<?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-3883479</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:17:19.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Light</title><subtitle type='html'>It's all about jesus..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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>200</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-107366435346796714</id><published>2004-01-10T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T00:07:37.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hur. i shall offically CLOSE DOWN my blog. it's not like as if i update it that often and like i dun use it to write stuff. like only to post up crap and stuff? so yes. there it is. blog is CLOSED. no point putting it up anyway.. so yup yup. CLOSED. ALL CLOSED. hmmm. maybe shall just leave my blog hanging in the air so that you all can tag me. okays? byebye for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love angela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-107366435346796714?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107366435346796714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107366435346796714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107366435346796714' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-107263588839350787</id><published>2003-12-29T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T02:29:49.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- FRIENDS AND LOVE -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Best Friend : Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Best Friend : tRiLi and CaRoLiNe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Best Friend : gRacE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Best Friend : cZe kiN, aH sAm, tiMotHy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Friend that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fails to be there : jeSus and tRiLi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treasure most : all my fwens..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that he/she you have drifted from : isa..natalie..abby..caron..eric..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be there in a flash : tRiLi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has seen your tears : actually arh.. no one leh. cos i dun cry wan. :X unless it's during alter call..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fails to make you smile : tRiLi! aH sAm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craps the most : LUMPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is always there to give you a hug : tRiLi! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is always there to hear you out : tRiLi! aH sAm.. tiMothY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not judge you : tRiLI! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the craziest things with you : none other than trili ho larh. heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can annoy : hmmm. who can i annoy arh..? hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be bored of : eh. i can't and i'll never be bored of my fwens okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Caring : tRiLi.. ah sAm.. tiM.. graCe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Loving : gRace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Motherly : BETTINA MUMMY! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least Motherly : err..eerr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Playful : cze kin larh.. always bully me.. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prankster of the group : er.er. derno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Quiet : everyone is noisy like me larh! :X opps. heh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Loudest : Me! mE! ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Popular : Ho Meiyu. [ hur. decided not to use trili. so much trili le. heh. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most easy-to-get-sabo : He2 Mei3 Yu4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most piggy : tWi, sAm [ i'm pig..his my xiao zhu! :)) ] and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most brotherly : timothy and daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most sisterly : grace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most photogenic : me! i look nicer in fotos. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most vain : LAU CZE KIN!! he's the vainest okay! [ eh.. my shirt okay norts? see larh! mess up my hair!.. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most shuai : cze kin larh cze kin larh.. [ eh. xiao xing arh..dun be too yaya when you see this hor. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best smile : germaine and her xiao tian tian smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best eyes : timothy larh! so reflective okays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best spreader : hurmmx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most dramatic : hur. twila grace and me. :X [ heh. grace and twi you both shld know why larh hor? X)) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest : xiao ke ai cute? carox and shuying! lil boy cute? ah sAm larh... my er zi mah. of cos cute larh! :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Adorable : chen hao and zi hao! ahhHh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most able to suan : saddly..me again.. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most romantic : timothy!! derno why. hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetest : germaine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prettiest : germaine! carox! wah.. so chio..!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best dressed : timothy.. trili.. [ hmm.. both names also starts with T. :X ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexiest : TIMOTHY!!!!! wah.. can't stand him.. he's got a sexy leg.. wah.. -droolls..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Buay Hiao Bai : hurrr.. trili and cze kin larh.. who else.. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Friendly and Outgoing : twiLa hO meIyU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Welcoming : uhhh?&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wah.. so much trili.. eh. girl.. shld be honoured know! XP &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-107263588839350787?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107263588839350787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107263588839350787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107263588839350787' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-107245273797338780</id><published>2003-12-26T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T23:33:42.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Jesus VS Lord of the Rings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mission and purpose&lt;br /&gt;frodo:to be the ring bearer whose mission is to destroy the ring.&lt;br /&gt;jesus: to be the sin bearer who takes away the sin of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resistance to evil&lt;br /&gt;frodo:struggled to resist the temptation to use the ring for evil.&lt;br /&gt;jesus:resisted the temptations of the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claim to the throne&lt;br /&gt;aragon:the rightful and coming king of Gondor, born in the line of the kings&lt;br /&gt;jesus: the rightful and coming king if Heavens and Earth, born in the line of king David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death and resurrection&lt;br /&gt;Gandolf:returned to life with greater power after falling into a chasm of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;jesus:resurrected in a glorified body after 3 days and 3 nights in the belly of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foe&lt;br /&gt;sauron:a once-defeated evil being who seeks dominion of middle earth.&lt;br /&gt;satan:a defeated enemy who tried to take over heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climatic battle&lt;br /&gt;LOTR: took place in the third age of middle earth&lt;br /&gt;christ:takes place in the third millennium since the first coming of christ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: " I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn; and if by my life or death I can protect you, I will."&lt;br /&gt;jesus: "I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd gives His life for the sheep."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-107245273797338780?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107245273797338780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107245273797338780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107245273797338780' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-107185438034058446</id><published>2003-12-20T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T01:20:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FRIENDS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best:Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Girls:trili! caroline! nataliee.. isa.. abby.. germaine.. audrey..grace..&lt;br /&gt;*Guys: timothy.. sam.. daniel kor.. cze kin.. nathaniel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've Known the Longest:grace and caroline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've known the least longest:xuanyi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell anything to:Jesus. trili. timothy. sam erzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives farthest away:nah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lives closest:caroline and isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weirdest:eerr. dun wan to say the person name here. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest:LUMPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quietest:dorea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smartest:errh. all the RI ppl larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolest:how cool you wan? ice cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirtiest:jasmine. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest:caroline! she's xiao ke ai! dominic phua! david phoon! chen hao and zi hao! so cutee! ahhh! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prettiest:germaine! caroline! trili!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tallest:leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortest:heh. amos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most outgoing:trili!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most hyper:eerr.. ME! :X so bhb. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most friendly:trili. caroline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most caring:trili..timothy.. sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most sensitive:not to mention name here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Popular:hmm. trili.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most creative:bala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most annoying: hur. name not to mention here too. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most "off and on":huh? wad on and off? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most TRULY unique:we're all unique la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Pampered:hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most kissable:trili! haha. :P hey... i'm not a les though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most confusing:dunnoee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always there for you:trili. caroline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always makes you laugh: lumpy! see his face wanna laugh le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always has something clever to say:hhmmm. dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always makes you really think: huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always brightens your day:trili! caroline! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most daring:hmmm. kor..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most outrageous:dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Hair:my jie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Eyes:timothy! so reflective wann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Smile:germaine. she got those xiao tian tian smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to become famous:hmmm. joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to star in a "got milk ad": jasmine. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to become a Hollywood actress:hmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to become a writer: vir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to go to Harvard:huhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to end up flipping burgers at the local fast food restaurant:eeerrrr.. dunnoee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most likely to become a celebrity athlete:joy lau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First to get married:caroline! derno why but got this feeling that she will get married quite early.. at least..earlier than me and trili..heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last to get married:hmmm. dunnoe larh! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who will probably never get married: ppl that wanna be a nun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who'll have the most kids:timothy! he wants a soccer team okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who'll have the least:haha. least means unbearable rite? :P dunnoe who larhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who'll be your maid of honor:hee. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One who'll be your best man:timothy! cze kin! kor! nat chen! aiya.. but one only rite? dernoo larhh. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whose like the sister god forgot to give you: god forgotten to give me grace! she's like my twin sis! they say we look abit alike.. heh. he also forgotten to give me trili and caroline so that i could bully them at home! but..oohh well..-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whose like the brother god forgot to give you: timothy and kor! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-107185438034058446?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107185438034058446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107185438034058446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107185438034058446' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-107157610561752533</id><published>2003-12-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T20:02:57.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmsh.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been updating here for very long time.&lt;br /&gt;ladarrss..&lt;br /&gt;camp has been a great time for me.&lt;br /&gt;i know that i've heard God speak to me thru this camp.&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh baby!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad twi is back.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;like i see her almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;wheE`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-107157610561752533?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107157610561752533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/107157610561752533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107157610561752533' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106986018594037060</id><published>2003-11-26T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T23:23:51.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;my mind is all CAMP CAMP CAMP!&lt;br /&gt;and TRILI TRILI TRILI!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wheE`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106986018594037060?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106986018594037060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106986018594037060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106986018594037060' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106977327469504278</id><published>2003-11-25T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T23:17:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. saw this in isa and abby's blog.&lt;br /&gt;and soOo.. got nothing better to do soO.&lt;br /&gt;heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME: &lt;br /&gt;01 | horror movies. [ well. some only.heh. ]&lt;br /&gt;02 | strange happenings&lt;br /&gt;03 | nothing else i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO MAKE ME LAUGH: &lt;br /&gt;01 | JOSH CHO [ abby: you gotta get that nut case to see this! :P ]&lt;br /&gt;02 | my "beloved" kor, who is another nut case, da niao dan&lt;br /&gt;03 | carox`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I LOVE: &lt;br /&gt;01 | of cos none other than my skateboard! :)&lt;br /&gt;02 | chocolates! yummiee. they just simply rock! &lt;br /&gt;03 | dancing! ooh yeahh baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I HATE: &lt;br /&gt;01 | fakers. they are not things though.&lt;br /&gt;02 | people to irritate me more when i'm irritated&lt;br /&gt;03 | being ignored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND: &lt;br /&gt;01 | who created god if he created us?&lt;br /&gt;02 | why some people fake their personality and character?&lt;br /&gt;03 | why can't people not take exams? is it really that important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ON MY DESK: &lt;br /&gt;01 | books, [ including magazines ]&lt;br /&gt;02 | stationary,&lt;br /&gt;03 | stuff given by my fwens [ everything is in a BIG mess. heh ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I'M DOING RIGHT NOW: &lt;br /&gt;01 | using com&lt;br /&gt;02 | breathing? -dUh-&lt;br /&gt;03 | thinking?? -toings-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I WANT TO DO BEFORE I DIE: &lt;br /&gt;01 | tour around the world with my friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;02 | get married. heh. [ i still wanna skate down the aisle! :D ]&lt;br /&gt;03 | bongee jumping!! [ is it spelt correctly? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I CAN DO: &lt;br /&gt;01 | skate&lt;br /&gt;02 | eat alot alot! more than you can imagine! dun believe can errr.. ask twi and     carox! :)&lt;br /&gt;03 | dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY: &lt;br /&gt;01 | crazy girl who always jumps around and scream and go crazy?&lt;br /&gt;02 | God's child! :))&lt;br /&gt;03 | blur queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I CAN'T DO: &lt;br /&gt;01 | do a handstand without wall&lt;br /&gt;02 | stunts on my skateboard. heh. i nv pratice. :P&lt;br /&gt;03 | can't think of anything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST: &lt;br /&gt;01 | ooh. &lt;br /&gt;02 | i think i blur le. you understand? i dun understand leh. :S&lt;br /&gt;03 | lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FOODS: &lt;br /&gt;01 | chocolate! whoOwheE` &lt;br /&gt;02 | sashimi!! yummiee - saliva drips -&lt;br /&gt;03 | junk food! heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'D LIKE TO LEARN: &lt;br /&gt;01 | breakdancing&lt;br /&gt;02 | drums and electric guitar&lt;br /&gt;03 | all the extreme sports! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE BEVERAGES YOU DRINK REGULARLY: &lt;br /&gt;01 | coke [ it rock ]&lt;br /&gt;02 | pepsi twist&lt;br /&gt;03 | plain water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SHOWS YOU WATCHED WHEN YOU WERE A KID: &lt;br /&gt;01 | seame streets&lt;br /&gt;02 | salor moon&lt;br /&gt;03 | power rangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM QUESTIONS... &lt;br /&gt;01 | Spell your name backwards: alegna&lt;br /&gt;02 | How did you name your blog?: err. by nickname&lt;br /&gt;03 | Are you homosexual? do i look like one to you?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106977327469504278?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106977327469504278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106977327469504278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106977327469504278' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106970165564038970</id><published>2003-11-25T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T03:25:37.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>muahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm daidee queen?&lt;br /&gt;i played on com until i got $1439!!!&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh baby!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;wheE`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106970165564038970?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106970165564038970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106970165564038970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106970165564038970' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106956859681966095</id><published>2003-11-23T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T14:23:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life Restored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plug my life into Jesus – this gets my life restored&lt;br /&gt;Such a cakewalk – no brainer&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need to fuss if I call on our saviour&lt;br /&gt;This gets my life restored&lt;br /&gt;Put my life into Jesus – I’ve seen my life restored&lt;br /&gt;Such a cakewalk – no brainer&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need to fuss since I called Him my saviour&lt;br /&gt;Do not even care if I die later&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I belong to Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;If they took my life tonight – chances are I’d arrive&lt;br /&gt;In a place that’s out of sight - and I’m confident I m doin’ fine&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m improving my life, renewing my mind&lt;br /&gt;This all started with Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;Doing what’s right, doin’ quite fine…&lt;br /&gt;This all started with Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;I never realised I was meant to live &lt;br /&gt;To live a new life I would let Him within &lt;br /&gt;Told me- death is the payoff for living in sin &lt;br /&gt;End the cycle when you’re born again&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I first discovered&lt;br /&gt;The Book on my shelf and read cover to cover&lt;br /&gt;Searching – to find religion that held my attention&lt;br /&gt;Finding – something called Christian redemption&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I m improving my life, renewing my mind&lt;br /&gt;This all started with Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;Doing what’s right, doin quite fine&lt;br /&gt;This al started with Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be all right – I’ll be just fine – You’re runnin’ out of time&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine… I can’t go wrong living this way&lt;br /&gt;Plug my life into Jesus – this gets my life restored&lt;br /&gt;Selfish nature – don’t need it&lt;br /&gt;Go give it up – you can conquer your demons&lt;br /&gt;Would it be wrong for me to pry&lt;br /&gt;If you give your life to Christ – chances are dynamite&lt;br /&gt;You will make it out alive and I’m confident you’ll do it right&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m improving my life, renewing my mind&lt;br /&gt;This all started with Roman 10:9&lt;br /&gt;Doing what’s right, doin’ quite fine…&lt;br /&gt;This all started with Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be all right – I’ll be just fine – you’re runnin’ out of time&lt;br /&gt;I can’t go wrong livin’ this way – I’ll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romans 10:9&lt;br /&gt;That if you confess with your mouth, &lt;br /&gt;“Jesus is Lord,” and believe in your heart &lt;br /&gt;that God raised him from the dead, &lt;br /&gt;you will be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song rox mann` whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106956859681966095?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106956859681966095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106956859681966095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106956859681966095' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106951427582659723</id><published>2003-11-22T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T14:23:32.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You Ought to See A Plastic Surgeon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse:&lt;br /&gt;Can this be true, tell me can this be real&lt;br /&gt;How can I put into words what I see?&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw you, I could scarcely believe&lt;br /&gt;That you could be as ugly as a bunch of wild geese&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that pain could feel like this&lt;br /&gt;Then you change my world with just one look&lt;br /&gt;How can it be you right here with me&lt;br /&gt;On this bad day – It’s a nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Your face is like a longkang &lt;br /&gt;Twisted and deep&lt;br /&gt;Your hair is experiment gone horribly wrong&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I know that it’s true&lt;br /&gt;You need to see a plastic surgeon today&lt;br /&gt;A plastic surgeon… Oh yes baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;In all of creation, all things great and small&lt;br /&gt;You are the ugliest of them all&lt;br /&gt;More horrendous than a bald Chihuahua&lt;br /&gt;Your face is as oily as a plate of bak Kwa&lt;br /&gt;And I’m trying hard to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Just how I could stand your sight.&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll fix you up with an appointment&lt;br /&gt;With the plastic surgeon today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (2x)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha. this is damn farnie.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo`&lt;br /&gt;heh. it's done by david koh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106951427582659723?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106951427582659723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106951427582659723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106951427582659723' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106916491915365269</id><published>2003-11-18T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:17:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm soO hyper these few days.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i was bouncing..&lt;br /&gt;and jumping..&lt;br /&gt;and screaming..&lt;br /&gt;during the mission trip dance prac.&lt;br /&gt;i think some of em' think i was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's was a happy day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106916491915365269?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106916491915365269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106916491915365269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106916491915365269' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106909107858199601</id><published>2003-11-18T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T01:45:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saw the mission trip dance todayy!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur. so fun. heh. &lt;br /&gt;i was bouncing abt like crazieh.&lt;br /&gt;heez.&lt;br /&gt;NATALIE CAN DANCE WELL.&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;serious!&lt;br /&gt;we danced for fun o rama audition wif isa.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna to drag this lil mei of mine to join dance minstry.&lt;br /&gt;whoO`&lt;br /&gt;yeahh baby. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;dance for audition was nIcE.&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh baby.&lt;br /&gt;lalalaa..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be daidee queen.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106909107858199601?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106909107858199601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106909107858199601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106909107858199601' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106874383771538994</id><published>2003-11-14T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T01:17:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. &lt;br /&gt;today's carox birfdae.&lt;br /&gt;well. so called "today".&lt;br /&gt;passed 12 midnight le.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birfdae My Dear!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.was out the whole day wif carox.&lt;br /&gt;she's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. guess wad.&lt;br /&gt;i jumped when i opened my blog.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;cos suddenly my song appeared.&lt;br /&gt;then got shocked.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;heez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106874383771538994?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106874383771538994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106874383771538994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106874383771538994' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106863524613334732</id><published>2003-11-12T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T19:07:52.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i "repaired" my blog&lt;br /&gt;woOhoO.&lt;br /&gt;finally it's werking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm going under...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106863524613334732?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106863524613334732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106863524613334732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106863524613334732' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106813170659420624</id><published>2003-11-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T23:18:49.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>argh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;just finished watching the bachelor.&lt;br /&gt;so frustrating okay!&lt;br /&gt;tina never get in to the final two!!!&lt;br /&gt;STOOPIDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;i should relac.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;puff~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. went out with isa today.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday also went out with her to meet pri skool ex best friend joanna.&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;it was good larh..&lt;br /&gt;just meeting her.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she still look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;then we watched &lt;strong&gt;The Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was not very scary..&lt;br /&gt;but quite scary.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;during the movie i was crapping the whole way.&lt;br /&gt;then during the scary parts me and isa covered ourselves with a piece of tissue paper.&lt;br /&gt;So lame.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;ooh well.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  H A P P Y   &lt;br /&gt;B I R T H D A Y  &lt;br /&gt;  T O  M Y  &lt;br /&gt;D A R L I N G  &lt;br /&gt;   M E I  &lt;br /&gt;N UT  A  L E E ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106813170659420624?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106813170659420624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106813170659420624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106813170659420624' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106810244105346831</id><published>2003-11-06T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T15:07:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah!&lt;br /&gt;da punk girl foto very cute hor?&lt;br /&gt;hehx.&lt;br /&gt;sort of remind me of..&lt;br /&gt;me!:X&lt;br /&gt;sound so bhb.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;ooh well.. &lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;thinking of a transfer since i cannot go 3e1.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take art,dnt and pure science and a math and geog.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but cannot take art and dnt hor?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;aiyerx.&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;transfer or not?&lt;br /&gt;huh?how how?&lt;br /&gt;-pui-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this song again.&lt;br /&gt;denoo why.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly so nice.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated&lt;br /&gt;I see the way you're &lt;br /&gt;Acting like somebody else gets me frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Life's like this and you,&lt;br /&gt;and you fall and you crawl and you break and you take what you get&lt;br /&gt;And you turn it into &lt;br /&gt;Honesty and promise me&lt;br /&gt;I'm neva gonna find you fake it&lt;br /&gt;nonono &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106810244105346831?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106810244105346831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106810244105346831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106810244105346831' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106796091368956322</id><published>2003-11-04T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T01:11:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck at home and rotting!&lt;br /&gt;got no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;ask me out leh.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some changes to my blog,&lt;br /&gt;some update and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;got my fotos!&lt;br /&gt;love my blog now.&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Car crashes, TV shows&lt;br /&gt;A drunkard on the side of the road&lt;br /&gt;People running...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106796091368956322?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106796091368956322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106796091368956322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106796091368956322' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106778924135738595</id><published>2003-11-03T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T00:07:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.&lt;br /&gt;today at the airport was funn.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;but when julez and ruth left..-silence-&lt;br /&gt;yihui's baby brother so cute!&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;i kissed natnat today! [ nat yeo larh! ]&lt;br /&gt;hehes&lt;br /&gt;ahh.&lt;br /&gt;my lil meimei..&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;woOhoO`&lt;br /&gt;lALa..&lt;br /&gt;just now at arnd the viewing hall,&lt;br /&gt;got this small lil boi.&lt;br /&gt;so cute you know!&lt;br /&gt;hehes&lt;br /&gt;next time if i have my child i sure to bring camera all arnd..&lt;br /&gt;to take shots of him/her!&lt;br /&gt;ahh. so cute so cute!&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106778924135738595?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106778924135738595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106778924135738595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106778924135738595' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106761686235145714</id><published>2003-11-01T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T00:14:33.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the last day of skool.&lt;br /&gt;woOhoO`&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;aiyerz. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss 2e1 of 2003!&lt;br /&gt;2e1 rox man!&lt;br /&gt;we won the best class award,&lt;br /&gt;went fer chalet,snow city..&lt;br /&gt;and the monthly birfdae celebration that we always haf..&lt;br /&gt;aish. i'll miss 2e1 for sure.&lt;br /&gt;-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;just now when i was looking thru my year book and my autographs,&lt;br /&gt;it brought back the beauty memories of 2e1.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;the radio was playing gratuation song!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so qiao.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106761686235145714?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106761686235145714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106761686235145714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106761686235145714' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106743229434651613</id><published>2003-10-29T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T20:58:21.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;STYLE&gt;&lt;!-- .f {color: black; 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"&lt;br /&gt;-kabish-&lt;br /&gt;so rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. &lt;br /&gt;waiting for saturday to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;church!&lt;br /&gt;woOhoO!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106743015523587657?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106743015523587657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106743015523587657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106743015523587657' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106674821325735778</id><published>2003-10-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T22:56:52.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. finally i'm blogging. hurhur. yaYy! exams is finally over!! whoo`! :) sho happy yer know. hehs. have been busy chilling out and relaxing until no time to come online. hehes. &lt;br /&gt;just came back from class chalet. ooh yeahh. it was fun! [ except some part ] :) yersterday during class chalet we played games with the tchers. haha. water parade. hurhur. i was the only one who never kena. hehes. the rest kena until so cham. hurhur. while we were playing xiu hui and grp were setting up fire for bbq. hahas. they really set up FIRE. :X hurhur. ooh yeahh. love the bbq marshmellows! it really rox man! hehes. yUmmieEe! :P hehx.then later played a game with my science tcher, mr sng [ very shuai! :P ] and amanda it's called doobeedoobee.  hurhur. the game is abit like xiao gui tiao. then before my tchers all go home took fotos with them. heh. mr sng so shuai. hahas. i think everyone in my class like him. hurhur. especially the indonesian girls. hahahs. &lt;br /&gt;after the tcher went off amanda, drey, miao ling and me had girl talk in the room. then the room window very eriee. cos like the window keep having a bang-ed sound. then like very scary lorh. so we ran into the other room where more people were. they were playing truth or dare. then got this guy in my class ADRIAN GIOVANDI kena and they asked him if he masterbed. and he was like "yes, i do." eeeks! so bian tai. -pui- he is only twelve, drools and digs his nose in class. he is the only nut case who people avoid in class. [ i know i very mean here. ] &lt;br /&gt;then derno why all of a sudden while playing truth or dare we started talking abt &lt;strong&gt;those stuff&lt;/strong&gt; you know.. the supernatural stuff..the underworld..and the lost souls. then alot of us very freaked out already lorh. yun jie still keep continue abt it. i was so angry lorh. like everyone dun wan to talk abt it le he still want to scare us. then i scolded him. almost wanted to slap him. it's like he always say the most unappropriate things at the most unappropriate times lorh. after that we started to crack riddles n jokes. &lt;br /&gt;then willie, pris, yun jie and me played mahjong. so funn[ at first ]. hehx. mahjong rox. &lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden when we playing willie's face turned very red and he was warm all over lorh. so he stop playing mahjong. pris went to take care of him[ heh heh]. so i continued. but like when i was playing i could feel a strong "voice" telling me to stop playing and like scram and go away from the mahjong. and the voice was from the holy spirit. and at first when i wasn't aware of the voice i had a slight headache and like the more i play the more pain my headache gets. so i decided to go and join willie..pris..and some otehr classmates in the room.  &lt;br /&gt;when i was in the room, i told pris about it. she also shared with me that she saw a shadow passing through the kitchen window slowy[ she was facing the window ] she didn't saw it just once. but twice. and no way a person would be standing there cos it's impossible. &lt;br /&gt;pris started to get a uncomfortable feeling of the cupboard near her. so we decided to pray [ pris is also a christian ]. so we prayed in tongues and all with some other people around larh. but they didn't mind. it was pretty cool. after praying we felt relieved. and talk about religion to our fwens larh. then willie was like " dun brainwash me hor. i dun want to be a christian." haiyer. must pray for his salvation le. hehx. so anyway after willie rested awhile he recover le larh. so pris, willie n i went to cheers. when we got there cheers wasn't open. Pris started to haf appendix pain and was screaming our way back to our chalet cos got " xiang qiang" she's very scared of xiang qiang. when we got back she rested on the bed den we thought she fainted! cos she din respond to us no matter how hard we shake her. we were like ohh no. ooh no. then we pour cold water on her face den she woke up and said she fell asleep. we were like -.-!! so she rested for quite some time. after that we played chubby bunny cos got marshmellow. hahas. we stuffed in about 15 marshmellows into our mouth. hehx. we looked so chubby. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;when it was about 5 something almost my whole class went for night walk. pris, amanda n me was like. " hello? there is sun lorh." so cuckoo wan they all. so we decided to join them later on larh. but when we changed our minds they all zao le. only left pris, claudia, li chuen and me and like 4 girls, walking in the park when it is so dark? we walked so long distance until the habour. then it looked like a dead end so we turned back and went back to chalet and orh orh.&lt;br /&gt;i slept until 8 or 9 and played mahjong. hehx. &lt;br /&gt;when to play bowling. so pek cek it is either i strike or i longkang. haish. after bowling went paya lebar to play cs. budden we couldn't go in without an ic. so we seat somewhere and talk.amanda said that she saw a white shadow passing us when we were in the room talking abt "those stuffs" drey also said that she felt something touching her or seating beside her when there was no one cos she was seating beside the legs of the table. qianwen and ai ping told drey that when they were beside the cupboard and wanted to sleep, the cupboard will have tapping or banging sounds. and wad is worse is that pris, willie and me was unwell. i think for me n pris is a spiritual attack? hurmx. &lt;br /&gt;anyway we went to play cs at kovan there. i was blur larh. cos i derno how to play and they were suppose to teach me. but i sort of figure it out larh. it was fun? i think. hehx. :) in total the chalet was fun! wait. hmm. yes. it was fun? okay. hehx. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106674821325735778?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106674821325735778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106674821325735778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674821325735778' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106533482545230973</id><published>2003-10-05T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T14:23:29.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YEAH! GOT MY DARL T610!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooteh! so happy!my number is 92962667. hehes. now you people can sms me like siao. :X heh. so cool. my fone can attach the foto with the no. hehes. so i'm gonna go arnd taking foto of all you people! yeah! woOhoO~:) yesterday had a great day. after church had cg. but cg was short because alot of people nv come n because it was exams period. so i went to find the other senkang cell. then they where having cg with tampines cell. then tim was inside the room beside the room they having cell larh. so i nv go n disturb them. heh. disturbed tim. heh. he was studying his bio. heh. den we just talk n talk n talk until their cell finish lorh. den after that we went to KFC to eat dinner. whoot` bandito rox! heh. then we just sat dere n talk n talk. hahas. den justin say that kenny keep on touching his back.hahas. eee. gay. heh. whoot. then after that when we wanna go back we saw natalie,bala n david. they were doing camp design. YEAH CAMP! WHOOT! CAN'T WAIT! :) then yar lorh.. then it started to rain heavily. but nat n justin went home. they got caught in the rain. den the rest of us never go  home lorh. haha..they say want to studiee den nv..tsk. hahas. so we went all the way back to BK where the design team is doing their design.  so we tried to help them. haha. then kor so lame okay! do alot of crap design. hahas. but very cute larh. hahas. yar lorh. stayed there until abt 11.30 then we all go home le lorh. ahh. how i wish everyday would be liddat. without worries..without anxiety..haish. :/ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106533482545230973?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106533482545230973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106533482545230973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106533482545230973' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106475838515177711</id><published>2003-09-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T22:13:05.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went fer bring it on today! so cute! so cute! all the little kids..SO CUTE!!! (: ahhh..so cute so cute.. david phoon so cute! muahahahhaa.. they all so cute know! ahhhh.. heeex. :P [sings: bring it on..bring it on..] hehhh. iyoo.. can't stand it. they all really are so cute. muahahahaha. heh. okay. shesh. i'm going craziee! heh. wheetoO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. derno when then getting my darling t610 leh. derno to get singtel or starhub. shesh. which one better huhh? hmmm. aisshhh.. &lt;br /&gt;after i get my darl hp i will go arnd n take all of the photos i can. hurhurhur. heex. tim was like " eh. must take a foto of me ahh.. den later when you see my foto you'll start to drool." hahas. like i will lorhh.. hahas. heh. wheetoO` getting excited about my new fone. hehx. so fun! (: ooh yeahhh. lalalalala.. -jumps about- whee` &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhhh. my eyes very small meh? stoopid xiao xing..say my eye very small. -sticks out tongue-  so mean you know. haha. my eyes is -.- xiao xing's eye is o.o and nutalee's eyes is 0.0 .ahahaxz..  lalala.. so happy today! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106475838515177711?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106475838515177711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106475838515177711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106475838515177711' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106408003329851414</id><published>2003-09-21T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T01:47:12.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow..i din come online fer quite a few days..  this week was very busy fer me..everyday busy to finish my over-due dnt project..so din have much time to come online. but like.. i think i spend my time usefully? like i use to come online and just slack and don't do anything though i'm bored online?  but then again. when i come online i get to talk to people. people that i love. people that i treasure so much.  so i'm stuck between werk and relationships.. &lt;br /&gt;i think i'm a workaholic person. once i do something..i'll keep doing n doing until i get satisfied from my werk. so it's very hard for me to sort out werk and reationships. once i start working and doing stuff i totally ignore the people around me unless i'm doing grp work. ahh. how am i suppose to stop this thing in me??? shesh. but i think for now. i will consider to werk. exams are drawing nearer and nearer each day. and like i HAVE to get to 3e1 next year. cos it's the best fer me.. i guess.. i must mug le! can't slack around. next week will also be a busy week for me. &lt;br /&gt;mon-net ball training&lt;br /&gt;tues-guzheng and dance practise&lt;br /&gt;wed and thursday-dance practise&lt;br /&gt;friday-netball and dance practise&lt;br /&gt;ahh. a couple of CAs are also coming up next week. so it's gonna be very very busy week. hope that i can cope with my other work and stuff.. &lt;br /&gt;i still wan my T610 hp! heh. i really do wan a hp. so mah fun for people to find me without a hp. hahas. lalalaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what will be the best for me..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106408003329851414?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106408003329851414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106408003329851414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106408003329851414' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106362619221923846</id><published>2003-09-15T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T19:45:54.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school started again.. shesh. i'm so not ready for today. so many stuff are left untouched from the holiday. heh. :X but school was okay i guess.. today during my recess duty, got this lil black kitten that intruded the staircase area. then everyone was like staring and looking at the cat and not going back to class. so i had to carry the kitten away and put it somewhere. then miss lee came by. so i asked her where to put the kitten and she asked me go office. so on my way there got some other councillors on the way back to class saw me then keep playing with the kitten. the kitten is cute okay! hehes. aiya. i just &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; animals. hehx. i remember i always bring stray cats and kittens home.. so it isn't surprising that i'm not afraid of them! (: hurhur. everytime i bring kitten/cat home, my mum would let it go when i'm not at home. hahas. whee`&lt;br /&gt;aish.. &lt;strong&gt;I WANT T610!&lt;/strong&gt; :X shesh. i'm so desperate fer that fonee. it's so chio! :S the fone is like so much nicer than nokia 7250i. 7250i is ugly. U.G.L.Y. ugly! heh. :X i think nokia fonee is degrading. it's getting more and more ugly. eeks. :X T610 is soO nicee.. shesh. i shall bug my parents to buy it fer me. heh. then i will haf fone again and you people would be able to find me easier. yAyY!  :) hehes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; i want t610! i want t610!.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106362619221923846?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106362619221923846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106362619221923846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106362619221923846' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106354300053690320</id><published>2003-09-14T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T20:36:40.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went to watch turn left turn right with natalie,yihui,samuel,david and nah. wahahhaz.. then like so qiao..1 sec 1, 2 sec 2 and 3 sec 3. hahas. the movie was okay lah. the story abit bo liao about fate..destiny and blah blah blah.  hurmz the whole time in the cinema i was whacking sam's head.. who ask him so naughty! tsk! er zi arh er zi..why you soO naughty har? haiyOoz.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;after movie went church..service was about friendship factor.was quite good. :) after that went cg. wah.. yesterday cellgroup was quite fast leh. hmm..  me n natalie went to find nat chen's cg..we stood outside n din wanna go in so we went bk. at bk cze kin,kor and kenny also finished their cg..den we sat there n waited for nat n people. haha.. when justin..nat they all came, as usual, some of them played arm wrestling. we also went back church cos kor had electric guitar lessons. then YA also just ended. saw quite some old megalifers..MISS THEM SO MUCH! iyOo..&lt;br /&gt;back home i was thinking about alot of stuff.. heh.. PRIVATE STUFF. not to be shared here. hehx. lalala..&lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;i think i'm noisy..? not so much of talkative..but NOISY. yea. i dun really talk alot alot.. i just make alot of noise? :X haha. okay..pam's chasing me away from the com..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that you're near everything is different..everything's so different lord..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106354300053690320?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106354300053690320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106354300053690320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106354300053690320' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106338418449168518</id><published>2003-09-13T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T00:29:44.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. the brownie is finally done. shesh. took me ages. hahas. :) naughty er zi sam..so naughty you know! try and con me in the middle of the night.. he ask me go this web..then later got some love song come out. then when i see i already know it's some stoopid scary thing..so i go back to the conversation..then suddenly.. " ahh..!" naughty larh samuel! -shakes head- lalala..the brownie very nice..very sweet..like me..muahahahah..no larhh..i ain't a sweet girl..hmmm.. like like.. germaine! she so sweet..ahakxz. hehes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106338418449168518?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106338418449168518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106338418449168518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106338418449168518' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106337236614448915</id><published>2003-09-12T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T21:16:40.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurhur. baking fudge brownie now..it's inside the oven.. got the recipe from carox mama..last time me n carox used it before..wheet` waiting for it to be done before i can eat like a piggy! :D hehes. listening to the song close to you..so nicee! it was in the movie [ so close ]. i still rmb tt time me..carox..trili n nathaniel went to watch the movie. the movie rOx. hehes. ding ding dong dong.. i ain't making any sense now. :P whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;close to you..&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/3883479-106337236614448915?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106337236614448915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106337236614448915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106337236614448915' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106321078301369896</id><published>2003-09-11T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T00:19:44.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out wif drey n miaoling today. watched legally blonde 2. dumb show! hahas. so bimbo you know! iyOoz. hahas. then after that went sakae sushi..eat until so full..-bleahh- took alot of neos. wheet` fUn. heh. lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;to someone who i accidentally did something wrong to:&lt;/strong&gt; ahh. so sorrieee. :S never meant things to turn out tt wayy..but just wanted to like tease you? :X sOo soRriee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106321078301369896?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106321078301369896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106321078301369896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106321078301369896' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106295380167087157</id><published>2003-09-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T00:56:41.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went to meet natalie at bk. then pam n nah was also dere, so we went to eunos cos pam going to RSAF with her fwens den me nah n natalie going to op warehouse sales. then at the op warehouse got this very very very very cute lil boy! got spikey hair some more! very cute!! heh. den me n natalie went to see the things larh..nah nv go in cos he carrying his guitar. the op things very.. - turns around and vomit- it's like all the things not nice wan..den the shirts big too big..small too small. so we never buy anything lorhh. after that went back to mrt station..me n natalie went t.m den nah went home. so me n natalie go window shopping.. took neos. hahas. i wasn't looking at the cam. heh. cos derno where. :X opps. heh. after that natalie went home le. and i went to meet carox larh. so we also took neos. den got one foto rite.carox look very farnie!!!!! heex. : P she was like. hmm. " hur? this thing got problem arh? " den suddenly the cam flash. den took the foto. hahahhaas! look abit like josh cho. :X heex. den went out to dinner with carox and her family..den carox help me order mixed grill..den so much food. so full! ahh! went fer jin jin's wake. so sad you know! it is like so sudden she just passed away. It was like i was so close to her in the camp. It was the 2000 camp, and we were in the same group.. i rmb walking with her to the main place fer sermon n werkshop. cos the camp is like sort of a chalet? den we were walking down the long road and then like we were talking happily and i was p5 gonna p6..and she was like sort of " took care" of me? And we went swimming together during the free time.  And i think after the camp..afew months later like never reallie talk any more.. and she left megalife and now.. she is died. during the wake, in aichen's testimony she shared that afew months ago jin jin said she wanted to come back to megalife cos she miss the megalifers alot. and like she din even have the chance to do that! siting down dere at the service i was like thinking " wad if i die? wad if someone close to me dies? wad would happen?" and all that thoughts came into my mind. Life is so unpredictable. who knows when and how we would just pass away.. someone close to you might just die tomorrow.. so betta cherish the people around you now before it's too late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trili:&lt;/strong&gt; girl arh! where are yOu?? can't find you online now adays.. think like when i online you offline. so longg never talk to you okay! you arhh..never call me wan.  heh. i also abit busy now adays larh. shesh. ahh.. don't care..you must call me one of these days okay? :) i love you soO much! -hugs trili tightly- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carox:&lt;/strong&gt;ahahaha! still thinking about the foto. heh. you look so cute okay! wahahaha. hehe. : P eh. help me thank yer mama n yer papa fer the dinner and everything okays? heez. :) i don't care i must go and visit you during the hols. den we can bake brownies again. woOhoO! so long never come to yer house and tao dan le heh. hehes. miss yer house so much. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natalie mei:&lt;/strong&gt;hey darling! today was so funn. hehe. :) so happy to spend time with you.. heh. hope can go out with you during the hol again! yaYee! den can take neos again! wheetay~ :) lOvE yOu tOnS!!!!! -muack!- &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isa:&lt;/strong&gt; helloe. heh. so glad you came church saturdae. heez. :) when you free arh? den can go out. holidays this week. woOhoO! heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baLa:&lt;/strong&gt; hehes. wah i seems like i going out alot this hol. but..heh. i dont care..i also want to go out wif you! hehes. shall tell you wen i free den can go out. ooh yeahh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106295380167087157?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106295380167087157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106295380167087157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106295380167087157' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106234110396686850</id><published>2003-08-31T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T22:52:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hell Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got their problems&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says the same things to you&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter how you solve them&lt;br /&gt;And knowing how to change the things you've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I've come to realize&lt;br /&gt;How fast life can be compromised&lt;br /&gt;Step back to see what's going on&lt;br /&gt;I can't beleive this happened to you&lt;br /&gt;This happened to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a problem that I'm faced with am I&lt;br /&gt;Not the only one who hates to stand by&lt;br /&gt;Complications that are first in this line&lt;br /&gt;With all these pictures running through my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing endless consequences&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless in this&lt;br /&gt;Get back&lt;br /&gt;Step back&lt;br /&gt;And as for me, I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, won't agree&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know if this for sure&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, suddenly&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, won't agree&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know if this for sure&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, suddenly&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got their problems&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says the same things to you&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter how you solve them&lt;br /&gt;But what else are we supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, won't agree&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know if this for sure&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, suddenly&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me, won't agree&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't know if this for sure&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, suddenly&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel so insecure&lt;br /&gt;Anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things that matter the most&lt;br /&gt;Never end up being our choice&lt;br /&gt;Now that I find no way so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I knew what I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things that matter the most&lt;br /&gt;Never end up being our choice&lt;br /&gt;Now that I find no way so bad&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I knew what I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Begin PowerWebMusic.com Code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;var song = "134";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.powerwebmusic.com/music.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End PowerWebMusic.com Code --&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106234110396686850?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106234110396686850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106234110396686850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106234110396686850' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106225758391631026</id><published>2003-08-30T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T23:33:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday went back pri skool. den nv see alot of pri skool fwens.haish. so boring. den today,meet up the dancers at 10.00 to go spotlight to buy cloth..and some hand band acesseries. today had to dance mah. so we put on makeup ourselves so cham! we anyhow put wan.hehx. today when dance i forgot my step! ahhh! =paiseh= it's like got one part of the dance me n shuying doing free flow[solo lahh] den whening dancing dancing..i thot tt part i have to do free flow.. so i do. den i realise. ooh ooh. dieeeeeeeee! do wrong steps le! so it's like i keep looking at shuying through out the dance. ahh. but luckily it's only the last part i do wrong..or else...hur. today's sermon very good. :) very power. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All around the world..saviour is all around the world..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106225758391631026?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106225758391631026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106225758391631026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106225758391631026' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106198726938432484</id><published>2003-08-27T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T20:27:49.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to buy t'chers' dae presents today. ahh! lOoKing forward to t'chers day! :) cos can shee all my pri skoOl fwen. was&lt;br /&gt;looking at my pri skool best fwen's foto. then she took alot of fotos wif my other pri skool fwens..same skool mah.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i miss them so much! ahh. all the fun and stuffs. really.. miss them so much. hehes. can't wait till friday. whee` :) ahhh. hehes. just now went to watch happy tree friends. hahas. so addicted to it. :X hurhur. okay. tt's not very good. HAPPY TREE FRIENDS IS CARTOON VIOLENCE. but still. hur. who cares. :X ahh. hehes. lalala.. lolOoO. heez. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106198726938432484?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106198726938432484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106198726938432484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106198726938432484' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106190959467819726</id><published>2003-08-26T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T22:53:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to post examinations!&lt;br /&gt;cos like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) class chalet- ooh yeahh! class chalet!&lt;br /&gt;i like my class this year. cos like so much &lt;br /&gt;girls, den we all like quite close. den like.&lt;br /&gt;erm. yar! den sure gonna be fuNn! ooh yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) going aust!!!!!!- ooh yeahhh! i dun care!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go no matter wad! i miss trili too much!&lt;br /&gt;ahh! yaYy..looking forward to it! ooh yeaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)holidays are coming- ooh yeahh! the TIME &lt;br /&gt;of the year where you slack like siao. and den like&lt;br /&gt;during that time got camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) camp- uhuhhh.. can't miss that out! ahas..still rmb &lt;br /&gt;last year camp..rOy's chilli seed.. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)trili's return- TRILI!!!! wo hao xiang ni! =screams=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.. post examinations! wOohOo! here i cum! hehes&lt;br /&gt;so far away thou..hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106190959467819726?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106190959467819726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106190959467819726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106190959467819726' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106173618586431380</id><published>2003-08-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T22:45:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheety`&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda borRedd.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm alil crazy now.&lt;br /&gt;derno why.&lt;br /&gt;just feel so jumpy n everything.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;lalala..&lt;br /&gt;i just drew something which i thot i drew very nice.&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;bhb me.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;really very nice.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;aiya..okayy..i gotta step out of the mind set that &lt;br /&gt;it is nice.cos it aint nice.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;no. wait.&lt;br /&gt;it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;ahh!&lt;br /&gt;crazy me!&lt;br /&gt;-putti puttar-&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala..&lt;br /&gt;just another crazy day on a peaceful night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, give me wings and i would fly.. cause you've set me free...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106173618586431380?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106173618586431380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106173618586431380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106173618586431380' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106165201304532841</id><published>2003-08-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T18:18:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;i think i miss out on alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;so long nv talk to them le.&lt;br /&gt;like...&lt;br /&gt;now i haf no more hp...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm quite busy now adays...&lt;br /&gt;i hardly get to talk to lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trili:&lt;/strong&gt; hey girl! sorriee havent been talking to you much! soo sorrieee! really miss you alot! ahhh... when i read my bday card from yu, i almost teared! i miss you sOoO much okay! haish. call me hor! kies? miss yer voice so much.. so many things to update you about..hehes. :) lurVe you tOnS!-smMooOaCccHhhh- always will be yer P.I.G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;carox:&lt;/strong&gt; harlow my teddy! - huGggs tighty- ahhh. so sorriee havent been talking to you much. also &lt;br /&gt;derno why nv see you in bus. -hmmmMmm-...  sorriee about sunday! soriee sorrriee! cos i wanted to stay longer..and like..i was so hyper..and everything..den didn't feel like going hommee..and you know... so yar..sOrRieE girl..also partly my fault larhh. haish. have been busy these few days.. so didn't have time call you.. or go online.. and even to visit you like before. i also feel weird not talking to you for a week! it's like so -toing- like something missing from me. ahakxz. :) i will try to call you when i free kies? den maybe also can go visit you! yaYy! hur. havent been to yer house fer quite some time. hehes. have lots of things to tell you. :) -huGgsS tighly like you are really my teddybear-  hahas..yer pink bone is on my bed! always hug it to sleep! hehes. luRve you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isa:&lt;/strong&gt;hello! havent been talking to you lately. how are you getting on? sorriee havent been dere for you. pls forgive me. if you have anything you wanna tell me or when you are bored..just gimme a ring kies? i think i should be able to aleast talk to you abit even though now i quite busy.love you lots! -muakcs-&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/3883479-106165201304532841?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106165201304532841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106165201304532841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106165201304532841' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106138592184959493</id><published>2003-08-20T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T21:31:27.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee`&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;i'm happiness!&lt;br /&gt;whoo~&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;today after skool i keep disturbing everyone.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;i tap on everyone's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;den i look away..&lt;br /&gt;den they all thot that it was miao ling who tapped.&lt;br /&gt;cos she was standing at the side of the shoulders i taped?&lt;br /&gt;and she was mistakened..&lt;br /&gt;den she kana wacked by em'&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;so poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;hehx.&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis with&lt;br /&gt;drey n miao ling to buy present&lt;br /&gt;for joanna..and our lao gong,&lt;br /&gt;xiu hui.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;my class the row that i sit arh..&lt;br /&gt;started a family thingy larhh.&lt;br /&gt;den xiu hui is our lao gong..&lt;br /&gt;and she got 9 wifes?&lt;br /&gt;ahakxz.&lt;br /&gt;their bday one is tml the other wan is fri mah..&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;den we take neoprint..&lt;br /&gt;so funn!&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;hehx.&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;strong&gt;all the ppl who was at tm that day:&lt;/strong&gt; hey! lets go and take foto again!hehes. :)&lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;br /&gt;then just now went out with my mama n pamela..&lt;br /&gt;den go walk walk..&lt;br /&gt;den talk talk talk..&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;like very heart warming liddat.&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaz..&lt;br /&gt;cos i seldom talk to my mama n pamela much.&lt;br /&gt;den like..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;it was nice to talk to em' abt some things i guess.&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/3883479-106138592184959493?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106138592184959493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106138592184959493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106138592184959493' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106137760154274077</id><published>2003-08-20T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T19:06:41.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1056290285_Ahappiness.JPG" border="0" alt="You represent... happiness."&gt;&lt;br&gt;You represent... happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, are you full of cheer or what...?  You have a&lt;br&gt;sunny disposition and enjoy trying to spread&lt;br&gt;your happiness.  You have a tendency to be a&lt;br&gt;little hyper, but you have the ability to make&lt;br&gt;your own fun no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106137760154274077?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106137760154274077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106137760154274077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106137760154274077' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106121706794387393</id><published>2003-08-18T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T22:31:07.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoote~ &lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;hillsongs was great!&lt;br /&gt;uhuh..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;it's like whoo`&lt;br /&gt;so many church gathering together to worship God..&lt;br /&gt;it's really amazing..&lt;br /&gt;and God's presence is really there..&lt;br /&gt;uhuhh..&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed myself!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106121706794387393?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106121706794387393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106121706794387393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106121706794387393' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106110097388713697</id><published>2003-08-17T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T14:16:13.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes.&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;lalala..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106110097388713697?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106110097388713697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106110097388713697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106110097388713697' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106109104490072942</id><published>2003-08-17T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T11:30:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-bLeaH-&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me n natalie was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;natalie:&lt;/strong&gt;hey darling. you take care too yar?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday natalie n me derno why not &lt;br /&gt;feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;i vomited.&lt;br /&gt;-pui-&lt;br /&gt;hate vomiting..&lt;br /&gt;so gross.&lt;br /&gt;-bleah-&lt;br /&gt;den i had fever last night.&lt;br /&gt;today okay liao i guess.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go fer hillsong concert later.&lt;br /&gt;ooh yeahh..whee`&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106109104490072942?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106109104490072942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106109104490072942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106109104490072942' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106095597385709658</id><published>2003-08-15T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-15T22:08:11.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LalaX.&lt;br /&gt;haven't been using the com MUCH&lt;br /&gt;cos busy larh.&lt;br /&gt;and i will get adicted to com if i use too much?&lt;br /&gt;hahas. derno larh.&lt;br /&gt;heex.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went to singapore poly[ pam's poly] &lt;br /&gt;cos skool bring us dere.&lt;br /&gt;den like i was walking walking..&lt;br /&gt;and saying &lt;br /&gt;" yeah! scully i see pamela. hahas. &lt;br /&gt;just look out for one a big bunch of guys &lt;br /&gt;and one girl can liaox. huR. "&lt;br /&gt;den suddenly pamela came running to me&lt;br /&gt;and was like " aNgeLaaaAaaaaaaaaaAA!"&lt;br /&gt;wah..so zun.&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;den saw her friends.&lt;br /&gt;but i only rmb seeing one fat guy. :X&lt;br /&gt;hur.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;den we play treasure hunt arnd her skool.&lt;br /&gt;so funN.&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;but crossroads MUCH more fuNn.&lt;br /&gt;heeX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today after skool me and my fwens&lt;br /&gt;went to the paya lebar there the &lt;br /&gt;long john's silvers&lt;br /&gt;den we where looking fer seats larh.&lt;br /&gt;cos got 9 of us.&lt;br /&gt;den got this bunch of inconsiderate &lt;br /&gt;werking ppl.&lt;br /&gt;they seat dere den nv buy food.&lt;br /&gt;den they just talk talk talk.&lt;br /&gt;den ocupy so much seats&lt;br /&gt;and me n my fwens are like "seatless"&lt;br /&gt;den later we just went to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;and then the manager came to order&lt;br /&gt;our food.so me n drey went to tell&lt;br /&gt; him abt those seat kopers.&lt;br /&gt;den later he went to help us tell them&lt;br /&gt;to go away since they are not eating..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;he very funny&lt;br /&gt;as in not haha funny. but weird funny.&lt;br /&gt;i derno. he seems like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;huR.&lt;br /&gt;hehX.&lt;br /&gt;those seat kopers arh.&lt;br /&gt;-shakes head-&lt;br /&gt;and me n drey was like&lt;br /&gt;talking very loudly saying like&lt;br /&gt;" haiyo..some people very &lt;br /&gt;inconsiderate..nv buy food and still&lt;br /&gt;dare da seat dere n be extra"&lt;br /&gt;and they heard us lorh.&lt;br /&gt;they still dun wanna move..&lt;br /&gt;so idiotic. :X&lt;br /&gt;fatty pigs!&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;hahas.one of them was a girl larh.&lt;br /&gt;den fat fat wan.&lt;br /&gt;den she sit until can see her fats.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;den joanna was like pointing n luffing &lt;br /&gt;at her.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;wheet`&lt;br /&gt;yeah. tomorrow got church.&lt;br /&gt;goodingz.&lt;br /&gt;den can see megalifers again!&lt;br /&gt;heeX.&lt;br /&gt;got letter for some of you..&lt;br /&gt;hehes&lt;br /&gt;LALaLA..&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/3883479-106095597385709658?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106095597385709658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106095597385709658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106095597385709658' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106026730263349281</id><published>2003-08-07T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T22:41:42.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/rainbow/blue.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which [Rainbow Colours] are you?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akakzx..&lt;br /&gt;cool..&lt;br /&gt;i'm blue..&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;blue is nice.&lt;br /&gt;but red is better.&lt;br /&gt;wheet`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106026730263349281?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106026730263349281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106026730263349281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106026730263349281' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-106000899466237904</id><published>2003-08-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T22:56:34.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;was writing a letter to abby&lt;br /&gt;during english class.&lt;br /&gt;den my teacher saw the big big abby &lt;br /&gt;wrote on the letter.&lt;br /&gt;she was like " eh..angela. who is abby?&lt;br /&gt;i hope it's not the sec4 guy,abby."&lt;br /&gt;den i was like "ABBY IS A GIRL!!"&lt;br /&gt;ahakxz..so farnie..&lt;br /&gt;abby as a guy name.. :X&lt;br /&gt;so er xing..&lt;br /&gt;abby sounds nicer for girl..&lt;br /&gt;rite abby?&lt;br /&gt;hehes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-106000899466237904?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106000899466237904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/106000899466237904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106000899466237904' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105991803766479724</id><published>2003-08-03T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T21:40:37.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahha&lt;br /&gt;today's my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;den wen i come online&lt;br /&gt;so many people's nick was&lt;br /&gt;" HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA!"&lt;br /&gt;so sweet&lt;br /&gt;tHaNkeW gUys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU PEOPLE ROCK MY LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you people!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for brightening up&lt;br /&gt;my boring birthday!&lt;br /&gt;i love you all so muCh!&lt;br /&gt;:D&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/3883479-105991803766479724?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105991803766479724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105991803766479724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105991803766479724' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105988879158528995</id><published>2003-08-03T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T13:33:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye To You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I've believed in&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get it over with&lt;br /&gt;Tears form behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days that pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm starting all over again&lt;br /&gt;The last three years were just pretend&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I can't live a day without you&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I am blinded by the light&lt;br /&gt;But it's not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought  I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving in this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars fall&lt;br /&gt;I will lie awake&lt;br /&gt;You're my shooting star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105988879158528995?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105988879158528995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105988879158528995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105988879158528995' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105956838104448381</id><published>2003-07-30T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T20:33:01.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=http://always.simplystunning.net/ target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://always.simplystunning.net/nn/just.gif border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are You Naughty or Nice?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. so koOl. that's very me. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105956838104448381?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105956838104448381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105956838104448381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105956838104448381' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105947706566123638</id><published>2003-07-29T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T19:11:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cut my hair!&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;it was like yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;pam came home.&lt;br /&gt;she was like " i wan to cut my hair!"&lt;br /&gt;den i was like " me also!"&lt;br /&gt;den after awhile..ber came home..&lt;br /&gt;ber " haiyer. wan to cut my hair. "&lt;br /&gt;den i was like " hey! me n pam also wanna cut!"&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;so happily the three of us went to cut our hair.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;me n ber very happy abt our hair.&lt;br /&gt;and pamela was like..hurm.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but her hair not that bad wad..&lt;br /&gt;quite okay lorh.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;i like my hair.&lt;br /&gt;quite zai.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;but i think i look guai?&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;angela looks guai.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;can't imagine eh?&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm quite drawn away from alot of people?&lt;br /&gt;it's like now,&lt;br /&gt;i'm closer to my skool frenz den megalifers?&lt;br /&gt;: /&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;derno lah.&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/3883479-105947706566123638?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105947706566123638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105947706566123638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105947706566123638' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105895596477560363</id><published>2003-07-23T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T18:27:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;the tv's on.&lt;br /&gt;and it's SpoNgeBOx sQuaRe pAntS.&lt;br /&gt;hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;caROx:&lt;/strong&gt; hey darlingg! cheer up! yah? always see you so down n sad...breaks my heart you know! just wanna let you know that i'll always be there for you when you need me.. continue to hold strong on God. he'll never let you go..and so wld i! hehes. hurhur. was so glad to see you in bus today! hehh. hehes. :) *hugs carox* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105895596477560363?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105895596477560363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105895596477560363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105895596477560363' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105879334696798954</id><published>2003-07-21T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T21:42:14.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Reason I Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You are the reason I live (Woah)&lt;br /&gt;esus You are the reason I live (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of things You've done for me&lt;br /&gt;I know You are the reason I live&lt;br /&gt;And I, I want to know You more each day&lt;br /&gt;God please open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And show me Your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I live in this world&lt;br /&gt;You are the One that I want to be like&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason I live in this world&lt;br /&gt;Show me the way to live&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always go Your way&lt;br /&gt;And that will never change&lt;br /&gt;You will be the One for all my days&lt;br /&gt;I'll always go Your way&lt;br /&gt;And that will never change&lt;br /&gt;You will be the One for all of my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105879334696798954?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105879334696798954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105879334696798954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105879334696798954' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105870631084842602</id><published>2003-07-20T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T21:05:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;bah..&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;wad am i talking?&lt;br /&gt;ohh man.&lt;br /&gt;shesh.&lt;br /&gt;today's boring as usual..&lt;br /&gt;-plah-&lt;br /&gt;where's my chili trili?&lt;br /&gt;ooh yah..she's gone for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TriLi:&lt;/strong&gt;girll!hurry&lt;br /&gt;come back! got lots of things to tell&lt;br /&gt;you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyer..&lt;br /&gt;forgotten that there was leader's meeting!&lt;br /&gt;so goodoo head.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i had tuition..&lt;br /&gt;but den again..&lt;br /&gt;if i knew there was leader's meeting i might go?&lt;br /&gt;hurmxz.&lt;br /&gt;ooh well.&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/3883479-105870631084842602?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105870631084842602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105870631084842602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105870631084842602' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105835127104195382</id><published>2003-07-16T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T18:28:45.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeAh!&lt;br /&gt;haha..heh.&lt;br /&gt;i joined netball.&lt;br /&gt;yep.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aHHHhhhHHHhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO GO TO &lt;br /&gt;SUM 41 CONCERT!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aHhhhHHHhhhHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-screams-&lt;br /&gt;ohh man..ohh man..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go their concert!!&lt;br /&gt;hahas..eh..&lt;br /&gt;ppl reading my blog..&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;my bdae comin soon le..&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh........&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;buy for me the sum 41 concert ticket!&lt;br /&gt;: X&lt;br /&gt;no larh.&lt;br /&gt;it's too ex..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;ooh wellxz..&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;laLaLalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;triLi..carOz..natalieh:&lt;/strong&gt; hey darlings!&lt;br /&gt;love you all lots! :) -mUaCks-!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105835127104195382?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105835127104195382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105835127104195382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105835127104195382' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105807789878495480</id><published>2003-07-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T15:52:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trili zhou le..&lt;br /&gt;trili..&lt;br /&gt;i miss you alot..&lt;br /&gt;i will remember all the snar..&lt;br /&gt;all the ban mee!ban mee!&lt;br /&gt;all the pigging arnd..&lt;br /&gt;all the laughters..&lt;br /&gt;i derno wad will happen during&lt;br /&gt;this 5 months.&lt;br /&gt;but our heart will still be together..&lt;br /&gt;yah?&lt;br /&gt;i will always be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;i will be there when you come back..&lt;br /&gt;when you graduate..&lt;br /&gt;when you got yer first job..&lt;br /&gt;when you get married..&lt;br /&gt;when you give birth to yer first baby..&lt;br /&gt;when we grow old..&lt;br /&gt;we'll be the best of friends forever..&lt;br /&gt;and caroz..&lt;br /&gt;you too..&lt;br /&gt;i love you alot too..&lt;br /&gt;though now we are drifting apart..&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;call me whenever you need me yah?&lt;br /&gt;i will always be there for you..&lt;br /&gt;to make you laugh..&lt;br /&gt;to make you smile..&lt;br /&gt;to see you cry.my heart will hurt too..&lt;br /&gt;i will always be there for you my dear..&lt;br /&gt;love you too lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;i derno wad's hapening now.&lt;br /&gt;feeling all lost..&lt;br /&gt;everything is different now..&lt;br /&gt;so many things have changed..&lt;br /&gt;maybe for the better..&lt;br /&gt;maybe for the worst..&lt;br /&gt;lord..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna hold on to you.&lt;br /&gt;you will bring me thru this time..&lt;br /&gt;you will take my worlds apart..&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/3883479-105807789878495480?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105807789878495480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105807789878495480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105807789878495480' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105806793880167753</id><published>2003-07-13T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T11:45:38.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105806793880167753?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105806793880167753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105806793880167753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105806793880167753' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105759185137108784</id><published>2003-07-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T23:30:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish.&lt;br /&gt;feeling very -toing- now.&lt;br /&gt;feeling like erm..&lt;br /&gt;pressurize..&lt;br /&gt;irritated..&lt;br /&gt;like erm..&lt;br /&gt;just wondering n thinking&lt;br /&gt;about alot of things..&lt;br /&gt;iya..derno how to explain&lt;br /&gt;this kind of werid feeling..&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;-bleah-&lt;br /&gt;so many things have been &lt;br /&gt;happening..&lt;br /&gt;just wished that things would &lt;br /&gt;maybe slow down?&lt;br /&gt;or fasten up?&lt;br /&gt;iyer..derno larh!&lt;br /&gt;it's like now i'm happy..&lt;br /&gt;but no.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;ohh mann..&lt;br /&gt;i derno wad talking me&lt;br /&gt;le..&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;-bleah-&lt;br /&gt;just feel like going &lt;br /&gt;somewhere quiet and&lt;br /&gt;scream my head off!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe going to beach..&lt;br /&gt;where i can sit dere n look&lt;br /&gt;at the tides going up and down.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;iyer..really derno me larh!&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my skool investiture.&lt;br /&gt;hafta wear that stoopid clog &lt;br /&gt;shoes!&lt;br /&gt;poor leg of mine..haf to tahan the &lt;br /&gt;pain again!&lt;br /&gt;iya..&lt;br /&gt;shesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i had wings i would fly..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105759185137108784?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105759185137108784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105759185137108784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105759185137108784' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105722791531885819</id><published>2003-07-03T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T18:25:15.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;my skool friends says that &lt;br /&gt;i now look like very lifeless liddat.&lt;br /&gt;wheerreee gooottt!&lt;br /&gt;got look lifeless meh?&lt;br /&gt;no larh.&lt;br /&gt;i still talk alot.&lt;br /&gt;[ do i? :X ]&lt;br /&gt;ooh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just sleepy..?&lt;br /&gt;i derno.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;i got &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; like i facing &lt;br /&gt;alot of problems meh?&lt;br /&gt;no wad...&lt;br /&gt;wen i'm quiet it's liddat wan.&lt;br /&gt;wen i'm noisy..&lt;br /&gt;i'm super noisy..&lt;br /&gt;but wen i quiet..&lt;br /&gt;i'm very quiet..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;that's me.&lt;br /&gt;people say wen i quiet&lt;br /&gt;i very scary..&lt;br /&gt;scary meh?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;ooh well.&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/3883479-105722791531885819?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105722791531885819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105722791531885819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105722791531885819' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105698171609739397</id><published>2003-06-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T22:01:55.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Worlds Apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only one to blame for this&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it all ends up the same&lt;br /&gt;Soaring on the wings of selfish pride&lt;br /&gt;I flew too high and like Icarus I collide&lt;br /&gt;With a world I try so hard to leave behind&lt;br /&gt;To rid myself of all but love&lt;br /&gt;to give and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To turn away and not become&lt;br /&gt;Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves&lt;br /&gt;more deeply than the oceans,&lt;br /&gt;more abundant than the tears&lt;br /&gt;Of a world embracing every heartache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I be the one to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Or grip the spear and watch the blood and water flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love you - take my world apart&lt;br /&gt;To need you - I am on my knees&lt;br /&gt;To love you - take my world apart&lt;br /&gt;To need you - broken on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Amongst remains of a life I should not own&lt;br /&gt;It takes all I am to believe&lt;br /&gt;In the mercy that covers me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you really have to die for me?&lt;br /&gt;All I am for all you are&lt;br /&gt;Because what I need and what I believe are worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look beyond the empty cross&lt;br /&gt;forgetting what my life has cost&lt;br /&gt;and wipe away the crimson stains&lt;br /&gt;and dull the nails that still remain&lt;br /&gt;More and more I need you now,&lt;br /&gt;I owe you more each passing hour&lt;br /&gt;the battle between grace and pride&lt;br /&gt;I gave up not so long ago&lt;br /&gt;So steal my heart and take the pain&lt;br /&gt;and wash the feet and cleanse my pride&lt;br /&gt;take the selfish, take the weak,&lt;br /&gt;and all the things I cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;take the beauty, take my tears&lt;br /&gt;my sin soaked heart and make it yours --correction&lt;br /&gt;take my world all apart&lt;br /&gt;take it now, take it now&lt;br /&gt;and serve the ones that I despise&lt;br /&gt;speak the words I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;watch the world I used to love&lt;br /&gt;fall to dust and thrown away&lt;br /&gt;I look beyond the empty cross&lt;br /&gt;forgetting what my life has cost&lt;br /&gt;so wipe away the crimson stains&lt;br /&gt;and dull the nails that still remain&lt;br /&gt;so steal my heart and take the pain&lt;br /&gt;take the selfish, take the weak&lt;br /&gt;and all the things I cannot hide&lt;br /&gt;take the beauty, take my tears&lt;br /&gt;take my world apart, take my world apart&lt;br /&gt;I pray, I pray, I pray&lt;br /&gt;take my world apart&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/3883479-105698171609739397?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105698171609739397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105698171609739397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105698171609739397' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105698104055788100</id><published>2003-06-30T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T21:50:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am To Worship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light of the world, You stepped down into darkness&lt;br /&gt;Opened my eyes, let me see&lt;br /&gt;Beauty that made this heart adore You&lt;br /&gt;Hope of my life spent with You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am to worship&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to bow down&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;br /&gt;You're altogether lovely&lt;br /&gt;Altogether worthy&lt;br /&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of all days&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so highly exalted&lt;br /&gt;Glorious in heaven above&lt;br /&gt;Humbly You came to the earth You created &lt;br /&gt;All for love's sake became poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how much it cost&lt;br /&gt;To see my sin upon that cross&lt;br /&gt;(4x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus 5x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105698104055788100?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105698104055788100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105698104055788100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105698104055788100' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105681718279651152</id><published>2003-06-29T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T00:19:42.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;eh.i got dark eye ring le leh!&lt;br /&gt;my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;iya.&lt;br /&gt;nvm wan.&lt;br /&gt;hehes!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;who's cares larh hor?&lt;br /&gt;ooh lalax.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;eee. &lt;br /&gt;i eat alot these few days.&lt;br /&gt;feel like a PIG.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;skool's reopening..&lt;br /&gt;so sian.&lt;br /&gt;my skool holding site is..&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;-bleah-pleah-&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i shall learn endurance.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;i wanna visit my darling jOy!&lt;br /&gt;i miss her alot.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;: /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;holy holy holy&lt;br /&gt;is the lord God almighty..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105681718279651152?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105681718279651152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105681718279651152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105681718279651152' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-105664531059102702</id><published>2003-06-27T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T00:35:10.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee!&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;trili is back!&lt;br /&gt;it's like..&lt;br /&gt;poof!&lt;br /&gt;she's back!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like..&lt;br /&gt;am i in my dream?&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;so happy..&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-105664531059102702?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105664531059102702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/105664531059102702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105664531059102702' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-96021984</id><published>2003-06-26T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T01:07:33.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee`&lt;br /&gt;back from oasis le&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;hehes&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;haiyer..&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day i dancing again..&lt;br /&gt;den this year dancing the STOOPID&lt;br /&gt;5566 song, ai qing man you&lt;br /&gt;so stoopid lorh&lt;br /&gt;everytime dance stoopid songs.&lt;br /&gt;last year was the westlife song.&lt;br /&gt;this year 5566.&lt;br /&gt;wad the!&lt;br /&gt;iya..they shld dance songs that are&lt;br /&gt;-oompf- like shinhwa!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;but really..&lt;br /&gt;shinhwa's song are meant for dancing.&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;ooh wellz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;now that you're near...&lt;br /&gt;everything is different..&lt;br /&gt;everything so different lord...&lt;br /&gt;i noe..i'm not the same&lt;br /&gt;my life you've changed.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be with you..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-96021984?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/96021984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/96021984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#96021984' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95865653</id><published>2003-06-20T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T23:40:18.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes&lt;br /&gt;crossroads was damn funn.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;my group won.&lt;br /&gt;becos..&lt;br /&gt;1) we had unity&lt;br /&gt;2) amos [ hahaha..you shld noe why larh ]&lt;br /&gt;3) we chiong for everything&lt;br /&gt;4) we never had to wait for the bus.&lt;br /&gt;    it always comes in time.&lt;br /&gt;so yUp.&lt;br /&gt;obviously we won.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly is that&lt;br /&gt;friendship is built&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;yUp&lt;br /&gt;i got to know so new people&lt;br /&gt;and got to know some megalifers better&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95865653?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95865653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95865653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95865653' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95712974</id><published>2003-06-16T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-16T19:55:59.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed over at natalie's house.&lt;br /&gt;so funn.&lt;br /&gt;cos the whole crossroads design team&lt;br /&gt;had to discuss the things.&lt;br /&gt;yarh.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;we cooked fried mashed potato mid-night.&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; nice!&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;so funn.&lt;br /&gt;but gonna &lt;i&gt;pengz&lt;/i&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..-happy tree friends song-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95712974?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95712974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95712974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95712974' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95661265</id><published>2003-06-14T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T22:43:42.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh lalax.&lt;br /&gt;ber picked up a baby bat &lt;br /&gt;on her way home yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;the bat is damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;it slept on a small slice of apple &lt;br /&gt;i gave it to eat yetserday..&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;ber is letting me n pam name it.&lt;br /&gt;i suggested &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;but dun think ber liked the name.&lt;br /&gt;whee`&lt;br /&gt;jOy my sun nu darling came church today!&lt;br /&gt;she is soOo cute!&lt;br /&gt;aiya..&lt;br /&gt;so cos larh.&lt;br /&gt;my sun nu mah..&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95661265?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95661265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95661265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95661265' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95596941</id><published>2003-06-13T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T01:25:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Swing Swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days swiftly come and go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;She's seeing other guys&lt;br /&gt;Emotions they stir&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone.&lt;br /&gt;The nights are long&lt;br /&gt;And I am left while the tears fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would cry,&lt;br /&gt;on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like,&lt;br /&gt;being alone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll find someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing, Swing, Swing from the tangles of&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crushed by a former love&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;To carry on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish cast into the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;Sweet beginnings do arise&lt;br /&gt;She knows I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;The notes are old,&lt;br /&gt;They bend, they fold&lt;br /&gt;and so do I to a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury me&lt;br /&gt;(you thought your problems were gone)&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt;(away. away, away...)&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;whoo` love this song.&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95596941?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95596941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95596941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95596941' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95544667</id><published>2003-06-11T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T19:33:41.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i look dao meh?&lt;br /&gt;i where got look dao!&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe why people say i look dao.&lt;br /&gt;hUmmZ.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dun look dao wad..&lt;br /&gt;do i?&lt;br /&gt;hmMm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95544667?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95497066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95497066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95497066' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95470114</id><published>2003-06-10T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T00:34:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee`&lt;br /&gt;ber n pam haf gone to the &lt;br /&gt;Y.A camp.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm all by myself in the room..&lt;br /&gt;wif the aircon&lt;br /&gt;all to moiself!&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;so funn.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95470114?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95470114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95470114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95470114' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95368190</id><published>2003-06-06T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T20:59:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got back my papers today.&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED MATHS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it use to be my strongest subject.&lt;br /&gt;but now.&lt;br /&gt;haish.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;i was very noisy today.&lt;br /&gt;the whole time &lt;br /&gt;i was like &lt;br /&gt;" I WANT MY HISTORY PAPER!!!"&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;" awww..i scored so badly! aWww.."&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;that's me.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how badly is score i wun cry.&lt;br /&gt;cos crying doesn't help!&lt;br /&gt;i think in wadeva things that happens,&lt;br /&gt;i dun cry.&lt;br /&gt;i think crying is a waste?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;let me define my meaning again.&lt;br /&gt;i think crying is just the letting out of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;[ duh! ]&lt;br /&gt;i have cried too much in the past.&lt;br /&gt;and becos of that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;i think everytime you cry,&lt;br /&gt;you grow stronger in tt area?&lt;br /&gt;hmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay fine.&lt;br /&gt;I'M TOKING CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;I DIDN'T FAIL MY HISTORY!&lt;br /&gt;wOoHOo~!&lt;br /&gt;i scored 57!!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;i passed history!&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;had been failing history.&lt;br /&gt;: /&lt;br /&gt;but this time i passed!!!&lt;br /&gt;YeAH!&lt;br /&gt;wHeE`&lt;br /&gt;had been eating alot from yesterday until today.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;wad can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i'm a pig!&lt;br /&gt;-oink-&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;caroz mama cheesecake rox!&lt;br /&gt;it's so so so so nice.&lt;br /&gt;-saliva drops at the thought of the cheesecake-&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95368190?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95368190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95368190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95368190' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95332073</id><published>2003-06-06T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T00:06:38.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the temporary bartley sec.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS SO DARN RUNDOWN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the skool is like so..so..&lt;br /&gt;eEEeeeEEEeEe!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the skool hall is like if so old.&lt;br /&gt;the stage is abit slanted?&lt;br /&gt;my gosh.&lt;br /&gt;tt is so darn freaky.&lt;br /&gt;the toilets wall are like not up to the roof?&lt;br /&gt;the walls are low&lt;br /&gt;which means tt people might just go climbing &lt;br /&gt;up the wall and going&lt;br /&gt;" PIKABOO!" &lt;br /&gt;wen you are doing yer business.&lt;br /&gt;so insecure!&lt;br /&gt;=pleah=&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe how i will survive in there.&lt;br /&gt;the new macpherson skool is just infront.&lt;br /&gt;the skool building is like so so so glam&lt;br /&gt;compare to ours.&lt;br /&gt;the gate tt separates the two skools are like so low?&lt;br /&gt;which means..&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh&lt;br /&gt;interesting things will happen.&lt;br /&gt;like fights. relationships.&lt;br /&gt;iNteReStiNg!&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;the temporary bartley skool building is so&lt;br /&gt;=kapui=!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95332073?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95332073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95332073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95332073' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95193477</id><published>2003-06-02T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T23:04:08.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched what a girl wants today. &lt;br /&gt;nice movie. hehes. &lt;br /&gt;in the cinema only me and miao ling laughing larh. &lt;br /&gt;the rest so quiet wan. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. &lt;br /&gt;ohh well. &lt;br /&gt;hehs. &lt;br /&gt;then we just throw rubbish like nobody's business. &lt;br /&gt;hehs. &lt;br /&gt;then after movie me and miao ling stand at one place.&lt;br /&gt;then i was abt to eat my mashmallow wen this person&lt;br /&gt;suddenly came beside me and say " hello "&lt;br /&gt;so i turn and look larh.&lt;br /&gt;to my horror there is this geek standing right beside me&lt;br /&gt;i was like " do i noe u? i dun think i noe u. "&lt;br /&gt;and just walk away larh.&lt;br /&gt;then later miao ling was still there.&lt;br /&gt;that horrible dreadful guy and his fwens where saying&lt;br /&gt;" eh..can we be fwens? dun shy shy leh. be fwens larh. "&lt;br /&gt;stoopid idiots right?!&lt;br /&gt;despo.&lt;br /&gt;they should take a look at the mirror before they come&lt;br /&gt;decide to come and do this kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cannot stand this kind of things wan lorh.&lt;br /&gt;so stoopid and so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;the 3 guys are geeks larh!&lt;br /&gt;-pui-&lt;br /&gt;er xing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95193477?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95193477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95193477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95193477' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95152398</id><published>2003-06-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T21:59:58.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Why"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, do you always do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why, couldn't you just see through me?&lt;br /&gt;How come, you act like this&lt;br /&gt;Like you just don't care at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you expect me to believe I was the only one to fall?&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you near me, even though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you baby, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;More and more each day&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are you and me still together?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, do you think we could last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, listen to what we're not saying&lt;br /&gt;Let's play, a different game than what we're playing&lt;br /&gt;Try, to look at me and really see my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you expect me to believe I'm gonna let us fall apart?&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you near me, even when you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you baby, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;More and more each day&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are you and me still together?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, you think we could last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go and think about whatever you need to think about&lt;br /&gt;Go on and dream about whatever you need to dream about&lt;br /&gt;And come back to me when you know just how you feel, you feel&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you near me, even though you're far away&lt;br /&gt;I could feel I could feel you baby, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;More and more each day&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;More and more each day&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to hurt this way&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I need you, I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, are you and me still together? &lt;br /&gt;Tell me, do you think we could last forever?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee` this song rocks! &lt;br /&gt;very nice&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95152398?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95152398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95152398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95152398' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95119967</id><published>2003-05-31T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T22:14:40.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;die die die.&lt;br /&gt;i am one of the leader &lt;br /&gt;fer crossroads.&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dun get -blur-&lt;br /&gt;scully later i lead&lt;br /&gt;then all get lost!&lt;br /&gt;ahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;help!&lt;br /&gt;-bleah-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95119967?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95119967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95119967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95119967' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95083750</id><published>2003-05-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-31T22:22:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes.&lt;br /&gt;this is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS TO DO AT A BORING MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;1. Wear a top hat.&lt;br /&gt;2. Throw popcorn in the air and yell, "It's snowing!"&lt;br /&gt;3. Go, "Oooooh..." whenever anyone kisses. &lt;br /&gt;4. Clap when the good guy gets killed. &lt;br /&gt;5. Make a noise like your passing gas and go, "Ahhh..." &lt;br /&gt;6. Starting wheezing and ask the person next to  you if you can have someJuicy Fruits for you asthma. &lt;br /&gt;7. During the previews, yell, "Can you  fast-forward it?" &lt;br /&gt;8. Whenever the badguy is doing something devoius, say, "Watch out!" &lt;br /&gt;9. Laugh very loudly at all the corny jokes. &lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the man selling popcorn that the girls bathroom is flooding.&lt;br /&gt;11. Yell out what is going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;12. Tell the man next to you that you have  diarrhea and wink whilesmiling.&lt;br /&gt;13. Wear a cape and when its your turn to get  popcorn yell, "I'm Batman!Hahaha!" and run away.&lt;br /&gt;14. Yell, "Fire!" and moon the people coming through the exit. &lt;br /&gt;15. Say that they cannot sit next to you because your invisible friend already is.&lt;br /&gt;16. Yell outloud, "Stop molesting me!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95083750?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95083750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95083750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95083750' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-95035368</id><published>2003-05-29T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T22:41:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh..&lt;br /&gt;so okay..&lt;br /&gt;i studied my maths liao..&lt;br /&gt;i'm out to use the com..&lt;br /&gt;hehs.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;ohh well.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's alright to use the &lt;br /&gt;com as long as u study..&lt;br /&gt;must learn how to balance &lt;br /&gt;study time and playing time.&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;actually studying is not so &lt;br /&gt;boring after all.&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;kan't wait till next mon.&lt;br /&gt;after next mon,&lt;br /&gt;i'm free!&lt;br /&gt;no skool until friday.&lt;br /&gt;shiok!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;shall go out.&lt;br /&gt;lalala....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wIsH mE aLL tHe bEst&lt;br /&gt;fEr tOmOrRoW's pApeR~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-95035368?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95035368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/95035368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95035368' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94851125</id><published>2003-05-25T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T13:44:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayy. &lt;br /&gt;here's wad i will do.&lt;br /&gt;i shall make myself stop &lt;br /&gt;using the com until exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone sees me online,&lt;br /&gt;please come and scold me.&lt;br /&gt;thankew.&lt;br /&gt;i shall mug during this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;i really really have to do well.&lt;br /&gt;i kan't fall to other classes.&lt;br /&gt;i shan't waste my efforts last year to get into &lt;br /&gt;2e1,the class i'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna werk hard these few days.&lt;br /&gt;please do pray fer me.&lt;br /&gt;thankew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94851125?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94851125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94851125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94851125' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94850827</id><published>2003-05-25T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T13:30:26.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow start of exams again and i'm like very bo chap.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't seems to bring myself to go and mug.&lt;br /&gt;help!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i will fail!&lt;br /&gt;and i must get into 3e1 next year.&lt;br /&gt;the other stream got dnt n home econ which i wouldn't even wanna do tt subject.&lt;br /&gt;help!!!&lt;br /&gt;pray fer me k???&lt;br /&gt;i really need to do well in my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94850827?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94850827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94850827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94850827' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94781502</id><published>2003-05-23T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T19:56:34.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I Can"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Kids]&lt;br /&gt;I know I can (I know I can) &lt;br /&gt;Be what I wanna be (be what I wanna be) &lt;br /&gt;If I work hard at it (If I work hard it)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nas]&lt;br /&gt;Be, B-Boys and girls, listen up &lt;br /&gt;You can be anything in the world, in God we trust&lt;br /&gt;An architect, doctor, maybe an actress &lt;br /&gt;But nothing comes easy it takes much practice&lt;br /&gt;Like, I met a woman who's becoming a star&lt;br /&gt;She was very beautiful, leaving people in awe&lt;br /&gt;Singing songs, Lina Horn, but the younger version&lt;br /&gt;Hung with the wrong person&lt;br /&gt;Gotta astrung when I heard when &lt;br /&gt;Cocaine, sniffing up drugs, all in her nose&lt;br /&gt;Coulda died, so young, now looks ugly and old&lt;br /&gt;No fun cause when she reaches for hugs people hold they breath&lt;br /&gt;Cause she smells of corrosion and death &lt;br /&gt;Watch the company you keep and the crowd you bring&lt;br /&gt;Cause they came to do drugs and you came to sing&lt;br /&gt;So if you gonna be the best, I'ma tell you how,&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands in the air, and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus - 2x (Nas and Kids)]&lt;br /&gt;I know I can (I know I can) &lt;br /&gt;Be what I wanna be (be what I wanna be) &lt;br /&gt;If I work hard at it (If I work hard it)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be where I wanna be (I'll be where I wanna be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nas]&lt;br /&gt;Be, B-Boys and girls, listen again&lt;br /&gt;This is for grown looking girls who's only ten&lt;br /&gt;The ones who watch videos and do what they see&lt;br /&gt;As cute as can be, up in the club with fake ID&lt;br /&gt;Careful, 'fore you meet a man with HIV&lt;br /&gt;You can host the TV like Oprah Winfrey &lt;br /&gt;Whatever you decide, be careful, some men be&lt;br /&gt;Rapists, so act your age, don't pretend to be &lt;br /&gt;Older than you are, give yourself time to grow&lt;br /&gt;You thinking he can give you wealth, but so&lt;br /&gt;Young boys, you can use a lot of help, you know&lt;br /&gt;You thinkin life's all about smokin weed and ice&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna be my age and can't read and write&lt;br /&gt;Begging different women for a place to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;Smart boys turn to men and do whatever they wish&lt;br /&gt;If you believe you can achieve, then say it like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nas]&lt;br /&gt;Be, be, 'fore we came to this country &lt;br /&gt;We were kings and queens, never porch monkeys&lt;br /&gt;It was empires in Africa called Kush &lt;br /&gt;Timbuktu, where every race came to get books&lt;br /&gt;To learn from black teachers who taught Greeks and Romans&lt;br /&gt;Asian Arabs and gave them gold when &lt;br /&gt;Gold was converted to money it all changed &lt;br /&gt;Money then became empowerment for Europeans&lt;br /&gt;The Persian military invaded &lt;br /&gt;They heard about the gold, the teachings, and everything sacred&lt;br /&gt;Africa was almost robbed naked&lt;br /&gt;Slavery was money, so they began making slave ships &lt;br /&gt;Egypt was the place that Alexander the Great went &lt;br /&gt;He was so shocked at the mountains with black faces&lt;br /&gt;Shot up they nose to impose what basically &lt;br /&gt;Still goes on today, you see? &lt;br /&gt;If the truth is told, the youth can grow &lt;br /&gt;Then learn to survive until they gain control&lt;br /&gt;Nobody says you have to be gangstas, hoes&lt;br /&gt;Read more learn more, change the globe&lt;br /&gt;Ghetto children, do your thing&lt;br /&gt;Hold your head up, little man, you're a king&lt;br /&gt;Young Princess when you get your wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;Your man is saying "She's my queen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the music y'all, save the music y'all&lt;br /&gt;Save the music y'all, save the music y'all&lt;br /&gt;Save the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94781502?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94781502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94781502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94781502' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94779013</id><published>2003-05-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T18:03:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehs. me and miao ling went craziee again. during lit lesson den is must group together. so we group wif other people. den me n miao ling talk talk talk...laugh laugh laugh. den outta sudden we started singing " shaboom..shaboom..shalalalalalala..ling er yao". ling er yao is a medicine den got ad fer the medicine. so dunnoe why outta suden the ling er yao song mix wif the shaboom song. den we play ti ti ti kan shui de ji dan sian po. so dumb. very stoopid. hehs. so childish. : P hehes. yar larh. me and miao ling is always liddat wan..bai chi.s.  hehs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94779013?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94779013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94779013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94779013' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94625388</id><published>2003-05-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T18:25:27.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stayed back in skool today. then me n drey were in the canteen. then saw menuka. so we sat together and started to talk. hmm. menuka is a very very nice girl. she's like very cheerful..good leadership qualities..kind.. caring..helpful.. hmm. wad else? oh yesh! she has the same birthday as me!!! cool huh?? both 030889. oh yeah! uhuh~ but anyway. yesh. she's very nice. hehs. iyer..so wasted. she nv get the vote fer some singa friend award or something liddat. she should win the vote leh!!! and den werid thing abt the voting of singa friend award is that i kana nominated. stoopid drey n miao ling. hai wo kana. -pui- i was like uh? me? nominated???? xiao~! so ke xi. menuka never win the vote. haish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94625388?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94625388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94625388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94625388' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94574088</id><published>2003-05-19T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T18:49:16.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iyer. i want to get married. so sweet. so nice. iyoo. i want to get married. whoot` but to whom arh? dun care. all i want is to get married. hehs. so nice...ahhh. so sweet. [ dreams : wearing that pearl white gown.. all dress up like a princess. &lt;b&gt;skating&lt;/b&gt; down the aisle. ]  awwww. so sweet. hehs. crazieeness. -bleah-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94574088?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94574088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94574088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94574088' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94525502</id><published>2003-05-18T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T13:32:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesh yesh. i wore a skirt yesterday. not my fault that i haf to wear skirt..i had to attend a wedding you noe. of cos must wear formal larh. stoopid aireek,david,samuel,nah. keep irritating me. keep using tt darn handphone to take my pic. -bleah- -pui- bully me. [ sticks out tongue and pulls one eye lid ] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94525502?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94525502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94525502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94525502' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94256320</id><published>2003-05-13T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T18:12:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. seeing more and more skaters around now adays. how come all of a sudden got so many skaters arh? hmm. this month i saw alot of skaters. hmm. why arh? wad occasion izzt? so many skaters..&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i kan't believe i passed my history test. : X hehs. i passed! w h o o t ` &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94256320?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94256320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94256320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94256320' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94255346</id><published>2003-05-13T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T17:39:01.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me if I said...&lt;br /&gt;That we are the ones who can make the change&lt;br /&gt;In the world today...&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me if I said...&lt;br /&gt;That all of the dreams in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Can come true…today…&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe in me if I said…&lt;br /&gt;That life could be all that you want it to be…today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And if I had wings I would fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause all that I need; you are…&lt;br /&gt;And if the world caved in around me…&lt;br /&gt;To you I’d still hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re all that I believe…&lt;br /&gt;And the one that created me…&lt;br /&gt;Jesus…because of you… I’m free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe in me if I said…&lt;br /&gt;That God can make miracles happen today…&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe in me if said…&lt;br /&gt;That you don’t need to wait for the answer before…&lt;br /&gt;You step out in faith…&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe in me if I said…?&lt;br /&gt;That nothing is ever impossible…for God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;And if I had wings I would fly&lt;br /&gt;Cause all that I need; you are…&lt;br /&gt;And if the world caved in around me…&lt;br /&gt;To you I’d still hold on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’re all that I believe…&lt;br /&gt;And the one that created me…&lt;br /&gt;Jesus…because of you... I’m free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;Just live your life…with God inside…&lt;br /&gt;You won’t regret one moment of it…&lt;br /&gt;And give all that you can for God. For God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   this song rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94255346?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94255346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94255346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94255346' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94193582</id><published>2003-05-12T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T17:32:39.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eee! amanda so er xing! she finger f*** before! yucks! eee. i can't belive it. she is so..-bleah- -pui- yucks! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94193582?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94193582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94193582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94193582' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-94049997</id><published>2003-05-09T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T21:29:51.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today in the bus there is this irritating person who kept sayin the werd ji bai. i was like " can he pls shudupp " it's like he not only use the werd 5 or 6 times lorh..it's one every sentence also will haf wan. And he's talking alot." blah blah blah..JB " " blah blah blah JB " so irritating. too little vocabulary izzt? must use until so many times. haiyo. can't stand vulgarity. shesh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-94049997?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94049997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/94049997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94049997' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93917812</id><published>2003-05-07T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T17:44:07.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was adrian papa's birthdae. then joyce,jaime,jacklyn,randolf and me sort of " sneak" into his house to give him a surprise. So it was like joyce got the key from adrian's wife..then at his house me n jaime was sitting in the living room. i was writing on the card..den i saw a shadow walk pass the windows.[ the windows are closed] i was like " scully it's adrian" den later i heard the key opening the door. me n jamie was so shocked that we hurried to hide in the kitchen where jacklyn and randolf are. Then adrian finally open the door. jacklyn was trying to light up the candles in the kitchen. den got sound wan..jaime was giggling. So adrian papa walked to his room, [ His room is beside the kitchen] Then later we jump out of the corner of the kitchen and sang the birthday song to him. Hahas. after eating the cake he told us that wen he came home he heard the lighting candle sound. he say that he thot tt it was his imagination. Then as he walk to his room he saw randolf's butt sticking out. hahas..randolf tried to kiss adrian again.whee` after that i went tm wif joyce..jaime n jacklyn. joyce bought four small jigsaw puzzels. she finish her jogsaw very fast leh. yesterday she sms me say she finish liao. so fast. lalala..very fun shopping wif them. whee`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93917812?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93917812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93917812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93917812' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93746375</id><published>2003-05-04T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T22:44:54.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuition was stoopid today. had to take the dumb temperature. it's so stoopid lorh! ..the stoopid donkey keep turning behind and hear me n moi fwen's conversation wen we toking. so extra. so kpoh. stoopid donkey. den wen he stretching himself his hand was like almost gonna touch moi fwen. den we dared her to wack his head. and she did. [ go nicole! ] hahas.den later he turn around. den he was like " eh see my hair" den we my moi fwens were like "who want to see yer hair. " so he dunnoe do wad to his hair..which was dumb. haha. i think the donkey like nicole. hehes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93746375?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93746375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93746375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93746375' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93708886</id><published>2003-05-04T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:03:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Faint"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little bit of loneliness a little bit of disregard&lt;br /&gt;Handful of complaints but I can’t help the fact that everybody can see&lt;br /&gt;these scars&lt;br /&gt;I am what I want you to want what I want you to feel&lt;br /&gt;But it's like no matter what I do, I can't convince you, to just believe&lt;br /&gt;this is real&lt;br /&gt;So I let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a little bit insecure a little unconfident&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't understand I do what I can but sometimes I don't make&lt;br /&gt;sense&lt;br /&gt;I am what you never wanna say but I've never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you for once just to hear&lt;br /&gt;me out&lt;br /&gt;So I let go watching you turn your back like you always do&lt;br /&gt;Face away and pretend that I'm not&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here 'cause you're all that I've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No)&lt;br /&gt;(Hear me out now)&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)&lt;br /&gt;(Right now)&lt;br /&gt;(Hear me out now)&lt;br /&gt;(You're gonna listen to me, like it or not)&lt;br /&gt;(Right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;(I can't feel the way I did before)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;(Time won't heal this damage anymore)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't turn your back on me)&lt;br /&gt;(I won't be ignored)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;Time won't heal&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I won't be ignored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93708886?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93708886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93708886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93708886' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93708823</id><published>2003-05-04T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:01:48.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes. just watched WWF. : X dunnoe why arh..i find WWF nice leh! : X very interesting. hehs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93708823?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93708823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93708823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93708823' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93640292</id><published>2003-05-02T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T15:43:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr. Sng Rox!! He's a very very nice teacher!! cos it's like my hand got some bruises from skating. Den in class while giving out papers he saw my bruise den ask if i got put medication on it. So i said no larh. Den he ask me to find him after skool to put medication. So after skool me and drey went to find him. So it's like while helping me put medicine he ask how i fall larh. Den drey told him that while skating i fell larh. Den he's like i thought skateboarding only fer boys. Den i was like -_-!! but anyway he say arh if the bruise get infected will grow maggots wan.-bleah- so er xing. Then while puting the medication he see my bruise he was like " eee.." hahas. so cute. Mr. Sng rox lorh. He teach arh. 100% will understand wan. Den me and drey were like if got best teacher award arh we sure vote fer him wan. whee` Mr. Sng Rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93640292?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93640292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93640292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93640292' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93592427</id><published>2003-05-01T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T21:17:21.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting very excited about going to melbourne. hope my mama allows. hey! it will be fun! staying over at trili house..and all that stuff yar? whee` i just kant wait!!! - jumps around. dances abit- hehs. oh well. just hope that i kan go. and all that SARS stuff wouldn't prevent me from not going. yePs. whee` ittsss sooo fun. : ) kant wait! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93592427?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93592427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93592427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93592427' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93529880</id><published>2003-04-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T21:44:24.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from tm. bought a new bag. IT'S RED AND BLACK COLOUR !! muahahahz.. : P it's very chio. hehs. of cos larh. my taste very good wan u noe. : P hehes. okay..so most of my beloved things are red and black now. my bag. my skateboard. my avril lavigne cd. yar. they are all red and black..so yesh yesh..i loovveee black and red. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93529880?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93529880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93529880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93529880' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-93399141</id><published>2003-04-28T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T22:04:18.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee` I PIERCED MY RIGHT EAR THE TOP BONY AREA! and suprising it's not as pain as i thought it would be. hehes. lalala..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-93399141?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93399141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/93399141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93399141' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-92983417</id><published>2003-04-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T22:32:03.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.relentlessdivas.net" target="new"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://www.relentlessdivas.net/belle.gif" &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-92983417?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92983417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92983417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92983417' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-92982912</id><published>2003-04-21T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T22:20:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" width="240"bgcolor="#e7e4e4"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Conscious self&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall self&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="50%"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/images/3w2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://similarminds.com/images/9w8-mean.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;Take Free Enneagram Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/3883479-92982912?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92982912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92982912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92982912' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-92973688</id><published>2003-04-21T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T17:12:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish. i wanna change moi cca! guzheng sux lorh. yucks. i hate guzheng. my fwen teach me how to play the pu teach until can vomit blood! hehs. that's how terrible i am at guzheng -bleah- i wanna join netball. like very fun liddat[ other than having training during holidaes ] haish. but i dun think i can quit guzheng. haish. so sad. shall pray about it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-92973688?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92973688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92973688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92973688' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-92927126</id><published>2003-04-20T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T19:47:01.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.similarminds.com/cgi-bin/match.pl?compare=dreamerz_zone@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes..do the test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-92927126?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92927126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92927126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92927126' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3883479.post-92919804</id><published>2003-04-20T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T13:18:23.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"No Brains"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't step in my way&lt;br /&gt;head first in your love &amp; dismay&lt;br /&gt;i'ts like beating the dead&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop going out on my head&lt;br /&gt;whatever this could b i'll never know&lt;br /&gt;i never said it'd be the end all to be all&lt;br /&gt;i hate you today&lt;br /&gt;i can't find a way&lt;br /&gt;dont drag me down now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, i've had enough frustration&lt;br /&gt;i won't get stuck, goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;this dead end situation,&lt;br /&gt;it's just not worth my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's no better today&lt;br /&gt;i never thought it would end up this way&lt;br /&gt;you got somethin' to say?&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna hear it if it gets in my way&lt;br /&gt;all this confusion, wondering, so overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;disillusion seemes so clear now&lt;br /&gt;can'tfind your conclusion to support evolution&lt;br /&gt;things aren't what they appear&lt;br /&gt;so what's the pont of this now?&lt;br /&gt;i know you too well we're running backwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, i've had enough frustration&lt;br /&gt;i won't get stuck, goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;this dead end situation,&lt;br /&gt;it's just not worth my time&lt;br /&gt;but waiting so frustrating&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of all this tension&lt;br /&gt;not to mention i'm so sick of&lt;br /&gt;can't take it we wont make it &lt;br /&gt;just save yourself this trouble &lt;br /&gt;can't take it quite for yourself &lt;br /&gt;cause i'm just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you speak for all of us when you can't be heard&lt;br /&gt;i bet you haven't listened to not one word&lt;br /&gt;you speak for all of us when you can't be heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, i've had enough frustration&lt;br /&gt;i won't get stuck, goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;this dead end situation,&lt;br /&gt;it's just not worth my time &lt;br /&gt;but waiting so frustrating&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of all this tension&lt;br /&gt;not to mention i'm so sick of&lt;br /&gt;sick of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas..this is the song fer the crossroad advertisement. the advertisement is damn zai. cos got sum 41 song!! whee` hehs : P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3883479-92919804?l=angelala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92919804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3883479/posts/default/92919804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelala.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92919804' title=''/><author><name>angelala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10678273854910161771</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></entry></feed>
