shiok la... got rollers and handle lolx!! like going travelling one. actuallie its fer lazy ppl like me! and besides... dad said tt if buy some nice nice branded one (not tt this one not nice n branded- polo ok.. haha) bud i meant like some sports thngg den wasted cuz not as if im actuallie gonna use it anytime soon afta camp... n tt if we travel at least can use this bag.. hahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;yest my cuz got married again den had this feast at her hse... saw my long-time-no-c cuzzies!!! alriteeeeee! dudes! ure lookin HOT! lol if u happen to chance upon this well, yess u r. esp da younger one. *whistles femininely* lolxxx *rolls on the floor bollywood-style while pressing tummy like madd... itchyy!!* [ offtrack: got such thing as whistle femininely?? u tell me okaes ;)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im gettin the SENSE (lights behind the wrd) [ offtrack again: im not makin much sense rite? OOH puns!! okok here i go again] tt the sugar-lvl for this entry is HIGHHHH... sorri ppl just takes sum1 wif a mind similar to mine to comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;e math test tmr. wtv. i still dunt understand log. help pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okaess gtg do sumthn productive instead of blogging. oh wait. isnt blogging productive? *ponderponder*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;POKES.&lt;/span&gt; -&gt; ttz called ending wif a &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;BANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110829636811176088?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110829636811176088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110829636811176088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110829636811176088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110829636811176088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/02/helloooo.html' title='HELLOOOO'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110787384504077333</id><published>2005-02-08T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T06:44:05.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-audition</title><content type='html'>changed da song. yes mira. stating the obvious. but it takes a while to load.. boo. the song i wanted wasnt there oh wells.. managed to check out 'bleeder' or sumthn by 'alkaline trio', this punk/ska band tt aishy likes.. she writes their lyrics and band name all over her handbk. lol... not bad actuallie.. i shall use tt song soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is 'lovefool' by the cardigans... romeo + juliet ost.. 1997 or sumthn..yes i noe its rather old hahas but one of my faves.. i wanted LETTERS TO CLEO's 'I want u to luv me' or AIR's 'pretty boy'.. both ost from 10 things i hate abt u... dunno y bud i felt like puttin the songs here but no.. sadly they arent available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kant bliv i slept wayy too early yest. i missed DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES!!! i woke up at abt 10.45 to find my sis watchin it in my rm.. i wanted to sit up n watch but was in sucha  groggy state... hahs. and i caught a few secs of mary alice young's husband digging up the thingg (supposed to be the secret) he seems to be doing this particular act every single episode. hahs. and teri hatcher lookin horrified at 'edy' or wtv wearing almost nutthn and washing da car.. (she's an irritating blond whus tryin to get da guy to notice her and too bad for her but teri hatcher wants him too) oh yea! and boy, was he distracted... hahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehs!!!!!!!!!! so freaky!! there was this insect thing.. on the wall.. it made a funny sound.. looked sorta like wasp... *goosebumps* unless there's a hole in my wall (which is UNLIKELY) i haf no idea how it got in.. my door's closed cuz the air-con's on... and it just appeared outta nowhere. urghhh.. now i've forgotten wad i wanted to say. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope hope hope we get chosen to perform during campfire... we did quite okay actuallie... the response was quite gd... oh mans!! i felt very embarassed yest... cuz we pinned paper labels on our blouses.. and mine said 'chief'.. lucky the REAL chief not there if not i'll freakk la...hahas.. like impersonating her or sumthn. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes like wanna close alr.. cannot...keeep...awakkke...shalll.....slpppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;*nites*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110787384504077333?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110787384504077333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110787384504077333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110787384504077333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110787384504077333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-audition.html' title='post-audition'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110769634479495660</id><published>2005-02-06T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T05:25:44.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*17 more days to OAC!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;am &lt;strong&gt;MAJORLY &lt;/strong&gt;freakin outt fer tmr's campfire audition... izah say our skit must be outstanding to be chosen... hope it is!! *prays hard* this is another case of last minute wk and as all 2A-ian noe.. laz minute wk rox... hahas.. im so stressed out... im calling and msging and im-ing ppl... director of cuz veri stress la.. script only finished yest- sat. and da fact tt i saw 3H's fabulous dance to ciara feat missy's 1,2 step.. blardy hell... nadia was workin it real hard!!! grrr and 3p even came back to prac... saw clara's name on the paper at the security stand... nono...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3S ALL THE WAY!!&lt;/strong&gt; we can do itt yeah.. with enthusiastic bunnies like marion n xinyi n tasha n sam n dunno whu dunno whu sure can.. wheee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;cuz u bring outt the &lt;strong&gt;BEST IN ME&lt;/strong&gt;... like no one else can do... hahas okay tt was private joke n if u arent laufing, well, ure not part of it den. easy peasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i shall smile more. somebody said i look too serious. hahs. aim for this wk is to smile at every freakin idiot i c... ok tt was harsh. bahhh whu cares. ive got a massive headache after reading 3 books in a row. boo.. serves me right but it was worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;i hope i pass da killer a math paper... can kill jen for sayin tt it was easy. rubbish girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;uhuh. yea tine how nice of u to tell ppl to pass vday prezzie to me to pass to g. and i didnt even noe tt. speaking of vday, which is coming up pretty soon... i still haf NOT bought ppl's stuff... but all i noe tt every single one will be personalised. yes i like to personalise stuff.. it makes stuff mean so much more&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at the stars; look how they shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah, they were all yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I came along; I wrote a song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And all the things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it was called yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So then I took my turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh what a thing to have done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D'you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You know I love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I swam across; I jumped across for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh what a thing to do'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cos you were all yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I drew a line; I drew a line for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And your skin, oh yeah your skin and bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Turn into something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D'you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For you I bleed myself dry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how they shine for…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how they shine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look at the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Look how they shine for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And all the things that you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110769634479495660?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110769634479495660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110769634479495660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110769634479495660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110769634479495660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/02/teehee.html' title='teehee'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110701002591326574</id><published>2005-01-29T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T06:47:05.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today yesterday tmr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everybody, im proud to announce tt ive completed the class's campfire script. if u wanna take a look at it, pls ask me. *valid for members of 3s only.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;countdown: 26 more days to OAC. i cant wait!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yest, had p.e. did rock wall climbing... at da 4m there i was abt to reach for one of those fake rocks when i missed it and totally lost my footing n fell. ARGH! i wanted to reach to the top!! then i wanted to continue budden i'd be selfish if i actually did tt cuz then others no chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this wkend i wunt go out.. sighx.. too many things to do. so many tests! budden im not reeeli stressed out. finally got da taufik's cd. HOWEVER bad pt is tt he autographed wif a lousy marker n i scared tt it'll wear off over time. sighx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soo tired! ( i think i got ****** causing pelvic pain.. dis is a bit nc16.. u ppl r not 16 yet and neither am i bud im closer to it than u r hahas. boo. life isnt fair but im contented. :P if u wanna noe ask me) back ache, arm ache, and plus, i'm sick. my nose hurts, wanna drop off and i cant freakin breathe. grr. i hate being sick. and im soo tokin soft. ee wich is not me. demure and all. bleagh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;yays! monday char returns from her OBS!! finally. bud mon sux. history n french tests. y must u ppl complicate life wif revolutions and wars and political struggles?? wads ur prob may i ask? n btw, i think lenin is handsome (or rather `was'  considering he's dead but embalmed in a glass coffin in a museum- courtesy of stalin.) well anyways.. my other complain is the french ppl. i noe la police est tres ineffiace n tt sux BUT do u haf to complicate ur langue as well? passe compose and imparfait and what blahh bout cameras and videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and now, back to my hair issue. hahas. okay skip this part if uve enuff abt my hair saga. i saw a store tt said ' student cut- $9' OMG!!! cheaper than 10 is a plus plus!! but i STILL cant bliv dina found a 6 bucks salon. must be horrigible cutting skills. like cannot cut straight? and julie found a 7 bucks one. HELLO. wer do u ppl find all these places? im jealous. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110701002591326574?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110701002591326574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110701002591326574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110701002591326574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110701002591326574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-yesterday-tmr.html' title='today yesterday tmr'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110627507837572869</id><published>2005-01-21T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T18:37:58.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace at last</title><content type='html'>hey therre. feeling: at peace.&lt;br /&gt;yest durin band, i was out of sorts. there was obviously sumthn wrong wif me n i knew iw as freakin every1 outt. to be honest, part of me wanted tt. to be mean. (the sadist part tt just wanted to make every1 miserable) i was mean to jess. i noe tt. sorry okaes. even tho' i was pretending to be angry and all, still, i did feel it.&lt;br /&gt;these few days haf been weird. i'll be super nice in the morning but by after school, i'll be super mean. shaz told me she was freakin out cuz i was creepy. is it lack of sleep? is it cuz im too tired and my whole body's aching? or im sick of being too nice so da badass part surfaces? wtv it is, its over and today is da only thing tt matters and for today, i feel happy. i feel calm. i feel nice. and i feel like doing good deeds. maybe its da festive spirit. da spirit of purity and everything else. i'm tellin you. i don't feel like causing any harm towards anyone today.&lt;br /&gt;the surroundings are just like a paper backgrnd at a photo shoot- its there but its not affecting you, neither is it affecting anyone else. its JUST there. da music in the backgrnd is so distant tt im not singin along or groovin to it. which is so un-mira.&lt;br /&gt;ive just realised tt usually i'll prattle abt da day, making sumthn big out of a small thing, exaggeratin just to make it sound dramatic enough. bridget jones' style and totally refering to you, the reader. but today, im writin because i need a space wer i can reflect and talk to myself. and today, there is no 'haha' and '...'.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant go to the thnng tmr. mum wants me to stay at home more. sometimes im think she's just lonely. dad's at wk, sis and i got skool. she has no one and nothing to do. and nobody to seek comfort from esp after every ** (you wldnt know.)&lt;br /&gt;serendempugenty. i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110627507837572869?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110627507837572869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110627507837572869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110627507837572869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110627507837572869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/01/peace-at-last.html' title='peace at last'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110561985091839931</id><published>2005-01-13T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T04:40:15.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*something wasnt righttt i can feel it AGAIN feel it AGAIN... this isnt the first time tt u left me waitin... SAD EXCUSES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tt 'short' meetin turned out to be longer than i hoped. grr. was quite l8 cuz supposed to meet mum at 2.30 at lavender mrt but was still in school then. anyways, wen i finally found her, i saw dad there too. OMFG! i knew he was excited abt me gettin my i/c *lolx* buttt... like whoa. he actuallie skipped wk cuz of me??? (or so i thot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wells... turns out that he was too sleepy to go to wk n took a day off cuz yest had to accompany a neighbour to airport. bahh... so i gez it wasnt abt me.&lt;br /&gt;l8r went to eat at beach rd... there was dis reeli old and frail lady limping and walkin in such a manner tt can onli make one assume tt every step is like a challenge to her... i tot she was a homeless person or sumthn.. askin for donations but, turns out she was selling keropok... da sight of her is reeli reeli heartening.. she looks 80-90++ and there she was tryin to make a living by selling a trolley full of keropok... i wanted to cry at tt point of time... its veri veri sad.. n makes me wonder wer her kids r and y she must do dis...&lt;br /&gt;mum told me she appeared in berita harian once... she refuses to live in a home and tt her hubby's still alive n wkin in a masjid... her kids? she's got none. i guess kids r impt after all... she claims tt she doesnt want donations, she wants to make an honest life... she still has her pride and wen dad gave her some cash, she insisted on givin us some packs of keropok... its reeli eye-tearing...&lt;br /&gt;i hope she's alright... god protect and bless her...&lt;br /&gt;after tt, i suddenly thot of all the things i took for granted n i felt a sense of remorse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;band assessment was okay. our whole section passed. whee... taufik's cd comin up tmr! yays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lolx... hmv pasted da $17.99 tagg on his face... hope they remove it to a better spot.. u noe wad ive just realised sumthn.. y'know tt go next blog button on top of da page rites.. if u click on it, it'll go to random blogs!! hahas ok. maybe its not new. but hey.. im a new blogspot user! go me!! i rawk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reflect on urself and bring peace to the world_____** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110561985091839931?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110561985091839931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110561985091839931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110561985091839931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110561985091839931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-wasnt-righttt-i-can-feel-it.html' title=''/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110484166115765457</id><published>2005-01-04T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T04:27:41.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss yoo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i miss yoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tine mei... ive just gotten ur card... thx 4 da piccys kay.. i'm sooo BLARDY SAD! newes, the envelope made a funny noise when u shake it so i tot got sand or sumthn inside... i figured the mailman dropped it in a pile of sand n some of it got inside.. ho ho. tine u crazy gerl! u put glitter! omg now my hands r COVERED wif glitter... all YOUR fault *pouts* *angry. pretends onli la* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;tt small card wif da ribbon was such a FAN-TAS-TIC idea... luv it lotsss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIR NEEDS TO LEARN A BIT OF TACK. seriously. i shall not mention anythn else bout this truly UPSETTING storee..&lt;br /&gt;sorry bout tt interruption. we shall continue abt just another episode of days of MY life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;tine, i'll cya soon kaes... u can haf da american/brit/blah even scandovinadian[wtv]  guy(s). chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;everyone, pls put ur hands together for me the great for ive completed amath! YAYS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;y is everyone feelin sadd? cheerup okaes. u noe whu u r... ( a few ppl) i think im startin to feel a lil more adjusted to my new class. i still miss 2A. just now durin sectionals, we had to go classrm block to prac. den we went inside 2A okaess.. i wanted to cry! i was soo overwhelmed by a mixture of feelings- sad, longing, happy, misery and god knows wad others.. i still rmbed wen i'd enter the rm in the morn.. n lena n tine n so many others not from my close circle who wld say hi n smile n look reeli happy to be there n just to c me. yes im such a sapp. bud reeli, it makes a whole lot of difference. the warmth and the friendliness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;n tine. u'd alwaes be the first one to gimme a hugg... hope ure doin fine dere. it sux w/o u and everyone elz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;by recess, we go back to royal fam and 2A... everyone's hangin out wif their cca mates or ex-classmates... things r reeli &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bluuu&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sighx... maria, we go next wed to do i/c okaes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;take it easyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110484166115765457?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110484166115765457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110484166115765457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110484166115765457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110484166115765457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-miss-yoo.html' title='i miss yoo!!'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110455388783102706</id><published>2005-01-01T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T20:35:58.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ahhhh back from sec 1 orientation camp... soo tiring... 31st dec 2004 was a rubbish day. i wldnt even call it a day. i slept thru half of it. came back abt 2.30pm or sumthn.. ate n den i &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SLEPT&lt;/span&gt;. i woke up at 7 to pray and slept &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; till today... abt 6.30. grrr soo angry i didnt even do any sort of countdown... and now.. drumroll pleessss... *drrrrrrrrrrrrrrr* *ker-ching!*&lt;br /&gt;i have officially finished malay homework. yays... took me 3 wks? haha everytime do a bit den play hahas. congrats to me...&lt;br /&gt;next up...&lt;br /&gt;my class..... * drrrrrrr* *ker-channg!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3s!&lt;/span&gt; so relieved its not 3c. i mean can u imagine me writing my name and 3c everywer??? eeeks. den den den tt fatima go n tell ghost stories abt 3s and den at nite went to the board n i found out i was in 3s ahahahs. hrrmmph. now i wunt come so early. ehs. bahhhhh rubbish! i neva come early. teehee&lt;br /&gt;okok i shall talk abt.. the camp!&lt;br /&gt;okayy at first i was freakin outt like majorly n was sorta stressed budden i CHILLED! the sucky part was kena a lot of scolding kaess!! i felt so pressured n tt it was my fault... i even cried... stupid la i was tryin to hold back the tears n wen i finally went inside as2, i cant tahan alr..den crystal n sumbody sorta saw tt i was v upset n abt to cry n was like ' eh dunt feel bad larx.. ure doin fine' n kept reassuring us.. thx aprie 4 comfortin tho'...&lt;br /&gt;campfire rox la... verena n aisyah totally rocked da house!!! oh yea n amanda did dis supa supa keeeuuute 3d fire! at the end of it wen mr suresh officially closed it, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he STOMPED on it!!&lt;/span&gt; arhhhhh i was sad 4 amanda... hahas...&lt;br /&gt;den at nite... arhhh me n shuyan n aisyah were like chitchattin... den christiana n sye yuet came... n ahahhas.. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;we OFFICIALLY SLEPT at 3.30am&lt;/span&gt;. yays... da macritchie thingy was canceled so we stayed in mph... den we did fun quiz n stuff...&lt;br /&gt;actuallie the leaders were joking wen dey say the last person whu sits down must do da peel banana dance.. BUT dis gerl from 1N i think... she came out and actuallie did it okaes!! soo sporting... cute la she. oohs sumbody go n play da fantasia barrino song and sye yuet just got up and danced onstage!! arhhhhhh hahhas soo funny la...&lt;br /&gt;den afta it all ended, we poor sec 2s must go n compile da evaluation forms... dey all said the fd sucked BIG TIME. omgggg soo pampered la da fd was nice kaes.. its da spaghetti n chicken from laz tyme sec 4 prom one... and dey think we their MAID isit?? must clear up after dem...&lt;br /&gt;ooh i think elizabeth is like their mummy!! soo caring n went arnd askin whether they eat alr... so sweeeet!&lt;br /&gt;i quite sad actuallie tt end alr.. but relieved afta 2 mths of planning... yays!&lt;br /&gt;cya ppl on monday, 3rd jan [ u noe wad dae it is anyways]&lt;br /&gt;MERRY new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;official countdown:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;35h 30 mins 30 secs to 3rd jan...&lt;/span&gt; *grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110455388783102706?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110455388783102706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110455388783102706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110455388783102706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110455388783102706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2005/01/post-camp.html' title='post camp'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110432337231336411</id><published>2004-12-29T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T04:29:32.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho</title><content type='html'>PEOPLE!! i promise i promise i promise i'll upload the outing piccys reeli soon b4 2004 ends *smiles* i'm reeli bz now will do it soonnn kaes? yays. knew u'd 4giv me.. but i feel so guilty! -grrr&lt;br /&gt;finallie! the stupid song's playin yay time to change the song... just now had cca exhibition... so farnn kaes.. there was dis parent who asked me abt the whole cca stuff from auditions and benefits. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OMFG!&lt;/span&gt; wtf la.. ms leong's speech 4 wad arh? i had to rpt &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; all over again.. sighxx.. some ppl just dont listen. oh yea. n i soo hate that asshoLE woman who was damn bitchay bout band. dont want to listen, dont like den fine. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;GO AWAYYY.&lt;/span&gt; we dont need a.p. ppl like you.. hehe tmr got sec 1 orientation!! yays x1000&lt;br /&gt;i'm actuallie freakin outt but some idiots r soo excited abt it. *faints* tmr got band oso dne tuba onli got shaz.. ho ho.. sir is going to be veri veri veri upset.&lt;br /&gt;so so so sleepy... too bad for me kant watch anime l8r must slp...&lt;br /&gt;n im gonan cut short dis entry cuz i need time to search 4 anuda temp. cuz SOME ppl &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;complain n complain&lt;/span&gt; abt this pinkish temp.. im gettin wayy too many negative response. ttz not gd. i haf to change. u ppl happy?&lt;br /&gt;* mummy!!! itchY!! *SMACKS ARM* lolx... (private joke la go away if dunno.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110432337231336411?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110432337231336411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110432337231336411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110432337231336411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110432337231336411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/ho-ho.html' title='ho ho'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110394820673313468</id><published>2004-12-25T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T20:16:46.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am so freakinnn pissed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y isnt the stupid song playin? grr waste my time only... oh well me thinks me gonna cut hair... yes again &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*smiles* got wedding to go to l8r n my sis's friend's open hse.. MORE FOOD!! i. am. going. to put. on. more. weight. oh wells... wtv! i lurve fooooddd!! those who diet haf seriously freakin lost their marbles... life is short.. eat wad u want! anyway, can alwaes shed some kilos aftawards if so concious abt it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;merry xmas ppl... so lucki get prezzies... grrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yea. i woke up abt 5.45 am or sumthn n i on my fone wen suddenly it beeped continuously.. i was wonderin wad the shit happened to it... hahs.. 10++ freakin msgs to wish me merry xmas... oh gawd. ttz like way more greetings i get than hari raya.. n i dunt even celebrate it.. but oh wells, thx anyway.. appreciated it! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110394820673313468?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110394820673313468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110394820673313468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110394820673313468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110394820673313468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/grr.html' title='grr'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110387617056010794</id><published>2004-12-23T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T00:16:10.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>partaay n stuff</title><content type='html'>i can't stop singing 'peace by the river' grrr... its gettin on my nerves! yest went to wendy's party... got a lot of tkgians n a few kcians... stella, rena, yi zhen, dawn, kimberly were there... said a few hies and all cold... grrr... don't like them. pooh.&lt;br /&gt;wendy's seniors were dancing n dancing n dancing... n dey ate n ate n ate &lt;strong&gt;MY gosh.&lt;/strong&gt; but they were nice.. oh yeas n there was dis girl who looked like murni from 2i!! omg does murni have a relative or sumthn in tkgs? bahhh... den da guys were all mat stoners... n then me n nuzy saw dis pretty disgusting drink wif unknown humongous particles in it.. wendy's fren lois was like : yea.. we put everything inside.. wanna try? GROSSSSS!!! n boy was the rm cold... brrrr&lt;br /&gt;we gave wen dis pink monkey tt can record messages... cost me a fortune!! hahas... can i get any more broke? hrmph... its soo cute okaes.. wished i bought it 4 myself.. so many funky stuff in tt store!! i wanna buy everything okaes... go get me stuff from there its at parkway... thx! hehs..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea... den wen we were abt to leave( ok big THANK YOU to nuzy 4 forcing me to stay to give wendy 'moral support' or else wldnt haf met nad n liz) ARGH!!!! NAD N LIZ SO BLARDY TALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i jealous! liz so freakin tall i had to sorta look up wen tokin ot her.. (y u go n wear heels wen so tall alr? i dont get u la) i admit.. nad, &lt;strong&gt;I MISS U&lt;/strong&gt;!! truly... she's like all huggy n "mirar, u BITCH!!! y da HELL r u leavin so freakin early? i just got herrre!!" hahas sorry gerl.. had to leave... oh yea omg i saw yi zhen's x alex isit? eeeee he was hangin arnd her like a sick lovelorn pup. wendy said she invited him cuz she tot they were still 2geder.. wen she asked y he came, he said its cuz he wanted to see her x! arhxxxx pathetic. gawd...&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. me took a few snaps 4 fun...&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/amiralovestohaha/IMG_03311.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm soo alone.. i'm rejected, dejected... i wanna cry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/amiralovestohaha/IMG_03361.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ooh baby! i've found my man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolx!!!! anyways, durin regist yest, i found out tt 6 ppl from kcpri got into cedar!! alrite! my yr got 4 , last yr got 1, this yr got 6! yays!! i so proud of them! then, at the pe short sales at 2nd lvl empty corridor, i saw rahimah!!! arhhhhh she got &lt;strong&gt;266&lt;/strong&gt;! smart gerl.. come to cedar 4 wad? can go raffles... haha but nvm i happy she come... i soo proud of u! she takin french oso.. yays... i think she'll be in maths olympiad class la.. math a* wad... whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; k dad's home .. must go n get ready for OH YAYS. got tt bursary thngg.. it's on 9th jan sun. gdie.. den can go.. lucki can go.. if canot den my cheque will go MOE! arghh wad a waste of $!&lt;br /&gt;oh yars.. gonna go to my mum's fren's daughter's wedding today...&lt;br /&gt;btw, thx wx for ur card!! soo nice da bear... hallmark arh... waaahhh thx!! 4eva frenz yea?? yays...&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays!&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/9701747-110387617056010794?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110387617056010794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110387617056010794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110387617056010794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110387617056010794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/partaay-n-stuff.html' title='partaay n stuff'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110370960719621335</id><published>2004-12-22T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T02:00:07.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala</title><content type='html'>heys.. i think the radio is tryin to tell me sumthn... i was listenin to ashlee simpson's ' i want to lala' (is tt wadsit called?) and then there was anuda song n it was at da lala part... its a sign i tell u! i knew tt i had to make the title of this entry 'lala'...&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. im frikken pissed! i so dont wanna do ml hw budden got marks... n i noe its so gonna help wif my CA and mid yrs... i mean what if i fail *again* hahs. then, it's all her fault. wahahaha. okaes, CCHILLL gerl!&lt;br /&gt;my. holidays. are. almost. OVER. and. i. haf. NOT. enjoyed. myself. dammit! ho ho i think shu yan's suggestion abt filling tuba up wif water den blasting, to expand diaphragm (dunno howto spell!) is interesting... say st andrew n temasek say one.. hahs maybe they're bluffing so we wunt get gold... hehe... who knows eh? hrmm she preferred shaz's reflection cuz she added da st andrews/qyo part... grrr.. shaz, i jealous larx.. hahas.. haiyo.. wad she expect me to write abt? the part wer gavin go n did a clean sweep of his mouth n jammed his tongue into the mouthpiece? the part wer sasha was practically staring at david n was a bit upset wen he didnt sit next to her initially? the part wer shaz was gazing adoringly at david n hanging onto every single word he said? the part wer tt curly hair cornet guy go n blast till my ears wanna drop? or how abt the part wen the conductor said my eyes smile wen i play and said our tuba section is betta than sa's (tho i think he was teasin bud sir takes him seriously n has high hopes 4 us) ooh n how abt the checkin outt part... esp the sa flute soloist.. woohoo play wif such emotions n so damn perfect tt everyone was staring open-mouthed? and everything in between? ahhaas.. okok fine.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, goderic said he goin tp... hahas so near my hse! ok he said he wanted to bud i think he can go larx... anyway, so farni man... was like u wanna go to my friend's party? eh wait, shit, u too young...(must be 16++?) hahahas rubbish la dude! yays yuet ee goin vjc n debby goin tjc for 1st 3 mths... those whu neva get in dont sad larx can go n work n earn $! alrite !! i want more money!! boohoo... *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;btw, im not an anime fan..like gila gila liddat.. i just like certain anime... bud now all the anime's on animax n axn got practically nutthn.. OMG!!! i just rmbed! they sya tt there's a free premier screening of animax on channel one... cuz i think they want more ppl to suscribe... its from 20th-27th or sumthn... OH WAIT!  i just missed 2 days! arghhhh... *smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;i love shaz!!! yes, i truly do... she got the sons of the dark series... YAYS! ahhhh its so damn shiok! u rock la gerl... i think the cover guy is cute.. nice hair.. so curly! ahha bud duh rites.. cover ppl alwaes gd-lkin.. look at daughters of the moon...&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. i just rmbed... do you noe tt this yr's cut-off pt is 245? my gawd.. i so disappointed kaes.. at first we heard 255 den we were like shocked cuz we didnt expect tt much... still rmb carmen's n candy's n jessica's face... haha... ohs then i think those who buy uni just now very smart cuz tmr sure got a lot of ppl... den must queue up long long.. grrr&lt;br /&gt;yo.. thx carmen for the card.. clara u too... so sweet go thru all the trouble to make card... so much time!! (i envy u.. sighx)&lt;br /&gt;ehs just herad on the radio.. rgs cut off id down by 2 pts to 263.. and nanyang gals down by 2 oso to god knows wad... den our school oso down by 2 pts!! omg!! is this another sign???&lt;br /&gt;*signs r everywer* do u c the traffic light? ok lame larx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110370960719621335?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110370960719621335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110370960719621335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110370960719621335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110370960719621335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/lala.html' title='lala'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110355049956121653</id><published>2004-12-20T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T05:53:17.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new</title><content type='html'>i'm sick and tired or diaryland... so u noe tt everytime i wanna change temp, it'll take me ages to find a decent one? not only tt, all the pretty temps r under blogspot only (maybe diary-x too).. so everyone, edit ur links to this one.&lt;br /&gt;i came home abt 3-ish n was veri veri hungry so i ate wtv i cld find.. n for some during-meal-entertainment, i tuned into star world to find tt the bold n beautiful is STILL on. hahas, yes it must be in its 1 millionth or gazillionth episode. anyway, the scene tt i incidentally was watchin was wen dis dude was totally covered in blood and was sorta unconcious.btw, his shirt was unbuttoned so u cld see his chest. no, i did not find it attractive. the thought tt the producers must have purposely made his shirt unbuttoned for unspoken but understood-the-same, reasons was like swooshin' in my head. hahas..ok n gez wad he said wen he gained conciousness? "somebody hurt me" OHMYFREAKINGGAWD!!! hahha ttz so freakin lame!&lt;br /&gt;okaes, i made this amazing observation... companies like singtel, starhub, m1 wtv... they soo prefer if u change ur plan rather than stick to ur current one. i mean, they think its betta to gain new customers and losing old ones... harhh weirdos...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i found this fabulous book by jennifer fallon called 'medalion'... its 'a spellbinding new fantasy epic' according to the cover... and its true! okae its not TT new cuz its from 2000 but published onli in 2004 by orbit bks.. hahas sounds as if im doin a book review.. but anyway, it rawx like shit!!! y? its not just a a normal fantasy bk... its got ROMANCE! ahhhh.. wad a beauutifool combo. haiz... *in lurve* its a trilogy so i'll be searchin 4 book 2- 'treason keep' dont steal my books okay.. lemme read em first.&lt;br /&gt;also, there's a new bk by sarah dessen called 'the truth abt forever'... go checkitout.. ive got a copy wif me... bud im using it for bk review (dont copy pls thx loadsie!)&lt;br /&gt;okok nuff bout bks... y'know on arts central rites... got dis anime called inuyasha... it rawx!!! me shermy r like crazy over it.. inuyasha's hers... sesshomaru's mine..n im soooo jealous over the gerl 'rin' who's gonan end up wif MY sessy in the end.. hrmmmphs. so angry okaes... k nvm.. i shall paste a pic of him here so u noe how he looks like... *sa-woon!!*&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR WENDY'S PARTY ON THE 23RD!! yay... mummy allowed me to go... am soo lookin 4ward to it...&lt;br /&gt;ohs, y'know tt sleepover y'all sorta plannin, shit manz, they dont allow...gave some stupid excuse urghh im ANGRY!&lt;br /&gt;okaes, here comes the picture!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/amiralovestohaha/sessy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!! he's so shuai!!! kk, compare wif inuyasha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/amiralovestohaha/inuyasha024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah babeh!!! okok now check out my bf... (sessy's my hubby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v310/amiralovestohaha/miroku007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ladies, get ur PAWS off my men... go find ur own... omg *SAAA-WOOONS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110355049956121653?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110355049956121653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110355049956121653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110355049956121653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110355049956121653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/new_20.html' title='new'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9701747.post-110353994570610655</id><published>2004-12-20T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T02:52:25.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new</title><content type='html'>new. ure so new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9701747-110353994570610655?l=p-y-n-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/feeds/110353994570610655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9701747&amp;postID=110353994570610655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110353994570610655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9701747/posts/default/110353994570610655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://p-y-n-k.blogspot.com/2004/12/new.html' title='new'/><author><name>`a</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399151891206614278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
